Song Qiao's palm was scratched and blood flowed out. Wen Han quickly took out his handkerchief and helped her bandage her hands.

Li stepped forward and helped Song Ling up with Wen Han.

Mr. Yang was confused, but it was someone else's family matter. He picked up the tea and sipped it.

After Song Qiao stood up, Li took care of the dust on her clothes and gently helped her to take away the dust from her clothes.

Boss Wen looked at Song Jiabao unhappily, "My wife, your brother is too impulsive. As the saying goes, don't hit people with a smile. What's more, they are still kind-hearted? If they are willing to make trouble, they will come to the banquet. Now, the guests have left, and they come to express their feelings. This..."

Boss Wen stopped after he said that.

The meaning of this is all out. Anyway, the siblings are ignorant, and the guests come to the door and they prepare enough gifts. Not only do you drive people away, but you also hurt them.

Yang An and Tang Qiaoqi looked at Song Nuan together.

Song Nuan looked like nothing happened. She looked down at the thing on the ground, curled her lips and smiled, "Do I have a bad memory? Do we have the custom of giving gifts in the afternoon? Especially the so-called mother's home, didn't it prepare things the night before entering the new house?"

"We have been sitting in the main hall for so long just now. Haven't we found two red cloth tubs on the case? I know that I have cut off my ties with the Song family, which means I don't mean to have my parents' family. So I just need to prepare what I should prepare myself."

Song Nuan looked at Boss Wen and asked, "Uncle, since you understand customs and etiquette so much, why did you forget this? It was not good for the host to give gifts in the afternoon. I didn't throw the things out of the gate and curse a few more words. This is already very favorable. Today, my family is happy, and I don't want to have conflicts with anyone, but if someone insists on hitting me, I won't be polite."

"You?" Mr. Wen looked at everyone in a state of angrily and awkwardly, "Wife Ah Zheng, are you still unreasonable? I just made the things in front of you in front of so many things."

"Why do you have to make it happen? What did I, Song Nuan, do something wrong? Or did I say something wrong?"

Boss Wen shook his sleeves and refused to speak.

"Qiao'er, are you okay? Where else did you fall and hurt?" Wen Han asked with concern.

Song Qiao's face was flushed, she shook her head, and said softly: "I'm fine! It's all my fault. I'm young and don't understand many rules. I saw that my second sister had a broken relationship with her family, so I secretly asked the old man and prepared some things. I wanted to ease the relationship between the two families, but I didn't expect..."

As she said that, Song Qiao's eyes were red, and the water in her eyes was misty. She looked at Song Nuan, sniffed, and said, "Second sister, just forgive me. I didn't come to give gifts in the afternoon on purpose, I just..."

She glanced down, broke away from Wen Han's hand, and went forward to bending over to pick up the long-lived lock next to Mr. Yang's feet, "Its chain is broken..."

The words were choked.

Tears fell from the beans.

After Yang An and Tang Qiao saw what was in Song Qiao's hand, they both widened their eyes.

Song Nuan smiled coldly.

I see!

It turned out that the sudden show of their big house was for this moment. They were afraid that they would not allow them to attend the table just like when they started working last time.

So, for the sake of this moment, they swallowed their anger and suddenly showed goodwill.

So... this abacus is really good, it's so exquisite!

She had thought that the target of the big house was Yang An.

It turns out that their appetite can be bigger.

She didn't know what this long-lived lock represents, and Yang An didn't say it clearly, but it must have something to do with the Yang family.

Otherwise, Yang An wouldn't be so nervous last time.

"Qiao'er, don't cry! I'll take you to the town to find a craftsman to help you get it back." Wen Han felt very distressed and quickly comforted Song Qiao, who was crying in the rain.

Song Qiao covered her mouth and lowered her head and whimpered.

Mr. Yang put down the teacup, looked up, and his face immediately changed drastically. He reached out and snatched the long-lived lock in Song Qiao's hand.

Song Qiao was surprised, "Why are you... snatching my stuff?"

Yang An stood up and walked to Mr. Yang, "Grandfather, don't be excited, let alone impulsive. The grandson is still verifying this matter."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yang turned his head and looked at him, "Aan, you knew it long ago?"

"Some days, but my grandson still has something I can't figure it out, and I'm verifying now. Grandfather, I'm not..."

"Aan, you're too much." Old Master Yang lowered his face, "You know how important this is to me. You know clearly, why don't you tell me the first time?"

"Grandfather, you are also worried that this will make you happy in the end?"

Yang An explained anxiously, and he was very resentful to Wen Han.

This is actually a trick.

It seems that Wen Han knows everything. Last time he deliberately let himself hear about the Longevity Lock. What is his idea?

"Nonsense! This long life lock is right in front of me, why am I happy about?"

Everyone on the side looked at them in confusion.

What does this mean?

Mr. Yang's eyes quickly poured in water. He looked at Song Qiao carefully, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, even his chin, face shape, and ears.

After comparing with the person who remembered, the tears in his eyes became heavier.

"You..." His voice trembled slightly, "Girl, how old are you this year?"

"Ah?" Song Qiao looked at him in confusion.

On the side, Wen Han responded on her behalf: "Uncle Yang, Qiaoer is 16 years and nine months old. After the spring exam next year, we will be ready to get married."

"What are you?" Old Master Yang probably understood when he saw Wen Han holding Song Qiao.

Wen Han replied: "I have been engaged to Qiao'er. I am just a scholar now and I want to focus all my energy on preparing for the exam, so our two families have discussed and will get married after I get a spring exam."

"Qiao'er?"

"Yes! She is Song Nuan's cousin's sister Song Qiao."

"Carte sister?" Old Master Yang felt that this was not a place to speak, so he looked at Song Nuan, "A Zheng's wife, can uncle borrow your study?"

Song Nuan nodded, "Of course!"

Old Master Yang stood up and looked at Song Qiao, Wen Han, and Yang An, "Ahan, A'an, and Qiao'er, you three go to the study with me."

"Yes, grandfather."

"Yes, uncle."

Mr. Yang took a few steps, stopped again, looked at Mrs. Song Nuan and Mrs. Wen, and said, "Alan, Azheng's wife, can you do me another favor?"

"You said."

"Can you find someone to help me call Qiaoer's parents and let them go into the study to find us."

"I'll go! I'll go now." Li responded, and then turned around and walked out of the yard.

Song Nuan nodded and looked at Mr. Yang and the others in silence.

Mr. Zhang was confused from beginning to end, "Wife A Zheng, do you know what happened?"

"have no idea."

"This Song Qiao, and..."

Everyone present looked confused, except for Boss Wen and Tang Qiao.

"Xiao Song, let's go outside and see if those people have packed up their things?" Tang Qiao stood up and took the lead in walking towards the gate of the courtyard.

Song Nuan got up, nodded to the people in front of the table, and then followed him out.

Old Mrs. Wen looked at the things on the ground and ordered: "Second wife, please pack up the things on the ground and put them out of the yard. When Song Qiao leaves, let her take them back."

"Okay, mom."

Old Mrs. Wen looked at the Zhang family and smiled faintly, "Drink tea! We agreed that the Wen and Zhang family will have dinner together today. Village chief, your in-laws have returned to your house to rest, and they will also call us to come together in the evening. This time, A Zheng and Nuannuan built a new house, thanks to you."

"Aunt, I..."

"Listen to me first." Old Mrs. Wen raised her hand and interrupted him, "If you need to thank you, you need to thank you. I have thanked you today, and we will not thank you verbally anymore. The road between A Zheng and Nuannuan is still far away, and there are still many places to trouble you in the future."

"We will definitely have nothing to do if we can help."

"Okay! I'll wait for you." Old Mrs. Wen nodded.

Outside, Tang Qiao and Song Nuan went out together. Manager Yuan was directing the waiter to carry the things onto the carriage. When he saw them coming out, he hurriedly bowed, "Boss, Chef Song."

"Well, you've packed it up?"

"It's done."

"Okay! You guys clean up, let's go there for a walk." Tang Qiao pointed to the path leading to the back mountain next to the house, "Xiao Song, let's go! Look at the place where you want to build a vegetable field."

"good!"

Building a vegetable field? Manager Yuan looked at the backs of the two and thought to himself that Chef Song had a lot of ideas.

"A Qiao, do you want to talk about the longevity lock?"

"I can't hide it from you."

"Actually, I'm not interested, and there has nothing to do with me anymore. So what does Song Qiao have to do with the Yang family have nothing to do with me. But how could she have something to do with the Yang family?"

"That long-lived lock is Aan's aunt. When the Yang family's aunt was full of a month, Uncle Yang made it for her, and she never left her. Later, the Yang family's aunt elopes with a man in the world. It was said that she gave birth to a daughter, but the Yang family's aunt and his wife were killed by their enemies, and the whereabouts of the baby girl were unknown."

"For sixteen years, Uncle Yang has never given up looking for the long life lock and the baby girl of that year. In order to facilitate search, the Yang family moved to Qin County, and the aunt of the Yang family died in Qin County. Uncle Yang believes that there must be clues in Qin County."

After listening to the story of the Yang family aunt.

Song Nuan probably also clarified a little.

But Song Qiao is indeed a child of the Song family, but how could she have the long-lived lock of the Yang family aunt?

"So, the last time A'an asked me about Song Qiao, he just suspected that Song Qiao was his aunt's daughter?"

Tang Qiao nodded, "Well, it's true. But there are many things that don't make sense, so he kept secretly checking and did not tell Uncle Yang about this."

She let out a sigh and said, "Today, Song Qiao suddenly appeared and fell off the Longevity Lock. I suddenly knew one thing, which should be the intention of the Wen family's big house to show their favor. They were afraid that you would not let them go to the table without mercy, so they wanted you to let them go to the table for the sake of Uncle Wen."

"I also figured out this point, but I can't understand why Song Qiao had Aunt A'an's long-lived lock?"
Chapter completed!