With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

"Xiao Yu, the old Chen's family from the next village has asked Auntie to come as a matchmaker. Do yourself a favor by going to see her!"

Song Yu raised his eyes slightly, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were alienated and indifferent.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm not a matchmaker."

Her voice was cold, and her fingers were long and slender like jade, carefully turning over the herbs.

Aunt Zhang accompanied her with a smile: "Xiao Yu, it's not that Auntie is talking about you. You are a woman with a child. If you don't find a good man to marry as soon as possible, it will be difficult to find in the future."

Song Yu moved the dustpan on the medicine shelf to the side, and said in a cold voice, "No, thank you."

"Xiao Yu, think about it again. The old Chen's family next door is a big pig farmer who can earn hundreds of thousands a year. Among our ten miles and eight villages, his family is the richest."

Aunt Zhang stared at the woman in front of her, who was still undeniably beautiful even though she was naked, and spat in her heart as a vixen.

Song Yu was a child picked up by the old Song Tou, and he was born beautiful since he was a child.

After being drawn, she looks like a watery fairy, with a pair of phoenix eyes that are flowing with water, which can hook a man's soul away.

Five years ago, Old Song Tou went out to gather herbs, and he never came back after that.

Song Yu packed his luggage and said to find grandpa.

After going away for a year, when he came back, grandpa didn't find him, but brought back a child.

After that, people from the city often came to her home, driving luxury cars that could only be seen in TV dramas, and dressed in bright clothes.

Everyone in the village knew that the child was a bastard she had with a wild man outside.

In order to support herself and that little bastard, under the guise of seeing a doctor and seeing Feng Shui, she started that flesh and blood business.

This old Chen family paid a lot of money to marry her, a little bitch who became a mother at the age of 16, not because of her good looks.

"Xiao Yu, Auntie, this is all for your own good. We women still want to find a man to live with for the rest of our lives. The Chen family is rich and their son is tall and big. You are lucky to marry him."

If it wasn't for the 10 yuan red envelope promised by the Chen family, she wouldn't have come to talk to this dirty broken shoe.

Song Yu frowned, obviously impatient, and was about to speak.

"Humph."

A childish, mocking snort sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow-orange apricot flew over and hit Aunt Zhang directly on the forehead.

Aunt Zhang cried out in pain, and when she looked up, she saw a boy jumping down from the old apricot tree opposite, holding a bamboo basket full of apricots in his hand.

The boy was about four or five years old, and he was good-looking.

Those eyes were full of fierceness.

It was Song Ze, the little bastard that Song Yu brought back in her mouth.

"The son of the Chen family is a fool, this blessing is for you, do you want it? Grandma Zhang!" Song Ze sneered.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you that?" Aunt Zhang's face was flushed red, and her chest heaved violently in anger.

"Get out of my house!" Song Ze glared at her fiercely like a little wolf.

Hundreds of thousands a year?

The price of his mother's medical treatment and feng shui consultation will increase by ten times and a hundred times!

Tall and big?

Those young talents from wealthy families in the imperial capital are waiting in line for their mommy to pick them out, and neither of them will even look at them!

"You..." Aunt Zhang yelled angrily, "You still despise other people for being stupid. Everyone in the village knows who your mother is. If someone wants to marry her, you should burn incense in your family!"

Song Ze's eyes turned red, he handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Song Yu, took a shovel, and threw it at Aunt Zhang: "Old witch, you are talking nonsense and ruining my mommy's reputation everywhere, don't think I I don't know, I will clean you up today!"

Aunt Zhang screamed again, her face turned pale with fright, and she ran away.

Song Yu lazily leaned against a pomegranate tree, took an apricot from the basket, and watched the scene before him while eating.

Son, it was too wild to be raised by her.

But be wild, no one dares to bully!

"Killed, help, Xiao Yezhong is going to kill!" Aunt Zhang shook her fat body, howling like killing a pig while running.

In Song Yu's eyes, a bloody killing intent flashed away, and the apricot in his hand flew out with a whoosh, hitting Aunt Zhang's knee.

Aunt Zhang's legs gave way, and she fell to the threshold with a bang, her teeth slammed on the stone steps at the door, her mouth full of blood, she didn't dare to stay, she got up and ran for her life.

"Little Wild Species!"

Song Yu murmured, biting an apricot and chewing, his eyes became more murderous.

She hates when people call her Jia Zebao like that.

Just like Zebao, she can't see others scolding her.

Song Ze sneered when he saw people running away, put down the shovel, and closed the door with a bang.

The door just closed.

An off-road vehicle stopped at the door.

The door is open.

Song Xingji, the eldest son of the Song family, jumped down, and saw a fat woman with a bloody face, stumbling over from the opposite side.

When he saw them, his eyes were full of viciousness, and he spat viciously: "Fuck, adulterer and whore, bitch!"

Song Xingji was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was scolding him, pointing at her and shouting: "What are you talking about!"

The fat woman cursed: "Shameless, dare to come to this vixen to do dirty things in broad daylight, are you afraid that people will say it?"

"Don't go, make your words clear!" Song Xingji's eyes burst into flames, and he was about to catch up with him.

Song Xingqing, the boss of the Song family, grabbed him, with dark and calm eyes, his expression was slightly complicated: "We are here to pick up people, so don't make too much trouble."

Their biological sister, who has been lost for 20 years, lives here.

Today is the day they come to pick her up and go home.

They inquired a little in the village, and heard a lot of unsavory and dirty things, such as immoral, promiscuous, shameless, and uneducated.

He felt that he could not believe one side of the story.

Now it seems that it is not groundless!

"Brother, you don't believe what we heard before, but now you see it with your own eyes, don't you believe it?" Song Xingji was furious and ashamed to speak: "The woman just now regarded us as coming to find her... that's man!"

Everyone in the village said that she didn't know how to behave, gave birth to a little wild species at the age of 16, and was still doing that kind of business. The eldest brother said that people's words were scary.

What now?

He and his eldest brother are regarded as that kind of people!

pissed him off!

Song Xingqing frowned, and obvious disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Huh, I don't know what my parents think. If you find someone, you will find them. Just pretend you don't know. If it doesn't work, just give her some money. Anyway, you don't have any feelings. Why do you have to take her home?" ?" Song Xingji gritted his teeth.

"Say less." Song Xingqing glared at him.

Just whine behind your back so no one can hear you.

"She's back home, what should Yueyue do with herself? You don't know how many times she has cried behind our backs in the past few days." Song Xingji felt distressed when he thought of Song Xingyue.

For him, Yueyue is his real sister, the pistachio he has held in his palm for 20 years.

This shitty sister, with a little bastard, is shameless and insulting to the family.

After all, she is only greedy for glory and wealth.

As long as she still has a little shame, she shouldn't agree to go home and make everyone unhappy!

Song Xingqing had already started knocking on the door.

The door opens.

Appearing in front of him was a cute little guy who looked like a carved jade. He glanced at them, frowned, and said, "Sorry, I'm off today. I don't see a doctor or Feng Shui!"

"We're here to..."

"I don't even go on blind dates, you don't look good enough!"

Done.

With a bang, the door was closed.

Song Xingqing: ...

Song Xingji's handsome face turned pale, pointing at himself: "Not enough? I'm not handsome enough?"