The big guy dressed as a waste of wood [System]

Wei Zelai felt that his housekeeper was really too understanding.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, he emphasized it again, so he had no choice but to say that he believed it out of the intention of taking care of the housekeeper.

If you can't rely on your brother, you can only rely on yourself.

However, his refusal to refuse has nothing to do with Song Chaoyan for the time being, because the time for their team formation will not start until a month later.

After Yuncheng finished dealing with Qinghe, he took Song Chaoyan to his Yunze Peak with all his thoughts, and his aura was stronger there.

As soon as he began to guide him in cultivation, his little Tong Tong knew that Mrs. Yan was coming.

Song Chaoyan instinctively wanted to evade and return to his small broken mountain, but Yuncheng told him to sit in the side hall, and Yuncheng told him: "Listen too, Junior Sister Yan came here for your business, She cares about you."

A few days ago, he received a letter from the golden talisman, Yan Zhizhen said in the talisman that she made some cassocks for Song Chaoyan and asked him to draw some formations, and finally asked him to take care of Song Chaoyan more.

After Yan Zhizhen picked up Song Chaoyan, his madness improved day by day. After Yu Qinglin came back, he cried and laughed all day.

Yuncheng had always had a headache about the relationship between Song Chaoyan and Yu Qinglin. He wanted Song Chaoyan to hear that even if Junior Sister Yan's biological son came back, her affection for his adopted son would still not diminish.

I hope Song Chaoyan can shake hands with Yu Qinglin for the sake of Junior Sister Yan.

Yan Zhizhen came over soon, she looked at the senior brother in charge, a little hesitant to say anything, Yuncheng poured her a cup of tea, without urging her, just quietly waited for her to take out the cassock.

She sat very still, running her fingers back and forth on the teacup.

After a long time, she seemed to have gathered up enough courage before she said to Yun Cheng, "I actually saw what happened that day."

These things were hidden in her heart, like a broken sword, piercing her chest, it seemed to be torturing her every day, after tossing and turning for many days, she finally couldn't stand the suffering and came to Yuncheng to confide.

Yuncheng suddenly had a premonition of a crisis. Immortal cultivators are more likely to touch the illusory way of heaven than ordinary people. He intuitively felt that something bad would happen if Junior Sister Yan continued to talk, so he immediately stopped him and said, "Mr. Besides, give me the vestment first."

But Yan Zhizhen didn't listen to him, and didn't give him a chance to release the sound barrier, she went on to say: "Ah Lin did it on purpose that day, he deliberately sprinkled medicinal powder on his sword, but when he came back, he said it was Xiaoyan who did it. "

Yuncheng's first reaction was unbelievable, and his second reaction was...too bad.At this time, even if he wanted to stop Song Chaoyan from listening, it was too late, he sighed lightly, and let his junior sister continue.

It turned out that that day was Yu Qinglin's first time entering the secret realm since he came back. Yan Zhizhen asked Song Chaoyan to take care of him, but he was still worried, so he quietly followed him, not expecting to see what happened next.

On the one hand, she was shocked by the viciousness of her own son, and on the other hand, she couldn't help feeling distressed.

She didn't dare to think about what kind of harm Yu Qinglin had suffered during the years of being homeless, so that the innocent and kind person before became what he is now.

In the final analysis, it was her fault.

When the elders held a meeting, she once wanted to tell the truth. She knew that her Ah Yan was a bit stupid. If no one helped him, he would not know how to defend himself. This stigma would be placed on him. It can't be erased either.

But once the truth is revealed, what will her Ah Lin do?

Is she going to ruin her own son's future with her own hands?

How could her Ah Lin bear the pain of being criticized by thousands of people, and how could she accept that it was his mother who pushed him out.

So when it came time for her to speak, she swallowed back the words she had prepared, and all she said was that she believed that Ah Yan didn't mean it.She begged them not to drive Ah Yan away, and let them give Song Chaoyan another chance.

In fact, it was giving Yu Qinglin another chance.

Give her another chance to teach Ah Lin, and she will teach Ah Lin well.

This kind of thing will never happen again.

She originally wanted to rot all these words in her heart, but guilt was always tormenting her over and over again, so she thought of coming to talk to her senior brother.

Yuncheng sighed in his heart and remained silent.What kind of madness did he just have to keep Song Chaoyan?

After listening to all the words of the Song Dynasty in the side hall, he was also quiet, his heart felt as if he had been hit by a stone suddenly, and he felt dull and indescribable.

He told the system: "It turns out that Mrs. Yan didn't really believe me at the time. It turns out that she knew everything and saw everything in her eyes, but she didn't choose the truth, she chose Yu Qinglin."

Mrs. Yan obviously hates liars the most.Yu Qinglin's father said that he would only go for three days, and he would come back when the three days came.But after three days and three days, he didn't come back.

Song Chaoyan was a little sad: "I suddenly felt that feelings are really an incredible thing. It will make people lose their principles and become the kind of person she hated the most before."

He got up and walked to the door of the main hall, with his hand on the door, as long as he pushed lightly, he could let Madam Yan see him.

He was a little hesitant. He was at the station, listening to Mrs. Yan, who was separated by the door, continue to speak.

Her tone became clearer, and she said: "I made a lot of new cassocks for Ah Yan, I'm not good at formations, I want to ask my brother to carve some formations, he likes white the most, he will definitely like it. "

Mrs. Yan thought he liked white the most.

At this moment, Song Chaoyan pushed open the door: "Madam Yan, I don't like it."

Mrs. Yan was looking at the clothes she made with joy, but her smile froze at the corner of her mouth. She glanced at her senior brother in a flustered manner, then looked at Song Chaoyan, met his eyes, and briefly crossed her eyes. , she moved away.

Ah Yan, did you hear that?

She didn't dare to ask, didn't dare to speak, her eyes wandered, and finally fixed on the cassock, and pushed the clothes in the direction of Song Chaoyan: "Look at this cloud pattern, it's very beautiful, you liked this pattern the most when you were young .”

Song Chaoyan looked at the cloud pattern, and his tone was light: "No, I don't like white, and I don't like cloud patterns. Mrs. Yan may have forgotten that when I was young, my favorite was red, but you just said that you like white. Lots and lots of white clothes."

Mrs. Yan saved a corner of her cassock and looked down at Song Chaoyan.

Song Chaoyan recalled things from a long time ago: "Your condition was good and bad at that time, and you couldn't tell who was with you at all. All you remember are things Yu Qinglin likes."

"I think it's good for you to be happy. I like white as much as I like white. From the past to the present, I always hope that you can be happy."

For a long time, he hoped that one day Mrs. Yan would wake up and know clearly that her son is now him, not Yu Qinglin.

But after a long time, these young and naive thoughts of fighting for favor gradually faded away. It doesn't matter if Mrs. Yan wants to see anyone through him. Mothers have the right to be willful, and he just wants her to live happily .

She lost a child, but has another child, and this child will always be with her.

Until she no longer needs him.