flow from evil

Shan Simiao glanced at Meng Yunting who was relieved at the side. Meng Yunting felt his gaze and smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself, if he could speak his fortune-telling like this, then he would be in the arena in the future. Still had to walk sideways.

"Xiaoquan, are you serious?" Yang Yingsong lost his temper when he heard her say that, and his tone became much tougher.If news of this kind of nonsense spread, wouldn't the Yang family become the laughing stock of the world.

"Since the eldest brother said that I am in charge, why do you want to interfere with me?" Yang Yingquan's voice did not reveal much emotion, but in the eyes of others, it was clearly an intentional quarrel.How can there be a girl's family who would choose a dark husband-in-law who can't even see his facial features because he hates the little boy.

Taking a step back, anyone with a good mind, even a lady from an ordinary family, would not know Wen Weiwen or Wu Weibi, just pick any man on the street based on his skin color, not to mention that this city is famous in Huaiyang City Yang's family, it's absurd to say it.

"..." But Yang Yingsong was speechless for a while after being choked by his little sister.

"Brother, little sister is not too young anymore. Marriage matters are up to her." Yang Yingzhu behind him suddenly changed his attitude and put on an appearance that it had nothing to do with him, as if he wished this farce would end as soon as possible. , I don't need to be here to accompany me.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Shan Simiao frowned even deeper. Why does this member of the Yang family look so strange, as if he is eager to marry this younger sister to someone casually right away? There must be some ulterior reason for this is.

"That's all, come on, go and invite that young...young hero." Yang Yingsong looked at Shan Simiao's face under the stage, and he couldn't bear it, but in front of so many people, he couldn't stand it. I was afraid that I would not be able to get off the stage, so I had to invite people back first.

"I don't know the name of this young hero?" Yang Yingsong kept a smile on his face, maintaining a very demeanor.

"... Shan Simiao." As soon as Shan Simiao finished speaking, he saw Jun Wuyi on the side looking at him with a half-smile, and that's right, it's hard not to recognize him like this.

"Master Jun, do you know him?" Yang Yingsong asked in surprise after seeing his expression.

"It's not considered acquaintance, it's just that we just met once." Jun Wuyi tapped the folding fan lightly on his palm, the almost inaudible crackling sound made Shan Simiao feel a little uneasy.

This man's skin is excellent, but his methods are also vicious and shocking.

"Oh, I don't know how old this young man is, has he ever had a wife in his family?" Yang Yingsong paused, and then asked, "My little sister has been spoiled by the family since she was a child, if you don't want to..."

"22, no wife... yes." Shan Simiao said expressionlessly.

As soon as this remark came out, not only the Yang family was dumbfounded, but even Meng Yunting and Jiang Yingying were a little dumbfounded.This Shan Si Miao changed his face, unexpectedly faster than a woman, just now he looked displeased, how could he be so cheerful now.This is getting married, not shopping for groceries.

This one or two... is too casual...

"...Young Xia means... are you willing to marry my younger sister?" Yang Yingsong asked again in embarrassment.

Shan Simiao nodded without any hesitation.But Yang Yingquan, who glanced aside from the corner of his eye, saw that she just lowered her head and fiddled with her nails carelessly, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Interesting, this Yang family must have a secret.Shan Simiao raised his hand and touched his chin, with a look of high interest, changing his disgust just now.Meng Yunting rolled his eyes at the sky, and couldn't figure out what he was thinking at all, so he quietly leaned over and asked, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Who doesn't want to be the son-in-law of the Yang family in Huaiyang City?" Shan Simiao didn't speak loudly, but it was definitely at a height that the Yang family could hear. The demeanor's face couldn't help but gloomy.

"That's true." Meng Yunting nodded, but tried to find some clues from Shan Simiao's face. Others said that they really wanted to be this son-in-law, but Shan Simiao was definitely not just looking for the change. White ointment.

"I don't know who these two are?" Yang Yingsong pointed to Jiang Yingying and Meng Yunting who were on the side.

"My cousin and cousin." Shan Simiao blurted out and said perfunctorily.

Yang Yingsong smiled and didn't answer any more, he just sent someone to first understand the three people in the mansion before making any plans.The young masters on the side, now changed their disappointment before, and all of them congratulated with shy faces, but their eyes were full of jokes.

As soon as I entered Yang's house, I realized what it meant to be a moon in a half-corridor garden and a wind in a willow bridge.

Where they are going is far away, but they are still surrounded by corridors and deep pavilions, with heavy curtains.The so-called one courtyard is full of bees and butterflies, the peaches and plums are graceful, the two sets are tightly locked with green moss, and plantains are planted together, the ginkgo is floating in yellow on the third floor, leaning on the autumn wind alone, and the four pavilions are built with cold plums and snow, and the fences are left out of thin air.Along the way, it turns out that the four seasons rotate, each with its own unique colors, which are exquisite and jaw-dropping.

"I'll go, this place is very particular." Meng Yunting looked around all the way, almost dumbfounded.

Shan Simiao looked at Jiang Yingying quietly, and saw that although she was looking around, she didn't look surprised, as if she was used to this exquisite place.

The servants arranged the three of them in the guest room at the back of the atrium. Although it is not a room, it is elegant and simple, at least much more comfortable than their small courtyard.

As soon as Jiang Yingying settled down, she wanted to go back to pick up the little mute, but Shan Simiao didn't stop her, and only pulled Meng Yunting's ear to talk.

"Aren't you studying Feng Shui recently? Go and see what's unique about this Yang family." Shan Simiao said to him.

"...What do you want to do?" Seeing him like this, Meng Yunting knew that he must have plans.

"Not sure, let's see." Shan Simiao blinked, and pushed the person away, but closed the door by himself, and meditated first.

In the evening, Jiang Yingying picked up the little mute from the courtyard, but left him at the door of Shan Simiao.

"You help me take care of him first, so that I can go out and buy some things. Now that I'm living under someone's fence, it's not easy to take everything from him."

Before Shan Simiao responded, he saw the little girl running away in a hurry.Helplessly looking at the kid in front of him, he saw that the kid didn't pay any attention to him, he seemed to like Yang's family very much, touching here and there, as if he was at his own home, he got tired of looking at it soon room, took advantage of Shan Simiao's inattention and ran out.

"..." Shan Simiao had no choice but to get up and chase after him. After this chase, he followed this kid all the way into the main courtyard.

"Still running?" Shan Simiao finally grabbed the boy, picked him up and walked back, when he saw the closed door suddenly opened with a creak.

Yang Yingquan came out with a dull face, his face was pale, as if he had been stimulated by something, even his steps were stiff and tight.

When passing by, the other party didn't even look at me.

Pat, something suddenly dropped from the woman's waist made Shan Simiao look away, and leaned over to pick it up. It turned out to be a delicate knot, and in the knot, there seemed to be a pattern of pine needles circled. It's chic.

"Miss Yang, I lost something." Shan Simiao reluctantly stepped forward, but saw her walking straight forward as if she didn't hear her call.

Shan Simiao frowned, and just as he was about to speak again, he saw a wheelchair slowly rolled out from behind, subconsciously put the knot into his sleeve, turned his head and saw Yang Yingsong on the wheelchair seeing him, first he was slightly taken aback, then He nodded again.

"Young hero is still at ease in Yang's house?" Yang Yingsong asked him, seeing that he was holding a little boy in his arms, he cast a questioning look at him.

"Shang Ke, this is my little cousin." Shan Simiao explained.

"So that's how it is." Yang Yingsong smiled, seeing the child babbling and reaching out to him, he patted his head.

"I discussed it with Koizumi. Tomorrow will be a good day. It's easy to get married. I don't know..."

"Let the elder brother decide." Shan Simiao opened his mouth and shouted cheerfully.

"That's good." Yang Yingsong withdrew his hand and nodded slightly at him, "Brother Shan, please go ahead, I'll deal with some things first."

"Please."

After the person left, the little mute began to feel restless again. Shan Simiao thought he was noisy and was about to throw it to Meng Yunting, but was stopped by a group of people walking towards him.