Song Qingshu's journey of resistance

The next day, just after dawn, a guest came to the gate of the courtyard. She was wearing a moth-yellow gauze skirt with a small body, and her long hair was pulled up in a simple pattern. The girl stood outside the courtyard with a pale face. It took a long time before he bit his lip and called the door, "Is anyone there?"

"Huh?" Opening his eyes in a daze, Song Qingshu sat up slowly.

"Qingshu, get some more sleep." Wei Yixiao, who crawled onto Song Qingshu's bed on the left at some point, tightened his arms, he hadn't hugged enough yet.

"Crack." Opening Wei Yixiao's hand with a sound, Song Qingshu widened his eyes angrily, this girl is looking for death, right?How dare you climb onto the bed without his permission, Wei Yixiao, you...

"Qingshu, there seems to be someone calling the door outside." Yu Daiyan who also approached Song Qingshu on the right at some unknown time said softly, diverting Song Qingshu's attention in just one click.

"Is there really someone?" Tilting his head to listen, he heard the door calling again, the voice was so familiar... "I'll clean up you when I come back." Glaring at the two pretending innocent men, Song Qingshu put on a piece of clothing and got off. bed.

'Zhi' After the door was closed, Wei Yixiao and Yu Daiyan sat up at the same time, "Yu Daiyan, who do you think will come here early in the morning?" A little worried, Wei Yixiao put on his clothes while talking.

"I don't know, it sounds like a woman." When did Qing Shu know a woman?No, I have to go and have a look.

Outside

Just after opening the door, a familiar figure came into Song Qingshu's sight, "Yang Buhui?" It turned out to be her?Doesn't this person hate himself and Uncle Qi very much?Why did you come to the door by yourself today?Could it be... something happened to Yin Liting, right?

"Hello Senior Brother Song, um... can I come in?" The little girl outside the courtyard raised her head timidly, asked something in a low voice, and immediately lowered her head, as if she was afraid that Song Qingshu would refuse.

"Uh~Of course." A little unaccustomed to Yang Buhui's appearance at this time, Song Qingshu froze for a moment and opened the courtyard door, "Please come in."

"Thank you." With a polite smile, Yang Buhui walked in cautiously with his head down.

"Qingshu, who is it?" Wei Yixiao, who walked out of the room first, walked slowly to Song Qingshu's side, and regardless of whether there were outsiders, he raised his arms and hung most of his body on Song Qingshu's shoulders. It was Song Qingshu who asked, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Buhui.

Her name is Yang Buhui?Isn't that Yang Xiao's daughter?This girl is so strange, just because of her father, hehe, be careful!

Feeling that the person hanging on his body was getting heavier, Song Qingshu pursed his lips in displeasure, "Get up, you are so heavy." Shake your shoulders, huh?Didn't get rid of it?Squinting his eyes and snapping his elbows back, with the sound of 'dong', Wei Yixiao held his chest and took several steps back.

"Qing Shu, are you really doing it?" He said in pain, blinking his eyes aggrieved, not saving face in front of outsiders, Qing Shu, there is no need to be so heartless, right?

Rolling his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this pervert, Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at Yang Buhui who had been silently bowing his head with a faint smile, "Is there something wrong with Miss Yang?"

"Ah? I... I'm here to find Brother Wuji." As if taken aback, Yang Buhui paused before speaking cowardly.

"Looking for Wuji?" Suddenly, it made sense if he came to look for Wuji, "Then wait a minute, I'll go and wake him up."

"No need, I'm already up." Zhang Wuji walked over with a complex expression after hastily washing up.

"Brother Wuji." Raising his head suddenly, his face seemed to be surprised, cowardly, and sad, Yang Buhui rushed forward a few steps and grabbed Zhang Wuji's hand, "Brother Wuji, I'm sorry, yesterday I... ...I didn't mean to, can you forgive me?"

"I don't regret my sister..." I never thought that the person who scolded him to get out yesterday came to apologize to him early this morning, feeling a little sorry, Zhang Wuji scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "I don't regret it." My sister doesn't need to do this, I'm a boy, how can I be really angry with you?"

"Really? Brother Wuji is really not angry with no regrets?" His eyes lit up, and Yang Buhui's big watery eyes were full of endless surprises.

"En." Nodding heavily, "Of course it's true." As long as Yang Buhui is still the Buhui sister in his memory, Zhang Wuji will treat her as his own sister for the rest of his life!

"Woo... Brother Wuji." As if he couldn't help himself, Yang Buhui buried his head in Zhang Wuji's arms and cried out.

"Sister Buhui, what's wrong with you? Did someone bully you?" Yang Buhui hugged the weeping Yang Buhui at a loss, and Zhang Wuji didn't care about avoiding suspicion, so he coaxed people softly.

But after seeing the scene, Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows secretly, tsk tsk tsk ~ Xiao Zhang is still the same as in the original book, a soft heart can't see girls crying, shrugging, Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji, have you forgotten your mother is dying Is it time?The more beautiful a woman is, the more she must guard against it!

'Dong' tapped Song Qingshu's forehead, and Yu Daiyan secretly glanced at the cranky little lover. No one else knew, how could he not understand Wuji's thoughts?That kid's infatuation was all given to this 'fool' in front of him, but Qingshu didn't know it.

Rubbing his head, what are you doing knocking on his forehead?He didn't do anything wrong, but... "I said Wuji, don't keep asking stupid questions, hurry up and twist a veil to wipe your tears for your sister who doesn't regret it. Girls cry a lot, but it's not good for the skin. Not good." His tone couldn't hide his ridicule, anyway, he didn't have the slightest affection for Yang Buhui.

"No, no need, I... don't need to bother you too much." While wiping his tears and withdrawing from Zhang Wuji's arms, Yang Buhui choked up for a while before slowly raising his head, "Senior Brother Song..."

"Huh?" Unexpectedly, this girl still has something to say to herself?Secretly exchanged glances with Wei Yixiao, there's something going on here... "Miss Yang, feel free to say anything, as long as I can help you, I will do my best, no matter what, I can't let you call me senior brother for nothing, right?"

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Song." He bowed deeply and did not lift up for a long time, until Zhang Wuji, who couldn't see past him, stretched out his hand to help, Yang Buhui slowly straightened up, "Senior Brother Song..." Before saying anything, Sigh, I saw You Lian, "The place where brother Ting and I live has been urged by the landlord for a long time. Yesterday, after brother Wuji left, the landlord came to press for the rent again, and said... that if we don't pay the rent again, we will be forced to rent." We rushed to the street, but we...we can't afford the money...I...I..." Weeping again in anxiety, everyone understood Yang Buhui's next words needless to say.

"Oh..." made a long sound, "So it's about the rent, so don't worry, sister, this matter is left to the brother." He patted his chest twice, and Song Qingshu said, "I am the most loyal and I can serve the people best." He spoke loudly in Jieyou's appearance, and called his junior sister in a very "understanding" manner, but the tone was a bit...weird.

"Senior Brother Song..." So touched, so touched, Yang Buhui came to Song Qingshu's side in great surprise, clasped his hands in front of his chest with a full face of reverence.

"Junior sister, don't be too grateful to me. As a senior brother, your elder brother Ting is my senior uncle, how can I ignore the difficulties?" Turning my head, "Yan, go to the house and get 50 taels of silver and give it to my junior sister." Pay the rent and go."

uh~? ?The expression on Yang Buhui's face froze, and he blinked dryly for a long time, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal, what she wanted was not at all! !

"Cough~" The named man let out a muffled cough, although he still didn't quite understand why Qingshu wanted to tease Yang Buhui, but in line with the truth that everything is paramount to his lover, Yu Daiyan walked into the house and went to get the money, " Don't worry, I'll take the money right now."

"Wait a minute!" said hastily, but did not stop Yu Daiyan, looked back at Song Qingshu again, Yang Buhui stammered, "Senior brother Song, how dare I let you take the money, you still have a lot of money People raise...that, I just..."

"Junior sister, you don't have to worry about me." Shaking his hand interrupted Yang Buhui, "No matter how tight you are, you can't be tight to junior sister, and no matter how difficult it is, you can't be hard on senior uncle. Senior brother still understands this simple truth, so take the money and go back. , just treat it as it was given by the senior brother, don’t talk about it anymore, do you understand?”

"Senior Brother Song!" Yang Buhui's eyes turned red after hearing this, of course, this time he was not crying but anxious.

"Really don't say any more, Yan, give me the silver." Turning his head, gritted his teeth and laughed silently for a while, Song Qingshu took the silver that Yu Daiyan took with a straight face, "Here, take it. "

"I don't..." Pushing her hand, she hasn't finished speaking yet!

"Junior sister, you must not refuse, Wuji, I will not persuade you not to regret my sister." Xiao Mian, I just don't let you talk, I will suffocate you.

Immediately, the pure-hearted and good baby Wuji little children's shoes happily acted as a consoling angel, "I don't regret my sister, my senior brother is kind, so don't refuse anymore."

"I didn't..." Getting angry, Yang Buhui hopped and pushed back the money handed over, "I just wanted to say..."

"Okay, okay, no need to talk anymore, Wuji, see off the guests." Song Qingshu who interrupted Yang Buhui once again raised his hand and spoke happily. His small white teeth were shining brightly in the sun, making the lovers fall in love It also made Yang Buhui angry.

"Song Qingshu! You let me finish my sentence...!!" The ear-piercing scream made the noisy courtyard quiet for a moment, several people stared strangely, and one person was panting heavily. After a long time, when Yang Buhui recovered a little After sanity, the "sorrow drama" was staged again, and the heroine was Ms. Yang Buhui who was "cowardly and deceitable".

Both hands clenched the handkerchief in his hand, tears hung on his face, his figure was crumbling, "Senior Brother Song, Brother Wuji, I... I didn't do it on purpose, I just... I was in a hurry, you guys...don't be angry with me okay?"

I suddenly... the corners of Song Qingshu's eyes twitched, Yang Buhui actually passed through Grandma Qiongyao's article, right?right?It looks like this... I want to be flat when I look at it.

No one in the venue responded, and after a long while, the silence was broken by the pure-hearted student Zhang, "Uh~ that...of course...we won't be angry..." He hesitated to speak, to be honest, just now Yang Buhui yelled The way she looked reminded him of yesterday, sister Bugui... Did she really come to make amends and apologize?

"Thank you Brother Wuji, thank you Senior Brother Song, I knew... I knew you wouldn't blame me." Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Buhui calmly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The door rang behind 'Zhi', and then, Mo Shenggu, who got up early and practiced, slowly walked in, but the man was stunned just after entering the yard, "Yang Buhui?" Stop it?

Yang Buhui's body froze, and he turned his head slowly and slowly. The cowardly expression that he had propped up changed complicatedly the first moment he saw Mo Shenggu, but it only changed back to the previous one in just a split second. Then she came to Mo Shenggu step by step with red and swollen eyes and pale lips. She raised her skirt with her hands and knelt down with a plop, "Mo Shenggu, please save Brother Ting."

"Miss Yang, what do you mean by this?" I was startled, did something happen to Sixth Senior Brother?While letting Kai Yang Buhui kneel down, he raised his head and looked at the few people in the arena, Mo Shenggu frowned fiercely.

In the final analysis, he and Yin Liting are brothers after all. Of course, he can't really sit idly by Yin Liting, but it's just a simple friendship between teachers and students. Others... lightly raised his head and looked at Song Qingshu, if he fell in love with him back then People are green books who don't care about secular etiquette, maybe the end will not be so bleak?

"Mo Shenggu!" A loud cry caught Mo Shenggu's eyes in shock, Yang Buhui gritted his teeth and cried, "Brother Ting is seriously ill, it's just one thing that we don't have money to pay the rent, and the other is me Brother Ting can't be taken care of by himself at all, he needs more careful care, so, I beg you, I beg you, let me live here with Brother Ting, okay? If you don't want to see me, I will leave, I just beg you to let Brother Ting live in, I...will do anything..." Tears fell drop by drop, Yang Buhui didn't care whether the skirt was dirty or not, and just cried out one sentence at a time, looking pitiful It is unbearable to witness.

"Sister Buhui, you get up first." Zhang Wuji was the first to be moved. He put aside all doubts and rushed to help Yang Buhui. It was his fault. How could he doubt Aunt Ji's daughter Buhui?

Well, the little idiot was fooled, Song Qingshu covered his forehead with his hand and closed his eyes, as the saying goes, there must be a demon if something goes wrong, think about Yang Bu regretting Mo Shenggu, that little girl who wished to eat Mo Shenggu's flesh and blood, unexpectedly She would rather kneel down than let Yin Liting live in, heh~ sneered, who would believe that she had no conspiracy?It's just... where is the conspiracy?

"So...that's how it is, then..." I couldn't help but look at Song Qingshu again, even Mo Shenggu himself didn't know why he asked a junior for instructions.

"Huh?" Don't just kick the ball over casually, okay?But looking around, Yan, Uncle Xiao, Wuji, Mo Shenggu, and even the obedient Wang Baobao were all lying by the window and watching him, so Song Qingshu was proud, and his little vanity was most satisfied, "Then... …Give some more money to hire a caregiver for Uncle Six!”

Yang Buhui, if you want to play tricks, you have to see if the master will give you face. Who is Yin Liting?You don't care if you care about it, so let the person you care about win or lose with you?is it possible?so……

Get away, get away, wave your hands, Song Qingshu ignored the ashen-faced Yang Buhui, and hooked a lover into the house with one hand.