Villain [Rebirth]

Song Mingchang was once again driven out of the yard by Xia Mian, and set foot on the mountain road alone. On the way, he happened to meet Song Qi and a few flying dragons hunting in the forest.

"Is the meat sent by the village not enough for them to eat?" Song Mingchang hurried forward to talk.

Song Qi didn't expect to meet his father, subconsciously frowned, didn't turn around, only turned his back to Song Mingchang, and said lightly: "There is no need to send meat, they hunt much faster than humans."

"They hunt, and you have to take care of them." Song Mingchang wanted to get close to his son.

Song Qi's attitude was still cold, ignoring this cheap flattery at all.

Song Mingchang didn't dare to put on his father's airs, he still said cautiously: "Why did you bring these pigs out today?"

"Go and ask Young Master Jiang." Song Qi didn't want to talk to him.

A moment of silence.

Song Mingchang showed a worried look: "Ah Qi, Dad misunderstood you before, what do you want to do to calm down, can you tell Dad? Just leave it like this, who can feel better?"

Song Qi laughed angrily.

Finally turned around and looked at Song Mingchang coldly: "Sect Master Song is having a hard time?"

Song Mingchang had just been kicked out by Xia Mian. At this moment, he couldn't hold back his resentment. He frowned and said, "What do you think? Your mother saw me as if she saw a stranger. The son I worked so hard to raise regarded me as an enemy, and I became a loner." I don’t know how to do it, so you are willing to forgive me!”

"A son who has worked hard to raise?" Song Qi looked at him expressionlessly: "Is it hard for you to treat me like air? In the past eight years, since you told me that my mother passed away, you have been deliberately avoiding me ,Yes or no?"

Song Mingchang sighed: "Ah Qi, you have grown up, and you know what happened. That illusion tortured me for eight years. During those years, every time I saw you, I thought of your mother, and my heart was like a knife. !"

"So you let Shao appear in front of you?"

Song Qi stared at Song Mingchang blankly: "I don't know anything, Dad? Can I still call you that? You are already dozens of years old. Without your mother and me, you still have other choices. How about you?" With the support of countless brothers, friends and disciples.

and I?At the age of eight, when he opened his eyes suddenly, his mother was gone, and he had a stepmother in just a few months, and a younger brother a year later.

You blended into that strange new home, as if nothing happened, only I became redundant, suddenly pulled out of your mother's arms by you, and thrown into an empty wilderness.I have always been isolated from your family of three, waiting for you to think of me and take a good look at me. Every time I finally wait, it is your more disgusting misunderstanding and tolerance.

I know, for the sake of your past love, every time your stepmother's bedtime troubles failed to make you punish me and tolerate me to fend for myself, is this the way you worked hard to raise me? "

Song Mingchang's eyes were red, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...you never talked about this with dad before! You have a grievance, why don't you..."

"Why do you wrong me!" Song Qi roared suddenly: "Mother disappeared overnight, who is suffering the most, don't you know? At that time, even I knew that Daddy must be very sad.

I endured sadness, fear and despair, and never cried in front of you once. I hid in the quilt every night and muffled my crying. During the day, I still changed ways to please you so that you would drink less.You were deceived by the illusion, and you couldn't find out the reason, but everyone was comforting you, what about me?Do I deserve to be full of grievances and your abandonment! "

"When did dad ever abandon you?" Song Mingchang said in a panic, "how is your life worse than before? It's not dad who drove you away when you ran away from home!"

"Which point is worse than before?" Song Qi smiled angrily: "For you, raising a child is to let people water and fertilize a little every day, is it enough? Then what are you complaining about now? No Without my mother, without me, you didn't lose a sip of meat and a sip of wine. Go back to your Longyin Villa to eat and drink. I didn't find someone like a stepmother to try to slander and assassinate you all day long. You should be better than me. I'm fine."

Having said that, Song Mingchang had a little understanding of the reason for his son's grief and anger, but from his standpoint, all of this was just the result of the lack of communication between the two parties.

He could imagine Song Qi's pain, but it was like seeing a traveler in the wind and snow through a solid barrier, and he couldn't feel the real pain after all. Song Mingchang still thought his son was too heartless.

"It's all father's fault, isn't it? Father knows he's wrong." Song Mingchang pleaded: "Give father another chance and bring your mother back."

Song Qi gave a wry smile, and looked at Song Mingchang in despair: "Song Zong mainly knew that he was wrong, so he should know that we can't go back."

The eight-headed dragon photo didn't look easy, and it was hard for these troublemakers to go back to the cave to rest. It was already evening when Song Qi returned to the yard.

The roof was dyed golden by the setting sun, Xia Mian and the maid were sitting in the yard chatting and laughing.

Just seeing such a scene is enough to dispel all fatigue.

"Mother~" Song Qi jumped to the stone table, sat beside Xia Mian, and rubbed her mother's shoulder.

"Oh, look! Your new shoes are worn out again. How difficult are those dragons? If not, let the elders figure out their own way!" Xia Mian wiped her son's sweat distressedly: "Let's leave them alone, huh?"

"It's okay, it's just that these shoes are not strong." Song Qi was very happy, and he was actually very happy to stay with Long every day, and he was even happier when he came back to see his mother.

"Little liar!" Xia Mian nodded her son's little nose: "Mother knows that you have liked these flying dragons since you were a child, so you have to pay attention to your own bones to see how thin you have become!"

Just as Song Qi was about to reply, he heard a girl's voice from outside the door: "Young Master Jiang is here!"

"Why is Jiang here?" Song Qi immediately straightened up, straightened his temples, straightened his clothes, put one hand on the stone table, and posed in a chic posture.

Xia Mian watched his son's actions with a pair of fox-like eyes, and doubts grew in his heart, but he didn't show any traces, and stood up to greet the guests with a smile.

"Auntie." Jiang Cifeng walked into the yard and bowed to Xia Mian in salute: "Why do you need to work late?"

"No." Xia Mian called Jiang Cifeng into the room: "I just invite you to eat a meal I cooked myself, thank you for taking care of Ah Qi, Young Master Jiang has everything, I can't think of other thanks Fazi, I hope you don't dislike him."

"Auntie is serious." Jiang Cifeng saw Song Qi approaching from the corner of his eye, he was in a bad mood, and he didn't know what kind of food Xia Mian had cooked, and there was already a faint bitter taste of garlic in his throat.

"Mother is thoughtful!" Song Qi grabbed Jiang Cifeng's wrist and pulled him into the room: "Come and eat, after this meal, forget about the half of Longyin Mountain~"

Jiang Cifeng held Song Qi's paw with his backhand, and whispered ferociously: "Who says it's up to you? You mother and son want to kill me together?"

Xia Mian didn't hear what the two boys were saying, turned around and saw Jiang Cifeng holding his son's hand tightly, staring at his son's face with a pair of sharp phoenix eyes.

The rumors are indeed somewhat believable.

Xia Mian was a little nervous, seducing a man was easier for her than eating and walking, but it would be different if it was a son.

In this regard, her son is not like her own. He was stupid when he was a child, and he can't see any improvement now.

It's not that he is very satisfied with Jiang's kid, Xia Mian is worried that his stupid son has already taken a fancy to Jiang Cifeng.

It would be a big loss to go on like this, so she wanted to see if Jiang Cifeng had any signs of that, if not, she had to pull her son out of the quagmire immediately.

The three of them sat down in the hall, and the maids brought the delicacies warmed by the small fire to the table one after another.

"I was talking about this with Ping'er before Aqi came back." Xia Mian brought up the topic: "You guys said it was funny, but later that girl Song Yu came to ask me if Aqi really made a baby with Young Master Jiang relative."

As soon as the words fell, Young Master Jiang, who was eating food, stopped his chopsticks, his ears turned red, his brows were tightly frowned, and he glanced at the little fat man of the Song family with Ruifeng eyes.

This doesn't look like an attitude.

Xia Mian was staring at Jiang Cifeng's reaction carefully, when he was interrupted by his laughing son.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!" Song Qi laughed until his stomach ached, looked at his mother and said, "Several people came to ask me a few days ago hahahaha, what did they think?"

Xia Mian said: "The girl also said that you used to be Young Master Jiang's bride? Is that true?"

"Hahahahahaha..." Song Qi turned to look at Jiang Cifeng sympathetically, "No way! Everyone is... um!"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qi was gagged by Jiang Cifeng's arms around his head.

Xia Mian's eyes lit up, and she looked at Jiang Cifeng curiously: "Why did you run away with the Demon King?"

"Hmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Song Qi, who was gagged by Young Master Jiang, still opened his eyes wide, trying to tell his mother interesting stories about his childhood.

Xia Mian turned her eyes and complained: "What secret, can't you let your aunt know?"

Jiang Cifeng looked coldly at his aunt who was hiding a smirk, and said in a low voice, "It was just a joke when I was young."

Xia Mian asked suspiciously: "Could it be that Ah Qi made Young Master Jiang embarrassing? Ha! Tell Auntie quickly!"

"Say it, will Auntie teach your son a lesson for me?"

"Of course not, Auntie will laugh at you, young master, with Ah Qi, hahahaha!"

The bad aunt Xia Mian didn't want to hide her sinful soul at all: "Ai ai ai! Don't be angry, Young Master Jiang, take it easy! Ah Qi is going to be strangled by you!"