A nest of live treasures

Song Ci was playing tricks here, and the second room was also laughing and beating, which was very warm.

"You are so bold and reckless. How old are you? You dare to jump into the river to save people." Jiang scolded Song Lingzhao while pounding, but there was not much anger or sternness in his tone, but he was just angry and angry.

Song Lingzhao smiled and said, "Mom, you don't know how good I am. Besides, am I good at swimming? I can't catch that kid, I've been learning martial arts for vain all these years.

"You can't take risks with yourself." Song Zhicheng said with a stern face, "Song Xiaoer, remember it for me. No matter where you are in the future, you must remember that you still have your parents. If you have something, today's King of Xin will be your parents tomorrow."

Song Lingzhao's neck shrank and said weakly: "Dad, can you stop cursing your son?"

"Um?"

"I understand." Song Lingzhao immediately corrected his expression.

Jiang stopped resigning, glared at his husband and said, "Look at what your fierce child is doing. He is just a child, and he only has a heroic idea in his heart. How could he think so much? Do you think he is so smart?"

Song Lingzhao: "???"

No, is this praising me? Why do you think the direction is a bit wrong?

It’s more like turning a corner and scolding me for being stupid!

Song Zhicheng was embarrassed and smiled flatteringly at his wife: "No, I just think he has a simple idea and can't be so curved. Are you afraid that he will be deceived in the future? It's not a place that hurts him."

Song Lingjie curled his lips and was a family member of Huobao.

Jiang snorted coldly, and looked at Song Lingzhao again and said, "Your father can't speak, but his words are rough and not rough. Zhao'er, you should think more about us in the future. It will depend on you for the carriage of this banner to buy water for a hundred years, so you have to live well!"

"Isn't there any brother?"

"Song Lingzhao!"

"elder brother!"

Song Lingzhao saw Jiang's eyes red, and quickly made up for it, saying, "Mom, don't worry, I've seen it with a fortune teller. He is a Taoist priest known as a half-immortal, so accurate. He said, I am a hundred-year-old master, and I will become a great general in the future."

Song Lingjie lowered his eyes, and the sentence you added to the latter by yourself.

My brother is getting more and more familiar with the prevention.

"Anyway, just remember one thing for me, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, do you hear it?"

"Um."

"You have to think about it. If you really get a slap, your family property will belong to your brother in the future. You don't have a single copper coin, thanks."

Song Lingzhao immediately said: "I will definitely not let him occupy his property."

Song Lingjie couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Dad, mother, brother, don't be poor here. You have to prepare some things. I guess the emperor's imperial edict will come down soon."

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang's face was a little happy and said, "Well, Jie'er, do you mean that the emperor really knows how to reward my imperial edict?"

"Even if there is no imperial edict, there will be imperial edicts. After all, so many people listened at that time. The emperor's mouth was golden mouth, so how could he regret it?" Song Lingjie said with a smile.

Jiang immediately hugged Song Lingzhao and sipped it with a scent: "Oh, then my son is going to give me a face. It's so good for my mother. I have to find a new dress I have never worn before. Qingyang, you all come in to help me."

Song Lingzhao's face turned red and touched her face, wondering she was embarrassed.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of resentment surrounding him. He looked over and said, sure enough, my father had a bad look and wanted to eat people.

"Brother Jie, I have something to ask for advice. Let's go back to the hospital and say." Song Lingzhao took his younger brother's hand and decisively applied oil to the soles of his feet.
Chapter completed!