Chapter 909 My grandson ran away with his ability

Crack.

A sweeping leg swept over, and Song Zhicheng felt a numbness and then a lighter in his hand.

The board was kicked off.

Song Zhicheng: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The black girl whose eyes fell in front of Mrs. Song swallowed her saliva.

This girl's legs are so strong.

Nanshan stood in front of Song Ci and looked at Song Zhicheng vigilantly.

Song Zhicheng felt a little internally hurt. No, your eyes, would I, as a son, attack my own mother?

Song Ci was fine. She moved her body a little, looked at Song Lingjie's back and buttocks, and her eyes turned red. She turned her head to look at Song Zhicheng: "You bastard, did you pick up Jie'er from the ditch? What a big deal to do with such a ruthless hand?"

"No, mom, don't you know what good things he has done? He conspired with Zhao'er and secretly helped Zhao'er escape into the army." Song Zhicheng stamped his feet and said, "I asked him which direction the military camp he went to. He was dumb and said nothing. How could I not be angry?"

Jiang also wiped his tears and said, "Mother, it's been a few days now. If we don't chase people back, Zhao'er will really not be able to come back."

She is so sincere and sad.

Looking back now, no wonder Song Lingzhao's behavior was so abnormal that day. He came to ask for trouble early in the morning and kowtowed on his knees. It turned out that he had planned it for a long time, but he wanted to be unfilial, so he knelt down and said that he was so angry.

When Jiang thought of the scene, tears flowed even more happily, and he hated and was shocked. He didn't know where the dead boy was now, whether he was hungry or not, but he was in danger.

That boy had never left their side since he was born, but he suddenly flew away, and then he flew away before they could react.

Seeing Jiang's crying desolately, Song Zhicheng felt more and more angry and said, "Mom, please get out of here. If he doesn't say anything, I'll beat him until he says it. A bastard, if you don't hit the house and remove the tiles for three days, I think he wants to go to heaven."

When Song Ci was shouted, she came back from her shock and stopped following her words.

"How old is the child? If you beat him like this, your body will still grow well? I don't allow him to beat him. If you want to beat him, just beat me to death first."

Madam Gong: Here comes, the willful and arrogant inner taste is coming.

Song Zhicheng was speechless and said, "No, mom, please make some sense. Now is not the time to protect him, and he should not protect him. He has done something wrong. If he does something wrong, he must admit it, and even if he fights, he must stand firm."

"What's wrong? My grandson ran away with his ability. The two brothers planned this with their ability. It was because you adults didn't notice it. After a few days of missing, they realized that something was wrong. It was your parents' dereliction of duty. How could it be my grandson's fault?" Song Ci retorted: "You should reflect on why the children planned these things under your noses, and you geniuses you realized it?"

Song Zhicheng and Jiang's faces were a little hot.

Although they love their sons, is that a son? They are not as noble as their daughters, and they are all free-range.

Moreover, the two children have always made them extremely worry-free. They are almost at the age of getting engaged, so how can they ask about their well-being every day?

As a result, reality slapped them, and it hurts because they are so heartbroken.

"Come here, carry the third young master into the house and invite the doctor to come over to apply medicine. My good grandson, you have such a father, it's so hard to live with you." Song Ci looked at Song Lingjie's red pants and was frightened. How fierce this would be.

Song Lingjie was already a little dazed by being beaten, and grinned at Song Ci, his head drooped, and he fainted.
Chapter completed!