The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Song Yan had been at Mo's house before, even though Mo Lin didn't want to marry her at all, even if she didn't want to take a look at her, she could still do it to Mo's people. Seriously, he couldn't resist this.

Song Yan's face was changed by Song Yu. It was a little ugly.

“This is my house, and I can't come back?” Song Yan looked at Song Yu unhappily and said coldly.

“Oh, your home? How come I didn't see you treating this place like a home? Didn't you take Maureen's son with you all these years and live in Maureen's house as Lady Maureen? How many times did your parents call you back? Oh, let's see, 'My son and husband are here, how can I go back', is that what you said?” Crouching people who don't, Song Yan's trick is not in his eyes at all.

“Song Yu, don't be arrogant.” Song Yan looked angrily at Song Yu and said angrily.

“Oh, I'm arrogant? Who's arrogant, a woman, pointing a finger at what's going on at home, why? Aren't you arrogant?” Song Yu would have liked this sister of his, but after this person left four years ago and came back, the whole person changed and his heart became bigger.

Looking at her like that, not only against the Song family, I'm afraid even the Mo family won't let her go, but now the Mo family doesn't know if they have changed their last name.

“Young master can live, I am also Song, why can't you fight, or are you afraid?” Song Yan looks at Song Yu and wants to provoke himself? We need to see if he can do this.

Song Yu looked at Song Yan as he deserved and couldn't help laughing sarcastically.

Song Yu's smile is simply ironic for Song Yu.

“Song Yan, do you think the Songs belong to you with the help of those people behind you? Don't look too high on yourself, and don't look too high on those behind you.” Those old Songs aren't so foolish.

They may have greed and desire, but they are absolutely loyal to the Songs.

For Song Yan's luring wolf into the room, although the old guy was obviously happy, it was good for her, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

“Are you jealous? ”

“Ha ha, jealous? You mean jealous of you? I haven't lost my mind. Besides, what makes me jealous like that? A woman who's been exploited and still complacent, jealous of you? I haven't lost my mind yet.” Song Yu's poisonous tongue is not at all vague, especially when faced with people he doesn't like.

“You…”

“I'm not interested in continuing to pull the crap out of you here. You're on your own.” Song Yu finished and turned towards his yard.

Song Yanyin looked harshly at Song Yu's back leaving, with a strong hatred on his face, damn Song Yu, sooner or later she would let him know what had happened to him.

After Song Yu returned to his yard, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly. It seems that Song Yan really didn't doubt his kindness this time back.

If you want to deal with the Songs, you have to see if he agrees or disagrees.

“Young Master...”

“You stay here and I'll see my ancestors.” Song Yu thought about it and decided to tell his elders about it.

“Yes.”

Song Yu came to the most remote courtyard and stood at the door and bowed down: “Song Yu asked to see his ancestors. ”

“Come in.” There was a very old voice in the yard.

As the sound sounded, the door opened from the inside, standing in front of two 40-50 year old middle-aged men.

“Young Master, please. ”

“Thank you.”

He never underestimated the people in this yard.

“Song Yu met his ancestors. ”

“What are you doing here? ”

Song Yu told his ancestors about Song Yan. After listening, the other side fell into silence for such a brief moment.

“This matter is in your sole discretion. As for the others, I will inform you that if Song Yan really did something to harm the Song family, you can kill them.” The old man sitting on the futon with his back to Song Yu's tray leg said.

“Yes, Ancestor. ”