There were some accidents during the exploration of the imperial tomb this time, and the Li family later voluntarily withdrew. Father Song, who was in his ancestral home, did not know what happened next. Although he was not anxious, he was still a little restless.

appearance.

"Grandpa, let me help you!"

Seeing Song Tianyou standing up with crutches, Song Ying hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and they quickly walked to the front yard of the ancestral house. At this time, Song Haoran had just led others in.

There was a habitual smile on Young Master Song's face - seeing Song Haoran's appearance, Song Tianyou, who knew his son better than his father, knew that not only was Song Haoran fine in this business, but he might have encountered something good.

"Back." Song Tianyou came to Song Haoran and reached out to pat his shoulder.

The clothes kicked up a lot of dust because of this shot.

"It's okay...is this?"

At this time, Song Tianyou obviously noticed Song Da and Song Er who were walking in behind Song Haoran. Not only that, there was also a woman in ancient clothes being carried by bodyguards on a stretcher.

"Let's talk after we go in." Song Haoran smiled slightly, "This may be the most thrilling adventure story I have told so far."

Song Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes at this moment and muttered: "I know Xiu... one day I won't fall into a fight and I'll kill you!"

Despite this, Song Ying's tense expression relaxed a lot, and Song Haoran smiled and pinched Song Ying's nose, which made Song Ying's hair explode on the spot.

"Stop making trouble, let's go in first, it's cold." Song Tianyou shook his head, shouted to stop the two fighting, and then walked into the ancestral house with the support of his fifth uncle.

Song Ying suddenly looked out the door, seemingly looking for something.

Song Haoran asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"

Song Ying subconsciously said: "Where is Luo Qiu? Why didn't he come back?"

"Luo Qiu?" Song Haoran was startled, looking out the door in confusion, and after a while he said: "Didn't he go back to his stepmother after getting off the plane? He said he would contact us after a while, have you forgotten?

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"That's not right..." Song Ying frowned, "Is that so... It seems like this happened. When did it happen..."

I can't remember some of it, it seems that I have, it seems that I haven't, but as soon as Song Haoran mentioned it, I had such a hazy impression in my mind.

"Are you stupid?" Young Master Song couldn't help but smile at this time and said: "Oh, there is a saying in China that is quite good. What is it called... When I think about it, I feel lovesick."

“Song Haoran—go to hell!!”
Chapter completed!