Song Ci was being playful here, while the second house was also in laughter and rrint, a scene of warmth.
"You are really reckless, how old are you, daring to jump into the river to save soone." Madam Jiang scolded Song Lingzhao while hitting him, but her tone didn’t show much anger or severity, just a hint of teasing.
Song Lingzhao grinned and said, "Mother, you know how skilled I am, not to ntion, I can swim, right? If I couldn’t fish that kid out, I would have learned martial arts for nothing all these years.
"But you can’t risk your life." Song Zhicheng said sternly from the side, "Song Xiao’er, you better rember, no matter where you play the hero in the future, you must rember, you still have your parents. If sothing happens to you, today’s Prince of Faith will be tomorrow’s your parents."
Song Lingzhao shrank his neck and weakly said, "Dad, could you not curse your son."
"Hmm?"
"I got it." Song Lingzhao imdiately straightened his expression.
Madam Jiang was not satisfied, glared at her husband, and said, "Look at you scolding the child, he’s just a kid, with just one heroic thought in his mind, how could he think so much, do you think he’s as smart as Jie’er?"
Song Lingzhao: "???"
Wait, is that a complint for , why does it sound a bit off?
It sounds more like a roundabout way of calling stupid!
Song Zhicheng awkwardly showed a flattering smile to his wife, "No, it’s just that I think his thoughts are simple, unable to think those convoluted sches, fearing he might be deceived in the future. It’s not like I was scolding him."
Song Lingjie curled his lips, what a lively family.
Madam Jiang snorted coldly and looked at Song Lingzhao again, "Your father may not express himself well, but his words are logical. Zhao’er, you should think more about us when you do things in the future. Once your parents are gone, you’ll be the one buying funeral water banners, so you need to live well!"
"Don’t I have a younger brother?"
"Song Lingzhao!"
"Brother!"
Seeing Madam Jiang’s reddened eyes, Song Lingzhao hurriedly made ands, saying, "Mother, don’t worry. I’ve asked a fortune teller to look into it, one who claims to be a demi-immortal, and he’s very accurate. He said, I’ll live to a ripe old age and I’m destined to be a Great General in the future."
Song Lingjie looked down; the latter part was probably added by you.
Old brother is getting more and more skilled at taking precautions.
"In short, rember this for your mother: a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, got it?"
"Got it."
"You better think this through, if you really get trashed, the family estate will all go to your brother, and you’ll get not even a copper coin, which is a big loss."
Song Lingzhao imdiately said, "I won’t let him have the family estate all to himself."
Song Lingjie couldn’t bear it anymore, saying, "Father, Mother, Brother, please stop bickering, we still need to tidy up and prepare. I estimate the Emperor’s Imperial Decree will co down soon."
Everyone was stunned.
Madam Jiang’s face showed a bit of joy, "Jie’er, are you saying the Emperor will really award an Imperial Decree?"
"Even if it’s not an Imperial Decree, it will be an Edict because so many people heard it back then, and the Emperor’s word is as good as gold, how can he go back on it?" Song Lingjie said with a smile.
Madam Jiang hugged Song Lingzhao and planted a kiss on his cheek, "Ah, my son has brought such honor, I’m so proud of him, I need to find a new outfit I’ve never worn and change into it. Qing Yang, all of you, co in and help ."
Song Lingzhao, blushing, touched his cheek, feeling quite embarrassed.
Suddenly, he sensed a wave of resentnt surrounding him. He looked over, and sure enough, his father’s gaze was unfriendly, as if wanting to eat him.
"Jie’er, brother has sothing to ask, let’s go back to the courtyard to talk." Song Lingzhao grabbed his brother’s hand and decisively made a quick escape.
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