After having dinner at Teacher Huang's house, Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao left after sitting for a while.

Song Yunwu has sent several WeChat messages, and she must be eager to know what Ximen Qing has gained from them.

As soon as they entered the Xiliang Demon Village, the Song family's uncle and nephew rushed over for the first time.

"How did you meet them?"

"You went to her house? What did you do?"

"I saw your Weibo, who is that fat man?"

"Has Huang Xiaoyu mentioned anything about that year?"

...

Song Yunwu crackled a series of questions, which was faster than a professional rapper.

Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao were forced by her to lean against the door frame and unable to move.

Ximen Qing stretched out her hand to hold Song Yunwu's chest and pushed her away: "Take it slowly, take it slow, don't worry, why do you think we want to go to their house? Isn't it just to inquire about you?"

Qin Yuyao also followed Yinghe: "Yes, yes."

"Will you be so kind?" Song Yunwu expressed suspicion. The Ximen love that had always been salted fish suddenly became positive, and it was suddenly unacceptable.

"Oh, it hurts your heart to say that," Ximenqing pretended to be sad, and took Song Yunwu's hand to her chest. "You touch it, can you feel my heart hurting? ?"

"I feel a ghost!" Song Yunwu quickly pulled her hand back, blushing, "Quickly come in, sit down and say."

"Row."

Ximen Qing and Song Yunwu entered the room and told them what they had seen before.

After hearing this, Song Shaoqing sat there, without speaking for a long time.

"Second Uncle? Are you okay?" Song Yunwu asked with concern.

Song Shaoqing recovered, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled: "Very well, knowing that they are doing so well, I am already very satisfied."

It doesn’t matter who Huang Xiaoyu liked back then, but now she and Yu Yibo have formed a family and have a very happy life, that’s enough. Song Shaoqing didn't want to disturb them.

"It's just that I didn't expect Yibo to be so fat like this," he suddenly said with emotion, "when he was in school, he was the muscle tyrant in our class."

"What kind of bully?" Ximen Qing asked.

"My muscle tyrant," Song Shaoqing said, "I am a student tyrant, and the two of us together are the tyrant in the class."

"Is there anyone who takes advantage of it?" Ximen Qing really served the junior high school students 15 years ago, so naive.

Qin Yuyao suddenly asked: "What do you think about him looking for Yu Xiaoting's husband as an alternate?"

"What do you think?" Song Shaoqing didn't understand.

Qin Yuyao said: "Don't you think it's too early?"

"Hey," Song Shaoqing said with a laugh, "It's not about getting married right away. Now there are few middle school and high school students who fall in love? How can it be bad to prepare in advance?"

Song Yunwu said: "Xiao Yuyao, your growth environment is different from ours, so your ideas will be somewhat different. In fact, girls in our circle can get married and have children when they grow up. Reading is just a hobby. Not much, unless it is a profession that has made great contributions to society, such as medicine, law, or scientific research, they will be supported for further education."

"Uh...you rich people really know how to play." Qin Yuyao, who was taught that going to university is the only way out since childhood, only felt some brain pain, and there was even an electric arc on her forehead.

Song Shaoqing also understood, and explained to Qin Yuyao: "You don't have to comprehend it forcibly. Everyone has their own ways of living, but they stand in different positions, so their thoughts and practices will be different. They go to college, postgraduate entrance examinations, work and then get married. This road is very common and there is nothing wrong with it. We only pay attention to other places because we make too much money and don't need to consider firewood, rice, oil and salt."

Ximen Qing added at this time: "In short, you can do whatever you want with money."

"All right," Qin Yuyao's head is still charging, "I don't understand anymore, and I don't want to understand, do whatever you like."

She is almost derailed from ordinary people now. Not to mention that Xiaoguai and Jin Huiyuan's huge sum of billions of money, just to say that her eight-evil-level ability is destined to never return to ordinary people's lives.

"I'm still going to draw my comics." Qin Yuyao felt that only when she looked at the comments of her fans across the Internet, she could still find some sense of being a "human".

Seeing Qin Yuyao going upstairs, the three people in the living room looked at each other.

Ximen Qing shrugged: "Let her go, this process will be a matter of time, and she can only rely on her to slowly adjust her mentality."

There are a lot of evolvers who suddenly gain power and become out of balance like nouveau riche, and many of them are crazy. Ximen Qing, Song Yunwu and the others are naturally very clear as the people who came over, so they have been taking care of Qin Yuyao very carefully.

But there are some things they can't help, so they can only pay attention to them silently.

Song Shaoqing got up and said goodbye. Naturally, he would not live in Xiliang Yaozhuang, but booked the highest-class suite of the International Hotel.

He is not ready to leave Xiakong City for the time being. Although he said that he was satisfied after seeing his daughter and Huang Xiaoyu before, everyone is like this, there are two.

He is still thinking about doing two last things. One is to find a chance to say a word with his daughter, even if it is a word, he will be very satisfied.

Second, I have to go and see what kind of person the alternate son-in-law is like. Although he supports Yu Yibo's approach, he is still a little persistent as a father.

"Hey, brother," Song Shaoqing called his brother Song Hanlin, "I want to ask you something, can you invest in the game industry? I am very optimistic about a company called Wild Monster in Xiakong City. Intend to cooperate in a wave."

The Wild Demon Company was told by Ximen Qing~lightnovelpub.net~ Yu Yibo has a general understanding of each tenant's situation and talked about it during dinner.

Song Hanlin replied indifferently: "You can play if you want, is 1 billion enough?"

"It's almost done, I'll ask you if it's not enough." Song Shaoqing smiled.

His elder brother is much older than him. He was brought up by Song Hanlin when he was young, and the brothers have a very deep relationship. Reunited after 15 years, instead of diluting this relationship, it made their brotherhood closer.

So he really didn't feel distressed at all when he spent Song Hanlin's money. Anyway, what he spent hasn't been earned as fast as others.

In Xiliang Demon Village, only Ximen Qing and Song Yunwu were left in the living room.

Ximen Qing said: "The chartered wife, so you are not going to tell him that your daughter was possessed by the eight evil spirits?"

Song Yunwu said: "It doesn't make any sense to say it. Her fetus has no personality at all, and Yu Xiaoting doesn't have any memories of the eight evils. She is my second uncle's biological daughter. There is no doubt about this."