Chapter 1208: Fortunately, Song Tong is one of the best

Song Fu's meaning is so obvious. Where can Song Tong not understand? Both hands clenched the teacup to death, and for a while, the messy heart didn't know what to say.
"I know that Baishi hasn't been in the market for less than a year. It's inappropriate to say such things to you at this time. Maybe it's still piercing your heart, but ..." Song Fu looked at Song Tong. Busy to explain. Rao felt that it would stab Song Tong's heart, but in the end he said it with a hard heart, "But Tonger. Living people can't keep their lives alive because of dead people, do you mean? And at such a young age, It ’s ridiculous to have no mother-in-law at home. I think auspiciousness really hurts her. But she also kisses her. In the future, you're afraid that you won't find a girl better than that girl, Tonger. You can Don't be confused. "
"Dad. Don't worry about this ..." Song Tong was half heavy and upset. He had been avoiding things he didn't want to think about, and Song Fu was so spread out to say. He was inevitably a little embarrassed. "I don't want to think too much now ..."
"It's okay now. But you can't keep thinking," Song Fu couldn't help but sighed again. "Tonger. I don't know what you think of auspiciousness, I think that girl has you in her heart, otherwise her mother would go away , She can obviously return to the queen's wife, what riches and glory can't enjoy? Why does she follow our desolate place like Qinghai? Tonger, you can't be invisible as the kindness and kindness of that girl. "
After a pause, Song Fu seemed to feel that his words were too hard, and then added: "Tonger, I'm not forcing you, just to let you think about it, where are the good-for-nothing children?" Now that the auspicious mother died of illness, that child has to give her mother three years of filial piety, and these three years have been long-sighted, but it is also a blink of an eye. You can't be vague. "
"Tonger, did you hear that?" Seeing Song Tong kept his head down and not talking, Song Fu was anxious.
Silent for a long while, Song Tong nodded, and said, "Dad, rest assured, I have something in mind."
What else does Song Fu want to say? In the end, it ’s not good to say, the strong twisted melon is not sweet. He knows this, so if he said this time, he would never say the second time. Fortunately, Song Tong is well-known. of.
"Okay, you go back to the room, I want to rest." After that, Song Fu started to rush people.
"Yes, that son retired."
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Song Tong came out of the room and bumped into the auspiciousness holding the incense burner.
"What's wrong?" Song Tong looked at the delicate three-legged incense burner in her hand. "What is this incense burner for?"
"Dad said yesterday that there was a smell in the room. I searched for an incense burner in the storeroom today and planned to send it to Daddy's room," Jixiang explained, and asked Song Tong, "I prepared sandalwood and Mu Mi Xiang, what do you say is better, brother? "
Song Tong could be knocked down now, he scratched his head and shook his head a little awkwardly: "I really don't know what fragrance my father likes."
"And your son who did this?" Jixiang said with a smile, walking inward while holding the incense burner, took a few steps, and listened to her again, "Daddy likes sandalwood."
"Yes, I wrote it down." Song Tonghan laughed, watching Jixiang carrying the curtain into the dormitory. He exhaled softly, leaning against a corridor, staring at the half moon in the sky.
He hasn't been so relaxed for many years. He feels comfortable and comfortable from the inside out. It seems that this is the first time that people who have been used to wearing stars and moons are dazed on the summer night at the end of June.
"Why are you still here?" Jixiang came out of Song Fufang, watching Song Tong still in place, and was shocked. "Why not go back to the backyard to rest?"
"Waiting to help you wash two bowls." Song Tong said to Jixiang with a smile.