After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

This explanation made Li Wenyan's brows slightly stretch.

At this moment, his cell phone rang again.

When Li Wenyan went out to answer the phone, Li Yuaner came to the master bedroom.

When she saw her mother who was doing makeup, she waited obediently.

Seeing that her daughter was in a very good mood, Ouyang Qian laughed and joked: "Is it so happy not to have dinner at home?"

"It's not because of this." Thinking that Tang Li would marry a violent man, she felt happy: "The wicked have their own troubles, and Uncle Xia's son has mental problems. In the future, the illegitimate daughter will marry and she will suffer. !"

Ouyang Qian slapped the powder box on the dressing table.

"..." Li Yuan'er was silent.

"Who told you that your Uncle Xia's son has mental problems?"

Just as Li Yuaner was about to refute, Ouyang Qian warned her again: "I don't want to hear this kind of falsehood from your mouth a second time!"

Hearing this, Li Yuan'er's eyes turned red.

Seeing her daughter's aggrieved face, Ouyang Qian sighed, stood up and stroked her daughter's cheek, her tone softened: "You are the lady of the Li family, you should have your own mind and tolerance, there is no need to forget yourself for fighting with cats and dogs. identity of."

"As for cats and dogs." Ouyang Qian's eyes were slow and firm: "Of course she will have her own place."

...

Tang Libi, Li Wenyan and the others went to the Xia family first.

The maid was already at the door.

Without waiting for Jiang Yuan to explain, she had already pushed the door and got out of the car.

As soon as he stood still, he felt a sharp pain in his waist.

"Are you alright?" the maid asked anxiously.

"It's fine." Tang Li shook his head, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of rustling bushes not far away.

Then, a small figure sprang out of the bushes.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

The servant has a headache: "Since the second master of the Song family and the old lady Song moved next door, the inspector Xia and his wife of my family have been beaten by his toy gun, you can take more care, I will take you to wipe the skirt. wipe."

"This kid is so skinny, he's only six or seven years old, and he was lying on a tree with a fishing rod a few days ago. Our inspector went to work, passed under the tree, and the headband was hung up by the hook. The servant said while leading Tang Li inside, and pointed out to her the big locust tree on the side of the road: "I don't know how he climbed it. The two families live next door, and they will meet each other during the festivals. Send something, our inspector can't get angry with a half-year-old child, even if we don't care about the neighbors, we have to give face to Finance Minister Song."

"Chairman Song?" Tang Li asked.

Afraid that Tang Li would feel unhappy after being smashed, the servant said almost everything: "It's Minister Song Boyan Song of the Ministry of Finance. That child is the younger brother of Minister Song."

When Tang Li came to Xia's house in the previous life, he didn't make such a scene.

Therefore, she did not know that the Song family was next to the Xia family.

"However, Finance Minister Song lives alone, and only comes back two or three times a week."

Walking into the Xia family's villa, the servant bent down and put a pair of slippers at Tang Li's feet: "The wife and the inspector are still upstairs. I'll take you to the bathroom first, and then go upstairs to tell my wife that the guests are here."

bathroom.

After the servant left, Tang Li closed the door.

Standing in front of the wash basin, she dampened the corner of the towel with water and wiped the mud stains from the waist of her skirt.

Suddenly, sensing his gaze, Tang Li turned his head to look back.

Through the half-opened window of the bathroom, she saw a child lying on the window sill of the villa opposite.

Compared with the hurried glance in front of the bushes, Tang Li could see the other person's appearance clearly at this moment. Maybe he was tired from playing. The child's sweat-soaked hair was a little messy, and the pink apple face was flushed. A piece of beef jerky, nibbling at her curiously.

Four shifts~