"Huh?" When Jin saw his son's appearance, he knew that he had something to say. No one knew his son better than his mother. Why? Didn't she know Song Jiangming's temperament?

"Mother, I..."

Song Mingjiang didn't know how to open this speech.

"Tell me, my mother is listening."

Jin smiled, and gently plucked the Buddhist beads in his hand one by one.

"Mother," Song Mingjiang opened his mouth, and then he remembered something and took out something from his body, "Mother, look."

"Huh, this is it?"

Jin quickly took it from his son, "This is a good agarwood bracelet, and it is so good in color. Where did it come from?"

"Mother, it was Master Yunchen who once brought it..." His voice stopped, and that was to say, "Later he came to his son's hands."

"Amitabha, my son really has the Buddha's fate."

Jin chanted the Buddha's name and brought the bracelet to his wrist. The bracelet had a faint fragrance and was carried on his wrist. He immediately felt that he was in great spirits.

This is all led by the monks, and it is also blessed to open the glory, so that you can keep your peace.

"Does my mother like it?"

Song Mingjiang asked Jin, but when he saw that Jin could not put it down, he knew that she must have liked her.

"I like it, my son is intent." Jin smiled, then closed his eyes and gently plucked the agarwood bracelet in his hand.

"Mother, my son likes a woman."

"Yeah..." Jin replied softly.

"Son wants to marry her."

Then he did not get Jin's answer, and when he looked up, he heard Jin's whimpering sound.

She fell asleep...

When Song Mingjiang saw that Jin was asleep, his strength became lighter.

He thought this matter would be mentioned again another day, and his mother would definitely like A Ning, just like this bracelet, his eyes moved to the bracelet that was carried by Jin Shi on his wrist.

This is what A Ning handed over to him and asked him to give it to his mother.

How could his mother not like A Ning, who is so good and so filial?

Song Mingjiang would still buy some gadgets for Shen Qingci when he had time. When the two sat together, Song Mingjiang knew that Shen Qing liked to listen to some strange things, so he told her that the stories he had heard were all about. Every time at this time, he could show that Shen Qingci had always been calm and brighter, and he became much more agile.

"Girl, our eldest aunt is back," said the girl on the side, who came in from outside.

"Hey, sister is back?"

Shen Qingci stood up, and it was unexpected. Why did Shen Qingrong come back at this time? It was still so sudden? It had never mentioned it to her.

"Brother Mingjiang, I'll go see my elder sister."

"Okay," Song Mingjiang also stood up quickly and also looked at Shen Qingci with a slight hurdle.

Shen Qingci left with the maid. Sure enough, he saw Shen Qingrong sitting in his previous yard, and he was still nostalgic for every tree and grass here.

“It hasn’t changed at all here.”

"It hasn't changed," Shen Qingci walked over, just like when he was a child, he had to squeeze into Shen Qingrong's arms, but she is now a big girl, not a little girl from the past.

"Sister is a little older again. I think it was still mediocre and hard at the beginning."

Shen Qingrong patted her head helplessly, "Are you talking nonsense again?" Her face turned slightly red, but it might be because of the fourth son. Her face became thicker as well.

"Sister, why are you here today?"
Chapter completed!