It means that the person didn't come back, or he didn't know the situation.
No way, Huang Dan had to call the housekeeper.
The housekeeper said, "Boss Dai has never come back, and there is no news."
Huang Dan frowned.
That woman has stayed in the town for so many years, and went to Yueshan not less often. Judging from her reaction at the time, she was very familiar with the way down the mountain. Her legs and feet were healthy, and she was not hurt anywhere. She ran very fast, and he came back. , why hasn't the other party been traced yet
The housekeeper said, "Master, I'm fine, I'll go out."
Huang Dan stopped people, "Housekeeper, where is Liu Zoutou? Has he been here?"
There was something strange on the butler's face, "No."
Huang Dan snorted, it seems that the man came, it was the old lady who refused to let in, and it was deliberately embarrassing.
The housekeeper left the room, went to the gate, and then went to the meditation room, "Old Madam, Liu Chutou is still at the gate."
Song Ping plucked the rosary, "Let him do it, love him for as long as he wants."
The housekeeper said, "Young master asked."
Song Ling's hand plucked the rosary for a while, and then continued, "Awang doesn't know what's going on. He didn't kiss anyone, but he kissed Liu Chu."
The housekeeper said, "Old madam, forget it. Some time ago, the young master went to take care of Liu Zoutou. It must have been his feelings at that time."
"This time, when the young master was in danger, it was Liu Zhaotou who rescued him. It is normal for him to intervene." The housekeeper added, "The young master is like his father. He is a very kind person and understands gratitude."
Song Ping closed his eyes and recited the scriptures.
At the entrance of Song Mansion, Liu Chu was holding a knife, leaning on the stone lion with his back, his long legs slanted on top of each other.
Si Mao couldn't see it, "What did the old lady think? If the boss hadn't tried desperately to find her, her precious grandson would have come back alive? If you don't invite the boss in, it's fine to serve him with good tea and water, but he still stops him. Don't let in, I really don't know what to do!"
The other catchers nodded yes.
"The Song family is a big family in the town, and the old lady doesn't take us people seriously."
"Although the old lady is not very good, Young Master Song is still a good person and deserves a visit."
"Yeah, I think he's with the boss..."
Liu Chu roared impatiently, "Do you have any? You have nothing to do, right? Go to the teaching field and run around!"
Si Mao patted his forehead, "Oh, Boss Dai hasn't found it yet, I have to find it quickly."
The other catchers immediately followed, "And me and me."
After the brothers had all left, the impatience on Liu Chu's face disappeared, and the anxiety and irritability that had been pressed down poured out, spreading out on his eyebrows and face.
He touched the stone lion's head and said to himself, "I haven't seen you for several days, I miss you."
In the afternoon, Juaner hurriedly ran out, facing the servants outside the door non-stop, the servants looked over, her face changed in shock, and she hurried to the meditation room.
Huang Dan fell into a coma.
Song Mansion is in chaos.
All the famous doctors in the town were invited to the house. They checked the pulse before the bed, and all shook their heads, saying that there was nothing wrong with Young Master Song, but they couldn't find the reason for the coma.
Song Ling asked the housekeeper to invite a foreign doctor.
Doctor Na Yang came for an examination and said that the patient's physical skills were very good.
But people just don't wake up.
There are a lot of people in and out of this mansion. It is inevitable that some people are not strict with their mouths and let the wind out, and some people peep in secret, deliberately fan the flames, and wait to watch the excitement.
The night was dark.
There were a few servants at the door of the room. They didn't chat, and they were on high alert. Suddenly they heard a sound, and they all asked vigilantly, "Who?"
There was another sound, and it was not far away, and several people searched for the sound and left.
The door was pushed open and closed again.
Liu Chu walked to the bed and looked at the young man with his eyes closed, "Song Wang?"
The youth did not respond.
Liu Chu put the knife on the edge of the bed, he sat down, and reached out to touch the young man's face, "Usually you don't let me touch it, it hurts, why don't you say it now?"
"If you don't say it again, I'll scratch you."
Liu Chu put his hand inside the young man's neckline and pressed his rough palm against his neck, "yǎng or not yǎng?"
The young man still did not respond.
"Eldest young master, didn't I tell you that you are not worried when you come back, so can't you let me take a breath?"
Liu Chu took the young man's hand and put it on his lips, and kissed him one by one. He lowered his head, his lips pressed against the young man's eyelids, and his voice was soft, "It's almost enough, don't sleep too long, I'll see you tomorrow."
Overnight, the sky changes.
Although the Song family is only a big family in the town, the house is built with extraordinary momentum. Between the gray tiles and white walls stands a high gate building, and the lintel of the gate building is meticulously carved.