Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Chapter 1207: Fortunately, Song Tong is one of the best

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Song Fu's meaning was so obvious that Song Tong couldn't understand it. He was stunned and suddenly held the tea cup tightly with both hands. For a moment, he was so confused that he didn't know what to say.

"I know that the Bai family has only been around for less than a year. It is really inappropriate to say such words to you at this time. It may even hurt your heart, but..." Song Fu looked at Song Tong's appearance and explained hurriedly. , even though he felt that these words would definitely hurt Song Tong's heart, but in the end he still said it with all his heart, "But Tong'er, a living person can't be trapped for the rest of his life by the dead, don't you think so? And at Ke'er's age , It’s really shameful not to have a mother in the family. I think Ji Xiang really feels sorry for Ke’er, and Ke’er is also kissing her. I’m afraid you won’t be able to find a better girl than that girl in the future, Tong’er, you Don’t be confused.”

"Dad, please don't worry about this..." Song Tong's heart was half heavy and half upset. He had been avoiding things that he didn't want to think about. Now that Song Fu was talking about it like this, he was inevitably a little embarrassed. "I don't want to think too much now..."

"It's okay not to think about it now, but you can't think about it all the time," Song Fu couldn't help but sigh again, "Tong'er, I don't know what you think about Jixiang. I think that girl has you in her heart, otherwise her mother would have passed away. , She can obviously return to the Queen, why can’t she enjoy the wealth and glory? Why should she follow us in a desolate place like Qinghai? Tong’er, you can’t ignore that girl’s kindness and kindness.”

After a pause, Song Fu seemed to feel that his words were too strong, and then added: "Tong'er, I'm not forcing you, I just want you to think about it, where can you find a child as good as Ji Xiang? ? Now that Jixiang’s mother has passed away, the child will have to stay filial piety for her mother for three years. These three years may seem long, but they are just a blink of an eye. You can’t be vague. "

"Tong'er, did you hear that?" Seeing that Song Tong kept his head down and said nothing, Song Fu became anxious.

After a long silence, Song Tong nodded and said, "Dad, don't worry, I know what's going on."

Song Fu wanted to say something else, but it was hard to say it anymore. He knew that a melon that was too strong was not sweet, so after saying it this time, he would never say it a second time. Fortunately, Song Tong was a good person. of.

"Okay, you go back to your room, I want to rest." After saying this, Song Fu started to drive people away.

"Yes, the son resigned."

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Song Tong came out of the room and bumped into Ji Xiang, who was holding an incense burner.

"What's wrong with this?" Song Tong looked at the exquisite three-legged incense burner in her hand, "What are you doing with this incense burner?"

"Dad said yesterday that there was a smell in the house. Today I looked for an incense burner in the warehouse and planned to send it to Daddy's room," Jixiang explained while asking Song Tong, "I have prepared sandalwood and incense burner here. Mumixiang, brother, which one do you think is better?”

This time Song Tong was stunned by the question. He scratched his head and shook his head in embarrassment: "I really don't know what kind of fragrance Daddy likes."

"And your son is like this?" Jixiang sneered, holding the incense burner and walking inside. After taking a few steps, he listened to her again, "Daddy likes sandalwood."

"Yes, I have written it down." Song Tong said with a smile. Seeing Ji Xiang lift the curtain and enter the bedroom, he breathed out softly, leaned against a pillar, and stared at the half-moon in the sky in trance.

It had been many years since he had been so relaxed. He felt at ease inside and out. For a person who was used to being busy under the stars and the moon, this seemed to be the first time he was so leisurely in this summer night at the end of June.

"Why are you still here?" Jixiang came out of Song Fu's room and was surprised to see Song Tong still there, "Why don't you go back to the backyard to rest?"

"Waiting to help you wash two dishes." Song Tong said to Jixiang with a smile.