Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"When did it happen?"

"I went to the company to deliver dinner to him at noon. I just ran into him. Do you think these two are bitches? Damn it!"

Song Nan accompanied song Jiujiu to severely scold and curse Fu Siyuan and Zhou Shan.

"Well, anyway, if you really take Fu Siyuan home, grandpa may not like it. It's good to break up. Our nine children must be the dragon of the people to deserve it. Fu Siyuan doesn't deserve our nine children at all. If you divide it, you'll divide it. Don't want to go home. I'll get drunk with you."

"Well, it's better to be my sister."

"Don't doubt if I'm my own?"

"This still use doubt?" Song Jiujiu turned a white eye. The smile on Song Nan's face didn't spread in time, but she said again, "it's not my own."

Song Nan's face was stiff, and she slapped song Jiujiu's head again, "heartless thing! Go home!"

The sisters returned to their residential area and took the elevator upstairs. As soon as they got out of the elevator, something hit them face to face.

"You vicious woman, if my son breaks his root, I'll fight with you!"

It was Fu Siyuan's mother. In the afternoon, she received a notice from the hospital that her son lived in the hospital. When she arrived at the hospital, she knew that her son was kicked and injured. When asked, it was song Jiujiu.

Mother Fu led a group of seven aunts and eight aunts to song Jiujiu's residence. As soon as they got out of the elevator, they waved things to them.

Song Nan protected song Jiujiu with her body, but she was beaten black and blue, and several clumps of her hair were pulled off.

Finally, if song Jiujiu didn't know where to get a spring knife, otherwise the beating would not end.

Song Nan called the police. Soon the police came and took everyone back to the police station for questioning.

In order to protect herself from being hurt like this, song Jiujiu felt very remorseful and called his grandfather thousands of miles away.

It was early in the morning after the police took the statement.

Looking at the original so beautiful sister, her face is hurt at the moment. Song Jiujiu's heart can't express his guilt, "sister, I'm sorry."

Song Nan smiled, raised her arm and hugged her shoulder. "You're right. My sister thinks you're light when you hit Fu Siyuan. If it's me, I'll cut his stuff with a pair of scissors to see what he can take to please women in the future." she said with her hands in the shape of scissors and matched it with force.

"Poof -"

Song didn't expect her sister to say so for a long time. At the same time, tears came out again, "sister."

Song Jiujiu held Song Nan and buried her face on her shoulder, like withered grass, "I'll never make a boyfriend again."

"You can't deny all the good men in the world just because you meet a scum man."

"I was broken by the scum man."

"It's not worth grieving for the scum man. I'll find you a good one tomorrow."

Song Jiujiu suddenly came back to life like beating chicken blood. His eyes were burning. "Sister, I think your boss is good. Are you married? Why don't you set us up?"

I don't know if song Jiujiu said it casually. In short, she blinked her big talking eyes and looked forward to Song Nan.

Song Nan was firmly in her heart. She knew her sister. Although she was careless on weekdays, she said those words after careful consideration by her brain and would never say them casually.

She said so today, that means she has considered it.

Just... Song Nan has a big doubt in her heart. When did jiu'er get so familiar with the boss?

Can it be said that the night four years ago, instead of just one night as jiu'er said, something happened that shouldn't have happened?

Song Nan was frightened by her own speculation. She was in a cold sweat, but she didn't dare to ask song Jiujiu directly to her face.

After going to the hospital for anti-inflammatory treatment, the sisters came home late at night.

Song Nan lay in bed tossing and turning. She didn't close her eyes until dawn, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she heard the door bell ring.

Song Nan thought she was dreaming, so she didn't open her eyes.

However, the doorbell kept ringing, and song Jiujiu's voice came from outside. She knew that she was not dreaming.

Open your eyes and sit up. It's 4:30 in the morning. Who will it be at this time?

Song Nan put on a dress and went out of the room. She saw that song Jiujiu had opened the door and was holding the man at the door.

Song Nan shook her head reluctantly. She didn't have to think about it. She knew that jiu'er called her grandfather last night, otherwise the old man couldn't come at this time and didn't say it in advance.

"Grandpa, they tore off eight elder sisters' hair, and eight elder sisters were disfigured. What if eight elder sisters can't get married in the future? What a pity."

Song hadn't found Song Nan standing less than five meters behind her for a long time. Her words fell into Song Nan's ears word by word.

Song Nan's face is stiff and disfigured? Can't you marry? How pathetic?

Does her sister really love her? Or curse her?

Ouyang Yi raised his eyes and looked at Song Nan standing at the door of the bedroom. His face was still swollen with blue and purple. He looked very embarrassed.

The man's deep eyes sank and held up his little granddaughter. "Don't worry, Grandpa will get justice for you."

After receiving a call from his little granddaughter last night, Ouyang Yi ordered people to prepare a helicopter. He flew to Liancheng thousands of miles away from Liancheng all night and came here quickly by special bus from the airport. His heart was hanging all the way. Until this time, he didn't fall down.

Although old eight was indeed injured, it didn't look as serious as old nine said on the phone.

"Grandpa..." Song Nan stepped forward, "let Grandpa worry and come all night."

Song Jiujiu loosened Ouyang Yi, turned around, pulled Song Nan, pointed to her face and said to Ouyang Yi, "Grandpa, look at my sister's face. It's all like this. I have to find a cosmetic doctor, otherwise my sister will leave scars."

"It's not as serious as you said." Song Nan scolded her. She must have exaggerated her words on the phone last night, otherwise grandpa wouldn't come from home all night, not to mention, it wasn't so serious.

Song Nan took a few more steps before the dynasty, came to Ouyang Yi, reached out and hugged him, "I miss Grandpa."

"Miss me?" Ouyang Yi snorted. "If you don't want me to go home to see me, you just talk."

"What you say is what you think."

"Nonsense!"

"The truth."

Song Jiujiu, who was standing nearby, was a little jealous, but groaned, "you two are disgusting!" he stretched out his hand and tore Song Nan away from Ouyang Yi's arms. He went over, hugged Ouyang Yi's neck and gave a mouthful on his face, "Grandpa, you want nine children most, right?"

Song Nan rolled her eyes very speechless. She had seen thick skinned people. She had never seen anyone thicker skinned than their old nine.

"I miss you? I want to beat you!"

Ouyang Yi said, raised his hand and bounced on Song Jiujiu's head. On the way here, he had someone investigate the whole story. Only then did he know that the girl broke up with Fu Siyuan and kicked Fu Siyuan, which led to Fu Siyuan's mother beating them and sisters with a group of relatives.

Fortunately, there was no human life. Otherwise, he didn't dare to think about where the matter would go.

"It hurts!"

Ouyang Yi's strength is not strong, but song Jiujiu frowned with extreme exaggeration, "Grandpa, you don't hurt me at all!"

"If I hurt you again, you can fly to heaven! Have you drunk?"

"No... no! No drink!"

"Dare you tell me you didn't drink, and you smell like wine!"

"..." Song Jiujiu hurriedly pulled up his pajamas to smell the smell,

Song Nan sighed. The old nine really lied and didn't make a draft. How smart the old man is. Don't mention that she smells of wine at the moment, but she doesn't. with her virtue, the old man won't know that she's sad to be lovelorn and go drinking?

In order not to make the old man angry, but also to save the old nine from a scolding for a while, Song Nan said, "well, jiuer, don't talk at the door and help Grandpa back to the sofa. Grandpa must be tired after bumping all the way."

Upon hearing this, song Jiujiu immediately threw a tearful look at eighth sister and helped Ouyang Yi.

"Grandpa, are you tired? I'll help you to rest on the sofa."

The old man warned, "I can't spare you if you drink so much wine in the future!"

"I didn't drink much... Yes, grandpa! I won't drink much more in the future."

Song Nan went to the kitchen, poured a cup of warm water, put some honey, took it out and handed it to Ouyang Yi, "Grandpa, drink some water. I'll go to the room to clean up. It's still early. You have to sleep for a while."

"I'm not sleepy. I slept all the way."

Song Nan looked at him quietly. Her eyes were red and still sleeping all the way? Who believes it?

"Grandpa is not sleepy. Jiuer and I are still sleepy. Otherwise, you will sit in the living room and watch TV. I will go to bed with jiuer?"

Ouyang Yi's mouth moved. He said he wasn't sleepy because he hadn't seen them for a long time. He wanted to have a good look at them. He couldn't really be sleepy and didn't sleep all night. He died.

"Jiu'er, do you sleep in my room or do I sleep in your room?"

"Of course I sleep in your room!"

Song Jiujiu got up to clean up his room. After a while, he cleaned up. He changed clean bedding on the bed and came out of the room with a big bear plush toy taller than her in his arms.

"Grandpa, you go to bed. My sister and I went to bed, too. I'm sleepy."

Yawning, he walked to Song Nan's room.

Ouyang Yi nodded, got up and walked to her room. When he got to the door, he said, "don't be sad, jiu'er. Catch grandpa ming'er to find you a good boyfriend. It must be 100 times better than Fu Siyuan!"

Song Jiujiu was slightly stunned for a while. He was sleepless. He turned to look at him and smiled, "well, thank you, Grandpa."