Uncle Xiangzi smiled. Although this scene is not his own child, it is better than his own child. For an elderly man, this is undoubtedly the greatest wish to enjoy his old age.

"The girl Qing'er has a little anxious temper and a simple temperament. Although she is not as careful as you, she also has her own happiness. But her innocent nature is so she must take care of her more and must not let her suffer." Uncle Xiangzi's vicissitudes of face were kind and sincere, and his tone was even heavier and long.

"Don't worry, Qing'er grew up in our family since she was a child, and it is our responsibility to take care of her. Maybe she can't enjoy the fullest of thousands of people, but the days of luxury and food will last for a long time."

Xiangzi Shu said earnestly: "Life is food and clothing, and it is a blessing. Since it is famous in history, it has been infamous for thousands of years. Any principle is linked to pros and cons. You must remember this principle."

"Remember Anle in your heart;" Song Anle said calmly: "I only want to be calm for this life, not to spend half a lifetime of splendor."

Uncle Xiangzi nodded as if he was relieved, but he sighed in despair. He recalled the past, and he pondered in those past years.

Whenever Uncle Xiangzi is so immersed in the past, Song Anle can't bear to disturb him. Everyone has the past that they remember, maybe they may not bear it, maybe they may miss it, but the feeling of endless aftertaste will never be changed because of all kinds.

Song Anle observed the change of expression on Uncle Xiangzi's face, as if he was also integrated into it. From the kind smile on Uncle Xiangzi's face, Song Anle could see the joy in her aftertaste. She couldn't help but want to integrate herself into it, so she asked softly: "Did Uncle Xiangzi remember some happy past?"

Uncle Xiangzi smiled awkwardly and kindly as if he was lost for his own deafness. He recalled his loving expression in his clear memory and said leisurely: "I think of those times I have gone away, my parents, and my youth and frivolousness."

Although Uncle Xiangzi smiled, his eyes were filled with endless sadness and sadness. Song Anle could see that Uncle Xiangzi must have thought of those sad past events.

The past is always a nostalgic look back, and it is also a sadness that ties people's hearts. Song Anle quietly listened to the stories in the past, and once learned about the ups and downs of her parents' experience. Apart from the various things in her memory, there are still endless vicissitudes.

Uncle Xiangzi seemed to be telling an immortal story. He weaved the story very real, without any obscurity, but it showed its meaning everywhere.

The warm sunlight is like a magical and lively light, illuminating all things on the earth and nourishing all aspects of life; the breeze is cold and gentle, slapping on the figures of all things, as tough as thorns, as if hitting the hearts of all things, and as if reminding people of the joys and sorrows in life.

The old and the young were immersed in the sad past, but they did not notice anyone's arrival. Fortunately, Song Anle's personal maid Mei Xin came over to change the tea in time, and only then did he see Gao Yuanshang appear in the yard.

I saw that Gao Yuanshang was still his inertial black body, but there was no pattern on his clothes today. The pure ink black color made people look steady, but there was also an inexplicable depression. His temples were neat and his face was still so handsome, but the cold and indifferent made people have the idea of ​​going further away.

"Hello, Mr. Gao." Mei Xin owed Gao Yuanshang, as if she was a salute, and more as if she was making a reminder.

Song Anle and Xiangzi Uncle both looked at it. Song Anle was soaked in tears because she was too immersed in the past. She turned her face again and wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes with her loose sleeves, but she remembered the inexplicable kiss last time, which made it even more difficult for her to face.

Uncle Xiangzi seemed to be a little awkward when he saw that Song Anle seemed to be a little awkward, so he stood up, but his body was a little weak, and he was obviously shaking when he got up.

"Be careful." Song Anle quickly got up to support him. At this time, Gao Yuanshang also came up to support him out of instinct, and they said the word "Be careful" in unison.

The two looked at each other at the same time. Song Anle took back his eyes even more awkwardly, but he did not dodge where he looked. Gao Yuanshang coldly held his expression in his eyes and took a random step back.

Uncle Xiangzi saw the two of them’s feelings and saw their embarrassment. He said at the right time: “I don’t know that Mr. Gao is here, and I’m missing the opportunity to welcome you.”

Gao Yuanshang nodded politely and said, "Uncle is so serious, the younger generation is coming rashly. If there is any disturbance, I hope the uncle will forgive me."

Song Anle looked at Gao Yuanshang in surprise. He was completely beyond her expectations, but she still didn't understand why Gao Yuanshang came here suddenly.

"No, no, the visitor is the guest." Uncle Xiangzi said to Song Anle in a blink of an eye: "Does the eldest lady mind that Mr. Gao stay together?"

Song Anle unnaturally pursed her lips and smiled, "Of course not;" Song Anle turned to Gao Yuanshang again and said, "Young Master Gao is a distinguished guest in my house, but this is a humble house. Don't let Mr. Gao down."

Song Anle was still unwilling to let Gao Yuan stay this time because she didn't want anyone to know anything about the Song Mansion.

But Gao Yuanshang wanted to stay because Song Anle valued Uncle Xiangzi, and he was very curious. In addition, he had vaguely heard their conversation just now. Although he did not notice anything strange from their words, the atmosphere of savoring the past always had a feeling of endless aftertaste.

"Miss Anle, you are not a precious body in the next book, it's the same everywhere."

Gao Yuanshang had made it clear that Song Anle naturally could not find an excuse to make excuses. However, Uncle Xiangzi took the initiative to say, "Then Mr. Gao, please sit down."

After Gao Yuanshang nodded and thanked him, he sat down on the other side. Uncle Xiangzi sat down and ordered in a blink of an eye: "Mei Xin, make a cup of good tea for Mr. Gao."

Mei Xin nodded and answered, and then stepped back. Song Anle saw that everyone was sitting, but she didn't stand for a long time. She just sat opposite Gao Yuanshang like that, and could not avoid expressions all the time, which was a little too embarrassing, so she could only try her best to turn her body towards Uncle Xiangzi's side.

Uncle Xiangzi may be a person who has experienced it, so he could sense the embarrassment between Gao Yuanshang and Song Anle, so he said kindly: "I heard that Mr. Gao is not a native of the city?"

Gao Yuanshang said gently: "The younger generation is a person who passes through Liancheng, not from here."

Uncle Xiangzi nodded slowly and asked again: "Dare you ask Gao Gongzi Nian Fang?"

Gao Yuanshang lowered his eyes and covered his hesitation, and then he said with his rare indifference: "My younger generation Nian Fang has two nines."

"It turns out that they are all in their prime." Uncle Xiangzi looked at Song Anle again and said, "Miss is now seventeen, right?"

Song Anle pursed her lips awkwardly. How did Uncle Xiangzi say this to make her feel like she was on a blind date?

"Now the children have grown wings and their parents are not responsible for the marriage, which has led to a common situation of not marrying or marrying at an early age." Uncle Xiangzi shook his head in sighing.

I guess Song Anle knew in her heart that Uncle Xiangzi's sigh was nothing more than worrying about the marriage of their brothers and sisters. After all, they were all over the age of getting married, and it was indeed a bit inconsistent. It would be better to talk about men, but no one in the family of a daughter was married to each other, but now she not only has no marriage, but also has no choice but to find a partner. She is the secondary one, mainly because even Qing'er and Song Xiaojing have to follow her example, so she has the main responsibility for the marriage of the Song family.

"What the uncle said is that most of the marriage between men and women is still based on the words of the matchmaker and the orders of parents, but there are some exceptions." Gao Yuanshang said leisurely: "For example, some men and women pay attention to each other's feelings, just like some believe that love will take place over time, while some people care about love at first sight. Sometimes the two seem to be the same concept, but they are completely different. This is the most common existence in the human heart."

Gao Yuanshang's seriousness seemed to be back to the heroic and coolness that Song Anle remembered, but the more Gao Yuanshang was, the more uneasy she felt.

"Young Master Gao is young but knows so much. He is indeed a rare talent and admires him."

Gao Yuanshang bowed respectfully and said, "Young man is ugly."

Uncle Xiangzi touched his long beard with one hand, raised his head and smiled "hehe". Gao Yuanshang was far more witty than he thought, and was not as deep as he imagined. Such Gao Yuanshang gave him a kind of appreciation from the bottom of his heart.

Song Anle looked at the two of you and I made up each other. She just listened quietly and found out whether Gao Yuanshang had ulterior motives when he came here.

Uncle Xiangzi accidentally glanced at Song Anle with his face down and was waiting with his eyes down. His mind suddenly moved with a sharp look. He subconsciously glanced at Gao Yuanshang, but he was an unintentional discovery. Gao Yuanshang was staring at Song Anle.

Uncle Xiangzi was secretly happy, so he smiled and said, "I took the initiative to ask, can you have a good partner in your family?"

Song Anle looked at Uncle Xiangzi again in surprise. Such topics seemed to be asking more and more questions. She glanced at Gao Yuanshang nervously. He was smart enough to be unable to hear this little meaning. But before she could turn her eyes over, Gao Yuanshang also looked over as if instinctively. She took her expression back in panic, although she seemed to feel guilty.

Gao Yuan Shang slightly outlined the corner of his mouth. He was prepared, so he said again: "There are beautiful women who are destined by their parents, and there are good matches who fall in love at first sight...and there are also."

Gao Yuanshang paused for a moment in his last words. When he finished speaking, he still glanced at Song Anle, as if he was deliberately suggesting something. When Song Anle received such a look from Gao Yuanshang, he was even more nervous and uneasy.
Chapter completed!