After wearing the interstellar, His Majesty is so handsome

Chapter 70 Accident
A group of female relatives were chatting about this matter.

Mr. Song watched his son deal with this matter calmly.

After his son got on the suspension car, Mr. Song glanced coldly at the group of drunkards below.

After Patriarch Song sent Song Qingji to the suspension car, some of the drunkards were already sober.

Looking at the scene and the situation, he knew that he had gotten into trouble after being drunk.

The sober men couldn't help shivering.

As for those who haven't woken up, it's better to immerse themselves in their own world.

"What's going on today?" The old man asked down.

The men who were awake shrank their heads, pretending to be like quails, and did not speak.

Patriarch Song saw that no one answered him, the anger in his heart gradually rose, and the high-level coercion of his whole body was released.

Some people fell down immediately, and it looked like they were of low cultivation base. As for those with some abilities, their bodies could not help releasing some mental power to resist the coercion emanating from Mr. Song.

As time went by, more and more people fell.

Some drunken alcoholics woke up one by one.

Song Mingtian woke up from the tingling pain in his brain.

Looking at Patriarch Song's angry face in front of her, she still hasn't figured out what was released.

The whole person is at a loss.The mental power continued to operate independently to resist the coercion of Mr. Song.

The women on the other side were also having a hard time, and there were many more people who fell on the ground than the men.

Some juniors and wives with low cultivation level fell to the ground early.

Song Jinsheng and Song Qinghui lived in peace. When Mr. Song's pressure came over, Mrs. Song quickly set up a protective shield to protect them, but she didn't have enough energy to resist because most of her energy was used to protect them Strong coercion.

Song Jinsheng seemed to have sensed Mrs. Song's lack of energy.

Secretly, the hands secretly input part of the energy into the shield.

Energy flowed continuously from Song Jinsheng's hands into the shield.

Madam Song instantly felt that the energy of the shield was more abundant.

Can't help but have some doubts.But now it was too late to guess, she had to take back some of the energy in the shield and concentrate on resisting the coercion of the old man, otherwise she fell and the shield would not work.

She withdrew the energy on the protective cover bit by bit, and felt that the remaining energy could keep the protective cover running, so she stopped and concentrated on dealing with Mr. Song.

Fortunately, the old man's coercion didn't last long, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to hold on for long if it went on like this.

"Song Mingtian, tell me what's going on?" The majestic voice of the old Patriarch sounded.

When Song Mingtian heard the old man asking him, he was shocked, came back to his senses, and asked with a blank face: "Old Patriarch, what's going on, what happened?"

Seeing Song Mingtian like this, Patriarch Song couldn't help feeling angry.

"Idiot!" Patriarch Song cursed, then turned to ask Song Mingwu on his right, "Tell me."

"Old Patriarch, this junior doesn't know what's going on. I've had some wine and my mind is still not very clear." Song Mingwu wanted to get away with it even if he knew something at this time.

They were the only ones who had been in contact with Song Qingji just now, and the kid fainted had nothing to do with them, as long as he could hang out.

When Mr. Song asked the next person, they all said that he was drunk and didn't know what happened.

Mr. Song glanced at them deeply, and snorted coldly: "I think you are very sober!"

Patriarch Song didn't take a good look at this group of people who were not drunk and pretended to be drunk. It is not yet known whether the situation in the Qing Dynasty is serious or not, and whether it will affect future plans is also unknown.

Mr. Song rubbed his brows wearily, and said: "The dust-cleaning banquet is over today. I will let people find out about the Qing Dynasty, and those who participate in this matter will be severely punished."

Now some people sitting in front of the man took a breath.

Struggling to control your emotions so that you don't lose control.

After Patriarch Song spoke, a group of family members dispersed.

Some awake female relatives quickly ran to their men and dragged them back to their yard.

They were frightened by the old man's attitude, and couldn't wait to know if their man was involved in this matter.

After asking each other clearly, those who participated were naturally uneasy for the past two days, and those who did not participate were relieved and started calling other attentions restlessly.

As for the group of people lying unconscious on the ground, they were dragged away by the servants in their yard.

Mrs. Song stayed behind after Patriarch Song said the banquet was over, but let Song Jinsheng and Song Qinghui go back first.He cleaned up the mess after the banquet.

It's funny to say, it was obviously a cleansing banquet for Mrs. Song, and Mrs. Song left the banquet not long after the banquet started.

She is not feeling well now, and it is not easy for her to shirk responsibility when something like Qing Ji happened at the banquet she organized.

He took the initiative to run to the old Patriarch Song to admit his mistake.

"Father, today's incident was due to the negligence of the daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law failed to organize the dust-cleaning banquet for her mother, so she feels very guilty. The daughter-in-law is sorry for her father, and even more sorry for her mother."

Patriarch Song looked at his daughter-in-law in front of him. Mrs. Song has always been reassuring in her work these years, but she did not expect to lose the chain at the most critical moment.

He sighed and said: "Forget it, you don't need to blame yourself too much for such a thing to happen. You have managed the family very well these years, and I don't want to pursue you too much. It's just that today is just a big deal. I will leave it to you to check it out. I will get the result in five days."

Madam Song felt guilty and agreed on the spot: "Okay, my daughter-in-law will definitely live up to my father's entrustment.

After finishing speaking, Patriarch Song left, leaving only Mrs. Song and a group of servants.

Mrs. Song first ordered the servants to seal up the cakes Song Qingji had eaten, the used teacups and wine glasses, and she was going to ask someone to test them later to see if there was any poison or something.

After everything was installed, Mrs. Song began to order the servants to clean up the place.

"Why didn't mom come back with us? I still want to eat the meal cooked by my mom. I wasn't full at the banquet just now." Song Qinghui complained.

What happened at the banquet was a bit sudden, and it ended much earlier, so she only ate a little bit, and she is still hungry now.

"She's taking care of the family's belongings. She's going to clean up the mess. I don't have the time to cook. I know how to cook. I'll make it for you later," Song Jinsheng said.

"Really?" Song Qinghui confirmed.

Song Jinsheng: "Yes."

Song Qinghui's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she said pleasantly, "Sister Jinsheng, I didn't expect you to be able to cook. This is too good."

At this moment, she had already forgotten how awkward she was in front of Song Jinsheng.

Not only is she the mother's biological daughter, she has grown up taking advantage of her advantages. Not only does she have a beautiful face, but she is also good at cooking.

There are two in the family who can cook, and this is a blessing.

It's nice to have a sister.

Song Qinghui thought about her mother's cooking, resisted the urge to drool, and went to the middle hall with Song Jinsheng.

Next to the nave is the kitchen.

"Sister Jinsheng, you saved my sister's stomach." Song Qinghui said solemnly.

"Okay. Just bear with it, sit here with peace of mind, play games, check your brain, and everything will be fine in a while." Song Jinsheng went to the kitchen after explaining.

"Hey, sister, wait for me, I'll help you too." Song Qinghui shouted.

"No need." Song Jinsheng's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay." Thinking that if I was clumsy and helped sister Jinsheng, the more I helped, the more chaotic I would be, the younger sister would dislike her.

Thinking that her younger sister would dislike her from now on, she dared not act rashly and expose her shortcomings.

(End of this chapter)