I and the dog-licking heroine are one body and two souls

In the morning, the sun is good and the air is good in the mountains, but the temperature is relatively low.

Song Muming's wound needed to be changed. This time she was fully qualified for the job. She made a mistake, and her movements were much gentler. She specially wrapped him thicker so that the moisture wouldn't affect his recovery.

After breakfast, Song Muming took Tang Shiyong to wander around the villa, only then did Tang Shiyong get a clear view of the villa.

The exterior of the villa is wine red, the windows are made of white wood, and there are sculptures on the walls of the villa. The house is small but exquisite.

"This house has a bit of history. Back then, our Song family ancestors were also a respectable family. The eldest wife came in and failed to give birth for ten years, so she decided to take concubines for the ancestors. She even carried two concubines but failed to carry on the family. The wife later gave birth to a son, and the ancestors specially ordered people here to build this villa for the eldest wife to raise the baby."

While Song Muming took Tang Shiyong to visit, he talked about their family's previous history, trying to understate it as much as possible, so as not to make Tang Shiyong feel disgusted.

concubine?Return concubine?
That means that this house had to be built in the Republic of China at the latest. What Song Muming said might even happen earlier. At that time, the wife and family were infertile and the concubine's room existed reasonably.

Song Muming's ancestors were left over from the feudal society, maybe Song Muming is also a remnant of feudalism, machismo in his bones, just pretending to be good now.

Looking at Tang Shiyong's eyes, you can tell that she is thinking wildly again, Song Muming smiled deliberately: "If our family follows the rules left by our ancestors, you and I are so different in age, I am afraid that you can only be my fourth concubine."

"You have a good idea! Return the fourth aunt! Three matchmakers and six hires are kneeling at the door of my house to see if I want you!" Tang Shiyong pinched his uninjured shoulder, the muscles were twisted by her nails, and said: "Do you remember?" Stay! Now it's you begging me so low that I'm willing to talk to you, and if you have a wife, I won't talk to you!"

Although his mouth was fierce, Tang Shiyong still lacked confidence when he thought of the biting him yesterday, and threatened: "Even if I was wrong yesterday, you and I are still chasing me. I am on the advantage side, do you understand?"

If he treats her well, she will always like him, but if he treats her badly, then bye bye, change to another one and continue to be hilarious.

This is the skill that Tang Shiyong has cultivated over the years. Loyalty and cold-blood coexist, and he never contradicts bad things.

Song Muming didn't argue with her, and continued to tell her about the past.

"During that time, the sons of the Song family were quite prosperous, and many children needed to record their genealogy in order to prove that they were descendants of the Song family." Song Muming sighed: "However, if there is a descendant, there will be a concubine, so the rules of the Song family have gradually changed. There are more, for example, in this house, no one is allowed to live in this house except for the eldest wife.

After the old man's house was built, the Song family experienced changes in the world, and the war was devastated. The Song family only had their main house left, and the others were scattered and scattered, and they will never be seen again.

"There is no house fight drama? It doesn't meet the standard of a man with three wives and four concubines." Tang Shiyong said coolly: "Isn't it all said in the TV series? The original partner is helpless, only the mistress is true love."

Wasn't the Republican style of "the concubine is the true love" very popular for a while?It is really a rare thing that Song Muming's ancestors did not spoil their concubines and destroy their wives.

"Nonsense, it was shown in a TV series. Song's parents are strict in respect of children, so it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen." Song Muming laughed at her wild thoughts: "And now there is no partial house, only me and my brother are the two grandchildren in the house."

The positive and partial housing is now only a verbal distinction between them, and there has been no mention of it for a long time.

"My concubine's room has completely declined in the previous generation and my second uncle's generation, and now there is only one son left, who is six years younger than me." Song Muming mentioned Jiang Mu implicitly, and then said: "My second uncle committed crimes back then. I made a mistake, I quit the Song family, and the son I left behind was also the child born of him messing around with the nurses in the hospital."

This relationship is a bit complicated, so it should be the lineage of the ancestor's concubine's side room, and their concubine's side room gave birth to Song Muming's younger brother.

Wait, nesting dolls are prohibited, and concubines are not allowed in modern society.

"Then, don't I want to fight in the house? No, Song Muming, I won't accept it if I am killed." Tang Shiyong immediately realized that what he said to her now is to prepare her mentally. When the time comes, uncle The main house made a pot of stew, she couldn't help but die of anger.

"Don't worry, how could I let you be so angry?" Song Muming was amused by her. A woman's imagination is so rich. He hugged her and said, "I just want to tell you first, so that you can have a solid foundation in your heart. In the future, if See you, don't be surprised."

Seeing that Tang Shiyong was still reluctant, Song Muming laughed and said, "Our main house has never favored such crooked ways as the concubine, so the fourth concubine and the main wife are both you."

Tang Shiyong was still in awe, not because of the affair with the mistress, but because Song Muming used the word very strangely, as if the Song family was a very old family, just like many feudal families in the past.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable Tang Shiyong immediately warned Song Muming: "I tell you, I don't care what your family's situation is, but I won't say a word to your side house! The price drop is disgusting."

Even a woman can't stand people with these identities, but she won't lose her identity for Song Muming, no matter how rich or powerful he is.

Song Muming knew what she meant, so he just assured him: "It's better if you don't talk, and besides, they all have to live by your face. Where did the house fight come from?"

"Our Song family has rules since we have concubines. All concubines have to be servants, and few of them have the qualifications to speak in front of the Lord." Jiang Muruo also had the same status in the Song family hundreds of years ago. "Master" was called him.

Now tell Tang Shiyong that she is worried that one day Jiang Mu's identity will be exposed, so don't be so surprised, how can she talk about him?

"I don't care, anyway, if you can't do this kind of thing, let's break up as soon as possible!" Tang Shiyong said ugly words first, without giving in at all: "Even if I am old and fading, I will never Compete with any woman for a man!"

no way!

"I won't let you compete with other women for a single hair, I promise." Song Muming promised that the symptoms of last night had shown a little bit. He has clinical experience and can probably guess some of her past experiences.

Don't let her get hurt any more.

……

Going for a walk in the grass with Tang Shiyong in his arms, Tang Shiyong accidentally found wild vegetables in the woods, so Song Muming went back to carry the basket and followed Tang Shiyong to dig wild vegetables.

Halfway through the digging, it became Song Muming digging wild vegetables, and Tang Shiyong directed him to dig vegetables behind his back.

Looking at his back, Tang Shiyong felt mixed feelings.

He was wearing a casual shirt and jeans, his hands were covered with mud when he rolled up his sleeves, and his shoulders were injured, which caused his movements to be a little stiff. Regardless of whether it was wild vegetables or not, as long as she pointed at Song Muming, he would dig them.

An outstanding man like Song Muming, a male god in many people's minds, a person who doesn't like to be face-saving, can now be ordered by her to dig wild vegetables. Tang Shiyong's sense of accomplishment can only be known by the whole world.

This is what a man should choose. If he is rich and powerful, digging wild vegetables is just an activity for outings, not a means of making a living.

This back view reminded her that when she was alive, she wanted someone to rely on before she became famous, an ordinary home, even if she had to take out a loan to buy a house, she would be willing to repay the mortgage for life in the future.

After she became famous, buying a house was a breeze, and there were only two things in her life.

Cello, show man.

Whether it is a supermodel or an entrepreneur, as long as she is rated as a "male god", she will give it a try, and she will basically never miss it.

She is the youngest Chinese musician. She has cooperated with many famous international performers. She is already an unattainable position in the music industry, so she changes men frequently. No one says she is promiscuous, only that she is the instinctive expression of an artist. There are even a bunch of people praising her chic life.

Tang Shiyong hasn't thought about her past for a long time. Did the people who left her have any regrets?

In the end, I just picked up the phone, took a picture of the distant scenery of the grass, and posted it in the circle of friends, saying: The weather is so beautiful today.

……

"The weather is so nice today." When I was young, I once walked through the maple forest of the National Conservatory of Music with a person who liked to wear jeans.

He also wears glasses, but with black frames.

"That's right, it's perfect for practicing the piano." He smiled and said, "After the practice is over, I'll take you outside to make skewers, and I'll line up for you to buy your favorite meat floss rice balls."

Cello, meat floss rice balls.

One day, she will take her cello and go back to the school without him.