Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 317 Big brother loses his horse
"I... I really didn't expect you to be here." The old man let out a long breath, as if the string that had been tight all along suddenly relaxed: "It turns out that this flower bloomed for you."

Xingxing was confused when he heard this, but Song Weiguo and the others' eyes became profound.

"Ayuan, take brother Yang Jiu and the others for a walk in the mountains. Clan leader, please come in." Song Weiguo made a decisive decision.

He waved to Xingxing, who immediately ran out from behind Mrs. Song and jumped towards Song Weiguo.

Song Weiguo carried Xingxing on his shoulders, and then led the old patriarch into the small study on the side.

I don't know if it was because he was recovering from a serious illness, but the old patriarch's steps were a little difficult. Xingxing saw it, and she kept looking at the old patriarch with wide eyes.

Seeing that she kept staring at the old patriarch, Song Weiguo put the little cub on the ground.

As soon as she landed, Xingxing cautiously took a few steps towards the old patriarch. Seeing the old patriarch smiling kindly, she stepped forward and reached out to hold the old patriarch's wrist, and said in a sweet voice: "Be careful of the threshold... …”

The old patriarch's eyes were red. As he walked carefully, he whispered in a low voice: "After waiting for so many years, I finally see you."

"What do you mean? Grandpa, have you seen me before?" Xingxing asked curiously.

But she only came to the world last year to find her father and mother. How could she have met them before?

"I've seen... I've seen it." The old clan couldn't help but nodded.

Song Weiguo helped the old patriarch sit down on the chair. Before Song Weiguo could ask anything, the old patriarch's wrinkled hands were trembling and he took out a small portrait wrapped in cloth: "This painting is hung in our ancestral hall. It has been a long, long time, and when I came out this time, I thought... this should be the last time I go out, so I brought this painting out."

As he spoke, he unfolded the painting in front of Song Weiguo and his daughter with trembling hands.

When Song Weiguo saw the little one on the portrait, he already had a guess in his mind.

Xingxing's whole body was hanging on the desk, and she turned her body sideways to look at the portrait.

In the portrait, I saw a little girl with hair in her hair sitting on a big turtle shell, and there were two little horns on her head. Was it herself or someone else?Xingxing covered her mouth to prevent her surprise from being revealed. She stuck her butt out and struggled to climb onto the desk, sitting down next to the portrait.

"According to our ancestors, this is the benefactor of our clan, so our clan also changed its name to the Dragon Guard clan." The old clan leader explained the matter.

Xingxing sat on the desk, leaning on her father with her back, her two little paws pulling together helplessly.

What should I do? It seems like my identity is about to be exposed.

"Daddy." The little cub raised his head and looked at Song Weiguo helplessly.

Song Weiguo touched his daughter's head and looked at the old patriarch without saying a word.

The old patriarch smiled and handed the portrait to Song Weiguo's hand with great care.

Song Weiguo held the portrait and activated his inner strength. Soon, the portrait turned into a bunch of fans.

"I heard from Xiaojiu that the benefactor is a famous pottery merchant in Xichuan. If the benefactor doesn't mind, our tribe can help our benefactor take care of it..."

Xingxing was confused again after hearing the old patriarch's words.

The largest pottery merchant in Xichuan? ?

"Dad, what is a pottery merchant?" Xing Xing raised his little head and asked Song Weiguo.

Song Weiguo looked across the threshold at the cold young man outside the courtyard.

Song Jiyuan is in danger!
(End of this chapter)