After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Therefore, the arrest of Issa, from the point of view of the King of Siam, is not necessarily a happy event.

If country S wants to arrest Issa, it will have to wait for another opportunity.

Tang Li had read the part of the ledger that Jin Lihua brought out of the station.

In recent years, the amount of white flour smuggled by ESAB Group to S country is very small, and most of them are sold to Siam, Vietnam and European and American countries.

S country launched an anti-drug operation, and this fire was burned to the end, I am afraid it would be difficult to convict Issa.

If there is one Jin Lihua, there can be a second one.

As long as Issa does not commit a heinous crime, the South Wa coalition will still protect him. Facing another attack on S country, it is very likely that a scapegoat will be handed over to S country.

Siam is different.

The white noodles that Issa sold to Siam can be registered.

Perhaps it was fearlessness, which Isa never deliberately concealed.

After capturing Issa, the truth about the dozens of lives lost by the action team can be seen again.

However, everything is not as easy as expected.

Ji Ming and others were already waiting outside the temple. As soon as Tang Li got in the car, he found that Song Jingtian was reading a book.

I don't know where this classic book with the characteristics of S country came from.

The little guy obviously didn't plan to tell her either.

Seeing Tang Li getting into the car, he turned around with the book in his hand, and pointed his butt at her only.

Tang Li: "..."

Arriving at Li's house, getting off the car, Song Jingtian followed Ji Ming to the back of the car.

Tang Li noticed that he seemed to have taken something from the trunk, and saw that the little guy seemed to be avoiding him with a pair of small hands in front of him. Out of curiosity, he asked, "What are you holding in your hands?"

"No, nothing." The little guy flatly denied.

Tang Li went straight around in front of him, only to see that he was carrying a small burden.

Song Jingtian said, "It's a souvenir I bought."

"Do you need to be sneaky to buy souvenirs?"

"I'm not afraid that you will rob me again."

He still remembers the toilet paper thing.

Tang Li: "..."

Too lazy to deal with this little stingy, Tang Li went inside.

It was still Wan Nara who received them.

As for the other servants in the Li family, Tang Li didn't see the familiar faces anymore, and he also guessed in his heart that the whereabouts of her last trip to the airport were leaked, and Li Hao might have carried out a major cleaning of the servants of the entire Li house.

Tang Li still lived in the original room.

Song Jingtian and the rest of the entourage were arranged on the same floor.

The little guy is rarely clingy.

After dinner, I went straight to my room.

The reason is to recharge and prepare for tomorrow's ritual.

Tang Li just went upstairs and received a call from Song Boyan.

Or a video call.

Picking up the phone, he found that Song Boyan was not in the office, but in the study on the second floor.

"Have you eaten dinner?" Song Boyan asked her.

Tang Li nodded and asked, "How about you?"

"Just finished eating." Song Boyan stood by the desk: "Have you been to the temple this afternoon?"

"Um."

Tang Li did not forget to ask for praise: "I also read the scriptures for an hour."

Song Boyan's eyes lit up with a smile, and his voice was mellow: "The scriptures of the Siam Kingdom should be difficult to understand."

Tang Li: "..."

It was said that the cheeks were a little hot.

Sitting there on his knees, Song Jingtian was the only one who had no intention of speaking.

The leading old monk recited the Buddhist scriptures in Siamese, and she could understand a word or two in ten sentences, but after that, she could barely speak.

When the ceremony was over, the Li family's faces were somewhat tired.

Only she and Song Jingtian were still blushing.

She thought about it, and chose an inconspicuous corner tomorrow.

It was Li Hao's order to let the Li family go to the temple to recite the scriptures for a week.

Sitting there on his knees and chanting sutras was quite a crime, so Tang Li didn't want to take Song Jingtian with him, and planned to ask Wan Nara to find two local guides, and let the bodyguards take Song Jingtian to play around the Qing mansion.

Song Boyan put the cup back on the desk and asked, "Did the little guy cause you any trouble?"

Tang Li said truthfully, "That's not true."

Saying that, I remembered another thing: "I haven't thanked you yet."

"Thank me for what?" Song Boyan said.

"Thank you for giving Li Hao a copy of the ledger."

This is given, of course, in private.

If it is known by outsiders, it is inevitable to say that Song Boyan is a public and private person.

Song Boyan said, "If I remember correctly, you handed in the things yourself."

Tang Li: "That's different."

When she handed over the ledger, she regarded Song Boyan as the president of a country, not her husband.

In other words, the ledger was returned to the public.

"Anyway... just thank you."

Not just this time.

Tang Li added the second half in his heart.

Song Boyan laughed when he heard it: "You are still so polite to me?"

These words seemed ordinary, but when Tang Li fell into his ears, his heart seemed to be scratched.

"Life needs a little ritual."

This is her answer.

Song Boyan laughed, but he didn't mean anything in what he said: "It's not necessarily a bad thing to keep the etiquette like this in the future."

"..." Tang Li remembered playing the flute last night.

There are signs of reddening in both ears.

She was just curious and wanted to try it.

after all--

I always watch the pig run, and if I watch too much, I also want to taste pork.

And, thankfully, it was her.

Up to now, she has not forgotten the feeling of pantothenic acid in her cheeks, and she has also learned a lesson——

Some meats should not be eaten indiscriminately.

On Song Boyan's side, there seemed to be a knock on the door.

Tang Li took the opportunity to end the call.

Seeing someone run away, Song Boyan smiled again.

As for the person who knocked on the door, it was Pei Shiyu.

Pei Shiyu clutched a small kraft paper bag and waited for Song Boyan to hold the tablet upside down on the table before he said, "This is the medicine that Ji Yao just sent, this week's medicine."

Song Boyan didn't take the medicine before, he knew it.

It seems that you have some concerns.

However, the toxic and side effects of anti-tumor drugs are irreversible results.

Pei Shiyu said again: "You need to confirm the operation time again."

"It's set in the middle of the month." Song Boyan did not change: "When I return from Siam, let Ruihe prepare."

Pei Shiyu put the small paper bag on the desk, and warned again: "Although it is a minimally invasive surgery, you still have to take the medicine that you should take."

Song Boyan nodded.

When Pei Shiyu went out, Song Boyan also turned his attention to the photo frame on the desk.

There is a photo in there.

Song Boyan picked up the photo frame and looked at the little girl in the photo, who was only eleven or twelve years old, squatting in front of the Misuo River with a small dog in her arms, smiling.

This photo should have been quietly put in by Tang Li.

The thumb brushed the corner of the girl's mouth, not feeling untouched in my heart——

I am not a person who will be bound by morality, nor can I be regarded as an absolutely good person.

Now, everything she does is contrary to her past experience, because all those things are related to her, and in the end, she wants to intervene in everything.

It really fits the sentence-

[Heroes are saddened by Beauty Pass. 】

It is fate and it is the end.

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Good night!