Even if he was shocked by the fact that his daughter liked his stepbrother.

But it won't sacrifice my daughter's happiness.

He couldn't even imagine how much his daughter would suffer if she married a man like that.

Or maybe he was afraid that she really looked like her mother.

Song Minghui had endured the pain of losing his wife once and could not accept anything happening to his daughter.

During that period, he often had dreams.

In the dream, the daughter couldn't let go of her brother and did a lot of wrong things in order to stay with Gu Chengze.

Life wasn't good afterwards.

Song Minghui was awakened by the shock.

He...maybe he's gone crazy?

There are obviously more paths to take than just getting married.

Song Yiyi glanced at him and said, "Don't think I'll accept your apology. Think about it carefully. Don't treat me like this again in the future."

Song Minghui's old face flushed, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no."

Neither of them mentioned this little episode again.

The whole family went back after having dinner in the city.

The three of them checked and found nothing serious.

Song Minghui has a bit of osteoarthritis.

Fortunately, he no longer has to work on the ground, and the doctor prescribed anti-inflammatory drugs and asked him to keep his knees warm.

Cai Mengjun is in good health.

Not to mention Cen Yue, all his indicators are normal to excellent.

Song Yiyi specifically mentioned his fever to the doctor.

The equipment at the District 1 Hospital was not that advanced, so the doctor checked Cen Yue and thought there was no problem.

Tell them that if they are worried, they can go to the capital for further checking.

Then we can only wait until we get back to the compound.

Several people returned home.

As we reached the entrance of the village, we saw people chatting under a tree. When they saw the car, they stood up and waved.

Cen Yue slowly stopped the car.

Song Minghui rolled down the window and asked, "Fourth Uncle, is there something wrong?"

The man was very old and his hearing was not very good.

Unable to hear what Song Minghui said, he shouted to himself, "Minghui, your house has collapsed!"

Song Minghui thought his fourth uncle was joking.

When I opened the gate, I saw a magical scene.

Only Song Yiyi's house sank.

It really collapsed.

Song Yiyi and Cen Yue looked at each other, and both thought there was something fishy.

But soon, they realized they were overthinking it.

There is a pit under Song Yiyi's house.

Cen Yue and Song Minghui dug out two large boxes from inside.

When Song Minghui saw the box, he suddenly became very excited.

He first ran to close the gate.

Then I found a rag and started wiping.

After wiping off the dust that had accumulated over the years, the original appearance of the box was revealed to the people.

"This is a Tibetan cowhide suitcase."

Song Minghui smiled strangely, "Your grandmother's dowry!"

Song Yiyi almost thought her old father was scolding someone.

The box has intricate patterns and has been somewhat worn over the years, but you can still see its former appearance.

Song Minghui walked forward and opened the box directly.

Song Yiyi was very active and stretched her neck to look inside.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my god!"

Small yellow croaker!

So many small yellow croakers!

Shining with gold!

The box was very large, and there was something wrapped in brown paper on the side. When it was opened, it turned out to be a jade vase, which looked unusual.

The vase also contains several calligraphy and paintings.