Si Ningning tucked her broken hair behind her ears, raised her head and looked at Zhao Yongle, "If you two want to live your own lives well, you must separate your family."

Mrs. Zhao has four sons, none of whom are married now. The work points earned every quarter every year, and if there is any left over at the end of the year, they are all converted into money in the team and Mrs. Zhao is in charge of it.

Regardless of interests, desire for control, or reasons, Mrs. Zhao would not agree to the separation of the family.

But thinking from Song Xiaoyun's perspective, Si Ningning felt that this family must score.

Otherwise, if Song Xiaoyun gets married, not only will her life be difficult to live, but she will also be like a gourd vine, sucking blood and dragging her along in a long string.

Zhao Yongle was embarrassed and hesitant because he was probably thinking about the conflicts that would arise at home after talking about this matter. However, after careful consideration, he knitted his brows and expressed his determination to Si Ningning: "I can do it!"

"I will handle this matter when I get back today. If Xiaoyun is willing to follow me, just let her wait for me for a few more days, just a few more days!"

Zhao Yongle was able to make this choice, which made Si Ningning look at him with a high regard.

But Si Ningning was just a lobbyist in this matter, coming to mediate. Whether he nodded or shook his head, he had to see Song Xiaoyun when he got back.

"Don't worry, tell your family now. Let me ask her what she means when I get back! If possible, tonight or tomorrow, I will ask Huo Lang to reply to you."

At this point, Si Ningning had already stood up. It was obvious that he had already said everything he needed to say.

Zhao Yongle stood up and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, please trouble Si Zhiqing."

Although there is still pressure in his heart, Zhao Yongle feels much more relaxed than before.

Instead of the whole family getting involved and making noise together because of money matters, why not decide to separate the family and branch out, which will happen sooner or later anyway.

Moreover, as long as the family is separated, he and Song Xiaoyun will live the same life as Si Ningning said. He is hardworking and willing to work, so he is not afraid that life will not get better.

Zhao Yongle scratched the back of his head, looked at Si Ningning and then turned to look at Huo Lang. He smiled naively and sincerely: "Well, I'll go back first?"

Huo Lang glanced at Si Ningning, making sure that Si Ningning had nothing else to say, then he stood up, moved the bench, and reopened the door to the hall.

Zhao Yongle said he was going back, but when he was leaving, Huo Lang patted him on the shoulder and refused to let him go, "Let's work first and take care of the food in the evening."

Zhao Yongle was stunned for a while, but he finally came to his senses, nodded and smiled even brighter.

He just thought that Huo Lang was just using work as an excuse to bring him here, but he didn't expect that there was really work to do.

Zhao Yongle took the hammer given by Huo Lang and ran to the foundation. He selected broken bricks and knocked them. After knocking them out to a suitable size, he dug out washed lime to fill the gaps in the corners.

Zhao Yongle squatted and stood sometimes, he was extremely busy.

Huo Lang stood at the door and stared for a long time, then turned around and asked Si Ningning with a smile on his face: "Are you angry?"

"Alas..." Si Ningning exhaled from her nose and spread her hands in a helpless manner, "Why should I be angry?"

She has done her best to respect and not interfere with Song Xiaoyun's decisions.

What will happen in the future and whether you can live a better life depends on the individual.

Sometimes you can tell something about your face, behavior or personality, but after all, she is not an expert in predicting the future. The future...

There is no definite number.
Chapter completed!