The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

She was taken aback.

Before I could swallow a mouthful of food, it got stuck in my throat and I almost choked.

She coughed hard several times.

"Why are you so nervous?" Song Yuecheng murmured beside him.

Song Huiyi glared at him.

Song Yuecheng handed her a piece of paper, patted her back to calm her down, and thoughtfully poured a glass of water.

Song Huiyi spit out what was in his mouth and threw it into the trash can nearby.

After taking a sip of water, he pretended to be calm and said, "Who said that?"

Song Peiwen glanced at Song Yuecheng next to him.

Good guy, the culprit is actually beside me.

Song Yuecheng was shocked and immediately raised his hands to show his innocence: "I swear! I really didn't make this up, it was Shen Yuqing who said it himself! He called me brother-in-law!"

Song Huiyi glanced at him.

Intimidated by the murderous gaze, he immediately fell silent.

Song Huiyi said: "He is a bitch, it's nothing."

"A bad mouth is a bad mouth, I also think there are signs of this."

Song Mingli thought of the conversation at the back door of the backyard that day and said in a deep voice, "That night he suddenly asked me if I would be loyal to a woman."

"He actually talks about loyalty?" Even Song Peiwen, who had seen the storm, could not remain calm after hearing this.

The words Shen Yuqing will not be associated with loyalty.

For him to be loyal, it is better to pray for something realistic.

"..."

Song Huiyi's face felt hot and he was cursing in his heart.

He himself just relaxed his words and was not quite sure yet. As for spreading it everywhere?

She even told her eldest brother!

Does this mean that everyone will know about it?

Song Heping was shocked when he heard this, and the meat on his chopsticks fell on the table: "I haven't been back for a few days, and this happened?"

"At least you still have a few days to buffer! I just went to do something in the evening, and when I got home the next day, such a big man threw a pestle into the yard and called me brother-in-law!" Song Yuecheng screamed next to him.

He felt horrified at the thought of that incident.

Shen Yuqing called him brother-in-law, and he felt that the man was harboring some evil plot against him.

No one believed this.

Song Huiyi's eyebrows twitched: "...shut up."

Then he said helplessly, "My dear dad, eldest brother, second brother and fourth brother, don't worry about me or what he thinks. I have my own mind."

She lowered her head to eat.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Song Peiwen changed the topic.

He asked Song Yuecheng: "Have you dealt with the things I asked you to deal with before I left?"

"It's taken care of," Song Yuecheng said. "They didn't complete all the procedures themselves, so it's reasonable for them not to let the goods be unloaded. They knew they didn't take care of it, so they didn't make a fuss."

He added, "But I thought that so many precious medicinal materials were not unloaded in time, and a heavy rain destroyed them all, so the loss was indeed huge. The Tang family has cooperated with us for many years, and the dock management is indeed a little unkind, so I thought In the name of the company, they promise that from now on, their goods will be charged [-]% less if they go through Qingbang Terminal."

Twenty percent is not a small number.

The Tang family's goods always go to the Qinggang pier, which means that the [-]% less fee is a disguised form of Qinggang making up for their losses this time.

This is the ultimate act of benevolence.

Song Peiwen hummed: "You handled it very well. Rules should be rules, but in addition to rules, we must also pay attention to human kindness."

Song Yuecheng said yes.

Song Huiyi listened and joked with a smile: "That's right, our fourth brother is doing things more and more stylishly!"

He still has the temper of a child at home, but he is vigorous and resolute when doing things outside, and he can take charge of things on his own.

"I am already 17 years old!" Song Yuecheng emphasized.

Song Heping said: "What happened to 17? 27, 37, even 47 are all our younger brothers!"

Song Yuecheng stopped talking.

If you are born too late, your age will be suppressed throughout your life.

hateful.

Speaking of 47 years old, Song Peiwen's face suddenly darkened, and he felt a little lonely.

Song Huiyi noticed first: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you four are all my good children."

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and his thoughts suddenly drifted to a far away place, "I just want to rebel against my father."

He took a deep breath and said, "When I came to Nancheng alone, I was still a little gangster who couldn't get enough to eat every day. If my adoptive father hadn't been kind to me, I wouldn't be here now, and you wouldn't be here."

Everyone knows that when he was young, he was famous in Nancheng for killing his enemies by surprise with his fruit-peeling moves, but few people know the kindness that Mr. Cheng showed to him in understanding and reinventing him.

It's a pity that Mr. Cheng was assassinated by the enemy and left early without a child behind him. He didn't have time to honor him properly.

Every March Festival, Song Peiwen would take them to visit the grave.

History is not that long ago, but many people choose to forget it. What I will never forget are the people in it.

This story was told to them countless times by Song Peiwen when they were children.

Song Peiwen did not mention his biological parents or his biological brothers, but often mentioned his adoptive father, hoping that they would always remember him.

Although he is an adopted son, he has already regarded Mr. Cheng as his biological father.

The eldest brother and the second brother met Cheng Lao, but they were still in their childhood. Two or three-year-old children had no impression of the people and things around them.

However, older people on the street all know Mr. Cheng.

As for those who join the Youth Gang, everyone knows Mr. Cheng.

When they join a gang, they first pay homage to Mr. Cheng and then to Song Peiwen.

Song Mingli remembered something: "I heard some rumors outside these days. Some people said that Mr. Cheng has an illegitimate son who is still alive."

Song Peiwen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp light flashed through his eyes: "Who said that?"

"I don't know, someone is spreading it on the street."

Song Mingli shook his head, "I remember my father said that Mr. Cheng had no children, so he didn't take it to heart. Even if you mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it."

"I think I heard someone mention it when I was drinking with others."

Song Yuecheng realized belatedly. He and Song Mingli looked at each other and noticed something was wrong, "It's also the past few days..."

When several people heard this, their expressions became serious.

As early as more than [-] years ago, everyone on the road knew Mr. Cheng.

As time went by, many powerful figures emerged one after another, and gradually some people began to forget about the original legendary figures.

Occasionally someone mentions it.

If there is an illegitimate child, no one has said it for so many years, but now it is spread everywhere that Mr. Cheng has an illegitimate child. There is no need to think about it. This is intentional.

Song Huiyi looked at Song Peiwen's pensive face and asked uncertainly: "What's wrong, daddy? Does Mr. Cheng really have an illegitimate child?"