It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

He lacked the sense of relaxation that Song Zhi had.

He was tightening himself all the time.

He rolls around himself, his sister, and his employees, as if only by rolling around can he become better and defeat the legendary "Third Master" who is famous in Jiangcheng.

He seems to be doing his best to prove that he is better than his father.

After all, Jiang Cheng had too many legends about his father.

So much that it once made him proud, but also disgusted.

Because there will always be people comparing themselves with their father all the time.

That feeling of trying your best but still not being as good as one hundred thousandth of your father is really frustrating.

Over the years, the Lu family has been prospering, and some people say that the third master laid a good foundation back then.

His journey was filled with these sounds.

But he never thought about thinking from another angle like Song Zhi, why should I care, why should I prove it.

Over the years, he has become more and more tired.

After each goal is achieved, there is endless emptiness.

He even regarded superconducting materials as a target to conquer, but what if he found them?

What's the next goal?

That night, he lay on the sofa and fell asleep, dreaming of his childhood self, panicking.

That time, Uncle Duan took them back to their old house once a month to get together with their grandparents.

Since it only lasts one day a month, I didn’t hire anyone to help me. There is only one servant left in the old house.

In the middle of the night, my brother fell ill with a fever. Grandma got up and fell down because she was anxious, and she couldn't move.

He was only three and a half years old, anxious and scared.

He subconsciously yelled for dad and mom to come quickly.

At that time, grandpa saw grandma falling to the ground. He had a bad back and was irritated when he got up, so he yelled at him unscrupulously: "Shut up, a man must find his own solution! Your father and mother are dead. You You have to learn to rely on yourself.”

At that time, the old man was extremely disappointed with the son who left him alone on the mountain, so he said that and regarded this son as dead.

At that moment, Lu Shian forced himself to calm down, put on his clothes, went downstairs to find the servant, and asked the servant to find the family doctor.

After the farce that day, no one comforted him.

Afterwards, the old man felt guilty, so he took him and Ono to the park to play and eat two popsicles.

He thought that the child could be coaxed just like that, but little did he know that some psychological problems would accompany him throughout his life.

From that day on, Lu Shian stopped crying.

He forced himself to grow quickly, force himself to be strong, and force himself to take care of Xiaoye.

At that time, at a young age, he had no idea how wealthy a family he was born into.

He only knew that he was unlucky. His mother was not here and his father could not be counted on. He and his younger brother have been fostered in other people's homes since childhood.

His insecurity probably started at that time, or it may have been dormant in him earlier.

That night, Lu Shian woke up crying at first, but in the end he couldn't stand the cold anymore and went to the bedroom to find a quilt.

Strangely, he found that Song Zhi felt uncomfortable almost at the same time, his face was hot, and his whole face seemed to be burning red.

Seeing him coming, Song Zhi subconsciously came over to seek to cool down.

Song Zhi hugged Lu Shian's neck and kept pressing and rubbing against it.

Lu Shi'an still had sense at the moment and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Zhi was startled.

Lu Shi'an added: "I shouldn't have said that tonight."

Song Zhi didn't say anything in the end. He just kept rubbing against Lu Shi'an and took off his pajamas, leaving only a vest and safety pants attached to Lu Shi'an.

Lu Shi'an wanted to push her away, but in the end it was too cold and uncomfortable, so he let her hold him.

This time the poisonous attack lasted a full hour longer than the previous one.

The next day, the two woke up from bed.

Song Zhi acted as if nothing happened and went to sell skewers after washing.

Lu Shi'an grabbed her wrist: "Once is an accident, twice is definitely not! Why does my body feel cold and you feel hot when the time comes? What do you know?"

Song Zhi turned around and smiled stupidly: "Dear, I don't know what you are talking about?"

Lu Shi'an looked at her sharply and said simply: "I have not lost my memory."