Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

During the last semester of her sophomore year, Song Pan'er was extremely busy, preparing for the final exam and working on opening a lingerie store. Yan Bin called her in the evening, but she was too busy to say a few words before hanging up. Yan Bin was so frightened that he came to Beijing University the next day.

"Why are you here?" Song Pan'er walked out of the dormitory building with a pen cap in her hair.

Yan Bin raised the bag in his hand and said, "The newly opened braised food restaurant in front of my school is very delicious. You can try it."

The sun was scorching in the sky, sweat was on Yan Bin's forehead, and he carefully looked at Song Pan'er's face.

Song Pan'er looked at his stupid look and felt a little helpless, "Didn't you say that the project is about to go online? Why do you still have time to deliver this? It's not too hot." Song Pan'er pulled him and hid in the shade of a nearby tree. Next, he opened the bag, pulled out a kelp knot and put it in his mouth.

Seeing that she still cared about him, Yan Bin felt at ease, and then whispered with an aggrieved face: "You, do you think I am annoying? You died after saying a few words last night."

With Yan Bin acting like this, Song Paner somehow thought of Panpan who was fasted by her because she was too fat.

"Pfft~cough cough cough..." The spicy smell suddenly rushed into her throat, and Song Pan'er coughed violently.

"Hey, why are you so stupid!" Yan Bin quickly patted her back a few times. Seeing that it had no effect, he ran to the supermarket next to the apartment.

"Ahem... come back! Ahem... no need~" Song Pan'er bent over and coughed intermittently to stop him.

Yan Bin had already run away, and he could still hear him. He bought the water back after a while.

After drinking water, her throat felt better. Song Pan'er stopped thinking and explained to Yan Bin seriously:

"I don't mind you Moji. I'm busy reviewing for the linguistics exam tomorrow afternoon!"

"Really?"

"Fake! Believe it or not."

"..."

Maybe it was the shadow left by what happened last time, and Yan Bin is now worried about gains and losses. Song Pan'er also noticed it. In order to reassure him, she went back to the dormitory to get the materials and took him to the library to stay all morning. Yan Bin didn't go back until Song Pan'er started taking the exam in the afternoon.

After taking the exam, Song Pan'er couldn't help but sigh that it was right to ban students from having puppy love, but it was too much of a delay and they couldn't get an A.

Pouting, he packed his things angrily, planning to go out and call Yan Bin later to vent his anger.

As soon as she left the classroom, Song Zhihao, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, stopped her at the door.

"Song Pan'er, let's talk." Song Zhihao's expression was a little cold.

Song Paner looked at her watch and saw that she still had some time before meeting with the brand owner, so she had enough time. Nodding, "Okay."

It was difficult to find an empty classroom at Beijing University, and the two of them didn't have the time to search from room to room, so they had to leave the first teaching building, find an empty bench on the roadside, and sit down.

"My grandma is sick and is angry with your banner." Song Zhihao remained expressionless.

"Then what?" Song Pan'er asked nonchalantly.

"Can you take it off? You're going too far to bully an old man like this."

Song Pan'er stood up and sighed, "It seems that you are indifferent to right from wrong, so there is nothing to talk about. Bye."

After saying no more than a few words, Song Pan'er quickly raised her legs and left.

Song Zhihao still shouted in a low voice behind her: "I was blind at the beginning. My grandma was right. You are not from the right family. I really promoted you."

Song Pan'er didn't want to be angry at first, but this person got angry. He stopped, turned around, and yelled:

"Looking like you, is your door round or square? How many households are there? What big cloves of garlic are you putting here?"

As soon as Song Paner said these dirty words, Song Zhihao choked and said "you" for a long time. Finally, he cursed "You bitch, you are so vulgar" and wanted to leave.

Song Pan'er rolled her eyes, stepped in front of him, and tested him with ill intentions:

"Your grandma said that your ancestors lived near the ruins of the old government office? Which courtyard? Let me go and see how deep your door is. How many senior officials are there? Are you proud to this day?"

Song Pan'er showed disdain, but the villain in her heart was shouting crazily: 'Tell me where it is, I will buy it and piss your grandma off to death'.

Song Zhihao really knew the location. His grandma told him that his great-grandfather was a first-class official and his ancestral home was in Fangjia Hutong, Dongcheng District. He even visited it. It used to be a three-level house, but it was divided during the Cultural Revolution and now it has become three courtyards.

"Yard No. 1, Fangjia Hutong, Dongcheng District, you can go and learn more about it. My ancestor was a cabinet scholar in the ninth year of Guangxu's reign. The door of the ancestral house is square, and he is a civil servant. There are eight households, and he is a first-grade official." Song Zhihao looked at it with disdain. He glanced at Song Pan'er, turned around and walked away proudly.

I hope this vulgar girl will feel ashamed after seeing her ancestral home and take the banner down, Song Zhihao thought to himself as he walked away.

But he was destined to be disappointed.

After finding out the address, Song Pan'er said a small "Oh yeah", stopped calling and scolding Yan Bin, and happily rode her bicycle to the school gate. She had to finish dealing with the manufacturers quickly, and then go to Fang's alley to have a look.

The negotiation with the manufacturer went very smoothly, and the supply will start next week, and the price was also negotiated a lot. Song Paner was in a good mood. When she got on the subway, she was still thinking, how could everything go so smoothly for her? Am I God's daughter?

The more she thought about it, the happier she became. The originally crowded and noisy subway felt extremely comfortable, and her wonderful mood lasted until she reached her destination.

This God's daughter was dumbfounded. Where is Courtyard No. 1? She walked up and down the alley two or three times but still couldn't find the yard.

There's nothing you can do, there's a mouth on your shoulder, just ask.

It was dinner time, and few people were passing by in the alley. Song Paner waited for a while before she met an old man walking.

He quickly stepped forward and said hello politely, "Uncle, where are you taking a walk? I want to ask you something, where is this alley No. 1 courtyard?"

The uncle stood still and waved his fan twice, "Hey, number one!"

After thinking for a while, he pointed sideways at the courtyard wall not far behind and said, "Now, follow my hand and look there. Isn't this No. 1?"