Mr. Xiao's maternity report

President Li, who had just seen his wife, was very excited, and Xiao Yu could see it.

"I've already told them, I'm leaving tomorrow, and I won't go out with them today." Xiao Yu looked at Li Daxiong who turned over and lay on the bed panting.

"Yeah, but we're not in a hurry to go back, we're here, let's have fun before leaving." A muffled voice came from the bed.

Socks only slept for two hours on the plane, and now he lay on the bed and drank a bottle of milk, feeling drowsy, and fell asleep in the arms of two tightly hugged fathers.

In the bathroom of the single room, the sound of water was mixed with muffled, hoarse panting. Finally, Xiao Yu, who was wrapped in a bath towel and had her legs soft, was hugged out with a smile on her face.

No one came to bother, and the teachers of the visiting group had already taken the bus to the neighboring city.

After resting all morning, Li Xian was full of energy, and with the cooperation of his wife's language, he rented a car.

The family of three walked around this city along the west coast.

There are also beaches in the East China Sea. Compared with the East China Sea, the beaches here are just more foreigners with blonde hair and blue eyes.

Li Xian and Xiao Yu each held the sock with one hand, the sock took off her little shoes, and put on the little skirt that Papa just put on for her today.

Stepping on the incoming waves and leaving three series of large and small footprints,

☆, "We will not dig wild vegetables today"

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Xiao Yu and the others stayed in the United States for two days, mainly because they were not used to food and socks, and Xiao Yu didn't dare to let her eat them all the time.

They couldn't do it by themselves, so they simply wandered around and returned to the country.

On the plane back to China, I met the flight attendant who delivered the socks when he came. The flight attendant saw that the family of three was very close, so he went back to gossip with his friends and wanted to take a photo.

No way, the whole family looks better than celebrities.

When he got home, Xiao Yu had to do two major things.

One is to start collecting collections in museums, and the other is to start recruiting staff.

The couple had planned a date for the opening of the pavilion, and when the time came, they would release news on major media and invite the general public to visit their pavilion.

Contributing to the society also makes a good start for the museum.

Li Xian spent a lot of money on building the museum.

In recent years, the state has encouraged the construction of private museums, but without sufficient economic conditions and social connections, it is a dream to open a museum.

They planned to discuss early and cooperated with the support of the state.

On the one hand, several other museums in Donghai City lent part of their collections to their museums in Xiao Yu's capacity as a representative of Dongda University's blog and a strong title.

The government also helped them receive other collections because of their strong titles, and at the same time gave them a certain amount of financial support.

Although President Li is not short of money, it is still possible to use the money given to him to do some serious business.

With the assurance of the collection and exhibits, what they still have to do is to recruit staff.

In addition to the necessary security personnel, the museum also has a professional "backstage", such as explainers, staff in charge of storage and inspection, etc.

These are not very easy to find in the market. Some Xiao Yu posted recruitment impressions on the Internet, and on the other hand, their school poached people and posted recruitment information around the museum.

At the beginning of May, the collections received from four places in the museum have been collected into the collection room by two staff members recruited by Xiao Yu after a month.

In addition to accepting in the museum, Xiao Yu also intends to acquire some unusual collections, not necessarily ancient cultural relics.

It can be something with extraordinary commemorative significance and an object with positive energy spirit, casting a net everywhere to catch fish.

Li Xian paid attention to this matter, until one day he called Xiao Yu and asked Xiao Yu to go to the company to find him.

He said that he would take him to pick up a very commemorative "cultural relic".

The two of them have been relatively busy these days, and Li Lian's company has ushered in a peak season for building materials demand.

As the president, there will be more work for the title. Xiao Yu is busy tossing about the museum, so Sock has to go to the "bite" house to stay.

Fortunately, the two "bite and bite" children have a hand, and the socks don't make trouble.

In the evening, the two fathers sometimes come back for dinner, and sometimes they take her home, but recently every day when they open their eyes, they are biting at home.

Xiao Yu forgot to ask how big the cultural relic was, and he didn't know where to look.

But since Big Bear wants to take him there, it must not be close to them.

Sure enough, Li Jian, who spared the whole afternoon, directly took his wife out of the city, to a small village in a corner where no shit.

He didn't drive his own Maybach, but found a van that was used by the company to transport small building materials.

The van looked quite new, and it seemed that the staff underneath kept it well. It took three hours to drive the van to get there.

"What the hell is it? It's so far away."

Xiao Yu got out of the car with her black backpack on her back, and looked around in a daze.

The surrounding bungalows are surrounded by verdant eucalyptus trees, quiet and ethereal.

The road here is bumpy and bumpy.

With a grin on his face, Li Xian looked at the backpack hanging behind his wife, tore it off and stuffed it into the car.

"We don't dig wild vegetables today. If you want to eat them, your husband will buy them for you, ah."

Xiao Yu sneered, "Fuck you."

Then he watched Li Daxiong take out large boxes and small boxes from the car, which were some health care products and food.

The couple followed the information on Li Xian's phone and walked inside.

A few days ago, Li Xian had a dinner party about the government's commemorative activities. Li Xian casually mentioned that his museum wanted to accept a different collection.

One of the directors of the Propaganda Committee told him the direction.

The village they found today was a red village during the anti-Japanese period, and there are many anti-Japanese heroes and anti-Japanese deeds.

What Li Xian wants to take away today is a "two-eight big bar" that is said to have been used to transmit news since then, and can still be ridden by people today.

The [-] bars are easy to find, but the [-] bars that have been baptized by the flames of war and witnessed the victory of the war are not so easy to find.

In the past few days, Li Jian has been going around and asked someone to find the owner of the "Legend".

I heard that it will be collected in a museum for more people to visit, so the owner of the car is very dedicated and waiting for the title to come.

I found the car owner's home along some small roads, and my friend who asked me about it said that it was an old man living alone.

His wife and children died in the war, and he has lived here alone, already an old man.

Pushing open the single door panel fixed with iron wires, the couple saw two tile houses, and the hunched old man was walking into the other room with a water ladle.

The water gourd is filled not with water but with flour.

Seeing the two glamorous young people, the old man was not surprised, but very enthusiastic.

He was not afraid that they were liars who came here to deceive him.

But think about it, what else could he lie to?

Seeing Li Xian and Xiao Yu standing in front of his door not understanding, the old man called them weakly, "Come in, I know you are looking for me."

Jerky Mandarin, the voice is shouted out with the strength of old bones.

Hearing that the old man was a communications soldier at that time, Xiao Yu felt sour. How could people forget such a heroic veteran?

Li Jian was not so tense in front of his wife, seeing the situation in front of him, he felt that the thing in his hand seemed to remind him too much of his thick skin.

He also wanted to take away the twenty-eight sticks, which was probably the only thing and thoughts left by the old man.

Thick eyebrows frowned, Li Jian carried something in one hand, and pulled his wife's wrist in with the other.

But at four o'clock in the afternoon, the room was already too dark to see anything.

The old man bent over and leaned back to feel the rope hanging down, and only a little light appeared in the room.

Dim yellow light, a layer of dust and grease on the simple light bulb.

Only then did Xiao Yu realize that there was actually some flour on the chopping board in front of the old man.

The old man scooped up the flour with a ladle just now, but now he is sitting on a long bench with a sense of age and kneading the dough.

The half-kitchen, half-bedroom room was dimly lit even with the lights on.

Xiao Yu couldn't imagine how the old man met before they entered the house without turning on the light.

I don't know if the old man usually eats early or can cook early today. They were invited to sit on another bench and watch him make dinner.

Li Lian bent down and stuffed the things he brought under the old man's bed and under the table, not knowing if the old man saw it or not.

"That old chap has been with me for 50 years, and I'm 67 today."

The old man's wrists were vigorously kneading, and Xiao Yu clearly watched the wounded old hands climb up many terrifying spotted catfish.

He twitched and whispered in his ear, "Go and help him." It's a pity that he can't meet himself.

After Li Qian finished putting away his things, he was beaten by his daughter-in-law before he realized it.

Oh oh, stood up to help twice, but was pushed to sit on the bench by the resolute old man.

"I still have a lot of strength. I can do it without the help of you young men."

The tone of voice rises and falls for a while, and it sounds like a roller coaster ride.

After a while, the couple sitting next to Shen Mo watched the old man roll out the reconciled dough into a large and thin cake, and then cut it into strips with the blunt-looking kitchen knife.

"You guys, do you eat chopped green onion and sesame oil?" This is asking them.

Li Jian quickly declined, "Master, we don't eat!"

The old man didn't seem to hear what they said, and said to himself, "I'm old, I can't eat anything, the noodles are just right, if you want to eat, you can put it yourself, if it is not enough, I will roll it..."

In the end, he still couldn't stop him, and Li Xian and Xiao Yu had dinner at 04:30 for the first time.

Only plain noodles with oily smoke and scallions made a widower who lived alone for a long time make a touching taste, and they never tasted such delicious food again.

After a simple meal, they were led to another room by the old man.

The fabled [-] Dagang was covered by a tattered taupe military overcoat.

Nothing is new, the tires have been patched and patched with maroon rubber.

One of the pedals was missing, and the most conspicuous hole penetrated the middle of the front girder. The old man said that it was hit by a quilt bow.

Xiao Yu and Li Xian had nothing to say. If they really took away this old man, what would this veteran rely on to support his life in the future?

However, the old man resolutely let them take it away. He kept it and couldn't ride it anymore. Then he took out a yellowed photo album from under the mattress he was sleeping on.

The photos inside are all black and white, a group photo of the family of three, a single photo of the daughter and wife, and the rest are group photos taken during the war.

At that time, the young old man was still very handsome, with peace in his eyes.

Now the corners of the eyes and forehead are covered with gullies, which have long been vicissitudes.

"At that time, there was no food to eat, unlike now...you take my old buddy away, but take good care of it, he can still ride it...Our organization sent me to deliver the letter...the devil climbed a tree and beat me... "

The old man talked about the years of war in the past, intermittently connecting and sometimes not.

Li Xian and Xiao Yu listened to him with clasped hands, it was already dark outside, and the room inside seemed even darker.

Coming out of the old man's house, he pushed the [-] big sticks hard.

Xiao Yu looked at the room where the old man was cooking, and said that his mobile phone was still inside, and came out again after a while.

After saying goodbye to the old man solemnly, the two placed their bicycles in the trunk of the van.

I put the seat cushions under the bike to keep the old chap from being bumped and scattered on the way back.

After driving the car back, Li Xian turned on the lights in the car and watched his wife take out her mobile phone from the backpack left in the car.

"What did you put in his house?"

"Two thousand." Xiao Yu replied gently, he had those on him.

He heard Li Qiang sigh, "I just brought one yuan and five." It was still in his pocket to buy a lollipop for socks.

Just as Xiao Yu was about to talk to him, he felt the car body suddenly bumped forward, and then the car stopped still.

☆、"As long as I'm alive, you don't want to be together"

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Xiao Yu stabilized his center of gravity backwards, and Li Lian next to him stepped on the gas pedal again.

The car didn't start several times, so Li Xian checked the fuel tank first, then frowned, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and opened the car door.

Xiao Yu also turned on his phone and followed behind him.

Li Lian opened the front cover of the car to check it, and finally closed the cover heavily, the sound seemed extremely abrupt in the silent surroundings.

"It's too cold, it's fucking starting to go on strike here." Li Xian shone the flashlight on the automatic sensor tube of the fuel tank.

After saying this, Xiao Yu felt that the surroundings were a bit cold.

The thin shirt on his body was blown by the cold wind.There was no light in all directions, let alone street lights in the distance.

Although he was used to the darkness when he was out archaeological, at least it wasn't such a quiet environment.

Xiao Yu was a little scared, but didn't say it out.

He held the phone tightly in his palm, "Then what should we do now?"

Li Xian was not very worried except for being a little angry, he walked to the driver's seat and opened the car door.

"Daughter-in-law, I will push you later, let's push together."

He opened the car door and put one foot on the car to order Xiao Yu.

"Ah."

Li Lian supported the front frame of the car with one hand, and twisted the car key with the other.

His feet landed on the ground, and he quickly shouted "Push" after turning the car keys.

Then the two of them walked forward side by side, Xiao Yu bent over behind and leaned forward to support the frame of the car.

A six-seater van was slowly pushed forward by two grown men.

Seeing the car going faster and faster, Li Xian rushed to the driver's seat, grabbed the steering wheel quickly, and stepped on the clutch and accelerator.

Xiao Yu who was behind saw the grayish-white smoke coming out of the exhaust pipe under his knees, which was very obvious under the light of the mobile phone, and the car started.

With the car door still open, he gripped the steering wheel and shouted, "Daughter-in-law, come up!"

Xiao Yu took a few steps to get into the car, and the two of them closed the car door on their side almost at the same time.

Turn off the flash of the mobile phone, and return to the neon city from the wilderness mountain village without any danger along the way.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when they returned to Donghai. Fortunately, they had eaten in advance so that they would not starve on the way back.

They just didn't expect that there were two small troubles waiting for them at home.

Because the time was too far away, the two planned to send the old guy in the back compartment to the museum tomorrow, and drive the van home today.

As a result, they were stopped when they passed the gate of the community. The couple sat in the van and looked at the safety gate that fell in front of their car.

After 1 minute, the security guard at the gate came out of the small room.

The security guards leaned on their windows only to realize that the owner of the car was the head of the household here, and apologized to them embarrassingly, and hurriedly released the car by remote control of the safety brake.

After returning home and parking the car, Li Xian and Xiao Yu saw two tall, thin, sneaky people lying next to the gate of their house.

Li Jian and Xiao Yu stretched out a hand at the same time to protect each other behind them, and finally they looked at each other, and walked on tiptoe behind those two people.

Just as one person was about to pinch a person's neck, that person turned around.

Seeing that they were so excited, they were jumping up and down without daring to tell them to open the door quickly, like two dumb monkeys.

Inexplicably, he closed the door of the house, and Li Xian and Xiao Yu looked at the two of them.

Song Jun and Song Yun were still wearing black and white pajamas, and Song Yun was still clutching a flat wallet.

"Do you owe usury?" asked the two of them in a cold voice.

Song Jun and Song Yunqi shook their heads.

"You robbed the bank?" Xiao Yu put the backpack on the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

The two shook their heads together again.

"My father is coming to arrest me, and my mother secretly reported it to me."

Song Jun looked a little scared, but he still deserved a beating in a carefree manner.

It was only then that Li Jian remembered that he hadn't read the information about Song Jun and Song Yun that he asked Xu Feng to look up for him.

Because he was busy with other things, the materials were kept in his office and had not been opened.

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Yu asked casually after changing his shoes.

I thought that he and Daxiong had to finish their work quickly and come back earlier to pick up the socks, and my daughter should be clamoring to find them.

"My dad! He just can't bear me being with him. If they catch me today, then our game will be over."

Song Jun reacted quite strongly, as if he was genuinely afraid of being separated from Song Yun.

Song Yun, who was watching from the side, was afraid because he was afraid, but he was holding the wallet with one hand, and the other hand was just pulling Song Jun's wrist, without saying a word.

Li Xian heard his bluffing and his brain hurt, so he asked directly, "Who is your father?"

Song Jun's arrogance disappeared, and he moved his lips half-deadly, "Song Changhai."

……

"What?"

Isn't it a coincidence? It's not.

Sternly frowned, Song Changhai.

During dinner a few days ago, I heard from the people from the government that the big head moved here from Anshan.

The person in charge of Haiyuan Zhongqi is a soldier and a businessman with a high rank.

The big sponsorships are exclusively for the national team. I heard that there is still power at the top, so the red background should not be too strong.

It's not at the same level as Donghai's entrepreneurs or wealthy businessmen who are only rich. They were discussing how to invite this big guy out for dinner that day.

He folded his arms as if he was watching a good show, and leaned against the door frame, "Your father is coming soon, so it's useless to find us, your father has a sharp old nose, and then he accidentally hurt me and me." What's wrong with my wife, do you think you two are worthy of the meal that me and your brother Xiao Yu gave you?"

Song Yun seemed to know this a long time ago, his head hanging down on the ground looked very distressing.

Xiao Yu, who had been listening quietly by the side, stomped on his foot expressionlessly, and raised his foot when he heard his "ow", "Speak well."

Only then did Li Jian open his mouth seriously, "Your father is so capable, why are you looking for us?"

Hearing this, Song Yun wanted to turn around and go out, but was held back by Song Jun.

As if he was sure that the two big brothers would help them, he dragged Song Yun in if he couldn't get out, and started to pretend he couldn't hear.

"This idiot has been hungry for a long time, is there anything to eat?"

"Tsk", Li Lian was about to call out Song Jun from behind, "It's really your family, the little brat dares to slack even before his tail grows out, you're going to be a big hit if your father is capable, right?"

Xiao Yu pulled him from behind and spoke to the two people inside, "There are eggs and noodles, cook them yourself."

"okay!"

Li Xian was pulled by Xiao Yu to live in front of the restaurant.

"What happened to his father?" Xiao Yu raised his head halfway.

"Then..." He put his arms around Xiao Yu's neck and whispered in his ear, and finally pinched the back of his neck.

"It can't be up to me, what should we do? We can't do it."

Xiao Yu continued to raise her head gently, "So you just watched the two of them being taken apart?" Xiao Yu could see it.

Those two people really cared about each other, Song Jun always acted foolishly on the surface, but in fact he cared a lot about Song Yun, but his tone always made people think that he was superior to Song Yun.

Before they could say anything more, the doorbell rang. As they approached the door, they were startled by the sudden sound.

Then he "floated" to the door without a sound, opened the peephole and looked outside. Behind him were Song Jun and Song Yun who were lying on the door frame and dare not stand up.

The lid of the cat's eye was opened, and Li Xian and Xiao Yu lay on the door and took turns looking out.

There were at least five people standing outside their door, and a middle-aged man stood among them.

Yintang hangs his needles, his face is upright, and his whole body exudes an unusual aura from his surroundings.

Li Li turned his face and looked down at his wife, speaking with breath, "It's his father..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yu quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Xiao Yu naturally saw it, but he was afraid that they would be discovered even if they talked like this.

The people outside the door refused to let go, and Li Xian watched through the cat's eyes that the bodyguard closest to the doorbell rang the doorbell again and again.

The four people inside the door were all very nervous, especially Xiao Yu, the reverberating doorbell never stopped in his ears.

He gave up his job, grabbed the door panel and talked to his wife again, "Damn it, our family..."

Our doorbell is about to be punched out of the hole by him.

Well, his wife covered his mouth again.

Damn it, President Li is cursing in his heart, what is this called?

It is unreasonable for him and his daughter-in-law to talk secretly in their own home.

From the corner of his eyes, the covered mouth saw the "culprit" who was lying on the door of the restaurant and dared not come out, causing him to be unable to speak in his own home, and stared at them fiercely.

Song Jun and Song Yun did not retract their respective half heads.

The doorbell finally stopped, Li Xian thought they were going to leave, and then heard Song Jun's father talking outside.

"Song Jun, don't be too embarrassing in someone else's house, you come out to me now."

Threats, outright threats.

However, Song Jun's father is such a character, and he seems to know that such a veteran is very stubborn, which makes it difficult for Li Xian and Xiao Yu.

However, Song Jun is worthy of being Song Changhai's son, his father didn't make a sound when he called for someone to come out so clearly, so he is not afraid that his father will let someone tear down the door and tie him back directly.

Xiao Yu still covered his tight mouth, the couple held their breath and listened quietly to the people outside continuing to talk to the door panel.

"Song Jun, your father told you clearly."

Song Changhai outside the door calmly warned Song Jun and Song Yun inside the door.

"In this life, as long as I'm still alive, the two of you don't want to be together. Now I still have the patience to wait for you to come out by yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to your neighbors."

The middle-aged man's speech was sonorous and forceful, as good as Xiao Yu's father, but Xiao Chengguang was not in such a hurry.

Although Song Changhai sounded unhurried, he was actually getting angry.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to arrest Song Jun himself.

Outside the door continued to speak, "Unless you are not afraid of me sending Song Yun away, it won't work if you come to beg me at that time."

Speaking of this, Song Jun in the restaurant was still as stable as Mount Tai, but Song Yun on one side was already trembling all over.

Li Lian at the entrance gave a thumbs up to Song Jun who was looking at the door coldly. This son is very handsome.

The stalemate didn't last long, and a bodyguard outside the door had already shouted inside, "Master, we are about to open the door, are you behind? Back up, don't hurt anyone."

As he spoke, Li Xian saw the snarky bodyguard pick up a hammer from the ground.

Really... Can you be so willful if you have money and power?This is his home! !

Xiao Yu was pulled back by Li Yan, clenching his fists calmly, it is better to take the socks home in a few days.

But what is surprising is that Song Jun didn't hide any more, and came out of the restaurant with his back straightened, with a righteous look on his face, Song Yunla didn't hold him back.

Even if they didn't stop him, he didn't believe that the group of people outside really failed to forcibly destroy the houses.

But Song Jun opened the door alone, and stood at the door of the group of people alone.

"Snapped!"

What greeted Song Jun was a resounding slap from his strict father.

Song Jun's beaten face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the six bodyguards fell silent.

Li Jian pulled Xiao Yuhu behind him,

☆、"Let's forget it"

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The beaten Song Jun looked at his father soberly, "I'll go back with you, but if he doesn't go with you, you have no right to touch him."

Song Changhai, who was expressionless, looked at his only son at the same level, "You are negotiating conditions with me."

Not a question, but a statement.

Song Jun, who usually acts like a fool, is very serious now, "He is Uncle Qin's son, you promised Uncle Qin to take good care of him."

Song Changhai wasn't angry with him, and didn't even look for Song Yun's shadow.

Xu Xu said: "Of course I know my promise, but it doesn't mean that I agree with you two messing around. If you don't change this problem, Song Yun will naturally send him to a place where you can't find him, so he can live a good life."

Song Jun seemed to have heard too many words like this, and immediately interrupted him, "Let me go with you as you agreed, regardless of his business." His eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were firm and cold.

Song Changhai also stared at him coldly, "It's up to me whether to say it or not, and it's up to you whether to go or not."

"You don't count!"

"You guys are fooling around."

"Why can't we be together? You are stubborn! You are discriminatory!"

Song Jun forgot the pain on his face, so Song Changhai continued to remind him, kicking his son's knee.

Song Jun immediately knelt down on one knee, caught off guard, and suppressed the pain in his mouth only after he knelt down.

Song Yun inside couldn't bear it any longer. He strode up behind Song Jun and quickly helped him to stand up, sobbing suppressedly.

The bodyguard next to him didn't know whether to help or separate the two, but Song Changhai stretched out his hand to stop them.

Song Yun understood Song Changhai's strength. Song Changhai was very strict with him and Song Jun when he came out of the army.

If the whole family does not sit down, someone will be punished if they move their chopsticks first.

Sometimes it is to go to the compound to run ten laps, and sometimes it is to receive twenty blows.

He is fine, Song Jun, as the only son of the Song family, caught a caterpillar and put it in the fish tank at home when he was seven years old.

He was kicked three times by Song Changhai. Even though Song Jun was skinny, he lay on the bed for a week.

"Go in!" Seeing Song Yun, a fool, coming out, Song Jun pushed him in cruelly.

It's a pity that Song Yun intertwined his fingers firmly, and this push made both of them take a step into the room.

Song Changhai was extremely dissatisfied when he saw the two hands clasped together, and his anger overflowed from his chest.

"Song Yun, don't make me feel sorry for your parents."

"Don't scare him!!" Song Jun frowned, like a beast about to show its fangs.

Cruelly pushing Song Yun away to let him in, he hated his own father viciously.

Song Yun in the room was pushed staggeringly, Xiao Yu helped him up, looking at Song Yun with despair and guilt in his eyes.

Song Changhai calmly raised his wrist to check the time, and said without any nonsense, "Don't disturb others' rest, take him away." He turned and left.

Then the two bodyguards closest to the door were about to grab Song Jun, but Song Jun gave him a cold look, "I'll go by myself."

Li Xian and Xiao Yu, who acted as background boards throughout the whole process, didn't know how to help their fateful couple, seeing that Song Jun was about to leave Song Yun and their sight.

The light in the porch was on, and the outside was shrouded in darkness. Song Jun stood against the light and looked back at Song Yun.

Still in a domineering tone, "I'll find you when I come back."

Then he strode away, as if he was afraid that he would lose the courage to lift his foot in the next moment.

Song Yun in the room couldn't make a sound.

One minute later, the sound of the car starting disappeared one after another. In the dining room, the battery stove on the gas stove boiled water, dripping and disturbing.

After Song Jun left, he didn't call them a single call, and there was no news from them.

In case Song Yunzhen was taken away by Song Changhai, Xiao Yu asked Song Yun to sleep in their guest room on the first floor and make plans when Song Jun came back.

But when will Song Jun come back?

A week after Song Jun left, Song Yun fainted in the guest room because he couldn't eat, and he didn't find out until Xiao Yu came back from the museum at night.

Song Yun doesn't cry or make trouble, eats and sleeps alone, and carries his mobile phone wherever he goes, in fact, he didn't go anywhere, but he must make sure that the mobile phone is with him when he takes a shower.

It's just that the delicate little thing seems to be broken, and the sparrow has been silent for half a month.

It's June, and the socks have been replaced with suspenders and suspender skirts at home. There is no news from Song Jun yet.

Xiao Yu occasionally enlightened Song Yun, Song Changhai is so strong, Song Jun will definitely try his best to fight with his father for the future of the two of them, maybe whether to agree or not is just a matter of time.

If you want to wait for Song Jun to come back to find you, you must eat well, sleep well, and use enough energy to wait for a hard-earned result.

Song Yun listened to what he said, and ate and slept well on the surface.

But I don't know if it's because of too much anxiety and longing, the food I eat will spit out, and I can't sleep at night.

Song Yun suffered from insomnia the whole night, and his face was so gloomy that Sock dared not approach him.

By mid-May, Sock was able to communicate with people intermittently in short sentences, walking or trotting very steadily.

I can almost eat with my father when I eat, but I always argue about drinking milk powder at night.

That day, Sock sat on the newly replaced crawling blanket at home and piled up blocks. Xiao Yu asked Song Yun to watch her, and edited the background of the cultural relics in the study.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Song Jun knocked on the door of Xiao Yu's house as if from the sky.

Song Yun's nerves were extremely tense, as if he opened the door and saw Song Jun, he would die immediately.

But when he opened the door, it was Song Jun who was about to die.

Song Jun's clothes outside the door were new, black coat and black trousers, his whole body was wrapped in black, the skin on his body was not exposed in such hot weather, as if he was deliberately covering something.

But he really can't hide anything, because there are large and small scars on his face.

A bandage was tied on one side of the forehead, a large bruise hung from the corner of the eye, and one side of the cheek was bulging.

The white skin was bursting on the lips, as if it hadn't been moistened by a drop of water for many days.

Socks lying in the living room saw the two big brothers standing still at the door, got up from the ground and walked to the door.

Song Jun saw him first, and with a grin and a "hissy" breath, he closed the door and touched her face and came in.

On the contrary, Song Yun didn't say a word, but stared at him with eyes that were actually hazy.

"Who are you?" The little girl's pronunciation taught by her father is already very standard, unlike the previous few months, she couldn't correct it.

Sometimes she is always taken by the big daddy to say a few words in dialect, which is very playful from her mouth.

Song Jun wanted to laugh but his mouth hurt, he teased her with a straight face, "I showed you Pleasant Goat, you forgot?" It's only been a few months since I saw Pleasant Goat.

At this time, it is normal for a child to forget the person he met a few months ago, and tilt his head to look at him, "Brother, what's wrong with your face?"

Xiao Yu came down from upstairs and saw that Song Jun came back without much fluctuation.

Pick up the socks on the floor and go upstairs, giving the two of them a private space.

Sock hadn't figured out his doubts yet, and was a little unwilling to be hugged by the little daddy. He put his arms around Xiao Yu's neck and asked this and that, and Xiao Yu answered her patiently.

Song Jun who came back seemed to still look like a little rascal. Seeing that the little fool Song Yun had been silent for a long time, he hooked his neck and brought him to the sofa.

He also smiled like a hooligan, but Song Yun saw that the corner of his mouth was grinning and at the same time, the small opening that had been healed was opened.

"I'm not dead, what kind of eyes are you looking at? You want to see me off early."

Song Jun looked very angry and Song Yun quietly didn't talk to him.

From the time he entered the door to now, Song Yun's tears have not flowed down, and he doesn't know whether he is enduring it or has already wiped it off.

"He, he hit you." Song Yun expressed bluntly, his voice trembling.

"Tch," Song Jun said nonchalantly, "Hit me? Why did he beat his son? You can't make fun of yourself." Song Jun's words were half true and half false.

When Song Changhai got home, he threw him into a room that was used as a confinement room, and followed the old routine of the army. It's a pity that the army knew how to keep pace with the times, but he was still standing still.

Song Jun didn't have a mobile phone or a phone, thinking about that little fool Song Yun, and worried that his father would take someone to send Song Yun away, so he started howling loudly in the "confinement room".

Said that his father was a feudal monarch, a stubborn tyrant, and a stubborn landlord. In short, he used all the vocabulary learned in high school.

Howling is not howling during the day, just picking up and disturbing the people at night.

Song Changhai's habit of thrift and thrift developed in the army is deeply ingrained, and everyone's great cause is to buy a residential building in Donghai to get through.

This is good, Song Jun shouted every night, and the neighbors thought his father was a kidnapper.

In the end, Song Changhai hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he took Song Jun and locked him in a factory of China Automobile Co., Ltd., beating him with a stick while asking him if he should