The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

Qin Yan didn't have much patience. He looked at Song Yu whose eyes were wet from fright, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

"No!" Song Yu opened his small arms, and his stand was firm.

The scene was at a stalemate, just when Qin Yan was about to forcibly take the dumpling out of the liquid medicine, Ling Jing also walked in.

"Don't touch Yuyu."

He pressed Qin Yan's shoulder to prevent him from pushing the little guy in front of him away.

"What? You're all planning to stop me?" Qin Yan already had a hint of turning his back.

Ling Jing stepped forward, and calmly embraced the frightened Song Yu.Then he persuaded: "You fish him out at this time, there is no need."

"Song Tang may already be recovering his memory. If you interrupt him halfway and let him only remember half of the past, it is a coincidence that you stop at the part where you angered him. Tell me, how do you die? ?”

It's okay if Ling Jing doesn't persuade him, but Qin Yan's face becomes even uglier after he persuades him.

His eyes fell on the chubby little dumpling in the liquid medicine, and his fists were unconsciously clenched.

But at least he didn't forcefully interrupt Song Tang.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ling Jing was tired from standing, so he pulled a chair beside him and sat down, while Song Yu climbed onto his lap with ease.

"Ling Jing."

Song Yu tugged at his clothes and called out in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Ling Jing lowered his head and asked him.

Song Yu glanced at the side with a very serious expression, so serious that the terrible Qin Yan was a little confused in his small voice: "I want my brother to be well, his head doesn't hurt, and he can remember everything from the past. Did he do something wrong? ah?"

Ling Jing's heart tightened: "Why do you think so?"

Song Yu's voice became softer: "Xianjun...he seems a little sad."

My brother and Xianjun are actually quite happy together now.

Ling Jing didn't think he was at fault, not to mention that Song Tang's memory would recover sooner or later, now that Qin Yan tried to stop him, it was just a useless delay.

Just to say that Yuyu brought Song Tang here today, the purpose is simple——

He didn't want to give his brother a headache.

Seeing the self-doubt and confused struggle of the little guy in his arms, he slowed down his voice and coaxed: "Hey, don't think too much, you're not wrong."

"Even if you don't bring your brother, he will still slowly remember the past. If you bring him here, it will make it easier for him to recover his memory."

These words were neither serious nor serious, and they all fell into Qin Yan's ears, causing the latter's eyes to move.

Another moment passed.

The small white ball soaked in the liquid medicine suddenly twitched its claws.

Qin Yan and Song Yu, who had been watching him all this time, came to the basin almost immediately.

"elder brother!"

"Tangtang."

Two voices sounded at the same time, the dumpling in the basin slowly opened its eyes, and then yawned under their concerned eyes.

"What are you doing in front of me?" Song Tang's little round face was puzzled, and then he kicked his paws and muttered: "I'm sleepy, I've got cramp."

There was unconcealable tension in Qin Yan's eyes, he paused, and then asked: "Tangtang, you...do you remember anything?"

Song Yu also said nervously, "Brother, do you have a headache?"

The reaction of these two people is a bit strange, Song Tang thought to himself.He raised his claws and rubbed his face, felt his body seriously, and then replied: "It doesn't hurt."

"I just remembered something from the past." He rubbed his face slowly, and said hesitantly, "Qin Yanyan, did you burn all the little drawing books I hid?"

Qin Yan: "..."

Qin Yan's expression froze, and he also remembered this paragraph.

This was when it was still peaceful, Tangtang tried his best to chase him, but in the end he couldn't catch him, so he ran down the mountain to relieve his boredom.

Somehow, by mistake, he collected some small picture books with rather unsightly contents.

He also thinks that the people in the picture book are not good-looking, so he directly did it himself and changed the main characters in it to them...

"It's not me." Qin Yan's face returned to normal, and he calmly threw the pot away: "Yu Yu burned it."

Song Yu was confused: "What?"

How did you get involved with him? !

Song Tang looked at his younger brother's innocent face, then at Qin Yan, and scratched at the latter angrily, "Let Yuyu take the blame for you again! I remember it all, you burned my little drawing book, you want to burn my little drawing book Hu Mei, who slept with me, became bald, and there are so many things to do, you are all on Yuyu's behalf!"

Song Yu heard his brother digging up old accounts, and finally remembered that it was all done by Xianjun. He was suddenly happy and sad, and grabbed Ling Jing's hand beside him, unable to speak.

Song Tang talked about all the memories that came to his mind, and after speaking, Ling Jing was obviously relieved when he saw Qin Yan.

Before leaving, the old man added something slowly to them: "Now that Song Tang thinks about the past, his head doesn't hurt so much. It's a good sign."

Moreover, his medicine is also useful.As long as he doesn't have a headache, then Song Tang can almost retrieve his memory at any time.

Of course, he didn't say that.Because at any time, he is not sure which time it will be at any time.

Qin Yan said "um", probably because he felt that Song Tang hadn't remembered the worst memory until now, and he didn't remember it even after soaking in the liquid medicine, so he relaxed his vigilance a little, and after perfunctory, took Song Tang Tang went home.

Song Yu was also led back by Ling Jing.

After tossing and tossing for so long, Song Yu has almost digested the food that he ate in the afternoon.Before he got home, he rubbed his belly and looked at Ling Jing: "I'm hungry."

Ling Jing looked at the side of the road. It was night now, and the most open businesses on the roadside were barbecue stalls.

And Song Yu's eyes were glued to those barbecue stalls, unable to move away.

"Want to eat?" He pulled the car to the side of the road and asked.

Song Yu nodded her head vigorously, almost drooling: "I think! I have eaten with Mu Mu before, and it was delicious."

Ling Jing's eyes flickered with hesitation. In his opinion, these roadside stalls are not as clean as those at home or the restaurants he frequents.

But the little guy's look of wanting to eat made him feel a little soft-hearted.

half an hour.

He unbuckled his seat belt, turned sideways and asked Song Yu, "Do you want me to buy it and eat it, or should we go down and eat it together?"

"Go down and eat!"

Song Yu replied without thinking. He looked at those people eating barbecue, sitting on the side of the road, enjoying the cool breeze, drinking wine, and then chomping on skewers. He thought it was cool!

There are not too many people here, and there are only a few tables of middle-aged men at the barbecue stand. Ling Jing found two hats from the car, put them on one by one, and then led him there.

Song Yu also brought money with him, not much, but he felt it was enough to spend.

When he went to buy barbecue, he patted his small chest, but he was generous: "You can pick whatever you want, bring more meat, and I'll pay for it."

Ling Jing smiled: "Yuyu wants to buy me meat after earning money?"

He just asked casually, but Song Yu nodded with a sullen face, and said in a serious tone: "Yes, I just want to make a lot of money, buy you meat, flowers, and all the good things .”

When he was so poor that he didn't have a dime, Ling Jing treated him like this.

Therefore, all the money he earns must be given to Ling Jinghua.

Ling Jing's heart warmed up, and he raised his hand to stroke his hair.

The boss, who was waiting for them to pick out the ingredients, suddenly coughed twice and interrupted them: "Then what, why don't you guys have a full stomach first, and then be warm?"

The smile on Ling Jing's lips suddenly froze, and he turned to look at the boss.

The boss looked up at the sky, and said in his heart, don't stare at me, you guys gay me first.

Ling Jing looked at him for a few seconds, then looked away, and picked up some ingredients on a plate.

When Song Yu was squatting in front of the curb last time, he ate barbecue with Mumu and Jiayi.

At that time, a young lady said she couldn't finish eating and sold it to them. It was a big plate and cost 10 yuan.

So, seeing that Ling Jing's choice was about twice as much as last time, Song Yu confidently took out 20 yuan from his small wallet and handed it to the boss.

The boss just finished counting and calculated the price.Looking at the 20 yuan handed over by the little hand, he took it as if it was a fraction.

But I put all the ingredients on the grill, and I didn't see the other party give the whole money.

His movements of brushing the sauce were a bit slower, his eyelids were raised, and he looked at Song Yu: "Then what, have you paid the money?"

Song Yu stared at the food on the grill, swallowed and replied, "I've already given it."

The boss looked at the 20 yuan he had just put into the box to make sure that his memory was correct.

"Little handsome guy, you only gave me a fraction, how about 100?"

Song Yu finally moved his eyes away from the barbecue, and looked at the boss in shock: "There are still 100?"

The boss nodded: "Yes, it's 120 in total, and I'll give you half a pint of beer."

Song Yu was still confused, he said blankly, "But last time, a sister sold me a big plate for only 10 yuan."

The boss laughed when he heard it: "That's obvious, you are being pitied by the young lady."

Although Song Yu didn't understand it well, but the boss wanted to charge another 100 yuan, he could only take out his wallet obediently.

Thinking about the cost of this barbecue meal, Song Yu calculated the future expenses in his little head.

Although he got the ranking this time, although he had tens of thousands of dollars, Ling Jing also spent a lot of money on other things besides eating.

He was worried, it was so difficult to raise a husband.

After handing in the money, Ling Jing picked a seat where he could get some wind, but with better concealment, and sat down with the little guy who was still making plans in his head.

Not long after, the boss brought up the finished barbecue and gave them a small half beer for free.

"I brought a lot of this beer from the stall today, and I guess it won't be sold out. I'm too lazy to bring it back, so I'll give it to you."

Ling Jing glanced at the beer, compared with the wines in his wine cabinet, even the ones that were usually opened, this beer can be regarded as inferior.

It can be seen that the people around are drinking this wine happily, and he is inexplicably aroused a little interest.

Finding a glass, Ling Jing poured the bottle of wine he had just opened into the glass, and drank it with his head raised. The beer was cold, and it was quite comfortable to drink now.

Song Yu, on the other hand, was biting into skewers, delicious.

He cherishes every bite of food, and looks like he is eating seriously, so he is probably qualified to be a snack broadcaster.

The two ate the grilled skewers, and Ling Jing drank beer from time to time, both of them were very comfortable.

Song Yu didn't focus on the wine in Ling Jing's glass until he was full.

He wiped his scorched red mouth with a tissue, then poked Ling Jing's arm.

"Are you full?" Ling Jing asked.

Song Yu nodded his head, looked eagerly at his cup, then at him, and made a polite and well-behaved request——

"Ling Jing." He asked softly, "Can I have a sip of your wine? Just a sip."

The author has something to say: Riwan get!

Crematoriums happen when they are caught off guard, which is exciting.

Fish cubs today are well-behaved jpg／

啾咪。感谢在2020-06-2219:48:58~2020-06-2223:40:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Ruanjia Baijie;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Da Da 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of color snacks; 3 bottles of Qing; 1 bottle of Ah Ning;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!