Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

Everything in front of me is covered with a layer of transparent oilcloth, which is a bit hazy. The windows on the second floor are not too low. Looking at it this way, it looks more like an illusion.

Song Yinzhi was startled, and quickly rubbed his eyes.

When I looked up again, the window was completely empty.

I vaguely remember that it was a long-haired man wearing strange clothes. Speaking of it, it was like the Shikigami costume in the game, but it was not so exaggerated. The important thing is that the man who seemed to be hallucinating, like Xiao Xueqiu, had a pair of Oddly colored pupils.

Song Yinzhi piled the broom in the corner and rushed into the room in a hurry.

"Little Snowball! Little Snowball!" He even tried to scare away the uninvited guest who didn't know if he really existed with his voice while running.

A fierce tiger pounced on its prey, Song Yinzhi almost flew into Xiao Xueqiu's room, and then wiped away several meters away with his face on the ground.

He didn't care about his nose, and quickly raised his head to look at the little snowball on the bed.

"Da?" Little Xueqiu was sitting obediently on the bed, holding a hardcover book in his hand.

He looked at Song Yinzhi who was lying on the ground in surprise, wondering what trick he was playing.

"Show the snowball to brother, isn't it hurt?" Song Yinzhi got up from the ground, picked up the little snowball and checked it up and down.

"Da da da?" With an obviously emotional sound, Xiao Xueqiu stretched out his hand and pushed Song Yinzhi away.

"Is there anyone else in your room just now?" Song Yinzhi said, kneeling on the ground again, lifting the sheet to check the bottom of the bed.

It was empty and there was nothing inside.

Is it in the closet?

Song Yinzhi walked over on tiptoe, and opened the closet when he wasn't prepared.

Wow, Little Snowball's clothes are so cute no matter how many times I look at them.

No, now is not the time to meddle in such business.

Song Yinzhi pulled Xiao Xueqiu's closet almost upside down, and didn't even see a hair of the extra.

Behind the curtains, under the table, even the trash can was searched, and the traces of the golden-eyed man's existence were completely erased.

Song Yinzhi got up from the ground dripping with sweat, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and let out a long breath of relief.

Maybe it was really hallucinations.

Seeing that Xiao Xueqiu was looking at him with that strange gaze, Song Yinzhi quickly put on a smiling face and greeted him warmly.

He knew that he had just finished cleaning and was dirty, so he didn't dare to hug this clean baby, so he could only sit on the side and look at him with a smile.

"Ah, little Xueqiu, are you reading? It's amazing. You can read at such a young age. Brother, let's see what books you're reading."

Saying that, Song Yinzhi picked up the thick book next to the little baby...

"One Hundred Ways to Take Robbery"

Song Yinzhi:? ? ?

What's this?whose book?

And this is a book with all Chinese characters, without a single picture, can a baby really understand it?

Song Yinzhi casually turned a page——

Q: What should I do if my daughter-in-law thinks about running away every day.

A: The easiest way is to make a cage, prop it up with bamboo poles, and put a bowl of millet under it. When the daughter-in-law sees the millet, she will eagerly come over to eat this bowl of millet out of foraging instinct. When he didn't care, he pulled the bamboo pole and the cage fell down, so that the daughter-in-law would be firmly covered in it, and she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.

Song Yinzhi: Wait a minute, I understand the truth, but isn't this really the way to catch birds?

Q: What should I do if my daughter-in-law goes to meet another man behind her back and claims that he is just a friend.

A: This will test your ability to predict. Find out where the two will meet in advance, and place a few more animal traps on the road, so that the daughter-in-law will have to go to the hospital for treatment due to a leg injury, and thus give up meeting the man.

Song Yinzhi: ...

No, can the author of this book be sent to prison and learn to be a man again?

"Little Xueqiu, don't read such books that violate laws and regulations. Brother, I will read you the story of the Little Mermaid later, okay?" Song Yinzhi said, slipping the book "The Robbery" into his belt without any trace. Li, stood up, and walked out the door sideways like a crab.

Little Xueqiu looked at the embarrassing adult in front of him, and sighed slightly. After Song Yinzhi ran out of the bedroom, he took out another book from under the pillow with a blank expression——

"The Overlord's 99 Styles: How to Rob the Civil Man"

Compiler: W. Hubert (another book "One Hundred Ways of Robbery").

****

Song Yinzhi hid in the kitchen while preparing lunch and listening to the news broadcast of the day.

"At ten o'clock last night, the popular artist Bandy was found dead at home by his girlfriend. After preliminary investigation by the police, the cause of death was mechanical asphyxiation. The specific cause is still under investigation."

Song Yinzhi was cutting cucumber sticks, and raised his head in surprise.

This name seems familiar?

Come to think of it, it seems like I've heard this name just recently.

When……

Suddenly, Song Yinzhi slapped his forehead:

By the way, it wasn't just yesterday, Xiao Xueqiu took a bunch of photos and asked herself to choose one, and this artist was the hardworking and progressive artist she chose in the end!

How come... died.

Thinking about it, Song Yinzhi couldn't help feeling a little pity.

He is obviously a very hardworking person, and he became popular after being silent for many years. Seeing that his bright star career was about to start, it ended in a hurry.

Mechanical asphyxia, what causes it?Hang yourself?strangle?Anyway, the news didn't report the specific cause of death, and Song Yinzhi didn't dare to guess randomly.

He put the cucumber strips into the water, and casually took the pork ribs aside, ready to cut them into small pieces and blanch them in water.

"Ding dong—" the doorbell rang loudly, circling back and forth in the empty hall.

Song Yinzhi was startled by the suddenness of the voice, washed his hands quickly, and ran to open the door without taking off his apron.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold air hit instantly, covering the head and face.

Song Yinzhi shivered unconsciously, and looked up.

There were two people, one big and one small, standing at the door. The big one was wearing a navy blue suit, with neatly tucked hair, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looked refined.

The little one... was about the same age as Little Xueqiu by visual inspection, one and a half or two years old, white and tender, very cute, but his face was expressionless and cold, exactly the same as the little Xueqiu when we first met.

This little baby was carrying an ultra-small schoolbag, and Banban was standing outside the door. When he saw Song Yinzhi, he bowed respectfully, and said in a milky but adult-like voice:

"Meet you, Chuchi, my name is Feng Chen."

"Ah, ah, good, hello." Such a polite and mature baby made Song Yinzhi a little embarrassed.

"Hello, Mr. Song, I'm Mr. Feng's secretary, and my surname is Lin." The man pushed his glasses, and then stretched out a hand to Song Yinzhi.

Hearing this, Song Yinyi burst into tears in his heart:

Dead ghosts, you finally showed up, when will my salary be settled?

"This little baby is Mr. Feng's second son. Because he is weak and sick, Mr. Feng has been taking him with him all the time. But Mr. Feng and his wife are going to Africa to expand their business in the near future. The weather conditions there are not good, so the second young master can't take him there. .”

With that said, the man who claimed to be the secretary took out a bank card from his briefcase and handed it over:

"There is 10 yuan in it. You can write off your portion of salary by yourself, and the rest will subsidize your family. If it is not enough, you can contact me."

Song Yinzhi took the bank card in a daze, looked at it for a long time, then raised his head and said in bewilderment:

"So you mean..."

Secretary Lin glanced at the little baby next to him, and said in a clear voice, "Since you have performed well and received high praise from Young Master Feng Qi, we, President Feng, have decided to—"

The little baby was pushed in front of Song Yinzhi by the man:

"This child is also temporarily under your care."

A bolt of lightning struck Song Yinzhi into an African.

One is enough for him to cry, and another one? !

"His name is Feng Chen. He is one and a half years old this year. He is a fraternal twin with our Young Master Feng Qi. He doesn't look alike, nor does he have a similar personality. He is a little more obedient than Young Master Feng Qi."

"This..." Song Yinzhi looked hesitantly at Feng Qi's little baby's window.

If the child found out, he would definitely lose his temper again.

Song Yinzhi had basically expected the violent storm after Feng Qi saw this uninvited guest again, ranging from hunger strike to rolling all over the ground in severe cases.

"Then, I'll leave the child to you. I'm going to catch a plane with Mr. Feng soon. That's it, thank you very much." As he said that, the man bowed solemnly to Song Yinzhi with a ninety-degree standard in the workplace.

"Wait..." Song Yinzhi was still about to say something, when Secretary Lin disappeared from sight as if fleeing.

Song Yinzhi's mouth was slowly closed, and then he looked down at the little baby who was staring at him with a pair of big brown eyes.

He thought Feng Qi was the only child, but he has a younger brother.

This little devil is used to running rampant at home, and when such a little guy who competes with him for food, play and pets suddenly appears, Song Yinzhi feels that he is destined to be unable to live in peace for a while.

But looking at this little baby who was looking forward to him, Song Yinzhi couldn't help but squat down, trying to keep eye level with him, not wanting to make the baby feel pressured.

"Your name is Feng Chen, right?" He asked gently with a smile on his face.

The little baby nodded.

"Do you have a nickname?"

The little baby shook his head.

"Your brother's name is Xiaoxueqiu, so I will call you... Xiaoyudian from now on?"

As he said that, Song Yinzhi pointed at the gray sky embarrassingly: "Because it was about to rain when you came, Feng Chen is a bit of a natural for you, a little rain, can you?"

Feng Chen looked at Song Yinzhi's gentle eyebrows, and nodded slightly after a while.

"Then let's come in." Song Yinzhi took Feng Chen's hand and helped him slowly approach the house.

Feng Chen walked into the house cautiously, looking at the surrounding environment a little curiously, but when he looked at it and happened to meet Song Yinzhi's eyes, he immediately looked back, stared blankly at a certain point and became dazed.

"This is your home, Xiao Yudian, don't be so rigid, relax." Song Yinzhi reached out to rub Feng Chen's hair in order to show his friendliness, and then asked, "By the way, your brother is on the second floor, I'll take you Go find him?"

Feng Chen glanced at him, then immediately lowered his head and didn't speak.

"You may not have any impression of your brother, he is a baby of the same age as you." Song Yinzhi tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, for fear of scaring this fragile and fragile little doll.

Sure enough, it was said that Cao Cao Cao Cao had arrived.

Just when Song Yinzhi was thinking about what to say to get closer to this little baby, he caught sight of a small voice stumbling down the stairs from the corner of his eye, still chanting:

"Brother, I feel a little lonely without you here."

Song Yinzhi's heart: You won't be alone soon, your companion is here.

The little baby sighed like an old man, as soon as he went downstairs, the eyes of the two brothers met in an instant——

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2121:14:44~2020-07-2223:16:26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 Atututu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Atututu;

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