I am a rich man

Compared with the elegant and noble Song Yao, the Song Yao who came from the countryside is simply too bad.

Except for Song Yuan himself, everyone in the villa thought so subconsciously.

Mrs. Song started to have a headache.

She didn't want to be told when she met - I heard that your child is back, and he doesn't understand anything, and he has been living in the country.

She even now finds a house for Song Yuan and asks him to move out. If it wasn't for the fear of being gossiped, she would have already done so.

Song Yuan ignored everyone's expressions and felt sleepy. He closed his eyes slightly and asked politely, "Where is my room?"

Aunt Zhang immediately pointed to the utility room, "There is another bedroom on the second floor, which is the young master's piano room. Your room hasn't been tidied up yet, so it will be here for one night now."

The villa has three floors in total.There is only one bedroom and a utility room on the first floor, and the bedroom is where Aunt Zhang lives.There are two bedrooms on the second floor, one for Song Yao, and one for the piano room.

The third floor is the room of Song's father and Song's mother and the gym.

No one thought there was anything wrong with it. Aunt Zhang even felt that the utility room was [-] times better than the country where Song Yuan lived, and Song Yuan should be grateful.

Mrs. Song glanced at the utility room, wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and rubbed her temples a little tiredly.

Although it is said that Song Yuan was wronged, but it is too late now, and it will be fine for just one night.

"The clothes look good on my brother. I was still wondering if it would be inappropriate. Now I look at it like this. Although it is my clothes, I have never worn them. Don't worry, brother." Song Yao's eyes fell on the clothes On, said with a smile.

Song Yuan: "Thank you."

After thanking him distantly, he walked into the utility room.

There was a bed in it, and it was cleaned briefly. Compared with Li Qian's house, it was much better.

Song Yuan turned his head and said "good night" to Master Song and Mrs. Song in a warm voice, and then closed the door and fell asleep.

After coming in for so long, facing so many people, without any panic, everyone was a little surprised by his calmness.

Before going to pick up Song Yuan, Song's father and Song's mother saw the place where Song Yuan lived, and they all thought that Song Yuan must have been crooked, and since he didn't study and knew nothing, it might be difficult to pick him up and teach him.

But now the situation is different from what they imagined, Song Yuan stood beside Song Yao, silent and indifferent, more like a young master than Song Yao.

Song Yao looked at the utility room worriedly, clutching his clothes with his fingers, as if he was a little anxious, but his eyes were full of doubts.

Why is this Song Yuan completely different from the person he asked someone to investigate.

Didn't it mean that Song Yuan, who lives in the countryside, has low self-esteem and is timid and cowardly? What's the matter with this calm and indifferent appearance?He also thought that he would meet someone who would never affect his position if he flinched.

Song Yuan like this made Song Yao unpredictable and gave him a great sense of crisis.

Mrs. Song stood up and patted Song Yao on the shoulder, "It's very late, Yaoyao has to go to school tomorrow, go back to the room and sleep."

She sighed inwardly.

Song Yuan looks a lot like her, but due to personality reasons, that similarity will soon be diluted.

Before she came back, she had already hypnotized herself, no matter what Song Yuan she saw, she had to accept it calmly.

However, things went beyond expectations.

The Song Yuan they saw was neither humble nor overbearing, and did not respond to the surrounding environment, as if he had already been immune to these luxurious things.

Thinking of her previous resistance, Mrs. Song was a little embarrassed.

After all, she is also her own flesh and blood, yet she dislikes him so much.

"Mom, I'll sleep on the sofa today. You let my brother sleep in my room." Seeing Mrs. Song's sad face, Song Yao lowered his eyes and said softly: "This should be his home, and now he is sleeping with other things." It's not fair to him, and it's not good to tell him, I'll call him. Speaking of it... I'm the one who should sleep in the utility room. "

Hearing this, Mrs. Song immediately raised her head, saw Song Yao forced a smile, frowned and said: "Yaoyao, what are you talking about, you are also my child, I will not treat Song Yuan differently just because Song Yuan is back, you are all Don't think about it, my child."

Master Song said in a deep voice: "Okay, I didn't make any arrangements when I came back suddenly, let alone, just make do with it for one night, and make arrangements tomorrow."

"But, my brother will definitely be sad." Song Yao was extremely stubborn, shaking his head and said: "Mom, my brother will definitely feel uncomfortable and scared when he comes back, or you can let him sleep with me. Otherwise, he will definitely think too much ...If you think I am taking over your parents, they will hate me."

Mrs. Song considered for a moment and reluctantly agreed.

Aunt Zhang knocked on the door.

Song Yuan was already asleep, and opened his eyes when he heard the knock on the door, and waited until his vision was no longer blurred before getting out of bed and opening the door.

Aunt Zhang couldn't help sneering at his bleary-eyed appearance, but she slept quite comfortably, which made Master Song Yao worry.

"Master Song Yao has a good heart. I think you are afraid, so I let you sleep with Master Song Yao." This is like Song Yao's gift to sleep with him.

Song Yuan was silent for two seconds after listening, and softly refused: "No need, I'm not afraid, and I won't feel uncomfortable."

Aunt Zhang scolded him for being shameless in her heart, she was already unhappy, so she held back her sarcasm.

"Okay." Song Yao said with some disappointment: "I also said to have a good talk with my brother. Does my brother think that everything about me should be yours, so he doesn't want to face me. Mom, or I'd better go back. Long Mingcun is the place I should stay, everything here belongs to my younger brother, I should return it to him, I can no longer occupy it."

His eyes were red, and tears flowed down his eyes.

Song Yuan, who was standing at the door, didn't listen carefully to what he said, and was slightly taken aback when he saw him crying.

If it wasn't because he didn't care about all this, he might be the one who should cry now.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Song reached out and rubbed Song Yao's head when she heard it, "Yaoyao, you are not allowed to say that again. What is yours is yours, and what belongs to Song Yuan. The poor place like Changming Village , you will starve to death if you go. Don’t think about it, go to rest, and you will participate in the piano competition in a few days.”

She had already heard from her assistant that Changming Village was not a place for people to stay at all. The family that took care of Song Yuan before was so bad and bad. Wouldn't it be that his bones would be eaten away after Song Yao passed by?

Song Yao wiped away his tears and was coaxed upstairs. Before leaving, he still turned his head to look at Song Yuan carefully, as if he was afraid that Song Yuan would hate him.

Song Yuan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He didn't care what they said at first, but he didn't care even more because he was sleepy. When he met Song Yao's complicated eyes, he didn't bother to respond with his mind.

Aunt Zhang told him to continue to sleep in an unhappy tone.

Song Yuan turned his head and closed the door, lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

He hadn't slept so well in a long time.

During the 18 years in Changming Village, he was beaten and cursed by Li Qian all the time. At first he would resist and stare at Li Qian, but then he had an accident, went to the book for a while, and lived a different life for more than 20 years. After coming back, my personality has become completely different from before.

He is very fortunate that his personality has changed, otherwise he would not be able to imagine how desperate he would be without the book.

The old Song Yuan is long gone.

Now it is Song Yuan, whose combined age inside and outside the book is 40 to [-] years old, and he can't make any big waves about ordinary things.

*

The next morning, Song Yuan was awakened by a knock on the door.

Opening the door and seeing Song Yao's gentle face, he smiled, "Morning."

Song Yuan didn't think that his presence could make Song Yao smile so happily, so he stared at Song Yao without moving.

"I'm sorry, you should be very sad...I was ready to leave before you came. But my parents won't let me go...Just ignore me, Song Yuan, treat this place as your own home, and ignore me." Song Yao said in a low voice, biting his lips firmly, with embarrassment and guilt on his face, looking so ashamed that he was about to cry.

Song Yuan didn't speak, and after a while, under Song Yao's aggrieved gaze, he said softly: "This is my home, there is no need to treat this as my home. You and I have to stay here, I don't hate you, and there is no need to deliberately Ignore you."

In his eyes, Song Yao was just a stranger.

Song Yao's expression froze, and he froze in place.

After a while, he came to his senses and forced a smile, "That's right, I was wrong, don't mind, I'm sorry."

Song Yuan didn't speak any more.

"I've asked someone to clean up the guest room, so you can move there to sleep at night. I was too anxious yesterday, so my parents let you live here. Brother, don't think too much about it."

"I won't think too much about it." Song Yuan said, walking past him, seeing that breakfast was already set on the table, he sat down and began to eat.

Seeing that he started eating without waiting for Song Yao, Aunt Zhang became unhappy, "Master, what are you doing?"

"Eat." Song Yuan didn't look up, and took a sip of milk, which made his stomach that was so hungry and cramped feel better, "Isn't it obvious?"

"How could you eat without waiting for Master Song Yao?"

"My parents are not here, and there are no elders at home."

The man who picked him up once said that Song Yao was born one day later than him, but now Song Yao is calling him his younger brother.

Song Yuan didn't bother to correct him.

"It's okay, Aunt Zhang, my brother just came back, it's normal if you can't get used to the life here, don't be angry." Song Yao said softly, sat beside Song Yuan, and began to eat.

This sounds like saying that Song Yuan is from the countryside, and it is normal for those from the countryside to not be able to adapt to life in the city.

Aunt Zhang sneered, but because of Song Yao's voice, she didn't speak anymore, but her opinion of Song Yuan was much stronger in her heart, and she deliberately made a loud noise when she dragged the floor to Song Yuan's side.

Song Yuan ate breakfast in a leisurely manner, seemingly not paying attention to her little movements, and looked indifferent the whole time.

After looking at him for a long time, Song Yao, who really couldn't find anything wrong with him, felt very uncomfortable.

He was still waiting for Song Yuan to make a fool of himself, but Song Yuan's every move revealed elegance, like a nobleman.

Song Yao took a sip of milk and said with a smile: "Brother, your parents have completed the admission procedures for you, you can go to school with me later. Don't be afraid, you are my younger brother, and I will take good care of you. "

"Call me by name." Song Yuan put down his chopsticks, wiped his lips, raised his eyes and said, "I'm older than you."

The short four words made the smile on Song Yao's face almost unstoppable.

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