Flesh and blood

This day was the busiest day for the three of them, even busier than performing tasks.

But to be precise, only Song Jiu and Song Thirty were working hard.

Almost sweeping all the shopping malls and supermarkets in the bustling area of ​​Sanya, bought all the things that should be bought and should not be bought, and drove the car, the back seat and the trunk were full, Song Jiu couldn't help complaining: "What's this called? The emperor goes south, the eunuch prepares the concubine?"

Song Thirty drove the car listlessly, and was exploited as a coachman without complaint: "I'm not a eunuch, I'll take care of it."

Song Jiu slapped Song Thirty's head with a slap, and continued, "I don't know what's going on with Xiaoliang. It's hard enough to serve one. This time, I really treat our three dogs like dogs."

Song Thirty turned the steering wheel and stared ahead: "I'm not a dog, I take the handle."

Song Jiu slapped Song Thirty's head with a slap again, and said something truthful: "Dogs also carry handles!"

Turning his head back to Jiliang, in fact, Jiliang was also heartbroken when Song Weihui came to Sanya suddenly. How could he guess what Song Wei was thinking in his heart? Speaking of the events before coming to Hainan, the only difference is that Song Weiliang has become Song Qingyun.

Originally, I thought that Song Qingyun would inevitably have the temper of the young master on TV. After all, such incidents of pie in the sky are rare. Ji Liang always thought that maybe he would have such a day, but obviously he was too worried. Since Song Wei Knowing that he had the green stone, Ji Liang was very careful not to wear it any more, but hid it privately.

To take care of trivial matters for Song Wei, at first he was given a hotel with good conditions to stay, and then he was busy buying a house with a medium square meter in a place with a good view by the sea, all of which were headed by Song Ken started to make arrangements, and Ji Liang was no easier than Song Jiu and Song Thirty.

Standing in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, Ji Liang was ordering dinner with the person at the front desk, when Song Qingyun's voice came from behind him at some point: "Dad asked me to go out and buy him a cigarette, do you know where they sell it? "

Ji Liang turned around, only to remember that Song Jiu and the others hadn't come back yet, so she said to Song Qingyun, "There's a tobacco and liquor shop across the street, I'll go with you."

Song Qingyun didn't refuse either, Jiliang left the hotel with him.The sky outside was not completely dark yet, and through the light, Song Qingyun could be seen walking with his head down, following Ji Liang's footsteps, and he didn't dare to look too much. Timid, there is nothing wrong with it.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Ji Liang asked kindly: "How is Mr. Song treating you? It's a good thing to have a father."

Song Qingyun raised his head, his eyes were cold after looking at it, and then turned to the side: "Fear."

Ji Liang was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at him: "Huh?"

Song Qingyun lowered his head again, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, there were many people and vehicles on the road, and the noise continued, Ji Liang didn't continue to ask, the two quickly bought cigarettes from the store, and went back to the hotel.

Song Wei and Song Qingyun booked two rooms, but they were next to each other. The two first went back to Song Wei's room, and when they entered the door, they saw Song Wei was checking something on the computer in the hotel, writing something in his hand, carrying Seeing Jiliang and Song Qingyun, he didn't speak.

Song Qingyun walked up to Song Wei carefully with the cigarette in his hand, and handed over the cigarette in his hand respectfully. Song Wei stretched out his hand to take the cigarette, Song Qingyun immediately retracted his hand, and the cigarette fell on the ground with a "snap". On the ground, Ji Liang looked at Song Qingyun strangely, while Song Wei frowned, visibly unhappy.

Song Qingyun squatted down in a panic to pick up the cigarette, handed it over again and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I, I was not careful..."

Song Wei took the cigarette and said directly: "Go out."

Hearing these three words, Song Qingyun hurriedly turned around and left like an amnesty. Ji Liang saw that his head was covered with sweat, no matter how many questions he had in his heart, he couldn't say it out loud. Right to chime in.

Seeing Song Wei taking out a cigarette and lighting it silently, Ji Liang could only say, "Mr. Song, do you want me to make a pot of tea?"

Song Wei smoked a cigarette, shook his head and said, "Come here."

After hearing the words, Ji Liang walked over and saw that the computer on the table was connected to a cable, and a black communicator was connected to the cable. , because there are many buttons on it that are functions that the already cool model does not have.

Song Wei clicked with the mouse, and a voice came from the computer immediately, and it was a familiar voice that couldn't be more familiar: "You fucking boy dare to hit me! Damn, I have to let you try this fierce product under my brother today, Makes you cry daddy and mommy!... Is your mouth covered with feces? It stinks..."

Hearing this paragraph, Ji Liang was slightly stunned. This was exactly what happened during the mission not long ago, and it happened that day was when the Song family recognized their son for a major event. function, there is even a recording function, directly record the content, so that you can listen to it at any time in the future... But listening to these content at any time is really boring, meaningless and dirty ears.

Song Wei stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray and said, "Did he touch you?"

Ji Liang came back to his senses, thought for a while and said: "No, it's just that this person's mouth is too dirty."

After unplugging the cable connected to the computer, Song Weicai said, "I said before, kill if necessary, keep those who can't be kept, and sew up mouths that can't be kept."

Although Ji Liang didn't agree with this idea, he still felt warm in his heart. It turned out that Song Wei didn't pay attention to him, maybe even if he didn't recognize him as his son, at least he cared about him as much as his own son in his heart.

Ji Liang nodded obediently in front of Song Wei, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, I'll get you a pajamas, it will be more comfortable to wear after dinner."

Song Wei leaned back on the chair and hummed.

Jiliang turned around and went out, and closed the door before leaving. Song Wei looked at the closed door, his eyes drifted to the night market in Sanya, Hainan outside the window, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and after connecting, he said: "Go Check Cheng Guang, and by the way... check your subordinate Ji Liang, I want his information before he came to the Song family."

He had already left Song Wei's room, and was about to call Song Jiu and the others to ask if they had bought any pajamas, when they saw two people working as porters at the elevator entrance, with big bags, small bags, big boxes and small boxes, everywhere they looked was full of Bought household items, office supplies, and vaguely saw a slipper peeking out of the plastic bag.

Song 31 turned around and saw Ji Liang, and hurriedly said, "Everything is in place, little Liangzi, what orders does the emperor have?"

Song Jiu responded from the side: "Did you say which concubine's card you want to turn this time?"

Ji Liang walked over to help them carry things, and said, "I didn't say, doesn't Mr. Song only have one wife?"

Song Jiu chuckled: "That's called a queen, there are too many concubines."

Song Thirty said silently, "Does the emperor want to go out to hunt beauties in person and bring them into the harem?"

Ji Liang was carrying her things, and said helplessly: "The emperor is not in a good mood today, he just talked about eating for a while, and changed into pajamas after eating."

Song Jiu and Song Thirty understood at the same time, and what they understood was the last three words "change pajamas".

But Ji Liang made a mistake this time, Song Wei did not change into pajamas after the meal, but directly called a few people together with Song Qingyun, and drove to a familiar location. After Sanya, I have been to the most familiar place, and it is also the place I have been to three times, the abandoned factory.

What made the three of them feel strange was that the person who came out to meet at night was also an acquaintance, Li Feng.

When Li Feng saw Song Wei, he handed over a list without saying a word, and said, "Mr. Song, this is the list of deliveries this time. Take a look for yourself. The cart next to you is the goods inside. It's a lot of money." .”

Holding the list in his hand, Song Wei asked, "Is it from Yu Zhen, or from Song Xiaoyi?"

Li Feng took a serious look, glanced at the people standing behind Song Wei, and said, "Song Xiaoyi, the last shipment was Yu Zhen."

Song Wei didn't speak, but his face darkened, and he only said four words: "Stand still."

"Yes."

Song Wei turned around, glanced at Song Qingyun, and said to Li Feng: "You watch him train and train."

Li Feng's eyes turned to Song Qingyun, and his eyebrows frowned unconsciously. Song Qingyun stuffed his head down into his crotch, and the expression on his face could be imagined without looking. Li Feng could only tell the truth: "Mr. Song , he is too old, and his will is not firm, it is difficult to train."

As for this sentence, Song Wei didn't say anything more after hearing it. The few people came out and felt that they went back home within an hour. On the way, Ji Liang and Song Wei were in the same car. The car was very quiet, and Ji Liang could Feeling that Song Wei didn't seem very happy, and guessed that it might be Song Qingyun, so he didn't dare to say more.

It wasn't until back downstairs in the hotel that Song Wei turned his head and stared at Ji Liang for nearly ten seconds, and Ji Liang was about to ask, only to hear Song Wei say, "Go to bed early."

Ji Liang nodded blankly, and then Song Wei got out of the car. Ji Liang saw that when Song Wei opened the door, his hand was so forceful that his veins popped out, but he didn't know if it was because he was enduring something, or because something made him feel uneasy. Comfortable.

In the evening, the three of Jiliang originally wanted to go back to their own residence, but because of Song Wei's words "stay behind", the trio was short of one. Song Jiu and Song Thirty whispered, their faces were gray and their eyes were sad Seeing Ji Liang, he finally drove that second-hand Honda back to the beach, but it was even more unbelievable that Ji Liang was the only one left behind.

Ji Liang wanted to ask Song Wei where he would stay at night, but he felt embarrassed to ask this question, fearing that both of them would recall that thrilling night... In the end, Ji Liang hesitated at the door of Song Wei's room for a long time I didn't dare to go in, I wanted to change my tone or method, but I couldn't think of a way to break my scalp.

Ji Liang was leaning against the wall and was sighing, when he suddenly heard voices from next door, although the voice was very low, he could still vaguely hear some words, Ji Liang looked towards Song Qingyun's room, hesitated for a while, and finally could only imitate Song Jiu and Song Thirty's wretched vigor bent over to the door of Song Qingyun's room and listened attentively.

"Hey, mom... have you received the money?"

"I don't want to stay here anymore, I'm afraid of them... Please let me go back..."

"I will never do anything wrong again, and I will never make you angry again. I will go back to study... I hate staying here, I, I want to go home, Mom, I want to go home..."