Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

After returning home, Lin Feiyu quickly cooked three dishes and one soup, and brought them to the coffee table.

The bright red mapo tofu, crispy stir-fried lettuce, fresh and tender shredded pork with chives, and refreshing tomato and egg drop soup, although they are all home-cooked dishes, but the taste is very good, served with snow-white and soft glutinous rice, Song Ran ate it There are two whole bowls.

Lin Feiyu ate half a bowl more than him. When he put down the bowl, he glanced at Song Ran a little embarrassedly: "Well, the rice is almost used up, and the eggs are gone."

"It's okay, I'll go buy it in two days. Although I'm poor, I can still afford it." Song Ran looked at the other's empty bowl and said with a smile, "Children are just growing up, so they can eat It's a good thing."

"Yes." Lin Feiyu nodded obediently.

"Meow~meow~" Xiao Hei was also full, and excitedly walked around at Lin Feiyu's feet. Song Ran reached out to touch him, but the other party ran away ungratefully.

It turned out that during the past few days in the hospital, Lin Feiyu would go home to feed the cat at noon every day. Now that Xiao Hei had identified this "food and clothing parent", Song Ran was jealous and hated, and his heart was sour.

After dinner, Song Ran lay sprawled on the sofa, angrily dialing the TV channels, while Lin Feiyu washed the dishes in the kitchen, and brought him another plate of cut oranges.

Lin Feiyu said softly: "Brother, don't be angry, you can masturbate when you are mature."

"Who said I'm angry? Isn't it just a broken cat? Who cares." Song Ran felt a little uneasy after seeing through his little thoughts, and picked up a piece of orange and ate it expressionlessly.

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips and smiled, without revealing him, and started mopping the floor silently.

Song Ran was lying on the sofa, watching the child mopping the floor diligently, even if he was as cheeky as Song Ran, he was a little embarrassed: "Okay, it's so late, let's drag it tomorrow."

Lin Feiyu wiped the thin sweat off his forehead, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm not tired."

Song Ran wanted to say something else, but Lin Feiyu pushed the door of the guest bedroom, and asked doubtfully, "Brother, is this room always locked? Do you want to open the door and clean it?"

"!!!" Alarm bells rang in Song Ran's heart. The bedroom was full of evidence of Song Xiaoran's idiot, privately printed posters, cotton dolls, stolen suits, newspaper clippings and diaries... These things must never be taken by anyone. see! !

He hurriedly said: "No, no, no, that room is full of sundries, don't worry about it."

"Oh." Lin Feiyu nodded, and went to clean other places vigorously.

Before going to sleep, Lin Feiyu sat cross-legged on the floor, wrapped in a thick quilt, her hair was still slightly curled after drying, and looked at Song Ran with wet amber almond eyes, as if hesitating to speak.

Song Ran was a little overwhelmed: "What's wrong? It's so late, go to bed quickly."

Lin Feiyu whispered: "Brother, I...I want to drink milk."

Are you milk doll?Drink milk and soak it yourself!

Song Ran really wanted to say this, but when he saw the bright and clean room, he couldn't say it no matter what. He turned around silently and went to the kitchen to make a cup of cheap milk powder, scooped three big spoonfuls of white sugar, and handed it to Lin Feiyu himself: "Drink Come on, drink it and go to sleep."

"Yeah." Lin Feiyu stretched out the tip of his tongue to test the temperature, and then sipped it in small mouthfuls, like a kitten.

Song Ran couldn't help but said, "Do you like milk very much?"

Lin Feiyu shyly said: "Well, I just can't make it myself, it keeps getting lumpy, and I don't know how much sugar to add. Brother, the milk you make is really delicious, the best milk I've ever had."

Song Ran was secretly amused, this kid can do all the housework, but he can't make milk powder, so no one is perfect.In fact, it is very simple to prepare milk powder. Just pour boiling water and stir while stirring, and there will be no lumps. As for sugar, the more the better, the more the better.

"Actually, it's very simple..." He was about to tell Lin Feiyu his "unique secret to making milk", but he suddenly stopped.

By the way, Lin Feiyu is in charge of cooking and cleaning, and he is responsible for brewing the milk, which is considered to be part of the housework. If Lin Feiyu even takes away the job of brewing milk, what is the difference between himself and a waste?

Thinking of this, he didn't continue, but smiled and said: "It's okay, since you like to drink milk, I'll make it for you every night from now on, okay?"

Lin Feiyu's eyes lit up slightly: "Really? Brother, do you keep your word?"

"Of course." Song Ran secretly laughed, this child is as cruel as a wolf cub, and usually precocious and virtuous, now there is a circle of milk froth on his lips, blinking his eyes and begging himself to make milk powder, he finally looks like a child , but quite cute.

Lin Feiyu stared at him for a long time, then suddenly pursed his lips into a smile, and nodded heavily: "Then we've made a deal."

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After a few days of calm, on this day, Song Ran went to the company. After discussing with Fatty Chen, he asked Luo Xiaochen to work under another manager, and settled the matter.

After finishing Luo Xiaochen's work, Song Ran arranged some work for the two sloppy artists under him, then took a thick stack of materials, and went home slowly.

As he walked into the community, he flipped through the stack of materials, "Underage Artist Brokerage Contract", "Da Chen's Secret History Signing Contract"... These contracts are actually not important, the most important thing is the "Guardian Power of Attorney", he intends to After a while, I will go to the next door to find that woman.

When approaching the unit door, Song Ran was slightly taken aback.

Beside the flower stand at the entrance of the unit, two young youths were smoking. One of them had yellow hair, the other had white hair. Their waists were bulging, and they obviously carried a switchblade or other murder weapon.

Could it be that Brother Liu sent someone to trouble him?

Song Ran lowered his eyes, and slowly squeezed the anti-theft door key in his hand so that the tip of the key protruded slightly from between his fingers - this was his experience in fighting when he was young, holding the key like this and punching, and wearing a stainless steel knuckle The effect is similar, and it is enough to deal with two punks.

The two gangsters glanced at Song Ran, but didn't respond.

So they didn't cut themselves?Song Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and walked into the building, but heard a few voices of discussion.

"What the hell is going on with that little bastard, making the boss so angry?"

"I heard that the little bastard's old lady is a sucker for white noodles and owes the boss two 10,000+ usury, that stinky bitch wants to buy the little bastard to the boss for 5000 yuan in interest, but the little bastard almost bites the boss Die, and then run away!"

"Tsk tsk, the little bastard is so ruthless? No wonder the boss asked the brothers to find someone around here two days ago."

"Yeah, I don't know where that little bastard went to a few days ago. I finally found it in the vegetable market today. That little bastard is really crazy. He even injured two of our brothers. The boss must give him some Great look."

"Ahem, I heard that the boss is quite perverted, you say, hehe..."

Song Ran listened, and suddenly felt extremely ominous, Lin Feiyu was going to the vegetable market to buy something today!He felt chills in his heart, and rushed up to the sixth floor in a panic, but there was no one at home.

Song Ran took a deep breath, barely suppressed his anxiety, and turned his head quickly. When he picked up Lin Feiyu under the streetlight a few days ago, the child was covered in blood all over his face. He thought Lin Feiyu was just beaten. Unexpectedly... For a moment, his whole heart was violently pulled, and at the same time, he was also ignited with overwhelming anger.

He lifted a steel pipe with a sullen face, and instead of knocking on the door next door, he walked to the balcony.

In this kind of old-fashioned residential building, the balconies of two families are next to each other, and the distance is about one meter. Song Ran supported it with one hand, and jumped over effortlessly, as light as a swift.

Holding the steel pipe, he bent down and gently pushed open the balcony door, and saw the child in the corner of the bedroom at a glance.

"Woo hoo." Lin Feiyu's eyes widened. He was tied up all over, his face was covered in mud and blood, his forehead was swollen, and a dirty rag was stuffed in his mouth, but his clothes were still intact.

Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief, but worried that the child would lose control and cry, so he made a "shh" gesture to Lin Feiyu, Lin Feiyu nodded, and Song Ran pulled the rag from his mouth.

"Brother." Lin Feiyu's voice was as low as a mosquito's, and his lips trembled slightly, obviously frightened.

Song Ran hugged the child with one hand, patted the thin back comfortingly, didn't ask anything, and pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "It's okay, brother will teach you Sanda in the future, so you won't be bullied again .”

Lin Feiyu nodded slightly.

Seeing that the child's mood was still stable, Song Ran let him go, tiptoed to the door, and put his ear on it.

There was a faint conversation in the living room, which seemed to be a man and a woman.

First came a woman's voice: "Boss Xu, you have a lot of adults. What happened last time was all due to that little bastard. It really has nothing to do with me! I told him that you are a distinguished guest. As long as you serve you well, you will definitely I won't treat him badly, who knows that this little bastard has gone crazy!"

A middle-aged man said impatiently: "Smelly bitch, I was bitten by your son and almost hurt my artery. It cost more than 3 to be hospitalized. Adding this more than 3, you owe me 29, right? ?”

"This, this...but I really have no money! If you want, or else, you can play with that little bastard today, you can do whatever you want! Don't you like tender ones? He is only 14 years old, and he is still a baby. It's clean, really!"

"Play with your son once, and you won't pay back the money? Are you a fucking idiot? Is there such a cheap thing in the world?"

"That, that..."

"Forget it, Lin Xiaofeng, I will help you one last time. Sell your son to me for 30 yuan. The 29 yuan you owe me will be written off, and I will return you 1 yuan. How about it?"

"Really, really?"

"Of course it is true. As long as you agree, I will take him away today and give you another 1 yuan. But, your son will have nothing to do with you in the future, and you don't want to call him a fool, understand? "

"Okay, okay! That little bastard is very fierce. My mother has worked so hard to raise him for more than ten years, and she refuses to ask him to help me serve my guests. From now on, my mother will treat it as if I don't have such a son!"

The middle-aged man said with a lewd smile: "Actually, the fierce young children are quite tasty, hehe."

Song Ran's brain was buzzing, as if all the blood in his body was rushing to his forehead, how could there be such a person in the world?He couldn't listen anymore, "Bang!!" The door of the bedroom was kicked open, and a steel pipe knocked on the fat and greasy middle-aged man's head!

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and passed out without saying a word.

"You, are you that person next door? How did you come in? You, what do you want to do? I, I'm going to call someone!" The woman screamed and picked up her phone in a panic.

Song Ran stepped forward, grabbed the phone, and threw it against the wall! "Crack!" With a crisp sound, the phone fell to pieces, glass shards and small parts splashed everywhere!

The woman's lips trembled, and she opened her mouth as if she was about to scream. Song Ran dropped the steel pipe, grabbed her by the hair, and then slapped her seven or eight loud slaps viciously!

"You are his mother, and he is only 14 years old. How could there be people like you..." Song Ran gritted her teeth, and could hardly find any words to describe this kind of people. .

After a while, the monstrous anger in his chest calmed down a little. He turned his head to look at the limp middle-aged man on the ground, walked over and pulled down the man's pants, put on an unsightly and ugly posture, and picked up the The mobile phone "clicked" and took several pictures.

"Excuse me, please spare me!" The woman knew that she had encountered a problem today, so she lay on the ground with disheveled hair, kowtowing to Song Ran non-stop.

Song Ran looked down at her for a while, then threw a blank piece of paper to her: "I said, you write."

The woman picked up the pen tremblingly: "Do you want money? Even, even if I wrote an IOU, I, I have no money to pay it back."

"Who the hell wants you to write an IOU?!" Song Ran said coldly, "Listen, the first sentence, I, Lin Xiaofeng, voluntarily authorize..."