wave!

After finally coaxing the two little fruits, Wei Ding told them to go back to rest obediently, and he was so tired that he took a few breaths.

Coaxing children feels more tiring than practicing!But this tiredness is a contented tiredness, which is different from the exhausted tiredness, which is a little sweet and a little nervous.

After being disturbed by the children early in the morning, Wei Ding became lazy.His spirit has not completely recovered, and his spiritual power has not been accumulated again, which is not enough for him to be less anxious at the moment. When he gets back the last little fruit, he will take his family to take good care of his body.

Wei Ding lay back on the sofa bed and soon fell asleep again.

He slept well, Xiaojun and Guoguo also slept well, but Song Qiuwu and Wu Ying couldn't sleep well all night.

The fire in the Song family mansion happened strangely, and the way it went out was also bizarre.With such a big fire, others thought that the Song family mansion would be destroyed this time. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden gust of wind, and the fire was extinguished by the gust of wind like a candle. It's as creepy as it gets.

The house didn't really burn anything apart from some burnt marks, and of course, no one was hurt.

After that, the Song family's mansion was closely guarded by the Song family's own people.

Song Qiuwu had a gloomy face after he started his hair, thinking about something silently, and no one dared to disturb him.

In the end, Mrs. Song stepped forward and said a few words, "Xiaojun..."

Song Qiuwu's sharp eyes flew over, Mrs. Song's heart shrank with fright, and she deliberately raised her voice to cheer herself up, "If your son is lost, you won't be found, and if there's a fire at home, you won't be investigated. what on earth do you want?"

"What do you want?"

"Of course we must immediately send people across the city to look for Xiaojun's whereabouts. The gangsters who set the fire must have taken advantage of the chaos and snatched him away. Tell me that the people around you are all idlers, and you can't rely on anything at critical moments " Mrs. Song pointed, but she had the arrogance of a queen.

Song Qiuwu looked at her like this, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Why did I find him? He is not the child I want."

"Why are you so cruel!" Mrs. Song accused angrily, taking out a handkerchief to cover the corners of her eyes, "That's your only child anyway."

"I can have a child whenever I want. I just don't want a child born to a woman surnamed Wei."

Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment, unable to pretend anymore, "You!! You are deliberately against me, aren't you?"

"Mrs. Song, you'd better bear it when I call you Mrs. Song. I'm not a father, I can tolerate it without limit..."

The blood on Mrs. Song's face faded completely. She patted her chest and said excitedly: "Then what do you want to do to me? Don't forget that I gave birth to you, and my surname is Wei! I am you mom!"

"Because of this, father and I have always allowed you to live so comfortably." Song Qiuwu replied coldly.

mom! ?Song Qiuwu scoffed at this title in his heart.When he was very young many years ago, he had no illusions about this title and this person.

Which mother would intentionally make her son sick so that her husband who was away from home would be tricked back earlier just to spend some 'White Valentine' with her?

Which mother would swear on her son's reputation, just to coax everyone around her to trust her when she made a mistake?

His father had feelings for such a mother, otherwise he would not have resisted all opinions and married the eldest daughter of a dilapidated family, but his wife who was gentle, gentle, and knowledgeable before marriage gradually changed after marriage. Woolen cloth?

Song Qiuwu's father didn't understand when he was dying. He insisted on his marriage and relationship all his life. Whether it was because of the environment that changed him, or whether it was that person who deceived him from the beginning to the end.

Mrs. Song screamed uncontrollably a few times with her head in her arms, and ran upstairs angrily.When Wei Lin saw her like this, he didn't dare to come forward to seek guilt, so he consciously slipped back to his room.

After the two of them disappeared, Song Qiuwu muttered to himself: They really are the same breed.

He was talking about Wei Lin.His son disappeared, but Wei Lin, a mother, was not in such a hurry as she imagined. Putting ordinary parents aside, she must have figured out a way for herself.

Song Qiuwu felt sorry for the illegitimate child.

He had already asked Qiao Jin to obtain the information of the 'Eye of the Sky' to inquire about Xiaojun's whereabouts, but he did not let others know.

He planned to find the child, send him abroad, find a better family to adopt him, and let him live a good life.If it falls into the hands of Aunt Wei's nephew, the child will be completely ruined for the rest of his life.

Of course, he still wouldn't recognize each other.

What he is most concerned about now is not Xiaojun's whereabouts.Rather, did the previous fire have anything to do with Wei Ding?

Before, he had a whim and wondered whether Xiao Jun's disappearance had something to do with Wei Ding, but this idea was quickly thrown aside by him.

How could Wei Ding have something to do with a child he had never seen before, or even didn't know existed?That guy is used to wandering around, he can't even take care of himself, how can he take care of a child, who has nothing to do with him.

Song Qiuwu classified Xiaojun's disappearance as a separate incident, and it happened at the coincident time and place at that time. It is estimated that the child saw the fire and there was no adult to rescue him. He took self-rescue measures and took the opportunity to escape.

He is a clever child, knowing that entering this mansion means falling into a spider's nest.It was a good time to run.

Wei Ding!Wei Ding! !Wei Ding~~!

Song Qiuwu silently read that person's name in his heart.He didn't let people investigate the fire, naturally he didn't want people to find out that the fire was different.

Although this time, many people felt the abnormality of the fire.But as long as there is no evidence, who would take this kind of feeling seriously?This fire is exactly like a real fire.

Only he, only he who has been kissed by the tongue of fire himself without any injuries knows that this fire is different.

Wei Ding...is the guy who made this difference.

Who the hell is he?Song Qiuwu rubbed his chin thinking about this question?

magician?super powers?Or... he was that kind of person too.

Thinking of this, Song Qiuwu picked up the phone, dialed a number he hadn't contacted for a long time, hesitated, and pressed it.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty..."

Hearing this, Song Qiuwu cut off the phone.Instead, I changed a phone number and dialed again.

"You boy... you only called me now after such a big incident, you think my old man doesn't exist anymore?" There was an old and weak male voice on the other end of the phone.

"Grandfather!" Song Qiuwu called out calmly.

"Okay. I've already sent someone to find out who did it. Ah Wu, be careful in your actions recently. I'm about to die old man. Once I die, there will be big movements around me. You are also the head of the Song family. Don't be as impulsive as before."

Song Qiuwu gave a faint 'hmm', "You are still in good health."

The old man of the Song family can be regarded as the top leader in this country, otherwise, Song Qiuwu would not be called 'Prince Song'.The old man is old and has not retired yet, and he has a lot of power. Of course, it is incomparable with the control he had in the heyday of the early years, but the influence is there. Disappearing, even if it is a short curtain call, everything is still being manipulated behind the scenes.

Mr. Song is a weird person. He separated his three sons early on, and he didn't follow any of them. Among the three sons, he only chose Song Qiuwu as the heir to his career, and the other two were not allowed to be in politics.This kind of arrangement made the big family of the Song family get along more harmoniously. At least, it seemed much more harmonious than the chaotic situation in some big families.

"Don't meddle in this matter, grandfather, I know it myself." Song Qiuwu said directly.

"Oh? You know, so you have to make an investigation. Now most of the eyes in Longjing are focused on us, I didn't teach you to swallow your losses." The old man I have my own considerations.Now it looks like a great harmony on the surface, but in fact, there are some entangled things going on in private.He couldn't let Song Qiuwu give outsiders the illusion that the head of the Song family was easy to bully.

"I'll let people show off." Song Qiuwu said again.

Mr. Song knew this grandson better, and knew that he had something else to ask when he made this call, so he switched to a secret channel, "Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

"Grandpa... I want to know. In this world, is there anyone who seeks truth and cultivates the Tao like Master Yujue?"

Mr. Song was silent for a moment, lowered his voice, "Why are you asking this?"

"I just want to know. I called Master Yujue, but I couldn't get through."

Mr. Song pondered slowly, "There has been no news from that master for more than two years."

Song Qiuwu waited for Mr. Song to continue talking, and after a long silence, he heard again, "There are some things...you will know later. I can tell you some things, but after you listen to it, you should listen to it." Tell the story, don't take it to heart."

"Ok!"

"Master Yujue... there are still some people in this world." The old man said in a complicated tone, "Many years ago, I met a person on the battlefield, and that person... was really brave Extraordinary. I found out later that he is extraordinary. Although he is still a mortal, his body, will and spirit have surpassed the limits of ordinary people."

Song Qiuwu's heart moved slightly, "And then?"

"Then he left. Apart from Master Yujue, I haven't seen any truly extraordinary people over the years." The old man said regretfully.

"But you said that there are still some of those people."

"It's just that I heard that who knows how many or a dozen of this part is? Now those who are playing banners on the mountains, in temples, and in Taoist temples are all deceiving tricks. The so-called different ways do not conspire with each other, that kind of people and We mortals are born with different paths to walk, and we will not meet together."

Song Qiuwu was still reminiscing about these words. The old man told him, "It's all stories, just like the stories about aliens and ghosts. You remember that these are just stories. Don't take it seriously!"

After Song Qiuwu hung up the phone, he stared at the sky outside for a while, and finally, a faint smile appeared on his mouth.

No matter what you are, you have appeared in my life in such a majestic manner, leaving many traces behind, it is not that simple to get away!

Whether it's a story or a legend, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, Wei Ding!If you run away after flirting, you have to pay the price.