It wasn't like this in my last life

Song is a common surname, from the Song family, a well-known family in the capital, to the Song family, a large merchant in Licheng, all trace back to the same ancestor.It's just that the Song family in the capital city is the direct son and grandson of Zheng'er Bajing, while the Song family in Licheng is just a side branch. In Song Qianqian's generation, the relationship is so far away that even he himself can't figure it out.

Licheng is a small town, and the Song family can be regarded as a wealthy family in Licheng, and they are quite famous. It is said that when the emperor passed through Licheng on a tour in his incognito clothes, Song Qianqian's father picked him up.Song Qianqian was only seventeen or eighteen years old at that time, and it is said that he also had a share in seeing the sky.It's just that it happened several years ago, and it's not Song Qianqian's father who is in charge of the family now. Not many people know about it.

After all, it was a bit of luck. After a few years, the Song family's property doubled, which can be regarded as a big family fortune.The second girl of the Song family, Song Qianqian's eldest sister, got married a few years ago. Everyone who has seen the scene of ten miles of red makeup is full of admiration.Just because of the huge dowry, the daughter of the Song family is no longer worried about getting married.

No, today's eldest daughter of the Song family's wedding ceremony, the Song family's family is like a bustling city, full of guests.

Song Qianqian held a banquet in the front, and Song Lishi presided over the Jiji ceremony in the backyard. There were a lot of flowers, and there was excitement everywhere.

In a remote courtyard in Song's house, a boy twitched a few times and sat up slowly.About five or six years old, his body was weak and thin, his clothes were dirty, and his cheeks were stained with blood.

A maid passed by holding a few flowers with branches, she was startled at first glance, "Third Young Master, are you injured?"

Song Badai felt that this person was very familiar, but he didn't recognize who it was after staring at it for a long time.He wiped his face with his hand, and looked down, his eyes fixed on his short fingers.

Not quite right.

Song Badai looked at her vigilantly, his little face tensed.

The little maid was not afraid, she just felt that his fleshy steamed bun face was full of joy, and she walked over to hold his hand with a smile, "Today is the day of the eldest girl and Ji, the third young master should stay in the yard obediently, and the servants will go find him later." Uncle Zhong takes some ointment and ask Ah Fu to rub it on for you, and I will ask the doctor to have a look at it tomorrow."

Big girl?And Ji?

A trace of anger flashed in Song Badai's eyes, he didn't speak again, and followed the little maid back to his yard.

Not long after, a boy ran in and looked at him eagerly holding a jar of plaster. As soon as he opened his mouth, Song Badai instantly knew his identity——Stuttering Ah Fu, his close servant.

So small, so thin.

The Song and Eight Dynasties were like enlightenment, and a certain idea broke through the ground in an instant.

Ah Fu stared at him nervously, with an expression on his face that was about to cry.Song Badai couldn't bear his appearance the most, so he had to stick his head over to apply medicine to him.After applying the medicine, Song Badai asked him to fetch a basin of water.

The water basin was placed on the shelf, and Song Badai struggled to step on his feet, stretching out his head to see his own shadow on the water.After a while, he couldn't help but sighed.Seeing this, Ah Fu hurriedly took out the veil, soaked it, wrung it dry, and put it on Song Badai's face.

With a shock, Song Badai woke up.Ah Fu carefully took off the veil, and couldn't help frowning, the smiling face like a steamed bun was covered with snot and tears.The loyal slave Ah Fu couldn't hold back his itchy hands, pressed his head, wiped his tears, blew his nose, and went out with water.

Song Badai held back the soreness of his nose, his expression became vicious.

Song Badai did not believe in reincarnation. He was imprisoned for more than ten years in his previous life. During the long time, he read many books.It is said in the world that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. The Song and Eight Dynasties could not travel thousands of miles, so they could only pass the time by reading.He has read in many books about reincarnation, past and present lives, but he has never believed it.

It's just that he couldn't think that he could come back, back to the time when he was not imprisoned.How old is he at this time?The eldest daughter of his aunt Li, his eldest sister Jiji, then he is six years old.

Ah Fu came in with the food.

As soon as the food box is opened, the aroma is overflowing, and the food is delicious.Fish maw and white fungus, pheasant cubs, persimmon cream jelly, pigeon glass cake... eight delicate dishes are laid out one by one.

Song Badai swallowed his saliva, with a puzzled look on his face - the food he had when he was a child was so good?

"This is all... for me?"

Could it be poisonous in it?Thinking of this, he became vigilant again, and signaled Ah Fu to take all the food away, "You'd better go to the kitchen and get me two steamed buns."

Ah Fu looked embarrassed and reluctant, "Master, no, don't you want to eat it?" After getting an affirmative answer, Ah Fu stuffed a piece of pigeon glass cake into his mouth with lightning speed.It was too late for Song Badai to stop him, and watched him finish eating, showing an expression of unfinished content.

Song Badai then swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

In the end, the steamed buns were brought back.Song Badai took a mouthful of steamed buns and a sip of water. Facing Ah Fu's heroic eating, Song Badai felt that the steamed buns in his mouth were too rough to swallow.I also suffered from hunger during the days of imprisonment, why did I become so delicate?Song Badai stared at Ah Fu viciously.

Probably because his eyes were too enthusiastic, Ah Fu thought he had noticed something, and moved the few remaining pastries towards him, with a grateful expression on his face.

Song Badai snorted, made a look like "I don't want to eat at all", picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.The fragrant and delicate taste spreads on the tip of the tongue, so delicious that people can't wait to swallow their tongues.After a cup of tea, the eight plates were all empty, and the two steamed buns were pitifully thrown aside.

Hungry and tired, Song Badai took a nap after eating.Children's bodies are lethargic, there is nothing to do.Under Ah Fu's service, Song Badai changed into clean clothes, got into bed and slept soundly.

On the first day of rebirth, Song Badai had a sweet dream.