Song Yuzhang

Yu Feiyu set off to return home on the 25th. Before leaving, he gave Song Yuzhang a very expensive scarf as a New Year's gift. Song Yuzhang accepted it with a smile. After two days, Mr. Liu looked at him and smiled, and Song Yuzhang asked him why he was smiling. , Liu Chu said: "President, this scarf is really pretty."

"You like it?" Song Yuzhang pointed to the clothes hanger in the office, "I'll send you off."

Liu Chu frantically took the scarf and wrapped it around his neck, "President, you don't seem to like this engineer very much."

Song Yuzhang said: "How can you see it?"

"What he gave you, you just gave it to others."

Song Yuzhang looked at him with a smile, "Why did you give it to others casually, if you didn't ask, I wouldn't give it easily."

Liu Chu stopped laughing and made a super red face.

Amid Song Yuzhang's smile, Liu Chu said in a rare and weak voice: "President, you are molesting children."

Song Yuzhang folded his hands under his chin and said with a smile, "Kid, come here."

Liu Chu was a little afraid to go there, feeling afraid of Song Yuzhang for the first time, obediently returned the scarf around his neck to the hanger, "President, today is going to be a holiday, the bank still has a lot to do, I will Go out and get busy."

Liu Chu ran out of the office despondently, he ran so fast that he almost rushed into Song Qiyuan's arms.

"What's the matter, running so fast..."

Song Qiyuan looked at Liu Chu's back in a daze, shook his head and entered the office, "The treasury has been sealed, the red envelopes and New Year gifts in the bank have been distributed, and everyone has gone back."

"it is good."

Song Yuzhang twisted the pen, closed the file, and patted the folder, "I finally got through this year."

Song Qiyuan smiled and said softly: "It's really hard work for you."

Song Yuzhang also smiled at him, "Same suffering, same suffering."

Song Qiyuan was a talent, Song Zhenqiao didn't miss him, such a talent would be a steal no matter what.

"Hey," Song Qiyuan stroked the air with his palm unnaturally, "Let's celebrate New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Yuzhang said happily.

Song Qiyuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and showed a relaxed smile, "Go to your place, or go to my place?"

"Go to my place, I have a lot of servants, call all yours back, and we will be together in the few days of Chinese New Year."

"Okay, this is good, your place is big, this is just right."

The two of them agreed, and Song Qiyuan sighed happily, "Brother is still in the hospital."

Song Yuzhang didn't like Song Jincheng very much, and thought he deserved it, so he said flatly: "The hospital's New Year's food will not be too bad."

The Song residence has not hired many servants, there are not enough people, and it is quite laborious to dress up, so Song Qiyuan brought his servants back first.

Most of these servants have worked in the Song residence all year round. They are very familiar with each other. It's lively.

Song Yuzhang was in charge of the house, but in fact, he was quite mediocre in the details. Song Qiyuan, as a natural butler, commanded from top to bottom as soon as he came, and ordered people to decorate Song's house with a New Year's atmosphere.

Song Yuzhang leaned against the window upstairs holding hot chocolate, watching the servants downstairs busy mowing the lawn, he couldn't help but smile.

"咚咚-"

"Come in," Song Yuzhang said loudly, "you don't need to knock on the door from now on."

Song Qiyuan entered the door, his voice changed from far to near, "How can it be done, what if it is inconvenient for you to meet people?"

Song Yuzhang turned around and stretched his arms. He was wearing pajamas with a thin blanket over his head, "I can meet people anytime, anywhere."

"I really can't stand you," Song Qiyuan couldn't help but said, "Why do I think you are getting more and more coquettish?"

Song Yuzhang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed twice. After laughing, he took a sip of hot chocolate, "Well, maybe it's because of dissatisfaction with desire."

"Are you still dissatisfied with your desires? Aren't you just having a hot fight with Xiao Fengxian?"

Song Qiyuan also sat down by the window sill.

"I always thought that third brother, you were very dissatisfied with my behavior of 'praising an actor'."

"What's the use if I'm dissatisfied? One of you is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Besides, even if you don't praise, Xiaofengxian will still be popular."

"That's true, but Xiaofengxian and I are just like you and Xiaoyuxian, the appearance and reality are not the same thing."

Song Qiyuan nodded, "You still appreciate his play."

Song Yuzhang laughed again, "That's not true, I just think he's cute."

Song Qiyuan was speechless, "Put on your clothes quickly and go out."

"What are you doing out?"

"Make new clothes and burn incense!"

Song Qiyuan took Song Yuzhang to the tailor to make two long robes, "The Chinese New Year must look like Chinese New Year, Master Li, can you take it on New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, third master, don't worry, can't you trust my old Li's craftsmanship?"

"Trust it."

Master Li took a ruler to measure Song Yuzhang's arm, "Hey, I have been making clothes for 30 years, and I have never seen such a good figure as Master Wu. It's really not something a human can grow. This arm is longer than that of an ape."

Song Qiyuan laughed so hard that he almost fell out.

After leaving the tailor shop, Song Yuzhang hooked Song Qiyuan's neck, "Third brother, are you making fun of me?"

"Old Li is like this." Song Qiyuan reached out and put his hand on Song Yuzhang's shoulder, looking straight ahead solemnly, "Well, I touched it, it's long, it's really long."

The two brothers were well-dressed and fighting on the street, Song Qiyuan smiled and jumped away, pointing forward, "There are roasted sweet potatoes, I invite you to eat sweet potatoes."

The sweet potatoes are baked until the honey oozes out of the skin, and the oil is shining brightly. When you break it open, you will be full of sweet and hot air. It makes people burn their mouths, but it is interesting to eat them.

There was a dessert shop on the side of the road, Song Qiyuan went in and bought two bottles of ice soda.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, ice soda," Song Qiyuan said with satisfaction after taking a sip of the soda, "this is called enjoyment."

The two of them were in suits and leather shoes, wandering and eating on the side of the street, sweeping the street in a small way. Song Yuzhang held a bag of fried chestnuts in his hand, his stomach was very full, and his heart was very comfortable.

In the afternoon, the two went to the only temple in Haizhou to burn incense. The temple was crowded with people and the smell of incense was very strong. Song Qiyuan expressed his feelings, "I don't know how the second brother is doing over there. I want to ask him to come back for the New Year, but he said no." The dunya, alas, we have become the dunya."

"We are in the world." Song Yuzhang said with a light smile.

Although there are many people in the temple, rich money can not only make ghosts turn the millstone, but also make the Buddha nod his head. Song Qiyuan donated a large sum of incense money, and the two went into the temple to burn incense.

The statue of Buddha smiled compassionately, and both Song Qiyuan and Song Yuzhang knelt down.

The smoke curled up, and the smoke was like fog. Song Qiyuan clasped his hands together and lowered his head slightly. The sound of the bell in the Buddhist hall seemed distant and near. Song Qiyuan's heartbeat gradually stabilized. He took a deep breath and felt that his heart was in such an environment. Slowly sank down.

Too many things have happened this year, and he doesn’t seem to remember much about his mood when those things happened. He just feels that the world is changing, and people can only go with the flow. Now let’s go and see, it doesn’t seem to be bad at this point .

Song Qiyuan was grateful and bowed deeply.

After he kowtowed, seeing Song Yuzhang kneeling still, he whispered, "Kowtow."

Song Yuzhang raised his eyebrows, followed by a kowtow.

After burning incense and going out, Song Qiyuan patted his arm, "What did you say to the Buddha just now?"

Song Yuzhang didn't answer, and after walking a few steps, he said: "May the Buddha bless the wealth and prosperity."

Song Qiyuan was speechless, "Vulgar or not?"

"Didn't I say that?" Song Yuzhang smiled at him, "I'm just vulgar."

Song Yuzhang doesn't believe in Buddhism, he can almost say that he doesn't believe in anything, if he has to say that he has any beliefs, he can only be regarded as the most believer in himself.

On New Year's Eve, Master Li kept his promise and sent the new clothes to Song Zhai.

The robe has a milky white bottom, the pattern of plum blossoms, and the embroidery is exquisite. The red plums are proud and the branches are clear and strange. A circle of snow-white fur collar is added around the neckline. The red and white robes match each other. As soon as he got his upper body on, Song Qiyuan praised him, "It's not that I'm flattering you, it's really nice to wear."

Song Yuzhang has been dressed in a Western style since he was a child, and Little Cherry has devoted himself to dressing him up as a modern young master. When he was young, he wore a boy-style navy suit, and when he grew up, he wore a shirt and trousers. He really didn’t wear the long robe and mandarin jacket much. The fluff on the collar is softly piled up on the neck, which makes him feel very fresh and interesting.

"Third brother, where's yours?"

"Wait for me to change."

Song Qiyuan's suit is brown with reddish, platinum auspicious cloud pattern, the style and cut are roughly the same as what Song Yuzhang wears, except that the neckline is hairless.

"Why is there no hair on your collar?"

"Master Li didn't add it."

Song Yuzhang touched the fur collar twice silently, "This...isn't it a bit like what a child wears?"

Song Qiyuan laughed, and patted Song Yuzhang's collar, "Compared to me, you are indeed a child."

Song Qiyuan pressed his shoulders, "Just be a kid and have fun for two days."

Song Qiyuan left, took a food box and went to the hospital to visit Song Jincheng.

Song Yuzhang sat in the living room for a while, then went to the back kitchen to watch the chefs cook. The New Year's Eve dinner was huge, and the kitchen table was full. When the servant saw him, he hurriedly said, "Fifth Master, go out quickly. It's smoky here, you're dressed so beautifully today, don't get dirty, this fur collar is the most smelly, get out, get out..."

Song Yuzhang was kicked out of the kitchen, but he was still in a good mood, feeling as if he had been a child for a day.

"Fifth Master," the little girl came out of the kitchen and offered him a plate of snacks, "you eat first, to pad your stomach."

Song Yuzhang took the plate, and suddenly looked intently, "Are you... Juan'er?"

Juan'er smiled sweetly, "Fifth Master, you still remember me."

"Is it okay at Brother San's place?"

"Okay, the third master is good, and everyone is good to us."

Song Yuzhang said, "Where's your mother?"

"Mother is wearing a flower belt outside, do you want to talk to her?"

"No, let her be busy."

Juan'er was shy and timid, and seemed to have something to say, so Song Yuzhang asked her if she had anything else to do.

"I, we have already saved 40 yuan," Juan'er said softly, "By the end of next year, I will be able to pay back the money to Lord Wu."

After she finished speaking, she ran back to the kitchen in embarrassment.

The dessert is sesame cake, with a strong aroma. Song Yuzhang twisted a piece, took a sip, and his mouth was filled with the sweet taste of sesame seeds. He lowered his head and smiled, feeling that this year is going well.

Song Qiyuan left the house after four o'clock in the afternoon and did not come back until seven o'clock in the evening. Song Yuzhang felt that something was wrong and sent someone to the hospital to look for it.

The servant who went to the hospital came back with bad news.

"Something happened, the uncle disappeared, and the third master went out to look for it."