Song Yuzhang

This is a huge plantation. Song Yuzhang has some experience traveling around, and he can tell at a glance that these are very good tobacco leaves.

Qingxi's climate is warm and pleasant, and it won't snow or freeze at the coldest time. It is indeed suitable for this job. Song Yuzhang reached out and stroked the tobacco leaves, picked a piece of the nose and sniffed it. It has a very clean grass fragrance. , has not been processed, presumably after processing, it will exude a good fruity aroma.

"Do you like it?" Fu Mian asked.

Song Yuzhang said: "It's not good to save people before, but now to do evil."

Fu Mian smiled, "I know you can't say anything pleasant from your mouth."

Song Yuzhang is now completely sure that the businessman who provided tobacco to Shen Chengduo is Fu Mian. This is a message that cannot be conveyed to him, and it is almost invalid.

Song Yuzhang took the tobacco leaf and turned around, "When did you know I was in Haizhou?"

Fu Mian's answer was still two words familiar to Song Yuzhang, "Guess."

Song Yuzhang took a light breath, "A Mian, you are too powerful, I can't guess."

Fu Mian took his hand, "Then put more thought into guessing."

Fu Mian took Song Yuzhang to visit the plantation. In fact, the garden was lacklustre. Except for these green plants, there was nothing else.

Song Yuzhang followed Fu Mian in the same scenery, he was always holding the tobacco leaf in his hand, and suddenly felt blessed, thinking that Fu Mian probably wanted to show him his current career.

Back then when they eloped, Fu Mian said that he wanted to make a career for himself.

"Are you in the tobacco business now?" Song Yuzhang said.

"It is."

"Anything else?"

"Guess."

Fu Mian was even more stingy in answering.

"The hospital is closed?"

Fu Mian stopped and looked back at Song Yuzhang, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was asking Song Yuzhang back.

Song Yuzhang said calmly: "I didn't give the prescription to Tang Jin. The Fu family still has the only secret recipe. The clinic should still be able to operate."

Fu Mian's smile lingered on the corner of his mouth, and finally responded: "Guess?"

Song Yuzhang smiled and shook his head, "I can't guess." He raised his hand, loosened his fingers, and the tobacco leaves in his hand flew away with the wind.

There were still traces on the waist, and at night Fu Mian finally finished painting for Song Yuzhang calmly, and he showed Song Yuzhang a bronze mirror.

The painting is a green bamboo leaf.

The snake body is slender and curved, and the snake head is sharp and high, full of provocative aggression. This poisonous snake is painted so lifelike, as if it is about to swim around Song Yuzhang's waist.

"Is this me in your eyes?"

Song Yuzhang just lay on his stomach, and he was sweating all over.

Fu Mian braced his face and smiled at him, "When you chose this name, didn't you have that in mind?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, "At that time, I was chased to nowhere, and I almost became a savage who drank blood. Before I met Tang Jin, that bamboo leaf green was the best full meal I had. To commemorate it, so That's how it was named."

"Zhuyeqing is quite poisonous, why didn't it kill you?" Fu Mian said softly.

Song Yuzhang said: "Heaven's life is great, and it's hard to die."

"It's not called big fate, it's called hard fate. People with hard fate will kill the people closest to them." Fu Mian suddenly leaned over and lay beside Song Yuzhang, his eyes sparkling, "You killed your mother, I beat my father to death, who do you think is harder?"

Song Yuzhang said: "It's hard to say."

Fu Mian covered the back of his head with his hand, and gently pressed their foreheads against each other, and said in a low voice: "Then, let's try and see whose life is harder, how about it?"

Song Yuzhang did not realize at the time that Fu Mian's words had the color of a marriage proposal.

The next day, Fu Mian left Qingxi again, and at the same time gave Song Yuzhang some freedom.

Song Yuzhang can come and go in and out of the yard at will.

This freedom came strangely, Song Yuzhang didn't care, he went to see Xiaofengxian first, Xiaofengxian was indeed recovering, the apricot master of the Fu family was not in vain, Xiaofengxian's body recovered quickly, at least she could down to walk.

In fact, his leg was not injured, at least he had been weak before, and he was mentally traumatized, so he was a little afraid to go to the ground.

Song Yuzhang helped him out of the dark room.

Xiaofengxian hadn't seen the light for a long time, and shed tears when the sun was shining. She didn't know if she couldn't stand the stimulation of the sun, or she felt sad.

Song Yuzhang supported him, neither sad nor angry, and said: "Go and see the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in my yard. When I was young, I liked watching ants below. The ants look very small, but they can build together when they gather together. Great home."

Xiaofengxian sobbed and nodded, and he said "hmm".

Song Yuzhang took Xiao Fengxian back to the yard, and they really sat together under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

There are no ants under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and the soil is moist. Although there are no flowers, the branches and leaves still emit a faint fragrance.

Song Yuzhang thought of Nie Xueping, he took Xiao Fengxian's hand, thinking that he must never ask another good person to die for him, Xiao Fengxian flinched and leaned on Song Yuzhang's shoulder.

A leaf fell from the top of Song Yuzhang's head, and Song Yuzhang somehow thought of Meng Tingjing again, thought of Meng Tingjing's appearance, and then disappeared.

Meng Ting quietly observed everything in Haizhou secretly.

However, everything looks very ordinary, or everything is very unusual.

The Song Family Bank fell into a brief turmoil because Liu Chuanzong also disappeared.

Subsequently, the government stepped in to temporarily take over the Song family's bank.

This is procedurally reasonable. Meng Tingjing maintained a skeptical attitude, thinking that there might be a conspiracy here.

After Song Yuzhang was gone, he would doubt anyone who benefited!

I sent a telegram to find Song Qiyuan in Nancheng, but unfortunately Song Qiyuan had already bid farewell to Song Yekang. It's not that the person surnamed Song has the right to manage it. In the original will, Song Yuzhang had exclusive access to the bank, Song Qiyuan still had a position in the bank, and he could be regarded as a famous teacher, but Song Yekang was really nothing.

Although Meng Tingjing has a close relationship with Song Yuzhang in private, she never intervenes in Song Yuzhang's bank. She is afraid that Song Yuzhang will argue with him if she thinks too much. Now she can only watch Song's bank being taken over by the government.

Meng Tingjing dared to think and hate, and immediately included the national government as a suspect.

Song Yuzhang had an accident on the site of the 23rd Division. Who dares to guarantee that the 23rd Division did not do it on purpose?

Meng Tingjing has always loved meditation, but now the more she thinks about it, the more she feels that her heart is torn apart, wishing she could copy a gun, it's fucking reversed!

In the end, he calmed down, thinking that maybe he was thinking a little too much.

Due to the loss of personnel, the chamber of commerce recruited some new members. Meng Tingjing showed a very impatient look at the group of crooked people on the list, chamber of commerce, chamber of commerce!

Meng Tingjing's temper became more and more irritable.

This is the common feeling of people around me.

Moodiness is no longer enough to describe, and often suddenly get up on the table and leave, coming and going like a mental patient.

Mental illness, this is what Shen Chengduo secretly scolded in private.

For Meng Tingjing's madness, Shen Chengduo is happy to see it come true. He is not stupid, but he never thought about it before. Now that Song Yuzhang died, Meng Tingjing's appearance was more uncomfortable than his dead father. have legs.

Shen Chengduo clicked on the lighter with a "click click", feeling itchy, and wanted to go to Fu Mian.

It's just that this person, the cunning rabbit and the three caves, can't figure out where he hides Song Yuzhang at all.

Even if he saw Fu Mian, he might not be able to see Song Yuzhang.

Song Yuzhang is a very good friend and a very good partner. It's just that people don't kill the world for themselves. Compared with always being a dog behind others for others to command and drive, who doesn't want to be the one who is in the front?

Besides, both Fu Mian and Director Zhang agreed to keep Song Yuzhang alive.

Shen Chengduo was not surprised.

What a pity to kill such a beautiful woman!

Shen Chengduo was scratching his head and puffing on his cigar, worried that Zhang Changshan would take a puff first.

Fu Mian didn't mention it, taking such a big risk, he should be happy first, Zhang Changshan only gave orders lightly, nothing can compare to his hard work, besides, Zhang Changshan is such an old man, how many How wronged Song Yuzhang!

Shen Chengduo anxiously wanted to prostitute Song Yuzhang, but Fu Mian was so unpredictable that he couldn't figure out where he was at all.

Song Yuzhang didn't know where Fu Mian went, anyway, after half a month passed, Fu Mian came back again.

At that time, Song Yuzhang was pulling Xiao Fengxian to sit under the tree to enjoy the shade like a child.

Xiaofengxian was very happy at first, but when he heard footsteps and found out that it was Fu Mian, he was so frightened that he shook off Song Yuzhang's hand, because there was really nowhere to escape, and in desperation, Xiaofengxian jumped into the In the side pool.

Song Yuzhang quickly stood up, and Xiao Fengxian was like a water ghost in the pool, holding the edge of the pool with both hands, only faintly revealing a pair of bright eyes.

"It's really interesting," Fu Mian walked over calmly. As soon as he approached, Xiao Fengxian swam and retreated to the other side of the pool. Fu Mian stepped on the edge of the pool, turned his head and said to Song Yuzhang , "Do you want me to bring you more fish food?"

Song Yuzhang pulled his arm, and pulled him directly into the room very bluntly. Fu Mian looked at Song Yuzhang as if he was watching something new, and when he entered the door, he looked back.

The little Fengxian in the pool was looking at the direction the two left, when Fu Mian suddenly looked back, making him shiver in fright.

The color on Song Yuzhang's waist faded completely, Fu Mian caressed his waist lightly, and regretfully said: "Let's get the tattoo on."

"I'm not happy." Song Yuzhang said.

"It's up to you whether you like it or not?"

"Of course." Song Yuzhang turned his face to the side and smiled slightly at Fu Mian, "Because you still love me."

Fu Mian raised his hand and slapped it down but missed Song Yuzhang's face. He lightly pinched Song Yuzhang's chin and said, "You are really right."

Song Yuzhang's eyes flickered, "I'm really flattered by this."

"There are even more surprises," Fu Mian kowtowed to Song Yuzhang's forehead, "Get up, I'll take you to have a look."

Fu Mian's tone was very excited, as if he was really happy, and he pulled Song Yuzhang out of the room. It was already dark outside, and Song Yuzhang paid attention to the water pool. The shadow of Xiaofengxian had disappeared in the pool. According to the remaining water stains on the ground, Xiao Fengxian Fengxian should have gone back.

The house is overgrown with trees, there are not many hanging lights, and there are no people. It looks like a gloomy nest at night.

Fu Mian dragged Song Yuzhang to the main hall.

Two large mahogany boxes were placed at the entrance of the main hall, and brighter red silk ribbons were hung on the mahogany boxes.

Fu Mian went over to open a box, once the box was opened, the jewels inside were shining, the golden corolla was stacked on top of a piece of red, Phoenix held a bright red orb in his mouth, a pearl curtain hangs down from the orb, and the beads are round and powdery , in the case of insufficient light, it is still frightening.

"Like it?"

Song Yuzhang remained silent.

Fu Mian picked up the gorgeous corolla from inside. The leaves made of gold were as thin as silk, and they rustled when shaken slightly. He smiled and compared the corolla to Song Yuzhang's head, "The size is just right."

Song Yuzhang raised his eyes and blinked his curly eyelashes slightly, "Ah Mian."

"I brought this back from Anjin on a special trip," Fu Mian said with a smile, "I was removed from the family tree, and it was really not easy to get it."

"How about it, Zhuqing, are you willing to be my bride?"