Song Yuzhang

The resurrection of Song Yuzhang set off a huge wave in Haizhou. For fear of causing panic among the people, the bank shooting was suppressed by Liao Tiandong. The scene was cleaned up overnight. Dead people are very common in this world now Throw it away in a mass grave, who knows?

Zhang Changshan is not an ordinary person, but since he dares to mess around in Haizhou, he should be prepared to die. Liao Tiandong is not afraid of trouble from the upper peak of Nancheng, and he has figured it out. Stay in Haizhou and live in peace.

The "resurrected" Song Yuzhang returned to the Song residence and received visitors day and night. Song Yuzhang did not realize that he was so popular in Haizhou during his lifetime. There were also many ordinary people lingering around the gate of Song Zhai, and the students in the school also sent representatives to visit.

The Song residence was filled with gifts and flowers, and there was almost no place to walk in the huge hall. Song Yuzhang hurriedly closed the door to thank the guests, thus avoiding the fate of the Song residence being flooded with flowers.

He himself said that he was not thin, but in fact he was. The clothes in the wardrobe felt a little looser everywhere after wearing them.

Meng Tingjing had given Song Yuzhang a cook before, and since Song Yuzhang disappeared, he had been useless as a hero. After Song Yuzhang came back, he finally had a chance to show his talents.

The master chef made a table of hearty and nutritious dishes, packed three full food boxes, and took the car to the bank to deliver meals to Song Yuzhang.

During Song Yuzhang's absence, the bank's operations were considered to be in order. Zhang Changshan's huge interest rate was a big trouble. Song Yuzhang and Liu Chuanzong matched the accounts, and they both smiled bitterly.

Although this account is owed by Zhang Changshan, Song Yuzhang is not easy to contradict what he says. People who save money only recognize him as the name of Song's Bank, and they don't know much about the twists and turns in it. turmoil.

"According to the current trend of the fiat currency falling at every turn, we may not necessarily lose a lot when the one-month period expires." Liu Chuanzong comforted.

Song Yuzhang raised his hand and stroked his short hair, "Let's do this first," he raised his eyes and said, "I will find a way to get another sum of money."

Liu Chuanzong smiled, Song Yuzhang's presence is just reassuring.

The master came to the bank, because there were three food boxes, and he was inconvenient to take them. He was about to ask the driver for help, when a hand was stretched out from the stab. The master subconsciously wanted to protect the food, and he turned his arm slightly, then stopped , he recognized the hands with strong and protruding knuckles.

"Master." The master greeted him sincerely, more respectfully than before when he was an errand in the Meng family, because I heard that the master's temper is very bad now, and he would turn his face at every turn.

Meng Tingjing gave a "hmm", picked up one of the food boxes in his hand, opened it a little and looked at it, "Stewed mutton?"

"Yes, Mr. Song likes to eat, and he also warms and nourishes."

Meng Tingjing nodded, "The errand was done well."

He took the lead and walked forward with the food box, and the master quickly followed.

Song Yuzhang was doing accounts with Liu Chuanzong, pinching the large stack of books with his fingers, he said with a light smile: "I seem to smell something good."

"The nose is really good."

Meng Tingjing pushed the door, Song Yuzhang put down the ledger, and bent over the food box with his hands behind his back to smell it, then raised his head and smiled brightly, "Mutton."

Meng Tingjing smiled slightly on his arrogant face. If Liu Chuanzong wasn't there, he would really like to pinch Song Yuzhang's face.

"Old Liu," Meng Tingjing put down the food box, and the master also silently put down the two food boxes in his hand, "Are you too busy? Eat something together."

"Thank you, Second Master, for your kindness," Liu Chuanzong stood up, "I have made an appointment to take Ah Chu to dinner."

Liu Chuanzong bowed slightly and exited the office together with the master.

Song Yuzhang had already sat down and started rolling up his sleeves.

Meng Tingjing also sat down and took out all the dishes from the food box for him.

"Have you eaten?" Song Yuzhang said.

Meng Tingjing said, "It's all yours."

Song Yuzhang smiled, "I'm not an idiot, how can I eat so much."

Meng Tingjing patted his thigh, "Let's talk when we can't finish eating."

All the damaged objects in the bank have been replaced, and all the undamaged ones have been replaced. There is nothing wrong with Liu Chuanzong's work. Only a pigeon blood stone that was splashed on the ground was picked up again. Song Yuzhang was full. , Sure enough, he didn't finish eating, the table was messed up with cups and plates, he was lying on Meng Tingjing's lap, holding the pigeon blood stone in his hand, "This time, it can't be set on the table again."

Meng Tingjing looked down at him holding the bloody stone with his fingertips, lowered his head and kissed Song Yuzhang's brow, "You don't like these jewelry stones?"

"Hey," Song Yuzhang smiled, "It's a gift from an old lover, and it always has different meanings."

Meng Tingjing finally fulfilled her wish, and pinched Song Yuzhang's face, "Clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old, old lovers have the benefits of old lovers, I will take you as a compliment."

Song Yuzhang chuckled and said calmly, "I'm praising you."

Meng Tingjing stared at him, his eyes were serious at first, but the seriousness soon softened. He held Song Yuzhang in his arms, rubbed him like a child, and suddenly, sucked deeply on Song Yuzhang's neckline. Take a breath.

Song Yuzhang hugged his neck, brushed the short clean hair on the back of his neck slightly with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "What's the situation in Yeyang?"

"Both sides are anxious." Meng Tingjing put the tip of her nose on Song Yuzhang's neckline, "Don't worry, the Nancheng government won't really call Yeyang to fall. They are just using Yeyang to contain the situation in the whole country. It's not a matter of food shortage. Nie Yin No matter how much Bing and Zhang Changyuan can fight, they are still soldiers and must obey Shangfeng's orders."

Song Yuzhang sighed lightly, "They are all chess pieces."

After a moment of silence in the room, Meng Tingjing pinched Song Yuzhang's waist, "Is it really hard to eat? I'll touch it."

Meng Tingjing lifted Song Yuzhang's black cashmere vest, touched his white shirt with his palm, and immediately smiled, "Round."

Song Yuzhang also laughed, "The flesh on my body is soft."

"Really? I touched it and it's soft."

Meng Tingjing said so, but her hands were very polite and did not move.

Song Yuzhang got off him with a smile, turned around, changed his position and lay down in Meng Tingjing's arms, and took Meng Tingjing's hand. Looking at the slightly curved fingers of Meng Tingjing's left hand, he pulled his hand to his lips and kissed it , "Ting Jing, you don't have to be so careful with me, I'm not a big girl, A Mian...you don't treat me so badly."

Meng Tingjing tightened his fingers and squeezed Song Yuzhang's fingers. After a while, he looked down at Song Yuzhang, "Are you implying me?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, "I don't know, it's hard to say, I don't know."

Meng Tingjing smiled slightly, lowered his head and bit Song Yuzhang's lower lip, "Bastard."

Haizhou is far away from Qingxi. It is obviously unrealistic to transport Fu Mian's body back to Qingxi. Meng Tingjing gave Song Yuzhang an idea to burn it on the spot in Haizhou and bring the ashes back.

After Song Yuzhang hesitated for a while, he finally agreed.

Fu Mian was smashed to pieces, the more he let it go, the more he couldn't watch it.

The big boy who has grown up in 19 years is only such a small jar after burning. The off-white one is packed in a celadon jar. Song Yuzhang feels very light when holding it.

Meng Tingjing lost and found Song Yuzhang, and his heart was filled with joy and happiness for many days. He forgot all the old and new grudges for a while. At this time, he remembered Fu Mian's hatred again, and watched with cold eyes, wishing to kick Song Yuzhang in his hands The ashes urn kicked away.

After it was burnt to ashes, Song Yuzhang felt relieved, took the urn back to the Song residence and put it away first, planning to go to Qingxi after a while when the matter at hand was almost done.

The ashes were placed in the valuables cabinet of the Song residence. Song Yuzhang lifted it up and placed it very high. Meng Tingjing looked up and hoped that the cleaning servants would be more clumsy with their hands and feet.

Fu Mian was dead, but the sins he had committed were still there. Song Yuzhang sent Xiaofengxian to the hospital. He felt that Xiaofengxian was not completely unable to speak, but maybe it was because of heart disease and fear that he couldn't speak.

Meng Tingjing wondered why Xiao Fengxian and Song Yuzhang were together in Fu Mian. To this, Song Yuzhang's answer was "It's hard to say".

In this case, Meng Tingjing didn't ask any more.

Meng Tingjing's heart ached for the years of Song Yuzhang's disappearance. Song Yuzhang thought he was afraid of touching Song Yuzhang because he was afraid of Song Yuzhang's shadow left by the years of confinement. In fact, he knew that Song Yuzhang's temperament would not be afraid of any wind, frost, rain and snow. The shadow of the pain, he felt heartache for himself, the pain was not obvious, it just popped out occasionally, which made him unable to bear to touch Song Yuzhang.

Xiaofengxian has been recuperating in the hospital for five or six days. Song Yuzhang visited him twice, and today is the third time.

As soon as the door was pushed open and Song Yuzhang's figure appeared, Xiaofengxian said "ah" happily.

"Fengxian." Song Yuzhang smiled.

After Xiaofengxian finished "ah", she pursed her lips and smiled, she was still a pretty little mute.

In fact, Song Yuzhang guessed right. The doctor said that although Xiao Fengxian lost his tongue, his throat was fine and he could speak. The reason why he didn't speak was probably because he thought he couldn't speak without his tongue, or it might be because after losing his tongue, His voice became vague and weird, and he dared not speak.

In short, it is indeed a heart disease.

Song Yuzhang sat on Xiaofengxian's bedside, and talked to Xiaofengxian for a while, basically he said, Xiaofengxian smiled or nodded, stretched out his arms, and burrowed into Song Yuzhang's arms like a small animal, Song Yuzhang patted his Shoulder, "Really don't want to go back and have a look?"

Xiaofengxian shook her head quickly in his arms.

"Then I won't go back," Song Yuzhang rubbed his shoulders, "When you get better, think about what you want to do in the future, do some small business? Or do you have other plans?"

Xiaofengxian was in his arms silently, Song Yuzhang shook him twice, Xiaofengxian also shook him twice, the two dangled back and forth, Xiaofengxian laughed silently, Song Yuzhang also shook him Laughed, when the two were playing around, Meng Tingjing, who was waiting outside, knocked on the door and stepped into the ward, "The weather outside is not good, it seems to be raining heavily."

Song Yuzhang responded, turned his head to Xiao Fengxian and said, "Fengxian, then I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you some other day."

Xiao Fengxian didn't respond, she held Song Yuzhang's arm with her palm, and stared fixedly at Meng Tingjing at the door.

Meng Tingjing nodded slightly at him, and turned her face away slightly in avoidance.

He doesn't look at Xiaofengxian, when he sees Xiaofengxian, he will have some uncomfortable associations in his heart.

Xiaofengxian let out an "ah", let go of Song Yuzhang's arm as if waking up from a dream, and pointed to the door.

Song Yuzhang then turned his face away and looked at Meng Tingjing with some doubts. He thought that Xiao Fengxian probably wanted to "say" something, maybe it was about Meng Tingjing.

Meng Tingjing was also a little puzzled, and exchanged glances with Song Yuzhang.

Xiao Fengxian was a little anxious, he began to point fingers, first pointed to Meng Tingjing, then pointed to himself urgently, and finally pointed to Song Yuzhang.

Song Yuzhang and Meng Tingjing made eye contact without understanding.

Song Yuzhang grabbed Xiao Fengxian's excited hand and said, "Fengxian, take your time, what do you want to say?"

Xiao Fengxian pulled out her own hand, his brows were tightly frowned, he put his hands behind his back, turned his back to Meng Tingjing, plunged his head into the pillow on the bed, and wriggled awkwardly with his hands behind his back He twisted his posture twice, turned his face, and looked at Meng Tingjing through the gap in the pillow. Seeing Meng Tingjing watching without saying a word, he was so anxious that he was about to sweat. His throat stabbed, and he said with difficulty: " box... box..."

Before Song Yuzhang understood, Meng Tingjing suddenly turned around and walked out of the ward.

Song Yuzhang immediately got up and followed. As soon as he stepped out, he was pulled into his arms by Meng Tingjing.

"What's wrong? Ting Jing?" Song Yuzhang stretched out his hand in surprise and patted Meng Tingjing's shoulder comfortingly.

Meng Tingjing was short of breath and seemed to be trembling slightly.

Song Yuzhang was hugged tightly by him, and he also hugged Meng Tingjing tightly, and said softly: "What's the matter?"

Meng Tingjing's Adam's apple rolled back and forth a few times, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing."

Song Yuzhang stroked his back with his palm, turned his face and kissed Meng Tingjing's face, "It's okay, Ting Jing, I'm already fine."

Meng Tingjing looked at Song Yuzhang from the staggered embrace of the two.

The person who had the accident was Song Yuzhang. After the reunion, he was the one who was comforted more.

Song Yuzhang... Yuzhang...

Meng Ting lowered his face and lightly sucked Song Yuzhang's lips. This time, he didn't taste it lightly. The tip of his tongue touched Song Yuzhang's lips warmly. Song Yuzhang slightly opened his lips, blinked his eyelashes, and sucked deeply Meng Ting was quiet.

Meng Tingjing hugged him tightly again, and he whispered, "I love you."

Song Yuzhang wrapped his arms around Meng Tingjing's waist, and after a long time, he also said softly: "In the past, I was very afraid of admitting, hurting others, and hurting myself."

"Ting Jing..." Song Yuzhang said in a low voice, "I can't guarantee that I will love you forever, and I'm not sure how long I will love you..." Song Yuzhang laughed at himself somewhat concealedly, "You know who I am anyway, Let's love for a while, do you think it's okay?"

Meng Tingjing put his arms around his waist, stepped back slightly, and faced Song Yuzhang face to face. He saw the expression on Song Yuzhang's face, which was tentative and cautious.

Meng Tingjing lowered his head and put his forehead against Song Yuzhang's. He said in a hoarse voice, "I take back those words. You are fine and worth it. Song Yuzhang, you are fine and worth it." Meng Tingjing strangled him in her arms and continued Repeated: "You are fine and well worth it..."

Song Yuzhang said in a low voice, "Is it okay if I do this?"

"Okay." Meng Tingjing said firmly.

He pressed his face firmly against Song Yuzhang, "Song Yuzhang, very nice."