Song Yuzhang

"Who did it?"

Meng Tingjing pointed to the messy potted flowers at the door. He likes to be neat and tidy, and he has requirements for the regulation of every plant and tree outside the house. When he went out early in the morning, he saw that the carefully pruned plants at the door turned into the appearance of being bitten by dogs. , suddenly furious and wanted to make the concierge eat melons.

The concierge was also wronged, saying that it was fine during the day, but it became like this after a night, and I don't know where the wild dogs and cats did it.

Meng Tingjing pondered for a while and then remembered what happened last night, so her anger gradually subsided, and she said with a straight face that it was fine.

Flowers and plants, eat as soon as you eat them, if people are still there, forget it.

Meng Tingjing glanced down slightly, thinking that it really looks like a master, a foolish horse matches a fool, and a reckless man like Nie Yinbing is really not worthy of being called an opponent in love.

Meng Tingjing was complacent when Song Yuzhang came out. It was cold and he was wearing a hat. He said to Meng Tingjing, "I'll go to Nie's house."

Meng Tingjing's face changed slightly, and he said "Oh" flatly, and when Song Yuzhang walked past him, he said indifferently: "What's for lunch?"

Song Yuzhang got into the car, "Whatever—"

Sitting in the car, Song Yuzhang put his arms on the window and made a phone call gesture to Meng Tingjing. Meng Ting nodded understandingly, and Song Yuzhang put his hands down, with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, I won't be alone." People ran away."

Meng Ting said quietly that he was really not afraid of Song Yuzhang running alone, but that Song Yuzhang would run with a long line of people behind him.

After thinking about it all night, Song Yuzhang was still worried about Nie Yinbing. He went to Nie's house, which was guarded by heavy soldiers. Song Yuzhang was still a little displeased when he saw the soldiers. Song Yuzhang's car hurriedly said: "Fifth Master, do you still need to report? Come in quickly."

Song Yuzhang stepped into Nie's house, Nie Mao bowed and walked slowly beside him, whispered a few words, Song Yuzhang listened, smiled slightly, and said, "I won't mention those things to him."

Nie Mao breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "I'm afraid that the second master will be impulsive."

"I see."

Nie Yinbing was sitting in the yard, still dressed as last night, without a single wrinkle on his uniform, looking at the tall trees in the yard with loose eyes, it seemed that he didn't even change his clothes, and sat in the yard all night.

Song Yuzhang paused at the door, and said loudly, "Drinking ice, I'm here."

Nie Yinbing's eyes were fixed, and he looked up at Song Yuzhang. Song Yuzhang was smiling brightly, apparently having cleaned up the sorrow of parting from last night. Nie Yinbing slowly stood up. Song Yuzhang smiled and reached out to pat his face. Arms, Nie Yinbing's clothes were stained with dew, Song Yuzhang rubbed his fingers, and said with a faint smile, "How long will you stay this time?"

"Three days."

"Oh," Song Yuzhang said, "so nervous."

In fact, Nie Yinbing has already fought for these three days extra. The domestic situation is now very good, and there are only a few battlefields left. The above means a quick victory.

Song Yuzhang hesitated for a moment, rubbed his leather shoes on the ground, stepped on a small stone, and looked at Nie Yinbing meaningfully. Nie Yinbing looked at him, with hope rising in his heart.

"You..." Before he had any hope, Song Yuzhang said, "Take care, not only on the battlefield, the officialdom is more difficult than the battlefield..." Song Yuzhang can only say this, "Sometimes it is not a bad idea to protect yourself wisely." way out."

After hearing this, Nie Yinbing didn't change his expression. He said, "I see."

Song Yuzhang smiled, "It's good to know."

After a while of silence, Nie Yinbing said, "Let's stay and eat."

Song Yuzhang smiled and said, "Ting Jing is waiting for me to go back for dinner."

Nie Yinbing stopped talking.

Song Yuzhang slightly raised his hand and raised his hat, "I'm leaving."

"When?" Nie Yinbing asked.

Song Yuzhang tilted his face upward, smiled at Nie Yinbing and said, "I'm afraid that the news will leak out, this is a farewell."

Nie Yinbing was silent again, Song Yuzhang turned around to leave, Nie Yinbing said again: "If the battle is over."

Song Yuzhang looked sideways at Nie Yinbing, his eyes flickered softly, and said in a low voice: "...then live your own life well."

"Let's go—" Song Yuzhang waved his hand, turned around and stepped into the flower tree. He walked quickly, and disappeared from Nie Yinbing's sight in two or three steps.

The Nie's house was still the same, except that there were soldiers with guns everywhere, adding a sense of sternness. Song Yuzhang walked out of the Nie's house and laughed again as soon as he stepped down the steps.

The Meng family's car was parked right behind his car.

Song Yuzhang went over to open the car door, Meng Tingjing was sitting in the car, and reserved a seat outside for Song Yuzhang, "Are you finished?"

"Enough." Song Yuzhang entered the car shortly, and the car was filled with a warm atmosphere. He gathered his coat, reached out and patted Meng Tingjing's leg, "Following so closely, are you afraid that I will run away with him? "

Meng Tingjing grabbed his hand, "The master cooked a table of dishes, and I can't finish them all by myself."

Song Yuzhang looked at Meng Tingjing with a light smile, Meng Tingjing looked peaceful, Song Yuzhang took off his hat and put it on Meng Tingjing's head while smiling, Meng Tingjing turned his face away, Song Yuzhang leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Go back to eat!"

The craftsmanship of the master chef is unquestionable. Song Yuzhang did not ask Meng Tingjing to fight alone, and he ate very boldly. He talked with Meng Tingjing while eating. Meng Tingjing said that he had contacted Li Zifeng, and the other party was very interested in the pie packaged by the Bank Railway Armory .

Haizhou has a well-developed waterway. After the railway is completed, the land road will also be easy to travel. In the future, the traffic will extend in all directions. It must become a very important boundary. Who would not want to bite such fat?

Song Yuzhang nodded in satisfaction, "Then what is his specific attitude?"

"The money will arrive soon." Meng Tingjing said concisely.

Song Yuzhang was slightly taken aback, "So easy?"

Meng Ting sat upright, with a proud and handsome face, which could be called upright, and wrote lightly: "He believes in my character."

Song Yuzhang chuckled, and then held back his smile and said "Oh", his eyes flashed with a narrow light, and Meng Tingjing also showed a smile on his face, "What are you laughing at? I didn't lie to him."

"Then maybe, Li Zifeng may not be able to get much from Liao Tiandong if the strong dragon does not overwhelm the snake."

Meng Tingjing took the towel handed over by the servant, thanked her in a low voice, and wiped her hands while saying, "This is none of my business."

Meng Tingjing's style of doing things has always been straight and forthright, and Song Yuzhang finds it very interesting to deceive people in such a sinister manner occasionally. He wiped his mouth, put down his handkerchief, stood up with his hand on the table, "Wait."

Meng Tingjing was waiting by the phone.

Song Yuzhang told Liao Tiandong about the tragedy of the bank and how frustrated he was with Haizhou in a deep voice. Meng Tingjing leaned against the wall with his arms folded. All eyes would have known he was planning something bad—but all would have been more than happy to let him do it.

Song Yuzhang hung up the phone, still smiling, his face was held by Meng Tingjing, his lips were sucked hard, Song Yuzhang's eyes were slightly rounded, Meng Tingjing was also smiling at him, Song Yuzhang's smile changed from shallow to deep, and he raised his head and kissed him Touch Meng Tingjing's lips.

The two fell on the bed while hugging and kissing. Meng Tingjing hugged Song Yuzhang and whispered with a deep smile: "So it's quite interesting to lie to people."

Song Yuzhang rested his cheek on his arm, quietly smiling.

Liao Tiandong had always only benefited from Song Yuzhang's life and never suffered any disadvantages. Like Li Zifeng, he agreed immediately.

Liao Tiandong was holding cash in his hands. He was afraid that Song Yuzhang would go back on his word, so he gave Song Yuzhang two large boxes without saying a word. The boxes were heavy and full of gold. The US dollar bills were transferred to Citibank and directly cashed into checks. , Song Yuzhang withdrew the money and deposited it into his account that day.

Liao Tiandong knew that he was going to leave, and was eager to arrange a plane for him, Song Yuzhang agreed to come down.

When he returned to Meng's house, Song Yuzhang put the two boxes of gold in Meng Tingjing's bedroom. Meng Tingjing looked sideways, thinking that Song Yuzhang was at ease with him.

"Liao Tiandong has arranged a plane, it will be tomorrow."

Song Yuzhang sat cross-legged on the bed, Meng Tingjing said with his hands behind his back, "He's really in a hurry."

"We are all gone, Haizhou is his world, can he not be in a hurry?"

Meng Tingjing sat down beside the bed with her robe lifted, and held Song Yuzhang's hand with one hand. Song Yuzhang was silent for a long time, and then took his hand back, "I want you to leave home with me..."

Meng Tingjing's heart softened, and when he was about to say that he didn't care where he was, he heard Song Yuzhang say slowly: "You are really lucky in your life."

Looking sideways, Song Yuzhang was smiling at him, smiling very touchingly, Meng Tingjing suddenly felt very peaceful, he grabbed Song Yuzhang's hand and took a bite, "Go to bed early, we will be on the road tomorrow."

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yuzhang and Meng Tingjing moved separately and set a time to meet.

Before Song Yuzhang left, Meng Tingjing grabbed his hand and said firmly, "Eight o'clock."

Song Yuzhang nodded slightly, "Eight o'clock."

Meng Tingjing let go of Song Yuzhang's hand, feeling a little anxious and confused. After Song Yuzhang left, he walked anxiously around the spot twice. It was Meng Sushan who came to talk to him, which made him calm down.

When Song Yuzhang returned to the Song residence, the servants received the news in advance that they had already packed all the luggage and started the car.

The servants came and went to load their luggage into the car, and Song Yuzhang stood on the lawn and looked back at the tall and majestic Song residence in the morning mist.

Memories slowly fade like photos, good and bad, the beginning and the end, all fade away with the morning breeze. Song Yuzhang turned his face and saw the white bird grooming its feathers by the lake.

This white bird has never loved anyone. It looked at Song Yuzhang from a distance, and Song Yuzhang also looked at it. The white bird stood up slowly as if feeling something. Still not caring about anyone, he turned his face indifferently and continued to comb his hair.

The convoy starts and goes to the airport.

At the same time, the Meng family also set off.

"Both sides set off."

"Okay——" the new Minister of Law slammed his palm on the table, his eyes gleamed menacingly, "This time, I must peel off their skins!"

The new Ministry of Law was ready to go up and down, all loaded with live ammunition, with fierce expressions on their faces, and under the order of their ministers, they collectively rushed to the only airport in Haizhou.

As soon as the convoys of Song and Meng arrived at the airport, they were immediately surrounded.

"Get out of the car, everyone get out of the car!" The new Minister of Law came over aggressively and slapped on the car door, "I suspect that you are taking gold out of the country privately, get out of the car for inspection!"

The people from the new law department are now in Haizhou Teweisheng. After a moment of hesitation, the convoy got out of the car back and forth.

None of the people who came down was Song Yuzhang or Meng Tingjing. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be all servants. The head of the new Ministry of Justice buzzed, wondering if Liao Tiandong was lying to him?

No matter what, he searched the suitcase in the car first, but it turned out that the suitcase was full of old clothes, and the people from the new law department immediately knew that they had been fooled!

The early morning in Haizhou is bustling and lively. A man in a light-colored coat wears a black hat and a scarf covers the lower half of his face. The sugar biscuit seller bought a few biscuits, and holding the hot biscuits in his hand, he quietly walked into the pier with his head down and boarded the boat.

When he stepped on the last step, Song Yuzhang was pulled into the corner by a force, he crashed into Meng Tingjing's arms, raised his eyes and smiled and said, "I'm not late."

But Song Yuzhang always kept an eye out for all the officials, Liao Tiandong gave the money so readily, and specially arranged a special plane, Song Yuzhang knew there was a fraud in it, so he simply followed the plan and let them fight in their own nests, and he and Meng Tingjing left by water.

Meng Tingjing came earlier than Song Yuzhang. After all, he has guarded the pier for so many years. It is a lie to say that he has no feelings at all, but this is Song Yuzhang!

During the waiting time, Meng Tingjing was still very anxious. He had no choice but to love Song Yuzhang, and from the very first sight, he would have to struggle for a lifetime.

There seemed to be faint movements on the shore, and the boat had already started to set off. Song Yuzhang raised the sugar biscuits in his hand and pestered Meng Tingjing's lips, "Here, I brought you some biscuits."

The sea breeze blew slowly, Meng Tingjing hugged Song Yuzhang, bowed his head and took a bite of the sugar biscuits.

"Is it sweet?" Song Yuzhang asked.

Meng Tingjing took a mouthful of sesame seeds and hot syrup, and her mouth was almost bubbling, but it was indeed sweet. He tapped his forehead against Song Yuzhang's, and said in a low voice, "Sweet."

A gust of wind blew so hard that the hat on Song Yuzhang's head was blown away. When he turned his head, he saw the hat fluttered twice in the wind and then slowly fell to the sea. The waves in the sea were ups and downs, and the hat drifted away with the current , became a small black spot in Song Yuzhang's sight, and the Haizhou in the distance gradually became hazy.

He remembered the first day he set foot on Shanghai.

Song Mingzhao came to pick him up, and talked to him all the way. He got out of the car and entered Song's residence. Two brothers, Song Jincheng and Song Yekang, were waiting in the hall to deal with him, and Song Qiyuan, who had arrived late... the people who came after him Relationships, love and hate are all things he never expected...

Song Yuzhang was facing the wind, and the sea breeze was alluring to his eyes. He squinted his eyes and smiled softly. He thought he still had no regrets, no regrets—become Song Yuzhang.

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The author has something to say:

I was very reluctant to write the ending.

There will be a lot of extra stories to be updated in the future, challenging me to write the largest number of fan stories (not), explaining the life of Xiao Song and Xiao Meng abroad, as well as the fate of some supporting characters, and the story of Little Cherry Raising a Baby. As for other popular stories , will also consider writing, but not necessarily write (subject to my own wishes)

Hey, I still feel very reluctant, goodbye Xiao Song (see OvO outside the episode)