Song Yuzhang

Chen Hanmin greeted the ancestors of the representatives of the other country, and rushed out of the shop in a rage. He lowered his head and ran forward when he was caught by someone, almost going crazy, "Fuck you, I will..."

Chen Hanmin swallowed his words immediately when he saw that the person holding his hand was Song Yuzhang, his eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he stammered: "Song, Mr. Song..."

Song Yuzhang smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you to curse people."

Chen Hanmin lowered his head in shame.

"What happened?" Song Yuzhang said gently.

Chen Hanmin was thinner than when Song Yuzhang saw him a few days ago, his face seemed to be sunburned at sea, and his face was still black and red.

Song Yuzhang said: "Want to help?"

Chen Hanmin shook his hand, he raised his eyes, and the eyeballs were filled with water, "You...you don't...you don't want to be with me?"

Song Yuzhang let go, but he didn't answer. He took out the Citibank check that Song Yekang gave him last time from his close pocket and handed it over. Chen Hanmin took it back as if his hand was burned, "No need!"

Song Yuzhang stared at him, "Really no need?"

"It's really not necessary."

Song Yuzhang said: "Did you drive?"

Chen Hanmin pointed to a Buick on the street.

You can still drive a car, the situation should not be bad, Song Yuzhang no longer forced, nodded slightly to Chen Hanmin, "Take care." He returned to the Song family's car, Song Mingzhao was crossing his legs, and said with great interest: "You Have a good relationship with the Chen family boy?"

"We met on the boat, so they are friends in need." Song Yuzhang smiled.

Song Mingzhao said: "Don't talk to me, the Chen family is showing off now."

As soon as the two of them left the tailor shop, Song Mingzhao vaguely mentioned that he knew Chen Hanmin, but he just ignored him on purpose. Song Yuzhang asked, "The Chen family?"

Song Mingzhao seemed to know Haizhou like the back of his hand, no matter who it was, he could say a whole lot about it.

The Chen family is also very rich in Haizhou. They have always been in the cotton textile business, but in recent years it has gradually declined. Foreigners have entered Haizhou to open factories. The machines are more advanced than local ones. Encountered from the front and back, it seems that the sun is dying.

"Mr. Chen is asking for help everywhere. He has thought of all kinds of tricks. He has come to our bank several times. The eldest brother and the second brother hide when they see someone surnamed Chen," Song Mingzhao sneered. What's the use of going on a blind date with the Meng family's daughter? Brother Ting Jing is not stupid, besides, can the daughters of those concubine's concubine compare with our sister-in-law who is a real sister?"

After Song Mingzhao finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He quietly glanced at Song Yuzhang, and was relieved to see that his face was normal. Then he thought again, what is he afraid of?Is it true that you are really afraid that this bastard will fail?

Song Yuzhang didn't think about that, he just felt that the world was impermanent.

More than a month ago, Chen Hanmin was still a cute and carefree young man, and he thought it was a blessing to escape from death, but he didn't expect that even greater suffering was still waiting for him when he landed.

The reason why Song Yuzhang is willing to choose Brother Gongzi to play is because Brother Gongzi's family is rich, and if he loves it or not, he forgets it after a while, and he can always be happy again if he is rich.

But Chen Hanmin is really in trouble, he has neither love nor money.

Although Song Yuzhang doesn't like him anymore, this does not prevent Song Yuzhang from sympathizing with him.

That's just sympathy.

Nothing else.

Three days later, the clothes were ready, and the tailor rushed out after working overtime. Song Mingzhao was still not satisfied, saying that the time was too tight, and complained that the rest of the brothers didn't pay attention to Song Yuzhang's arrangements, and didn't even make a good dress for Song Yuzhang.

Song Yuzhang put on the finished clothes.

What was reflected in the mirror was an incomparably decent and gorgeous nobleman.

He has always been considered decent, but he has never been so particular about decent. The coat is pure black, but it is not dull, as if exuding luster, and you can tell how good the material is with your eyes. The outline of flesh and blood is extremely clear. Song Yuzhang has good skin and excellent bones. A man depends on his clothes. The clothes can multiply his beauty, and it has an almost explosive stimulating effect on the eyeballs.

Song Mingzhao was dumbfounded. He stood still for a while, and said sincerely and without any emotional bias: "Fifth brother, you are so good-looking."

He paused, and said, "I can't bear to let you go out."

Such beauty is artistic and makes people want to collect it exclusively.

Song Yuzhang smiled faintly, and Song Mingzhao circled around him in amazement, at the same time he suddenly had a new idea, "Fifth brother, let's dance!"

"Dance?"

Song Mingzhao made a gesture, and Song Yuzhang recognized that it was a ballroom dance gesture, and shook his head with a faint smile, "I don't know how to dance women's steps."

"Come on," Song Mingzhao said excitedly, "Just jump around."

Song Yuzhang didn't feel too shy, and put his hands on it.

The sons of the Song family are all tall and have long legs. Song Mingzhao is about the same height as Song Yuzhang. When they embraced each other, Song Mingzhao smiled first, "Fifth brother, you smell so good."

Song Yuzhang said: "It's the fragrance from the clothes."

Song Mingzhao took him a step back, and Song Yuzhang followed him.

"Foreigners are like this. After finishing their clothes, they need to spray on perfume."

Song Yuzhang smiled and said nothing.

He is very quiet, and he has always been quiet, with a sense of mystery in his quietness. Song Mingzhao looked at him from the corner of his eye, and felt that Song Yuzhang's eyelashes were so thick and slender. Such beauty has a strong appeal to both men and women, making people move. Do not open your eyes.

While walking, Song Yuzhang suddenly stopped, Song Mingzhao was startled, "What's wrong?"

His tone was very soft, the softness of being haunted.

Song Yuzhang pulled his hand away and turned around, "Third brother."

Song Mingzhao raised his head, and saw Song Qiyuan who was leaning against the door, "Third brother?" He came to his senses, stood up straight, and put on a hearty smile, "You can count yourself back, and you were mentioned at dinner yesterday, Why are you walking silently?"

Song Qiyuan leaned lazily against the door, his face was full of sleepiness, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Is it because I walk silently, or are you too absorbed?"

Song Mingzhao felt ashamed for some reason, "I haven't danced for a long time, it's a little rusty."

Song Qiyuan pursed his lips and looked at the quiet Song Yuzhang, his eyes flickered, and he hooked his fingers in Song Yuzhang's direction, with a very frivolous attitude, "Come here."

Song Mingzhao's face changed slightly, Song Yuzhang ignored Song Qiyuan, and said to Song Mingzhao: "I'll go in and change my clothes, don't wear them dirty."

"Okay, let's go." Song Mingzhao said.

When Song Yuzhang entered, Song Mingzhao strode forward. He walked to the door and said to Song Qiyuan, "Third brother, what's the matter with you? You are too impatient."

"What's the matter with me?" Song Qiyuan was as lazy as a boneless person, but his eyes were bright. "I want to ask you what's the matter." He reached out and patted Song Mingzhao's face, and Song Mingzhao frowned. Frowning and dodging, Song Qiyuan said: "Fourth brother, don't be addicted to being an older brother. You've been coaxed into forgetting your last name, you fool—"

Song Mingzhao was very unhappy.

He has suffered all the anger that the youngest deserves, everyone from his father to his elder brother can criticize him, but he has never enjoyed the blessings of the youngest, no one loves him, everyone thinks he is a fool.

"I'm confused? Are you the only one who can see through? You can't compete with the boss and the second, and you are trying to show your prestige at me? Go to Xiaobailou to find your little Yuxian! He is willing to sell your smiling face!"

Song Mingzhao got angry for a rare moment, and ran away after scolding, because he knew that the third brother was indeed not easy to mess with.

When Song Yuzhang came out, neither Song Mingzhao nor Song Qiyuan had disappeared. The room was empty and the door was wide open. Song Qiyuan came and walked quietly, like a ghost. People don't let go.

Song Yuzhang crossed his hands and smiled lowly.

Song Qiyuan was also interesting, he understood it, Song Qiyuan didn't believe him, he must know something that the other three brothers didn't know, the four brothers of the Song family were in charge of their own affairs, and they didn't communicate with each other when there was news, which was perfectly normal.

But he didn't say that he wouldn't expose or insist, so he let Song Yuzhang be the fifth master of Song.

why?

Song Yuzhang sat down at the desk and slowly pondered about it.

I really can't figure it out, maybe this third master Song is really a weirdo, and there are not enough plays in the theater, so he has to go to the house to watch plays?

Song Yuzhang lightly drew circles on the table with his fingertips, thinking that this was also very interesting.

He was quite confident and felt that he could sing no worse than Xiao Yuxian.

So what should his nickname be?He is the son of Little Cherry, what should he be called?Little grapes?Little watermelon?Song Yuzhang laughed, small watermelon is not good, hawthorn, small hawthorn, the size and color are similar to cherries.

When the day of the meeting came, Song Yuzhang realized that even though it was just a meeting between two families, the pomp was really not small.

After arriving at the place, Song Yuzhang found that the place where they met was an independent small mansion. The outer courtyard wall was covered with roses, which was full of fairy tale atmosphere. It became hot, so no one explained to Song Yuzhang where they went, and even Song Yuzhang didn't know who the "Qingyun" girl was. To be honest, he didn't care much.

The servants in the mansion waited early, and as soon as the Song family's car arrived, someone came to open the door.

Song Yuzhang got out of the car and looked back at the mansion. The mansion is snow-white, with soft lines, exquisite and exquisite, exuding a fresh fragrance.

This time the Song family was fully assembled, five brothers stood together, they were all about the same height, but their appearances were different. They were handsome and decent, and the servants were well-trained.

When Song Jincheng brought his brothers in together, he had the feeling that the patriarch was in power.

The wealthy family in Haizhou is now only the Song family, which is still unclear. The Chen family is not good enough. Chen Song is anxious to let his son come back to take charge of the overall situation. Although it is useless, it can be regarded as a change of dynasty. People around his age came out to take charge of the housework. The son of the Chen family was still a kid, and Meng Tingjing was several years younger than him.

And what he wants to meet today is the one he cherishes the most. He thinks that in the future, he will be able to be omnipotent like this one.

Song Yekang is also an idiot, what's the use of getting married?Relying on the support of my wife's natal family?It's a joke, he doesn't care about his brother's life or death, these people still have a sister in charge?Fuck it!

Song Yuzhang knew that "the appearance was different", so he lowered his head consciously, trying not to attract people's attention. Although he thought so, he was still the most eye-catching one among the five brothers of the Song family. There came a clear and somewhat familiar lively voice—"Brother! Beautiful brother!"

Song Yuzhang looked up, only to find that a cute little boy was staring at him in surprise. The little boy was holding a man in his hand. He shook the man's hand, and everyone jumped up, "Dad, It's that pretty brother!"

The man led by him looked calm and was still wearing a proper dark tunic suit. Seeing Song Yuzhang looking over, he nodded calmly, tightened his palms, lowered his head and said in a serious tone: "Bonian."

The little boy named "Bonian" was named by his father, and he immediately said with shame: "I'm sorry Dad, I'm judging people again."

He spoke in a childish voice, but his words were very old-fashioned. Song Jincheng laughed and said, "Tong Yan Wuji, Bonian, come, Uncle Song will introduce you. This is Song Yuzhang, the fifth uncle of your Song family," Song Jincheng stretched out his hand to beckon In order to recruit Song Yuzhang, he pulled Song Yuzhang to his side, pointed at the little boy with a smile, "This is Bonian," and pointed at the handsome man with a smile, "This is Bonian's father, the eldest brother of your second brother's girlfriend, Nie Xueping."

Nie Xueping nodded slightly to Song Yuzhang, Song Yuzhang nodded back, and at the same time trembled violently in his heart - Nie Yinbing, Nie Xueping, this sounds too much like a family!

The brothers of the Song family exchanged pleasantries with the father and son of the Nie family, and asked Nie Bonian how he knew Song Yuzhang. Nie Bonian was young, but he spoke very clearly. He said clearly when he met Song Yuzhang in the hospital. He said What, what did Song Yuzhang say again, and the retelling was exact.

"Bonian is really smart." Song Jincheng said enviously.

Nie Xueping touched the top of her son's head with her palm and did not deny it.

Song Yekang said: "Where is Qingyun?"

"Little aunt is still dressing up." Nie Bonian said crisply.

Song Yekang suddenly laughed, and said gently, "Is it upstairs?"

Nie Bonian nodded, "That's right."

"Bonian, help me go up to see if she's dressed up, okay?"

Nie Bonian nodded again, raised his face and asked his father, "Dad, I'm going upstairs."

Nie Xueping let go of her hand, "Go."

Nie Bonian walked two steps and then turned back, looking tentatively at Song Yuzhang, "Brother Yuzhang, do you want to go up with me to see my little aunt? My little aunt is also pretty."

The Song family brothers burst into laughter, and Song Mingzhao, who had been pretending to be dignified, couldn't help but push Song Yekang, "What did I say? You don't have to be disgusted by Qingyun, Bonian has already looked down on you."

Amidst the laughter, a woman's straightforward voice came from upstairs, "Song Mingzhao, what are you laughing at? I heard it upstairs."

Song Mingzhao and Nie Qingyun used to be classmates, and the relationship between the two was not bad. He smiled and said: "Come down quickly, if you don't come down, the second brother is going to arrest people!"

With the sound of "da da da" high heels, Nie Qingyun in a western dress appeared in everyone's sight.

Nie Qingyun didn't disappoint Song Mingzhao at all. When he saw his head, he exclaimed, "My God, where did this handsome man come from?"

Nie Bonian found his confidant, and jumped forward to hold her hand, "Little aunt, this is Uncle Song Wu, the beautiful brother I saw in the hospital last time."

The aunt and nephew held hands, showing surprise expressions together, which caused another burst of laughter.

Only Song Yuzhang didn't laugh much, he kept his eyes on the stairs from the corner of his eye, he was afraid that a tall and straight Nie Yinbing would come up and shoot him.

Fortunately not.

Everyone is here.

The servant led them to a seat, and Song Yuzhang sat beside Song Qiyuan.

The servants disassembled and laid the napkins for them, but Nie Qingyun couldn't stop admiring, "Yuzhang, are you younger than me?"

Song Yuzhang smiled and nodded.

"My God..." Nie Qingyun couldn't stop sighing. She took Song Yekang's hand, turned her face and frowned, and joked, "Why don't you look like your brother at all?"

Song Yuzhang's heart moved, he really wanted to see Song Qiyuan's expression beside him, but he didn't.

"How can they all look as beautiful as him?" Song Yekang didn't seem to feel any abnormality at all, "We brothers don't look much like him at all."

Nie Qingyun sighed, "It's my bad luck."

Song Yekang smiled and said, "There's no way, why did you get to know each other too late?"

The two families met for dinner, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. Song Yuzhang played a role like a vase, looking down at the dishes.

After eating, everyone moved to the garden to play again. Nie Bonian obviously liked Song Yuzhang very much, and kept staring at Song Yuzhang. His father turned his little face away several times calmly, and then turned back relentlessly.

Children love beauty, and their love is undisguised, but Nie Xueping is embarrassed to follow, hugging Nie Bonian on his knees and whispering, "This is too rude."

Nie Bonian obviously knew it too. He blushed, turned his head and put his arms around his father's neck, "Dad, I can't help it."

Feeling helpless, Nie Xueping looked at Song Yuzhang slightly, and then he found that Song Yuzhang was also looking at them. When their eyes met, Song Yuzhang nodded slightly to him.

"Brother," Song Yuzhang said to Song Jincheng, who was chatting hotly ahead, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He stood up and stopped when he passed the father and son. Nie Xueping raised his face to look at him. Song Yuzhang smiled and said, "I don't know this place very well. I'm afraid of getting lost. Could you please show me the way?"

Nie Bonian couldn't help looking up when he heard his voice, and immediately crawled down from Nie Xueping's arms, "I know you well, brother, I'll take you!"

"Oh, you little pervert—" Nie Qingyun leaned over happily and pinched Nie Bonian's face lightly. Nie Bonian had already grabbed Song Yuzhang's hand in a flash, smiling so much that his eyes turned into moons.

Nie Xueping saw the young man's thoughtfulness, nodded slightly, and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Yuzhang smiled without saying a word, and led Nie Bonian into the house.

It was still hot outside, but the moment we entered the room, there was a gust of cool breeze. Song Yuzhang took Nie Bonian's hand and said softly, "Where is the bathroom, please show me the way."

Nie Bonian said: "Don't worry, brother, I know this place well."

Nie Bonian was small and well-dressed, even with a handkerchief pinned to the collar of his coat. Song Yuzhang was held by his soft hand, bent down, and directly picked him up. Nie Bonian sat on his lap In the crook of his arms, he admired this beautiful face at a close distance, and was suddenly so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Song Yuzhang said casually as he walked: "Your name is Bonian, isn't it?"

Nie Bo Nian nodded, "Yes, my name is Nie Bo Nian, Boya's uncle, the year of the New Year."

Song Yuzhang smiled and said, "The name sounds really nice, can you write it?"

Nie Bonian nodded again, "I will!"

After that, he wrote with his little fingers on the palm of his hand.

Song Yuzhang praised: "It's amazing, will you write your aunt's name?"

"I will too!"

Nie Bonian did not hesitate to show his talent in front of his beautiful brother, and he wrote both Nie Qingyun and Nie Xueping in one breath. learned it all.”

So, Song Yuzhang watched as Nie Bonian wrote another three words smoothly and quickly in his palm - Nie Yinbing.