Song Yuzhang

About Song Yuzhang's big show in the bank, Song Jincheng stayed at Meng's house to accompany Meng Sushan. After returning, he heard Song Yekang talk about what happened in the bank. How how to turn the tide, finally sighed: "Old five, really amazing!"

After Song Jincheng finished listening, he said "heh" twice with a smile on his face, "It's amazing."

Song Yekang said: "Hey, I can't accept it. As expected of an Oxford student, I was really flustered that day. I read the Diamond Sutra twice, and I have a lot of insights in my heart. Brother, I think we should learn to let go."

Song Jin looked at Song Yekang like he was watching a ghost, "Where's the third child?"

"It's at the bank."

Song Jincheng hated iron but said: "Then you are still reading Buddhist scriptures there!"

Song Yekang rolled his eyes at him, wanted to quarrel with him, and thought about my Buddha's mercy, let it go, turned around and walked to the door, turned around and said, "You have the ability, why didn't you dare to go out when you hid in Meng's house that day?" He finished speaking That is to say, the door was locked and locked in one go. No matter how Song Jincheng roared outside, he picked up the Diamond Sutra and read it aloud.

Song Jincheng is the son-in-law of the Meng family. Mr. Meng is gone. At the meeting ceremony, the Song family should respect him. Song Yuzhang also agreed with Song Qiyuan on this matter early in the morning. Song Qiyuan said: "Thank you for your understanding."

"It's nothing, and I'm not addicted to dressing people in mourning." Song Yuzhang said.

Song Qiyuan pinched the center of his eyebrows, "Outside, you also give big brother some face... Family and everything are prosperous..."

Song Yuzhang couldn't help laughing, looking at Song Qiyuan as if he had raised two sons, "Haven't you ever thought of finding something for them to do? If you're idle at home all day, you'll always have something wrong, just like the fourth brother. Have a serious job, okay?"

Song Qiyuan put down his hand and sighed again, "Let's talk about it."

Although the two elder brothers were often beaten by their father at home, they always had to deal with wind and rain in the bank. Looking at the riddled account books, it was clear that they completely regarded the bank as their own. Private property, casually misappropriating tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, if this habit is brought out, Song Qiyuan doesn't have the energy to wipe their ass again.

"How is the fourth brother?"

"I want to know, come back with me tonight."

Song Yuzhang put his hand on Song Qiyuan's shoulder, and Song Qiyuan threw it down again, "Don't always use your hands and feet."

Song Yuzhang laughed, and patted Song Qiyuan's head, "It still looks good with curly hair, like a foreign dog."

"Fuck off!"

Song Qiyuan and Song Yuzhang went back to Song Zhai together, they both said that things resembled the host, and even the house would feel different depending on the people who lived there, Song Qiyuan felt that Song Zhai gave him a different feeling, even though there were fewer people , but it feels more lively.

The lawn has not been taken care of for a period of time, so it grows a little unevenly. The grass on both sides of the road grows obliquely into the road. After getting out of the car, the smell of grass juice hits the face. Song Qiyuan stomped his feet, "It's still a bit dark at night. cold."

"That's third brother, you are too pretty, you don't wear enough clothes."

"You don't have much to wear."

"I am physically stronger than you."

"Joke," Song Qiyuan sneered, stepped forward, and said proudly, "With your body, I can hit two at a time."

Song Yuzhang followed with a smile, "You mean the eldest brother and the second brother?"

The two entered the house chatting and laughing, and the old servants in Song's house were full of familiar faces, and they came up to serve Song Qiyuan tea skillfully, "Master, tea."

Song Qiyuan felt a little at home. He sat down and had a sip of tea before realizing that this was his home. He was so dazed. He crossed his legs and asked, "Where's the fourth child?"

"Fourth Master hasn't come back yet."

Song Qiyuan looked at Song Yuzhang, Song Yuzhang was loosening his tie, "Fourth Brother's school seems to be quite busy, and he returned late yesterday."

"Is it?"

Song Qiyuan said: "Or send someone to the school to remind?"

"Hungry?" Song Yuzhang said, "It's okay, eat first if you're hungry, they're all my brothers, there aren't so many rules."

Song Qiyuan hesitated for a moment, feeling that his brothers really had no rules, so he readily agreed.

Working in the bank really exhausted him, but Liu Chuanzong was the best, not only busy himself, but also brought a child to teach him, Song Qiyuan thought about it, if he was asked to bring some brother to work in the bank, then he might as well Go hang yourself.

When Song Qiyuan came, there were quite a lot of dishes in the kitchen, even more than the three of them usually ate. Song Qiyuan said: "There are so many dishes, did you plan to invite me today?"

Song Yuzhang said solemnly: "Yes."

Song Qiyuan smiled, "You don't have to be so polite."

Song Yuzhang lowered his head and ate food in silence. After two mouthfuls, he finally couldn't help laughing, and a laugh or two came out of his mouth. Song Qiyuan immediately figured it out when he raised his face, and smiled after a while, "You two usually eat so much?"

Song Yuzhang held back a smile and waved his hands, "It's because I eat too much, don't blame fourth brother."

Song Qiyuan said: "Eat a lot, why don't you see that you are fat?"

"I'm worried." Song Yuzhang said casually.

When Song Qiyuan realized why he was worried, the smile on his face faded.

Seeing his expression, Song Yuzhang smiled and said, "Are you guilty? If you are guilty, eat less."

Song Qiyuan glanced at him, "You can't eat enough!"

After the two of them finished their meal, Song Mingzhao hadn't come back yet, so they went upstairs together again. Song Zhenqiao died and left a lot of things, all of which were calligraphy and painting antiques that could not be sold. Both of them were experts in this field, but Song Yuzhang was Understanding the price, Song Qiyuan understood the value, and Song Yuzhang showed Song Qiyuan the painting that Nie Xueping had sent on a whim.

After Song Qiyuan saw it, he was really amazed, and started to follow the vulgarity, "Is this Lin Mengqi's painting? I have seen his paintings in auction houses, but they are not cheap. I have never seen this one. It is really good. Thick and fine, the more you taste, the more delicious it will be.”

Song Yuzhang smiled and lit a cigarette, and Song Qiyuan suspected him, "Be careful of burning the painting."

Song Yuzhang thought to himself that the owner of the collection of paintings has already scalded, so are you afraid of scalding a painting?However, he went out to smoke honestly, and as soon as he went out, Song Yuzhang was slightly startled by Song Mingzhao at the door, "Fourth brother, are you back?"

When Song Qiyuan heard the movement, he put down the painting in his hand, "Is the fourth child back?" He came out to meet Song Mingzhao, then smiled and said, "Why don't you ask the servant to come up and say something."

Song Mingzhao looked at the two people standing side by side and smiled, "The servant said you are up there, so I came up to look for you."

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Yuzhang said.

"Not yet... how about you?" Song Mingzhao said with a smile, "Did you come up after eating?"

"Yes, go eat first if you haven't eaten," Song Qiyuan said, "Why is the school suddenly busy? Aren't you a teaching assistant?"

"Third brother, you don't know something. The teaching assistant is busy. The professor always leaves the work to the teaching assistant." Song Yuzhang said.

Song Qiyuan glanced at him with a smile, "You know a lot more."

"Because I'm the big professor who throws his hands away."

"Oh? Then I was taken advantage of by the teaching assistant?"

Song Yuzhang smiled without saying a word, looked at Song Mingzhao, and said softly, "Fourth brother, hurry up and eat, and be careful not to starve."

Song Mingzhao let out a "hmm", turned around and went downstairs.

Song Qiyuan looked at his back and said: "The fourth brother is also stable. It seems that what you said makes sense. It is time for the eldest brother and the second brother to find some serious things to do."

"If it doesn't work, just ask them to come to the bank."

Song Qiyuan said: "Stop joking!"

Song Yuzhang said: "I'm not joking, do you think Liu Chuanzong is incapable of leading them?"

"Forget it, Lao Liu still has to raise a child now, let him rest easy, don't worry, I know it well."

"I don't have anything to worry about, but I'm just afraid that you will decline before you get old. Third brother, you are really old recently. You should go get your head permed to make you look younger and more beautiful."

"roll!"

The voices of talking and laughing from upstairs could be faintly heard downstairs. Song Mingzhao was sitting alone in the large and empty dining room, picking some rice with chopsticks and stuffing it into his mouth, but it was tasteless like chewing wax.

He took two bites, and suddenly slammed the chopsticks on the table forcefully. The servant was startled by him, and heard him muttering: "...It's so noisy."

Song Qiyuan finished watching his brother, and went back to see his brother again. Song Jincheng waited for a long time and asked him about the situation of the bank. The bank is his now."

Song Jin Chengqiang smiled, "What you're saying, isn't the bank already his?"

"Don't worry," Song Qiyuan patted his shoulder, "With me here, I won't make you suffer."

Song Jincheng said: "Let's not talk about this, tomorrow I will go to Meng's house to pay homage, how can I arrange it?"

"How to arrange it? Of course it is according to your arrangement, brother."

Song Jincheng glanced at him, seeing that Song Qiyuan didn't mean to be joking, he let go of his heart a little, "Well, although the family is separated, they are all Song's family after all, and we will act together tomorrow."

"no problem."

Song Jincheng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Are you working in a bank now?"

Song Qiyuan suspected that he was going to be a demon again, and said directly: "Brother, Lao Liu and I have reconciled all the bank accounts once, and I don't tell you what's going on in it, you should know it in your heart, since it's over, then it's over, If you don’t mention it, I won’t ask, and you won’t ask about the bank in the future either.”

Song Jincheng's face was ugly, and he still didn't say anything for a while, and nodded with difficulty.

The next day, the five brothers of the Song family first got together in the Song residence. After dividing the inheritance, it was the first time that the five brothers had a complete reunion.

Song Yekang went up to say hello to Song Yuzhang, and gave Song Yuzhang a string of Buddhist beads, saying that they had been consecrated. Song Yuzhang thanked him and asked which master it was. He read the Diamond Sutra several times, and he already had a lot of experience in Buddhism. Song Yuzhang's lips parted slightly, "Second brother, you have worked hard..."

"No hard work, no hard work," Song Yekang turned to Song Mingzhao, "fourth brother, time was tight last night, I will see you off next time."

Song Jincheng looked on coldly, feeling that his second brother was like a clown who had lost his mind, "Okay, go over earlier, I have to help Sushan."

The five brothers of the Song family left very early, and there were not many cars at the entrance of the Meng Mansion, so the five entered the Meng Mansion and came to the main hall under the guidance of the servants.

Meng Sushan wore a black cheongsam with a white flower pinned to her head, and she and her two younger sisters bowed to several people. Song Jincheng stayed behind to entertain with her. , thank you for coming."

"It should be, sister-in-law, don't be too sad."

Meng Sushan smiled, day and night passed, no matter how much sadness was diluted, she grabbed Song Yuzhang's sleeve and begged: "Fifth Brother, go and see Ting Jing."

Song Yuzhang pondered for a moment, and said, "Where are the others?"

"In my yard, I'll ask Wan Lan to take you there."

"No, I know."

Meng Sushan returned to her original position, Song Jincheng asked him what he said to Song Yuzhang, Meng Sushan said: "It's nothing, go and reinsert two sticks of incense for Dad."

Song Yuzhang was as keen as an occupational disease in the terrain of the route, and soon walked out of the labyrinth-like corridor and entered the small courtyard where Meng Tingjing lived.

Meng Tingjing's courtyard is extraordinarily deep and quiet, with a circular arch to enter, and a rocking chair and a tea table outside, which are exactly the same as when Song Yuzhang came back last time.

Just as Song Yuzhang was about to step in, Meng Tingjing, dressed in a black robe and with a white armband on his arm, came out.

The eyes of the two collided, and they both stood still.

Meng Tingjing's face remained unchanged, and after a long time, he said calmly, "Here we are."

"Sister-in-law asked me to come and see you." Song Yuzhang said directly.

With dark eyes, Meng Tingjing strode up to Song Yuzhang. Song Yuzhang looked at him calmly, with a very ordinary expression, as if nothing had happened between the two of them.

After Meng Tingjing stood in front of him, she just stared at him. Song Yuzhang felt that his face was about to be stared at by him, so he slapped his eyelashes and said, "Since you're fine, I'll go first."

He turned around without moving his footsteps, and was hugged by Meng Tingjing from behind. Meng Tingjing didn't use much strength, so Song Yuzhang didn't move either, and only whispered: "Speak up if you have something to say. so."

The neck was pressed against the warm skin, Song Yuzhang felt Meng Tingjing's eyelashes lightly falling on his neck like a fallen leaf, he sighed softly in his heart, and pulled away Meng Tingjing's hand wrapped around his waist , Meng Tingjing didn't get entangled anymore, when his arm fell, he suddenly said: "Do you expect me to die?"

Song Yuzhang turned his face slightly in surprise.

Meng Tingjing looked calm and showed no sign of going crazy.

"Have you ever thought about it, wishing for my death? You feel happy and relieved when I die."

Song Yuzhang smiled helplessly, "Ting Jing, why do you think so?"

Meng Tingjing stepped forward and approached half a step, Song Yuzhang did not retreat, his eyes moved down to Meng Tingjing's raised hand, suspecting that Meng Tingjing wanted to strangle his neck again, but Meng Tingjing put his palm on Song Yuzhang's face, Song Yuzhang's eyelashes Looking up at him, Meng Tingjing looked at him fixedly, then lowered his head, Song Yuzhang turned his face to hide, Meng Tingjing's forehead was pressed against his side forehead, and there was some heat on his forehead.

"You don't love me, and you don't hate me."

Meng Ting said in a low voice.

Song Yuzhang sighed lightly, "Isn't this good?" He paused, and then said: "Ting Jing, I don't understand, do you love me or hate me?"

"I do not know."

"Then simply hate me, and don't love me."

Meng Tingjing was silent for a while, and suddenly hugged him into his arms again, this time he hugged him tightly, strangling Song Yuzhang almost with all his strength, "You can control yourself, but you can't control me, Song Yuzhang, You'd better hope that I die soon, and only after I die can you be clean."