Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

Song Chen tidied up his treasures. He picked out all the presents that his brothers gave him that he knew.

In fact, because the things are too precious, the sense of reality that belongs to him is not so strong. For him, it is more of a stimulus of wealth.He was tidying up when there was a knock on the door outside, so he hung up the phone first, and turned around and said, "Come in."

It was Zhao Yungang who came in.

Zhao Yungang looked at him with a smile and said, "Why did you take out everything."

"Let me check it out." Song Chen felt that it was just right to ask Zhao Yungang, "Dad, help me to see who sent these. There are too many, and I can't even remember."

Zhao Yun just sat down beside him, reached out and took a Jade Buddha, and said, "This is left to you by your biological mother, she believes in Buddhism."

It is also an emerald Buddha, which is a bit like the one in Mrs. Zhao's Buddhist hall.

"I thought it was given to me by my wife," he said.

"My wife loves jade, and she learned from your mother. Your mother likes jade very much."

Speaking of Yu Hua, Zhao Yungang was very emotional, and brought another fragrant wood carving over, and said, "This is also left by your mother. She likes to collect antiques, and your father bought a lot of them for her."

Song Chen became interested in Song Zhiyuan and his wife after hearing the words, and said, "I don't even remember what they look like."

Zhao Yungang said: "Aren't their photos all in your box?" Zhao Yungang got up after speaking, reached into a drawer behind Duobaoge and took out a box, sat on the ground and opened it for him to see.

Song Chen immediately surrounded him, knelt down beside Zhao Yungang, and saw the wedding photo of Song Zhiyuan and Yu Hua.

It's a bit dated, but they are a couple, Song Zhiyuan has clear eyebrows and a delicate face, Yu Hua is wearing a wedding dress, even more slim and beautiful, it is the most beautiful wedding photo he has ever seen.

"Your eyebrows and eyes are very similar to your mother's." Zhao Yungang said, "Your mother's eyebrows are gentler, but her eyes are the same. Your chin is like your father's, and so are your ears, which protrude."

Song Chen couldn't take his eyes off it, it's really beautiful, life photos are even more beautiful, among them is a family portrait, Song Chen was about one or two years old at that time, Yu Hua was holding him and sitting beside Song Zhiyuan, gentle and demure, unlike ordinary family portraits , more like a movie still, beautifully shot, surrounded by flowers, without any valuables, you can tell that it is a wealthy family.

"Your mother used to sell flowers in the ancient city," Zhao Yungang said with a smile, "One time I went there for dinner with your father. When I came out of the restaurant, I saw your mother holding a basket of jasmine flowers and selling them at the bridgehead. Wearing a jasmine garland and a string around her neck, wearing a white shirt and a blue skirt. Your father fell in love with her at first sight and chased her for a long time. Your mother used to have a woman, but she was always unwilling. It was your father who chased her too often Well, her boyfriend backed down first, and your mother married your father in a fit of anger. But they lived happily ever after. "

Speaking of these, Zhao Yungang rarely showed a bit of sadness, saying: "If they are still here, you must be living better and better than now."

But parting from life and death is a helpless thing. Song Chen can be considered lucky in the midst of misfortune to get Zhao Yungang's father's love.

It can be seen from the photos that Zhao Yungang and their Song family have a really good relationship, because there are several photos of Zhao Yungang and their Song family in it.One of them is a group photo of the two families. Song Zhiyuan and his wife lead the young Song Chen, and the Zhao family is standing next to them. Three boys are running on the grass. They should be Zhao Xinzhi and his three brothers. At that time, Zhao Jindong should They are still at Zheng Hong's place and have not been sent over.

At that time, Zhao Yungang and his wife were also very young, and Mrs. Zhao was still wavy, young, strong and sexy.

Zhao Yungang was going to tell him, but in the end he flipped through the photos one by one, and finally took a photo, reached out to wipe his eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and put the photos away.

It seems to be crying.

The iron-blooded tough guy Zhao Yungang, originally had such soft moments.

"Before your father died, he entrusted you to me, and I promised him that he would treat you better than his own son..." Zhao Yungang was silent for a while, and said, "I count as well..."

Seeing his big reaction, Song Chen didn't know what to say.

Zhao Yungang paused for a while, and said: "Now my wife is pregnant again, but in my heart, you are the one who loves you the most. Don't think about it, thinking that if you have a younger brother or sister, I won't love you anymore."

He came to Song Chen mainly to talk about this.

Song Chen said with a smile: "Whether it's a younger brother or a younger sister, I like them all, and I will love her with my parents."

"It's best if you can think like this. I know you've always been very sensible." Zhao Yungang stood up and said, "Is the second child coming back soon?"

"He said he would be home the morning after tomorrow."

Zhao Yungang nodded and said, "If there is nothing else, I can pick him up at the airport. It doesn't take much trouble."

Song Chen nodded and sent Zhao Yun out the door. Zhao Yun just walked to the door and asked, "Is the money on hand enough to spend?"

"I haven't moved what you gave me last time." Song Chen said.

"If it's not enough, just tell me, don't worry about the second child."

He asked Song Chen to stand straight in front of Zhao Jindong.

Song Chen nodded: "Thank you Dad."

Zhao Yun just went downstairs.

In fact, with Zhao Yungang here, his life would not be too bad, and he would not even suffer any grievances. Zhao Yungang was very normal to his biological sons. As he said, he basically gave him his father's love. He gave Zhao Xinzhi and the others only family background and money.Because of this, no one in the family dared to bully him, even Mrs. Zhao, who used to suspect that he was an illegitimate child, was very polite to him.

It seems that no matter which world you are in, the most secure people are parents.

Song Chen returned to the bedroom and dialed the phone again. Zhao Jindong asked, "Is it finished?"

"Dad just came, and we had a conversation." Song Chen scratched his head, looked at the things he had placed all over the floor, all the things that could be separated out, and the rest that could not be separated, he will slowly work on it in the future check.

There are already a bunch of them, and he packed them into a big box.Although it is said to be repaid, it still requires skill and timing. You can't repay it forcefully, which will hurt your dignity and harmony.

Zhao Jindong asked, "Do you want to start the video?"

Song Chen was stunned for a moment, he didn't even think about opening the video, and immediately said, "Wait a minute."

After he finished speaking, he ran to the bathroom, straightened his hair and clothes in front of the mirror, and then came out of the bathroom, and saw that Zhao Jindong had sent a video invitation.

The first video with Zhao Jindong, he was still a little nervous and excited, picked up the phone, found the best angle, and connected.

Zhao Jindong didn't adjust the angle, it was the straightest man's looking down angle, and he was still handsome just like that, the flesh on his face was firm and the outline was tough, and when looking down, the outline of his face became clearer.

After Zhao Jindong started the video, he kept silent and stared at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth. It was clearly in love!

Song Chen was a little embarrassed to be stared at by him all the time. He was still not used to Zhao Jindong's direct gaze. He pretended to pack his things, lowered his head and said, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

Only then did Zhao Jindong say: "The video doesn't look at people, what are you watching, are you still cleaning up?"

"Well," Song Chen looked up, and saw that Zhao Jindong was still in the daytime, Zhao Jindong was dressed very formally, with a suit and tie, and there was a French window behind him: "What time is it?"

"I just had breakfast, and I'll have a meeting with the people here later." Zhao Jindong suddenly asked, "Have you started your beauty routine?"

"what?"

"You don't need to be beautiful, you look good in person."

Song Chen fiddled with the phone and said, "It's not on."

When he was fiddling with the phone, he lay close, with long eyelashes, as if he could touch his heart even through the screen, Zhao Jindong said, "Then don't do it, tell me to take a good look at you."

Song Chen was a little embarrassed, and looked up at Zhao Jindong, Zhao Jindong said: "I forgot to tell you when I was on the phone just now, I dreamed of you when I slept last night, and I got up this morning and changed my pants."

"..."

The car drove so suddenly that Song Chen didn't react for a moment.

Zhao Jindong laughed and said, "Don't ask me what I dreamed about you?"

"What did you dream about me?" Song Chen asked with his beating heart.

Just as Zhao Jindong was about to speak, he glanced up, and then he heard a faint voice, and then he heard Zhao Jindong say something to the man in English.

Fluent spoken language, pure accent, coupled with his magnetic voice and formal attire, is simply stunning.

Zhao Jindong bowed his head and said to him, "I won't talk to you for now. I'll talk about it when I get back to the hotel at night."

Before Song Chen could say "goodbye", Zhao Jindong died.

Song Chen took the phone and looked left and right, and found that he didn't need to look for an angle. This face looks good no matter how you shoot it, just like Zhao Jindong.

The time difference between the United States and here is exactly half a day. When it is dawn here, it is estimated that New York will enter the night time.Before going to bed, people's minds are different. If Zhao Jindong videos with him before going to bed, probably...

He thought of phone PLAY and video PLAY or something.

Just now, Zhao Jindong watched him intently through the video, really like a lover would, his eyes were chasing him, the corners of his mouth were smiling, he was quiet and hungry.

He might be able to hook Zhao Jindong and say he loves him while chatting at night.Maybe he wasn't sure before, but now he feels that he has the ability to hook up with Zhao Jindong.

In the bar in the city center, Zhao Xinzhi came out from the bar Song Chen used to go to most often, staggering.

His friend supported him and said, "You didn't listen to me, did you drink too much?"

Zhao Xinzhi really rarely drank too much. This time, he obviously had something on his mind, but he didn't say anything when asked.

Zhao Xinzhi was not quite drunk, so he staggered and said, "I...I'm fine."

He is the person who doesn't like to cause trouble for others: "I called the driver... come here."

It was late at night, and the location of this bar was remote. At this point in time, there were no people outside.The friend supported him, saw Zhao Xinzhi's driver driving over, and asked, "Do you really want me to take you?"

"No need." Zhao Xinzhi said.

"If there is anything you want to do, if you want to find a buddy for a drink, just make a phone call."

Zhao Xinzhi patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "At the end of the day, it's still..."

In the end, it turned out that his friends cared more about him than his family and stayed with him.

"Okay, I know." The friend and the driver helped Zhao Xinzhi into the car, and said to the driver, "Take care of him."

The driver nodded, got into the car, and asked Zhao Xinzhi, "Where are we going?"

"Go home." Zhao Xinzhi said.

The driver wanted to ask which home to go back to, but seeing Zhao Xinzhi drinking like this, he didn't dare to ask. When he was struggling, he heard Zhao Xinzhi say, "Go back to the manor."

After Zhao Xinzhi finished speaking, he lay down, opened the window a little to blow the air, his eyes almost narrowed, although his body was drunk, his heart was very sour.

The driver took him home directly, it was almost eleven o'clock, the house was already asleep, it was dark and cold.The driver wanted to help him upstairs, Zhao Xinzhi waved his hand: "Let's go."

After speaking, he walked upstairs with the help of the stairs, staggering, smelling of alcohol, when he reached the third floor, he stopped in front of Song Chen's door, put his head against the door, and then slowly He bumped twice and sat down against the door.

After drinking so much wine, why is my body so cold, shivering, my mind fluttering, everything seems to be dreaming.

Song Chen also went to bed late today, but he couldn't keep his eyes open when he was writing a novel, and he was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep when he lay down on the bed. .

His heart moved, he opened his eyes, and by the light of the orchid lamp by the bedside, he saw a person standing beside the bed.