Chapter Twenty-Five: The Little Devil of the World

"Mom, are you sure, let Xiang Ran go tutor that demon?" Fang Qingming said with some embarrassment.

Chen Meiyun glanced at Fang Qingming speechlessly, and said, "What kind of devil, did you say that about your brother?"

Song Xiangran, who was confused next to him, asked blankly, "What kind of devil?"

"Don't listen to Qing Ming's nonsense, Qing Ran's kid just doesn't talk a little less, and now he's in the rebellious period. Chen Meiyun explained with a smile.

"Auntie, didn't you say there are no daughters?" Song Xiangran was even stranger.

Hearing Song Xiangran's doubts, Chen Meiyun laughed instead: "Qingran is my son, a few years younger than you, and he is in junior high school." “

Originally...... Fang Qingming also has a younger brother, but in the previous relationship, Fang Qingming didn't say a word about his younger brother.

But yes, the two are not so familiar. Song Xiangran thought it through himself in his heart.

"Oh, no problem, what subjects does he need to tutor?" Song Xiangran felt that it was good to help Chen Meiyun a little, so he agreed without hesitation.

mentioned Fang Qingran's achievements, Chen Meiyun couldn't help but sigh in her heart, born to the same parents, why are Fang Qingming's grades so good?

After going through Fang Qingran's grades in her heart, Chen Meiyun found that Fang Qingran couldn't read any subjects, except for mathematics, which sometimes barely passed.

Thinking of this, Chen Meiyun sighed heavily, held Song Xiangran's hand and said, "Xiangran, Qingran, you don't study very well, you have to work hard." “

Before Chen Meiyun could finish speaking, Fang Qingming sneered next to him and said, "Isn't it good? “

"Ah, it's okay, I'll try to tutor my brother!" Song Xiangran pretended not to understand the meaning of Chen Meiyun and Fang Qingming's words, and said confidently.

On the way back, Chen Meiyun told Song Xiangran about the interesting stories of her two sons when they were children, completely ignoring the protests of Fang Qingming, who was driving in front.

"Don't you know, they have to fight to the death for even half a piece of braised pork. Chen Meiyun smiled and teased Fang Qingming, "Don't look at Qingming working now, but he still feels like a child in his heart." “

"Is it? Brother Qingming still has such a time?" Song Xiangran listened happily.

Since he met Fang Qingming, he has been a serious and calm person most of the time, although he occasionally makes fun of Song Xiangran.

But Fang Qingming in Chen Meiyun's mouth seems to have a lot of sides that Song Xiangran can't imagine, although Song Xiangran has not seen the two brothers fighting for a piece of meat and being jealous, but just listening to Chen Meiyun's description, I feel that Fang Qingming like that should be more interesting.

Before you know it, you will arrive at the compound of the military district.

It is said to be a compound, but it is actually a community planned by the government for the families of military personnel.

I don't know how many Xiaolin villages there are, and there are several guards guarding the entrance of the community.

As soon as he entered the community, a musical fountain appeared in front of Song Xiangran's eyes. All around is greenery, and large trees with lush branches can be seen everywhere.

Walking inside, Song Xiangran found that even if this place is called a compound, they are all villas, but they are all divided into certain areas.

"Before, the conditions were not so good, and the military compound was really a big yard, and every household was facing it. Chen Meiyun walked while introducing the surroundings to Song Xiangran, "I really miss that time." “

"Isn't that good now?" Song Xiangran asked curiously.

"Now, there are a lot of impurities, a little more hypocrisy, and a little less sincerity. Chen Meiyun said with a smile.

After walking for a short while, a Chinese-style villa appeared in Song Xiangran's sight.

After sending Xu Zhiyuan off, Fang Weihua went to work, so in addition to a servant in the family, there was only Fang Qingran.

The layout of the villa is very large, the antique furniture, and some chic designs in the house, Song Xiangran thought that the person who designed this villa must be very tasteful.

"Qingran, come down. Chen Meiyun put down what she was holding and shouted upstairs.

But no one upstairs responded.

"Qingran, come down and see someone. Chen Meiyun's tone of shouting became serious.

After a while, there was a sparse sound from upstairs, and then a thin boy with shoulder-length hair walked down.

Fang Qingran was wearing a pair of thin-framed gold-wire glasses that did not match his age, a simple black shirt and trousers, a lot of colorful fuel was stained on his clothes and pants, and the white socks on his feet were almost indistinguishable from the primary color.

"Who is this?" Fang Qingran glanced at Song Xiangran expressionlessly and said.

If he hadn't known that this was a son of Chen Meiyun's family, when Fang Qingran walked down just now, Song Xiangran almost thought it was a girl.

is different from the angular Fang Qingming, Fang Qingran's facial features are very delicate, the skeleton is not big, and his figure is thin, plus the shoulder-length hair.

Maybe it's because he has just entered junior high school and hasn't developed well yet, his face is much rounder than his body, and unlike Fang Qingran's cold expression, his face gives people a soft feeling.

"This is your sister Xiangran, the daughter of Aunt Huijuan. Chen Meiyun smiled and put her arms around Song Xiangran's shoulders, Fang Qingran didn't react before meeting, and glared at him, "Call someone." “

"Oh, sister. Fang Qingran glanced at Song Xiangran.

"Hello, Qingran. I don't know why, Song Xiangran has an inexplicable affection for this cold boy who doesn't match his age.

Song Xiangran smiled and stretched out his hand towards Fang Qingran, revealing two good-looking pear vortices.

"Hmm. Fang Qingran looked at Song Xiangran's smiling face, was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and reached over to shake Song Xiangran's hand.

"In the future, let Sister Xiangran tutor you with homework, you have to be obedient. Chen Meiyun was very satisfied when she saw the two of them shaking hands so kindly.

Seeing Fang Qingran and Song Xiangran shaking hands, Fang Qingming felt unprecedented shock.

At this time, when Fang Qingming thought that Fang Qingran would yell and shout like before that he didn't want to study, he didn't expect Fang Qingran to nod.

"Oh, then I'll go up first. Fang Qingran said flatly, and went upstairs.

"This kid. Chen Meiyun looked at Fang Qingran's back helplessly, and then said to Song Xiangran with a smile, "Xiangran, what do you want to eat at night, Auntie will make it for you." Back then, I contracted almost all of your mother's food. “

Although she felt that Fang Qingran's reaction just now was very indifferent and indifferent, Song Xiangran was still full of confidence, so she nodded to Chen Meiyun and said, "Okay, Auntie Hard." “