"Father, it's done. ”

The old locust tree in the depths of the courtyard grows very tall and very tall, the dense branches and leaves cover most of the backyard, at two o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, scattered and scattered, there is a reclining chair under the shade, there is a bald old man on the recliner, the old man has a sickly face, even the beard has fallen off to no one, it looks drooping, Song Jia stood in front of the old man, and said softly.

"Tiger fathers have no dogs. The old man lay down and looked at the sky and said.

"I gave him the rank of colonel. Song Jia said.

"Huh?" the old man frowned slightly.

"Father, I know. Ye Xiaobai's exploits are enough to be crowned a general, but he is still young, he acts rampantly and uninhibitedly, and kills two school officials in public, and the gang of people talk about this matter endlessly. If you directly seal the general, I am afraid that it will leave a handle on outsiders. ”

"Are you afraid that your grandson will be too bright and cause trouble?"

"Father's ......"

"You know what I mean?"

"Understood, but the rank of colonel is enough to show our position to the outside world, hatred should be pulled, Ye Xiaobai is enough to become a whetstone. ”

"His name is Song Sleepy, not Ye Xiaobai. ”

"Father!" Song Jia's heart was shocked.

"My life is short, and what I can do for the Song family is nothing more. Tiger Roar is talented, but too cautious. Small things can be done, but big things are destined not to be done. Long Yin is bold and careful, daring to fight and kill, but after all, he grew up under the protection of this family, and he needs to be honed. Whether he can carry this family depends on himself. Do you think I'm bent on sacrificing your grandson to make the dragon yin? The whetstone is too strong, and it can sharpen a good knife into a broken knife, can it?"

Song Jia is gone, he can't change the old lady's decision, the old lady is alive for a day, whether he Song Jia is the head of the Song family or not, the Song family still has the final say in the old lady.

Song Jia knew that the old lady was still biased towards Long Yin in his heart, after all, his grandson's surname was Ye, not Song, who wanted a person with a foreign surname to inherit the family business?

However, what the old lady said is also reasonable, sharpen the knife and sharpen the knife, who is the knife and who is the stone, the result is not known yet!

Song Jia came to his study, pondered for a long time, and picked up the landline.

"The old lady told you to go home. ”

"There is only one condition, Ye Xiaobai changed his name to Song Sleepy Long. ”

Song Xiulan, who was far away in Mingzhu, hung up the phone and then dialed another number.

"The old lady asked me to go home, and Xiaobai changed his name to Sleepy Dragon, surnamed Song. ”

"Go home. ”

"There is a text in the old lady's study, which was given by a wandering Taoist back then: If the dragon does not groan, it will swallow the dragon, and the dragon will chant all over the world!"

"I also have a text in my study. ”

"What word?"

Ye Changgong came to his room, spread rice paper on the desk, and waved his pen vigorously!

"The trapped dragon swallows the dragon and groans, and the trapped dragon ascends to heaven!"

——Ye Xiaobai, the market dragon, can counterattack Song Longyin, the Nine Heavens Green Dragon?

Ye Xiaobai hurriedly returned to Mingzhu because he received a call from his mother saying that he wanted to return to Yanjing.

"Back to Yanjing?" Ye Xiaobai frowned.

"Well, your grandfather asked me to go back. Song Xiulan said.

"Won't you be wronged?" Ye Xiaobai asked.

"No, it won't. Song Xiulan smiled and touched Ye Xiaobai's head. "No one can let your mother suffer the slightest grievance, your father is so good, you are so good, why?"

"Heredity. Ye Xiaobai grinned.

"Take good care of Sinian, and when the holiday is over, you will come to Yanjing to see me with Sinian. ”

"Good. ”

"Missing. Song Xiulan took Ye Sinian's hand and said with a smile, "Study hard, take care of yourself, don't worry about your brother, he is a man, he should let him worry about you." ”

"Mom, if you are wronged, come home, our family. Pretty good. Ye Sinian's eyes suddenly turned red.

"I said, sister, is there enough hypocrisy? I didn't arrange a private plane for you, it was a passenger plane, you can't let hundreds of people on board wait for you?" Song Yingren rolled his eyes and urged by the side of the car.

"You still have to go to class, you don't have to send me. Song Xiulan's eyes were full of doting, and she reluctantly rubbed the heads of the two again, turned around and got into the car.

"Little nephew, get here. Song Yingren closed the car door for Song Xiulan and beckoned to Ye Xiaobai.

"Auntie, do you have an order?" Ye Xiaobai ran up.

"Your mother won't be by your side in the future, are you happy?" Song Yingren put his arm around Ye Xiaobai's shoulders, this girl was tall, and when she wore five-centimeter high heels, she was not shorter than Ye Xiaobai, who was close to one meter eight in height.

"Auntie, what do you say?" Ye Xiaobai didn't understand. When he was still an adolescent boy who was afraid of his mother's care?

"You can do bad things. Song Yingren glanced at Ye Sinian who was not far away, "Miss that cherry mouth, the service is no worse than Wen Xiaotian in the Oriental Club, especially her unique Danfeng eyes, think about her moaning in bed, her eyes must be very wonderful, can make you want to die." ”

"Auntie, she's my sister. Ye Xiaobai's face twitched.

"You don't even dare to fight your aunt's idea, and a sister who is not related by blood will not dare?

"When did I hit your mind?"

"The last time you gave me a massage, it was hard. ”

“……”

"Don't admit it, don't admit it, I'll tell your mom to go!"

“……”

"Sister!" Song Yingren turned around and was about to pull the car door.

"I admit it!" Ye Xiaobai was frightened and hurriedly said.

"Enjoy your two-person world, don't look for my aunt if I have nothing to do, don't look for anything else, my aunt I'm very busy. Song Yingren withdrew his hand at this time, smiled and patted Ye Xiaobai's shoulder, this is simply a witch, just a goblin.

The car disappeared at the end of sight, and Ye Xiaobai and Ye Sinian returned home side by side.

"I'm going to cook. ”

Ye Sinian went to the kitchen, Ye Xiaobai sat alone on the sofa, and suddenly felt that this home was empty. It's very lonely, probably every child will feel this way when they are separated from their parents, right?

Sighing lightly, Ye Xiaobai reached out to take the remote control on the coffee table, and was about to turn on the TV to take a look, but found that there was a blank envelope pressed under the remote control.

Ye Xiaobai took out the envelope and took out the letter inside.

The more he looked, the wider Ye Xiaobai's eyes opened, and in the end, they were as big as copper bells.

His mouth couldn't even be closed.

To be precise, this is a marriage letter.

Ye Xiaobai and Ye Sinian's marriage book!

The contract was made ten years ago, and the marriage contract signed by Ye Sinian's biological father and Ye Changgong!

"So, after the death of the biological father who misses her, my mother did not adopt her as a daughter, but as a child daughter-in-law?" Ye Xiaobai felt ridiculous, how could there be such a thing in the world?

He didn't know what his parents were thinking.

If you want to let Sinian and him be pure brothers and sisters, then why does my mother deliberately put the marriage contract here now? How does it end now?

Ye Xiaobai's head was big for a while.

Suddenly, a flame lit up in his fingertips, and he was about to burn the marriage certificate, but he couldn't do anything.

What to do?

If you know the existence of this marriage book for Sinian, Sinian must be very entangled, right?

Instead of worrying about missing, why don't you burn it?

Go up in flames!

Ye Xiaobai thought clearly, and the corner of the marriage book leaned towards the flame on his fingertips, boom, and burned.

Whew-

Huhuhuhu-

Ye Xiaobai was blown out.

Burn a fart!

He was holding the marriage papers. Gritted his teeth and stood up, took three steps and two steps to the kitchen.

"Ye Sinian!" Ye Xiaobai slapped the marriage book on the chopping board.

Ye Sinian was about to cut tomatoes, picked up the marriage book and read it.

Half a day.

She put the wedding book aside and picked up a kitchen knife to cut the tomatoes.

"What do you mean?"

"I respect your opinion. ”

"You wanted to burn it just now, why didn't you burn it again?"

“……”

Ye Xiaobai looked at the corner of the burned marriage book, and didn't know how to answer.

"I already knew. ”

"Know what?"

"Knowing that we are engaged. My dad told me before he died. ”

Ye Xiaobai was frightened.

"Burn it. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ye Xiaobai picked up the marriage book, silently walked out of the kitchen, snapped his fingers, the flame burned the marriage book, and looked at a small stall of ashes on the coffee table, I don't know why. His heart was empty, as if he had lost something, which was different from his mother leaving home, but he couldn't say what was the difference.

Why should I listen to her?

Do not burn. Doesn't it mean that you have to get married? Isn't it good to keep a marriage certificate to be a brother and sister?

Ye Xiaobai found out that he was so stupid.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the kitchen.

Ye Xiaobai hurriedly ran to the kitchen and found that Ye Sinian's fingers were bleeding straight down, and most of the cutting board had been stained red, as well as the chopping boards that had been cut and the tomatoes that had not been cut. The wound is deep.

"I'll take a look!" Ye Xiaobai reached out and was about to grab Ye Sinian's hand, but she dodged it.

"Don't worry about it. Ye Sinian covered his fingers tightly, hooked his head, turned around and ran to the living room to get the medicine box, and cleaned and disinfected himself. Bandaging herself, her movements are really clumsy, and she is really childish, such a big person, her fingers are scratched. I cried? Tears fell to the wound, don't you know?

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