The Song family's compound, in a study.

Song Wenjun's right hand was wrapped in bandages, and he sat on the chair next to him and looked at Song Wenjie opposite, who was sitting at the desk with half of the book in his hand and reading with great devotion.

Song Wenjie didn't seem to see Song Wenjun opposite, and still looked at the book seriously.

"Big Brother ......"

Song Wenjun waited for a long time, and when he saw that Song Wenjie still didn't mean to put down the books, he couldn't help but speak.

"Something?"

Hearing Song Wenjun's words, Song Wenjie put down the book in his hand, raised his head, and a cold voice came out of his mouth.

"That's all for today?" Song Wenjun said unconvinced.

"Or else?"

Song Wenjie asked rhetorically.

"But ......"

"No, but. Song Wenjie directly interrupted Song Wenjun's words: "You should know that guy's strength and character very well, the iron-blooded duo is not his opponent." What can we do in that situation?"

"However, that can't give him the piece outside Su Hai's Wolong Heaven for nothing, and there are still 30 million ......," Song Wenjun said with a painful face.

"I have recorded this loss on your head, and I have already informed the people in the family, so you can obediently accept the punishment of the family. An indifferent voice came out of Song Wenjie's mouth.

"Big brother, you ......"

Hearing Song Wenjie's words, Song Wenjun said in disbelief.

"It's all your own making. Song Wenjie said without raising his head: "Grandpa is waiting for you in the backyard, go ahead." ”

Song Wenjun's face was as if he was dead, and he looked at Song Wenjie with a resentful expression: "Big brother, are you deliberately manipulating me?"

Song Wenjie stopped talking, picked up the book in his hand again and read it carefully.

"Damn ......"

Seeing this, Song Wenjun's mouth let out an angry curse and slammed the door.

He never thought that he would be stabbed in the back by his own big brother.

Looking at Song Wenjun's departing back, a murmuring voice came from Song Wenjie's mouth: "Wenjun, I am also doing this for your own good, so that you can stay away from this place." ”

Deep in the backyard of the Song family, the secluded pavilion.

In the courtyard, a white-haired old man was holding a shower in his hand, leisurely watering the flowers and plants planted, not disturbed by the outside world at all, even if Song Wenjun came here silently and stood for a long time, he didn't look back, and the expression on his face did not have the slightest wave, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him.

This old man, he is the Song family's Dinghai Divine Needle.

Looking at the old man who was leisurely watering the flowers and plants, Song Wenjun stood respectfully aside, not daring to make a sound, even his breathing became cautious, and his heart was inexplicably worried.

He really couldn't think of any good thing that the old man would do to find him.

When the old man had finished watering the flowers and plants in turn, he slowly put the shower aside, and then walked to the chair in a small vegetable patch and sat down, the bright moonlight poured down from the sky to reflect his vicissitudes of life, and a pair of wise eyes flashed like stars in the night.

He raised his head and glanced indifferently at Song Wenjun, who was standing straight, and a calm voice came out of his mouth: "Don't kneel down yet." ”

"Plop. ”

Hearing the old man's voice, Song Wenjun's body trembled, and he knelt down with a plop.

"Grandpa......"

Looking at the old man, a respectful and apprehensive voice came out of Song Wenjun's mouth.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?"

The old man stared at Song Wenjun, and an indifferent voice came out of his mouth.

"The grandson is stupid, and I ask my grandfather to make it clear. ”

Song Wenjun said in a deep voice.

"Bastard!"

Hearing Song Wenjun's words, the old man grabbed the broom on the side and smashed it at Song Wenjun, Song Wenjun didn't dare to dodge, and was smashed squarely.

"Grandpa, I ......"

Song Wenjun wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by the old man: "Go back to the army." ”

Hearing the old man's words, Song Wenjun was stunned suddenly, and his face was incredulous.

He never thought that the old man would say such words, and he knew exactly what it meant.

"Grandpa......"

"I told you to go back!"

"Grandpa, I'm leaving, you take care of yourself. ”

Song Wenjun kowtowed to the old man, then stood up and walked out of the compound with his head down.

His steps were heavy, and he looked boundless lonely.

"Alas......"

Looking at Song Wenjun's lonely back, the old man let out a sigh of hatred for iron but not steel.

"Old man......"

Seeing this, a man in a black tunic walked out from the side of the house.

"Tianqiong, you said that if I do this, Wen Jun won't blame me, right?"

The old man looked up at the stars in the sky and said slowly.

"Maybe now he'll be ...... But definitely not in the future. Wen Jun, he is still a little too young. Compared to Wen Jie, it is much worse. The man known as the Sky Dome spoke slowly.

Song Tianqiong, one of the helmsmen of the Song family, has a higher status in the Song family than Song Wenjun's father, Song Qiankun.

"I hope he can become a knife for the Song family in the future. ”

The old man said meaningfully.

"Tomorrow night, the people of the Lan family invite that kid over for dinner, shall we go?"

As if thinking of something, Song Tianqiong spoke in a deep voice.

"I've already heard Wen Jie mention this......" The old man's eyes showed a wise glint: "The Lan family has always tried to maintain a neutral attitude. The last Qiyunshan incident finally made them choose a position, but they didn't expect it to be ...... later Now they are openly on the side of that kid, and they want to take the initiative to woo that kid. ”

"Then what should we do now?" Song Tianqiong frowned slightly and said.

"What do you think, Tianqiong?" said the old man stroking his beard and smiling.

"As far as I know, that kid has offended the Su family this time, and the Su family has already sent Su Tulong and Su Yuefeng to deal with that kid...... Now we should cultivate and recuperate, wait and see the changes, and sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. Song Tianqiong said in a deep voice.

"Not bad. ”

The old man nodded appreciatively: "Wen Jie is looking at this point, so he didn't fight with that kid...... And the reason why I transferred that kid from Wenjun is also in it, otherwise I don't know what will happen with that kid's temperament. ”

"Also, let's start preparing for Wen Jie's marriage. ”

"Yes. ”

Song Tianqiong nodded respectfully, and then withdrew from the Secluded Pavilion.

"I've seen him, but he refuses. ”

After Song Tianqiong left, the old man took out an old-fashioned Nokia mobile phone from his pocket, which displayed a message.

This message came from five days ago.

Looking at the information displayed on the phone, the old man fell into a long silence.

I don't know how long it took before the old man picked up his phone and slowly edited the information.

Just four words - keep up the good work.

Then, the old man pressed the send button to send the message.

No one knows what this message represents.

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