The dazzling sunlight woke up Song Zheng, opened his eyes with difficulty, and was just about to sit up, but as soon as his head left the pillow, he felt like it was cracking, and he fell down heavily, his stomach was churning, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't even speak. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I can't drink so much anymore, the taste of a hangover is too unpleasant!

However, this commitment to himself is basically unbinding, in the past, every time Song Zheng drank and woke up the next day, he had to swear against the ceiling that he would not drink for the rest of his life, but next time, as long as his buddy said hello, he immediately forgot everything.

After lying down for a while, feeling a little sober, Song Zheng gradually returned to his soul, thinking about some things to do today, as for being late for work or something, he didn't need to think about it.

Song Zheng didn't know who his parents were since he was a child, only a grandfather, and he was still an alcoholic, when he didn't drink, everything was fine, once he drank, he immediately turned into a Saiyan, and Song Zheng became the old man's eyes, the evil force that wants to destroy the earth is often a fat beating.

In this regard, Song Zheng has been used to it since he was a child, there is no adult discipline, after finishing junior high school, Song Zheng dropped out of school, and when he grew to sixteen, the old man stretched out his legs and stared, he was even more lawless, lost all his family property, and ran to Hengdian, not far from home, to beg for a living.

At first, I couldn't wait for a job, so I went to do chores for others, earn a box lunch to fill my stomach, and gradually relied on the good fists and feet that I had practiced with the old man since I was a child, and the group leaders who were looking for Song Zheng began to increase, and there was naturally more work, sometimes, playing devils in the morning, and playing the national army in the afternoon, with the rise of anti-Japanese dramas, at most a day, Song Zheng had to die dozens of times.

After a few years of hard work, Song Zheng has also become famous, often mixing small roles with lines, and there was once a big head who claimed to be an agent who said that he wanted to sign a contract with him, but as a result, he ate nonsense here with Song Zheng for several days, and then disappeared.

Song Zheng didn't feel anything about this, his nature was so good, and he was a little heartless and optimistic.

After a few years in Hengdian, I saw that there were three people, and I didn't know which tendon was wrong, so I bought a train ticket, went to the capital Yanjing, spent all my savings, and released an album for myself.

It was originally the kind of self-entertainment, who knew that it was also a small fire, and it was a bit famous, in Yanjing's large and small bars and nightclubs, it was also a wrist.

A few days ago, the producer of a program contacted him and said that he was asked to participate in a grassroots music promotion program on CCTV and put "Good Songs of China".

People take care of themselves, they can't be in vain, no, yesterday, I made an appointment with the producer, went around Yanjing City to eat and drink, and when I returned to my residence, I was unconscious.

Grunt!

Song Zheng was talking to the bed about what happened yesterday, his stomach suddenly protested, and he was about to get up to find some food and sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, when he felt a hand on his arm.

The temperature on his arm made Song Zheng wake up instantly, could it be that he drank too much last night and brought the young lady home.

Song Zheng asked himself if he was not a master who guarded himself like jade, when he was in Hengdian before, the relationship between men and women was chaotic, and when he arrived in Yanjing, he was like a fish in water, and there was always the so-called confidante around him, but he had never recruited him at home.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone talking in his ear, and as a result, this sentence made Song Zheng's brain instantly vacuum.

"Daddy!

Song Zheng felt that his CPU was stuck for a full minute, and then he came back to his senses, forced to open his eyes, turned his head, and saw a chubby little girl standing by the bed, her face dirty, her long hair was scattered and covered her fleshy cheeks, and those big eyes were staring at him vigorously.

"You ~~~~~~~~~"

As soon as Song Zheng opened his mouth to say a word, a sudden sharp pain hit his brain, making him almost faint, and a lot of information that did not belong to him poured in wildly, and it took him a long time before he completely came to his senses, looking at the little girl, he didn't know what to say.

The little girl I just met in front of me is indeed Song Zheng's daughter, to be precise, the previous one, Song Zheng's daughter with the same name and surname as him.

And his state at this time, to explain it in the terms of ghost movies, is called borrowing corpses one by one to return to the soul!

Nima: That's terrifying!

It's just that I drank too much, slept a little, and when I woke up, everything was different, not only did I change my body, but your sister also traveled through time and space.

Look at the swimsuit beauty wall calendar hanging on the wall, Song Zheng has the mind to cry, 2000, I don't know the specific month and day, as for the current identity, it sounds absolutely bullish, containing a literary atmosphere and a free musician.

Of course, this is the former boast, what kind of musician, in fact, is a little singer who sings in bars and nightclubs, that is, he sings.

This guy is a native of old Beijing, no prominent background, two years old without a father, his mother remarried, disgusted that he was a drag oil bottle, so he threw it to his grandmother, who had been widowed for many years, and when he was fifteen years old, his grandmother also passed away.

This grandma doesn't hurt, the things that my uncle doesn't love are simply broken, anyway, I don't have money to go to school, and I directly mixed with the society, but fortunately, there is still a bottom line in this house, I didn't toss my own life, I worked as a waiter in a night club, and gradually followed those who sang a few hands, and the boss listened to his good voice, sometimes, there was a shortage of people, so he let him go up and sing two songs, and then he became a full-time resident singer, and the income was not bad.

As for the girl who appeared out of thin air in front of her, it is indeed this grandson's, who sings in a nightclub, and naturally has to come into contact with those girls who often come to nightclubs to brush the night.

A non-king doesn't marry, and a non-monarch doesn't marry!

The mountains and the sea swear, the sea is a mess, tossed, tossed, tossed to the bed, all young people, and have little experience, and as a result, they tossed out a child.

The child was born, and the problem came out, at the beginning, the two of them were fine, but gradually, the quarrel broke out, and it was all about money.

Finally, when the child was two years old, the woman followed Yishan Ximei boss and threw the child to Song Zheng.

After clarifying his current identity, Song Zheng was going to mourn for the original owner of this body, he thought that he had been miserable enough before, who knows, this grandson is even worse than himself.

"Daddy!

The little girl's voice pulled Song Zheng back to reality, looking at the girl standing in front of her, with a frightened face, Song Zheng's heart was touched at once.

This is my child!

Even if it wasn't before, it is now!

Seeing that Song Zheng didn't speak, the little girl subconsciously took a step back, hung her head slightly, and secretly looked at Song Zheng with her eyes.

Sighing silently, Song Zheng accepted this very mysterious upheaval, and stood up strongly, I don't know how long the previous one hadn't eaten, but when he stood up, he was dizzy with hunger.

coughed, felt that his throat was about to split, and he was looking for water when he stepped around, and suddenly saw an enamel jar at the head of the bed, and reached out to take it, feeling that there was still some temperature, he was slightly stunned, and looked at the little girl: "You poured!?"

The little girl lowered her head, timidly, and hummed like a mosquito.

How sensible the child, according to memory, this child is only four years old now, this age is the time when he should be pampered by his parents, Song Zheng in his previous life liked children, when he was fine, the most frequent place to go was the kindergarten, and he watched the children playing and playing through the fence.

Whenever Song Zheng saw those children being held high above his head by his father and kissed by his mother affectionately on the little face, he was very envious, and vowed that if he had a child, he would definitely pour all his efforts into the child and let his child live the best life.

At that time, there were many women around Song Zheng, but they were willing to give him children, but unfortunately, there were none.

Now half of this wish has come true, although it is passive, but this girl is his, but the question is, what about the other half?

The best life?

Song Zheng drank a sip of water, feeling much better, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at this child, he was still starving with him.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing it on the top of the child's head, Song Zheng could clearly feel that when his hand fell on it, the child's young body trembled obviously, obviously very afraid of the father.

That bastard!

Song Zheng secretly scolded in his heart, the previous one didn't care about this little girl at all, when she was in a good mood, she would take care of it, and sometimes she was in a bad mood, especially when she drank too much, she would even add punches and kicks.

What a brute person who can use his fists against his own flesh and blood!

Song Ning, whose milk name is Miaomiao, these two names were taken by Song Zheng in the past, and the mother who was starved and ran away with joy when the child was born.

It's a pity that the unsatisfactory life made the family of three fall apart quickly, the mother is gone, and the remaining father and daughter are obviously not happy.

Song Zheng smiled at the child: "Miaomiao! Wait a while! Dad will cook for you!"

When the little girl heard Song Zheng's words, she raised her head, with a little confusion in her eyes, in her memory, her father had never spoken to her in such a tone, more often, it was all scolding, scolding, what's wrong today?

Song Zheng trembled when he saw the child, and the moment he came into contact with that gaze, Song Zheng's heart accepted the existence of this child.

This is my daughter, my own daughter!