Old Injury

[For Zhu Li, everyone is a **** that can be used, including himself. 】

I will call Song Bailao.

He looked at me in surprise, looked at the phone again, and took it.

"Yes, I'm Song Bailao." Han Yin on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say to him. Sucking lightly, he frowned when he heard half of it, and his face changed, "Come here now, and we will meet and talk about it."

After a moment, he switched off the phone and returned the phone to me.

"Han Yin said that the whole incident of Chen Zhen's daughter's attack was a complete conspiracy, and she knew who did it." Song Bolao said.

"Conspiracy?" I was a little shocked. "Who did she say?"

This matter is not small, if it is a conspiracy, what is it for? For the Chen family, or... I suddenly flashed the picture of Luo Qinghe being smashed with eggs in my mind, and felt that I had caught something.

Is it aimed at Luo Qinghe?

Song Bailao looked at the sky outside the window, and burst out two words in a deep voice: "The Ruan family."

Although not unexpected, it is still shocking.

The Ruan family's method is too dirty, and they even start with innocent little girls. I know that it is normal for politicians to be ruthless, but this is no longer ruthless, it is an underhand act.

Half an hour later, Han Yin arrived.

As soon as she entered the door and saw me, she first greeted me with a smile, and when she turned to Song Bailao, she was immediately a little restrained, and her hand holding the strap was very nervous.

"Mr. Song, I brought some evidence to prove what I said..."

Song Bailao stopped her words: "Let's talk about it in the study."

The two walked upstairs, and halfway there, Song Bailao suddenly stopped without warning and turned around.

He looked down at me condescendingly, and ordered: "Go back to the room and lie down, don't think you can ignore the doctor's orders if you are better."

I looked away from him, scratching the tip of my nose awkwardly: "Got it."

After the two disappeared around the corner, I called sister-in-law Jiu and asked her to wait for Song Mo to remember to take out the macarons in the refrigerator for him to eat after class, but told her not to give too much , This thing has a lot of sugar, and it is easy to eat too much for dinner.

After Sister Nine responded, I went upstairs to take a nap.

I don't know how long it took, and when I was asleep, I felt a slight movement under the bed, and a warm human body was hugged from behind.

He held me tightly in his arms, buried his face in the back of my neck, and breathed all over my neck.

Although he was still a little confused, I felt like he was going to bite me as soon as he was in this position, and he instantly woke up.

May feel my tension, the person behind him breathed lightly, then raised his head, and didn't continue to be next to me.

"Are you awake?"

I didn't look back: "Hmm."

"Han Yin has left." Song Bailao said, "She gave me a hard drive, which contains a lot of evidence that Zhu Li planned the attack on Chen Zhen's daughter. Home is also considered exhausted."

When I heard this, I turned around to face him: "How can Han Yin have this?"

Song Bailao loosened his embrace of me, and caressed a piece of my waist with one hand outside the quilt, lingering and rubbing.

"One of the offending betas was her friend's son. Her friend always felt that his son was not that radical, so he did his own research and found a large number of buried in his yard. Cash and a mobile hard drive. The other party may also want to keep it, or wait for the future to get out of prison and make another bet.”

"What's next?"

"What should I do?" The hand on his waist stopped, and a smile appeared on his face, "I finally grabbed the poisonous snake's tail, of course, I want to pull him up and smash it to the ground, making Kill him."

I shivered, this battle between the snake and the shrike may soon come to an end.

"Afraid?" Song Bailao brushed my forehead with his fingertips, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he put on an unhappy expression.

I swallowed: "No."

"Then what are you shaking?"

I looked at him: "It's a little cold."

Song Bailao stared at me for a moment, didn't ask any more questions, pulled the quilt for me, tightened his arms and put me in his arms again.

"Sleep a little longer," he said.

We woke up from our sleep until the ninth sister-in-law knocked on the door before dinner.

When I got down to the restaurant, Song Xiao had already come back and showed us some of the mountain scenery he took today at the dinner table.

"I also found a Taoist temple on the mountain, and there was a Taoist priest in it, and she had to pull me to tell my fortune..."

Song Bailao said while eating: "That's Xia Weijing, Xia Qiao's uncle."

Song Xiao's smile froze: "Oh... No wonder he said that I have a good face. I've probably seen it before."

No, it is very likely that this is his routine. Daoist Weijing seems to be obsessed with fortune-telling, and he will say that he is destined to catch anyone.

I saw that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, and I quickly said: "Uncle Xiao, you are so good at taking pictures. I don't even know this is Weijingshan. It looks like another mountain."

"There is always a difference between the human eye and the lens. The winter in the mountains is a little depressing, but there are still many small animals. Look at this photo I took..."

When it came to photography, Song Xiao quickly opened the conversation.

Song Mo listened carefully, and suddenly said, "I want to go with grandpa tomorrow too."

Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, then happily said: "Okay, but you can't run around, you have to follow me firmly, you know?"

"Well, got it."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was warm and harmonious. Song Xiao and I were mostly talking, mixed with Song Mo's childish words, Song Bailao didn't speak much.

When it was almost finished, Sister Nine ordered people to remove the dishes in front of them and serve sweet soup.

Song Bailao didn't want it, he just wiped his mouth and ended the meal: "By the way, Luo Qinghe may come later."

Song Xiao and I stopped at the same time and looked at him. Song Xiao was a little at a loss, but I was surprised.

Will his announcement be too casual? Fortunately, he said it after eating, otherwise I think Song Xiao would not be able to swallow.

"Then I, I'll avoid it. You guys eat slowly..." He clearly said "wait a minute" to come, but Song Xiao seemed to be at the door at this moment, standing in front of the door. He got up and walked quickly to his room.

It wasn't until the sound of his door closing that I retracted my gaze and looked at Song Bailao angrily.

He looked at me for a moment, then innocently said: "Why are you looking at me like that? He's just here to get the hard drive, he won't stay for long."

"Why didn't you send it to him?"

"He said he wanted to drop by to see Momo."

Oh, what a high-sounding reason to watch the kids.

I believe in him.

About half an hour later, Luo Qinghe's car arrived at the gate.

Which formal occasion should he come directly from? He was wearing a three-piece tuxedo and his hairstyle was well groomed. It's just that he probably drank some wine, the end of his eyes was red, and the bow tie around his neck was taken off when he was in the car, and he directly loosened the front two buttons of his shirt. ".

He glanced at me when he entered the door, hugged Momo and talked for a while, and then went into the study with Song Bailao for a secret conversation, which lasted for two hours.

"Look, I'll win if I get five in a row." "What should I do?" The hand on his waist stopped, and a smile appeared on his face, "I finally grabbed the poisonous snake's tail, Of course, I want to drag him up and smash him to the ground, killing him."

I shivered, this battle between the snake and the shrike may soon come to an end.

"Afraid?" Song Bailao brushed my forehead with his fingertips, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he put on an unhappy expression.

I swallowed: "No."

"Then what are you shaking?"

I looked at him: "It's a little cold."

Song Bailao stared at me for a moment, didn't ask any more questions, pulled the quilt for me, tightened his arms and put me in his arms again.

"Sleep a little longer," he said.

We woke up from our sleep until the ninth sister-in-law knocked on the door before dinner.

When I got down to the restaurant, Song Xiao had already come back and showed us some of the mountain scenery he took today at the dinner table.

"I also found a Taoist temple on the mountain, and there was a Taoist priest in it, and she had to pull me to tell my fortune..."

Song Bailao said while eating: "That's Xia Weijing, Xia Qiao's uncle."

Song Xiao's smile froze: "Oh... No wonder he said that I have a good face. I've probably seen it before."

No, it is very likely that this is his routine. Daoist Weijing seems to be obsessed with fortune-telling, and he will say that he is destined to catch anyone.

I saw that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, and I quickly said: "Uncle Xiao, you are so good at taking pictures. I don't even know this is Weijingshan. It looks like another mountain."

"There is always a difference between the human eye and the lens. The winter in the mountains is a little depressing, but there are still many small animals. Look at this photo I took..."

When it came to photography, Song Xiao quickly opened the conversation.

Song Mo listened carefully, and suddenly said, "I want to go with grandpa tomorrow too."

Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, then happily said: "Okay, but you can't run around, you have to follow me firmly, you know?"

"Well, got it."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was warm and harmonious. Song Xiao and I were mostly talking, mixed with Song Mo's childish words, Song Bailao didn't speak much.

When it was almost finished, Sister Nine ordered people to remove the dishes in front of them and serve sweet soup.

Song Bailao didn't want it, he just wiped his mouth and ended the meal: "By the way, Luo Qinghe may come later."

Song Xiao and I stopped at the same time and looked at him. Song Xiao was a little at a loss, but I was surprised.

Will his announcement be too casual? Fortunately, he said it after eating, otherwise I think Song Xiao would not be able to swallow.

"Then I, I'll avoid it. You guys eat slowly..." He clearly said "wait a minute" to come, but Song Xiao seemed to be at the door at this moment, standing in front of the door. He got up and walked quickly to his room.

It wasn't until the sound of his door closing that I retracted my gaze and looked at Song Bailao angrily.

He looked at me for a moment, then innocently said: "Why are you looking at me like that? He's just here to get the hard drive, he won't stay for long."

"Why didn't you send it to him?"

"He said he wanted to drop by to see Momo."

Oh, what a high-sounding reason to watch the kids.

I believe in him.

About half an hour later, Luo Qinghe's car arrived at the gate.

Which formal occasion should he come directly from? He was wearing a three-piece tuxedo and his hairstyle was well groomed. It's just that he probably drank some wine, the end of his eyes was red, and the bow tie around his neck was taken off when he was in the car, and he directly loosened the front two buttons of his shirt. ".

He glanced at me when he entered the door, hugged Momo and talked for a while, and then went into the study with Song Bailao for a secret conversation, which lasted for two hours.

"Look, I will win if I make five in a row." I put the black stones on the board and said to Song Mo, "Isn't it easier than flying chess?"

Song Mo nodded and seemed to know: "Let's start again."

Put the pieces into their respective boxes, I hold the black piece, Song Mo hold the white piece, and play Gobang on the square board.

Song Mo is worthy of being Song Bailao's son, inheriting his excellent learning ability, he lost to me in two games at first, and then he has mastered the tricks and can fight with me to a draw, even You can beat me by two games.

I was having a good time with him when I caught a glimpse of Song Bailao walking downstairs slowly from the corner of my eyes.

Stopping the movement, I looked behind him and saw Luo Qinghe, and asked him in a low voice, "Where is the person?"

Song Bailao pointed to the ceiling: "He said he had something to tell my mother, and now both of them are on the rooftop."

I knew Song Mo was just an excuse, his real goal was Song Xiao.

Song Bailao walked over to us and glanced at the chessboard, and said disdainfully, "Gobang?"

Song Mo obediently held up the chess piece: "Dad, do you want to play?"

"Don't play." Song Bailao raised his arms noblely, indicating that he was not interested, "I'll take a look."

Under his gaze, Song Mo and I played two more chess games, both of which Song Mo won.

Song Bailao couldn't stand it anymore: "Ning Yu, you can't even win a six-year-old child, can you still do it?"

I threw the pieces back into the chess box, stood up and gave up my seat: "You come, you come."

At this moment, a sound resembling broken porcelain suddenly sounded outside the house.

I hurriedly ran to the window to check, and found that it was a ceramic flower pot that smashed on the ground. Moreover, the position of this device can only be smashed from the rooftop.

I turned to Song Bailao and said, "I'll go up and have a look. You can play with Momo here for a while."

He went upstairs without waiting for his response.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"I just wanted to catch it..."

They probably didn't close the door, and they were very close to the passage. I was standing under the stairs, and I could hear the amplified sound after passing through the narrow passage.

I just heard Luo Qinghe sarcastically say: "Since it's something you don't want, why can't I throw it away? If I throw it away, why do you pick it up?"

Song Xiao's voice sounded: "I kept the ring because I still regarded you as a 'lover', and now I return the ring to you because I decided to end this relationship. I have already ...I don't want to mess with you anymore, I can't forgive you for what you did to Burrow."

For a long time, there was no sound from the rooftop. Luo Qinghe is very similar to Song Bailao in some places. I was afraid that he would not be serious about going crazy with Song Xiao, so he pricked up his ears and listened more and more carefully.

"What did I do to Bai Lao?" Luo Qinghe finally said aloud, sneering, "You abandoned us, you sent me back to the place where I once gave everything to escape, you more than ten You haven't even dared to come back to see us for years, and now you blame me for not being a perfect father? Why do you blame me? What qualifications do you have?"

The last few words are already gnashing of teeth.

"You hate me, so you want to torture my child to get revenge on me? You forced him and Xia Qiao's son..." Song Xiao seemed hard to say, "Do you know what you did? ?"

"Don't you want to see him like me, subject to the mark between ao and not free for a lifetime? I have also made sacrifices for the family, which is what must be paid in the big family , you want him to live well and you don't want him to pay, how can there be such a good thing in the world? Since you left him to me, you should think about this!"

“…how did you become like this?”

"I could have gotten better, but you pushed me back." Luo Qinghe said, "You still love me if you keep a ring? Your love is too cheap."

The next moment, the door slammed loudly, and I quickly found a place to hide.

Luo Qinghe stepped down from the rooftop aggressively, I saw him walking out from behind and suddenly stopped, then lowered his head to cover his face with his hands, and stood silently for a while.

I didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of being discovered by him. Fortunately, he quickly put down his hands, took a deep breath, and strode downstairs.