Yan Yang of the Zerg

But today Huanhuan didn't get the wages he deserved, so he spontaneously hid under the overpass. It was dark and naturally hidden. Generally, no one would pass by, and naturally he would not find him who was not returning home.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be two worms flirting on the flyover late at night. The usual flyover is so boring. After nightfall, there are few passing vehicles and it is a very quiet place. Therefore, I rarely listen to other people's gossip, and I was forced to listen to the corner of the wall under the bridge for a long time.

It was also discovered. . . . .

"Thank you, brother Yan Yang." He quickly swept away the lunch, and wanted to leave as soon as he raised his foot, but was grabbed by the fast-eyed male.

Huanhuan was a little awkwardly earning his arms, and his face instantly flushed red. It was the first time he was touched by a male worm. With that warm and soft touch, it turned out that this was the male worm, his father, Is it the same?

The little female raised her head cautiously, and she was embarrassed to look directly at Yan Yang's eyes, so she had to stand with her head tilted and helpless.

"It's late, let's send you back." Yan Yang didn't notice the strangeness of Huanhuan, and Yan Yang said with rare enthusiasm. Thinking about the anxious middle-aged female just now, she is also pitiful to the parents of the world, although this child also has My own reason, but it's not a way to go on like this for a long time. Solving the problem has to start from the root cause. Perhaps he should contact the local laborers’ association in the name of the male worm to ask how the factory’s actions can be resolved.

"How about I change your job." Ye Wangui, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said suddenly. Seeing the male worm, he really started to worry about Huanhuan. He sighed. Fortunately, it was for him. It is not a problem. It is not uncommon in Zerg society to deduct employees’ wages for various reasons. Moreover, he is still a female with no background, even if he complains, it may not be fruitful. It is better to change jobs directly.

He stepped forward and handed Huanhuan his business card, saying that he also had several factories in his hand, and he would contact him soon.

Some people in disbelief took this business card inlaid with gold silk, Huanhuan shouted in surprise: "Really, really, thank you brother!"

Ye Wangui smiled and nodded. He had already thought about it, so he arranged for him to go to the textile factory on the outskirts to transport cloth, which was far away from the center of the city. "I will talk to the owner of the restaurant to compensate him for the deducted wages during this period." This sentence was addressed to Yan Yang.

The male worm thought for a while, and felt that Ye Wangui was very thoughtful, but he asked, "Will it trouble you too much."

"How come, I know the boss there, and I can still make sense based on friendship." It's just a cheap labor, where can't you go? The female thought, and took Yan Yang into the car.

However, after sending Huanhuan home, Yan Yang two insects still failed to go home.

Because this middle-aged female named Song Yan, Huanhuan’s female father, was so enthusiastic. After a gratitude, the two of them felt that they were half forced to come in and have a cup of tea. Ye Wangui was very sociable, and soon chatted with Uncle Song to the side.

Yan Yang sitting on the sofa: "..." It was too uncomfortable to endure the feeling of yawning. He was about to be unable to maintain his smiling face, what should I do?

Seeing that the male was thirsty and drank all the tea, Huanhuan hurriedly said, "I'll fill it up for you right away."

"No need." Yan Yang waved his hand and refused: "I'm just sleepy."

Oh, what else can I do for him. The little female expressed some distress.

Looking at the other end of the sofa and talking about Ye Wangui and Song Yan who couldn’t stop talking, Yan Yang was a little envious. When will he have such eloquence, this posture is probably not even what kind of food people will buy next at home, kid It's almost time to talk about what kind of job you should look for in the future. The male can only hold Huanhuan and talk hard. "By the way, what is your full name?"

"Song Jihuan" the little female said obediently.

Ji Huan, it sounds pretty good. Yan Yang looked at the long cabinet in the center of the living room. Generally, there would be a large high-definition screen for projection, similar to the previous TV, but now it was empty, with only a small frame. In the photo, a female has a loving smile, and her arms are obviously from Song Jihuan when she was a child, and her eyebrows are faintly discernible with her current appearance.

But this family portrait is obviously missing the number of people. "Where is your father?" asked the male insect.

"I don't have a male father." Song Jihuan said.

Ah? Is there something wrong in the family? The male hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask,"

"... It's okay," the little female said unequivocally. Why is Brother Yan Yang sorry? Many females of the same age do not have a male father. Of course, when he was a child, he also envied children with a male father, but he grew used to it. The family is so poor, how could the male father suffer with them? .

"Wait, this is..." Yan Yang suddenly found something extraordinary in the lower right corner of the photo frame. There was a small photo on it with a few females surrounding the male standing in the middle. While the male in the middle was sitting on a leather chair with a backrest. There was a female squatting on the lower right knee. It was obviously Song Yan who looked several years younger. The military uniform was full of spirits, and he couldn't appear in such a weather-beaten look at all.

This is not the point. The point is that Yan Yang recognized the male in the middle at a glance. It was his biological male father, Yan Qixuan!

Yan Yang almost lost his temper and showed a violent face. Why are there a few females in the photo, but Song Yan is so special that he can squat next to the male with his left hand holding the male’s chair. It’s hard not to let people. Thinking about it, he turned his head and looked at Song Jihuan's face that was somewhat similar to Song Yan, and in his heart he acted out 200,000 words of a dog-blooded romance drama of a wealthy family.

Could it be that he is, he is. . .

Song Jihuan: "???"

"Please don't be polite, Mr. Song, it's just a matter of effort." Not long after, Ye Wangui stood up. He knew that the male must be sleepy at this point, and he didn't intend to continue the greeting. But seeing Yan Yang's state is a bit strange.

"What's the matter?" He stepped forward and caressed Fu Xiong Chong's shoulder anxiously.

Yan Yang patted the back of Ye Wangui's hand and signaled that he was okay, and said to Song Yan, who was also puzzled: "Uncle Song, what is the relationship between you and the male in the photo?"

Hearing that, even if he knew that Yan Yang was helping his guest, Song Yan couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. What is the male in the photo? That is Captain Yan, a male who is extremely good in his heart. He follows Yan in the army. The captain's time was the most glorious day in his heart.

"He is my boss and my army commander." Song Yan said in a dull voice, apparently evoking a certain sad past. After the captain killed himself with a bomb, they, as personal soldiers, gradually dispersed. At that time, with a leg injury, he had to retire from the army and go home.

"How much do you know about five years ago?" Yan Yang asked eagerly.

What? Song Yan raised his eyes in shock.

"I am Yan Yang, your Captain Yan is my father."