The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Song Nan was sitting on the bamboo chair in the main room on the first floor. He was a little tired from running the orders in the afternoon, especially the one he received later. The mileage was over [-] kilometers in round-trip calculations. He has learned to drive by himself. Never traveled so far before.Before taking the order, he had no idea. He had seen many reports before, saying that many drivers were murdered or murdered in the wilderness after taking this kind of order, but he couldn't resist the money. At the same time, thinking that there are still two women in this industry, he gritted his teeth and took it. The money has been earned, and the person is really tired.

He was stretched out on the chair, his upper and lower eyelids looked as if someone had applied a layer of super glue, but the empty stomach felt uncomfortable, he was physically sleepy, but mentally he was only hungry.

A faint scent penetrated his nose, Song Guoshuang opened his eyes, and saw Feng Yue coming out of the kitchen with two plates.

He subconsciously swallowed, seeing Fengyue put two plates on the small table in front of him and left.

What came into view was a plate of golden egg pancakes and a large plate of scallion oil noodles. Song Nan subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, but luckily he didn't drool.He sniffed, picked up the chopsticks at the side, stirred the noodles, picked up a bunch, and put it in his mouth. Such a simple plate of noodles, Song Nan managed to taste like a full banquet.

I don't know whether Fengyue's cooking skills are superb or he has been hungry for too long.

When Feng Yue came out again, the plate containing the omelette in front of Song Nan was already empty, and he put the noodle soup in the small bowl in his hand on the table, "How long have you been hungry?"

"Eight or nine hours." Song Nan replied vaguely, swallowed the chewed noodles in his mouth, touched the soup bowl and drank a big mouthful of soup, then gave Chao Fengyue a thumbs up, "Master Chef."

Song Nan has always been skeptical of Fengyue's cooking skills before. Although he has eaten it several times, it is based on comparison with himself. He has to admit that he is not as good as others in some aspects. The other person expressed his appreciation. It is absolutely impossible for Song Nan to do such a self-degrading thing.

But today is different, today he may be... because he was hungry, his brain circuits couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and he blurted out compliments without paying attention.

The words spoken are like saliva spit out, you can't get it back, Song Nan coughed lightly, it's really embarrassing to do such a self-declining thing.

Fortunately, Fengyue is used to modesty. Seeing Song Nan's embarrassment and embarrassment, he was kind enough to pass him a step, "You are so hungry, you don't think anything is put in front of you. fragrant."

"Fart!" Song Nan felt that the steps Fengyue handed over were not easy to descend at all. After putting it aside, he said seriously, "Would it taste good to put a bowl of shit when you're hungry again?"

Feng Yue's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he was quite displeased with Song Nan's slightly vulgar words, but he had been with him for a long time recently, and he had a good understanding of most of this person's habits, so he could deal with Song Nan with the vulgarity.

So Feng Yue said without any hesitation, "You thought that you only eat in bowls, but you didn't expect shit to be so particular about it."

Song Nan choked on the noodles as soon as he put them in his mouth. This kind of description gave him the illusion that we were eating feces instead of noodles. The noodles in his mouth were really hard to swallow. Neither spit nor.

Seeing him deflated again, Fengyue was in a good mood, and tapped his fingertips on the table twice, "Eat slowly, and clean up the bowl yourself after eating."

Naturally, Song Nan couldn't let the cook wash the dishes, so he nodded and drank all the soup in the soup bowl before he felt a little more comfortable in his mouth.

"Did you go to school?" Feng Yue suddenly asked after the two were silent for a while.

"Huh?" Song Nan didn't realize it for a while, "How can I pick you up if you don't go to school?"

"Did you go to Venus?" Feng Yue asked again.

"Oh, you said there," Song Nan swallowed the noodles in his mouth and nodded, "Go, Mr. Qi said that I was picked up by you, which caused me to make a waste of a trip, and I didn't know to call in advance. electricity…"

In the middle of speaking, Song Nan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, stopped his mouth suddenly, raised his eyes nervously to look at Fengyue, and hurriedly rounded up the words, "My phone is out of battery this afternoon and turned off, I guess Can't get through."

Feng Yue nodded, indicating that this was indeed the case, but he didn't say anything more.

Song Nan was inexplicably flustered when he looked at him, and thought to himself, could it be that he already knew that I used his car to make extra money?I can't, I'm usually very strict, could it be that Huang Diwen informed me?Song Nan vetoed this idea as soon as it came out. It's impossible. If Huang Diwen betrayed anyone, it would be impossible for him to betray him.

Then... Song Nan felt even more guilty when he saw him, and thought to himself, I counted dozens of times, if he doesn't look away, I will tell the truth.

When he counted to eight in his heart, Feng Yue turned his eyes away, Song Nan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and just as he lowered his head to pick up a chopstick of noodles, Feng Yue suddenly spoke again.

"I always forgot to ask you," Feng Yue said, "Since you are Xiaowen's brother, why is your surname Song? Follow your mother's surname?"

Song Nan was worried for a long time. He didn't expect Fengyue to ask such a question. When he raised his heart, he felt like laughing, "I don't have a mother."

"Huh?" Feng Yue looked at him puzzled.

"Didn't I say it?" Song Nan thought for a while, then waved his hand, "I don't remember whether I said it or not, my brother and I were not born to the same parents, we are not related by blood, I am me Dad picked it up on the side of the road."

When Song Nan said about his life experience, he didn't feel sad at all, as if he was telling someone else's story casually, he continued to bury his head and ate the noodles left on the plate, it seemed that this problem didn't affect his mood .

"Sorry." Feng Yue said.

Song Nan raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "There's nothing to apologize for. Everyone here knows that I was picked up by the side of the road."

It is estimated that only Song Nan would take his somewhat miserable life experience so lightly, Feng Yue thought to himself.

"Then why is your surname Song?" Feng Yue asked curiously.

"It's kind of interesting to say this." Song Nan ate the last bite of noodles on the plate, grabbed two paper towels and wiped his mouth, pushed the plate forward, and hid his upper body backwards. On the back of the chair, he casually took out half a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, smoked one in his mouth, then threw the remaining half pack of cigarettes on the table, lit it and took a puff before rushing forward, "But say It's a bit fume-inducing to get up."

Feng Yue took a look at him, and thought the words were quite interesting. He touched the half pack of cigarettes on the table and smoked a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took the lighter thrown by Song Nan and lit it, and after blowing out a smoke ring, he was very relaxed. He stared at Song Nan, as if waiting for the next article.

Song Nan was leaning on the back of the chair with a cigarette in his hand, his eyes were half-closed by the smoke in his hand, and his eyes fell on the empty plate on the table, as if caught in some kind of memory, just like the heartless expression just now. The appearance formed a sharp contrast.

It was the first time Fengyue saw Song Nan like this, and he couldn't help thinking that although Song Nan put on a look of indifference, the question was probably a bit offensive.

In fact, Song Nan's heart is not as complicated as Fengyue thought at all. The reason why he put on such a thoughtful look is that he feels that the answer to this question is too open, and how to say it is not so casual and harmonious. ...is it funny?

Feng Yue interpreted his expression as entanglement, and felt that he was not thinking well. Although Song Nan seemed heartless, he was actually a sensitive person.

"If it's inconvenient..."

"You may think it's funny when you say it," Feng Yue was interrupted by Song Nan's serious tone as soon as he spoke, "Although I also think it's quite funny, the fact is...my adoptive father's wife hasn't had any problems since she married him. I have to give birth, my adoptive father saw me pitifully and took me home, and two months later his wife became pregnant." Song Nan looked at Fengyue and continued before he spoke, "Yes, it is what you think, that child It's my brother."

Feng Yue's mind has always been active, and it was rare that he was distracted by Song Nan and couldn't understand it.

Song Nan saw his bewildered face, and clicked his tongue, "His wife said that I might be some kind of ghost boy under the seat of Songzi Guanyin. After looking for a lot of connections, I finally found out that I was pregnant with a boy," Song Nan said dumbfounded. , "That's it, my adoptive father gave me such a foreign name when he was happy."

Send male, Song Nan.

Feng Yue has always been a courteous and interesting person, even so, he still couldn't hold back his laughter.

Song Nan saw that he was laughing at him without consideration, so he quickly held his respect, "I think this name is quite appropriate, but I am really the reincarnation of the boy under the seat of Guanyin? The blessing of the Huang family is all about me." I brought it to you." After he finished speaking, he felt that this was the case, and sighed twice, "So, if it weren't for me, there would be nothing wrong with my brother, hey, I gave his life indirectly. !"

Fengyue originally wanted to inquire about Huang Diwen through Song Nan. Hearing what he said, he really felt a little grateful, and nodded with a smile, "You have contributed a lot."

"Attack what?" Song Nan asked with a question mark on his face.

"Don't attack anything." Feng Yue patiently explained, "It means that you deserve the most credit."

"That's for sure." Song Nan said proudly, "He will have to treat me well in the future."

Feng Yue silently recorded this account in his own account in his heart, and then asked, "Is there anything special about when he was born?"

"What's special?" Song Nan frowned, "What's so special?"

"Just..." This is really hard to say, Feng Yue thought for a while, "Is there any birthmark on your body?"

"This..." Song Nan thought for a while, but he didn't have any impression. Seeing Fengyue staring at him curiously, he couldn't help wondering, "Why are you asking this?"

Why is this man so interested in my brother all of a sudden?

"Didn't you say that Xiaowen is special before?" Feng Yue lied casually, "He is studying in our school now, and his academic performance must naturally improve to reflect the purpose of an educator in running a school, so I want to know his There's something special about it."

This reason is plausible, but it is a pity that it cannot stand up to speculation, but Song Nan has never been the kind of person who would point to one thing and delve deeper into it. He no longer doubted Feng Yue's words.

"When his mother gave birth to him, he had a difficult labor, and a lot of birth injections were given," Song Nan said. "At that time, the family's conditions were not good, and a barefoot doctor came to deliver the baby. It took one night to give birth. At first, I didn't feel that there was any pain. What, when you grow up to two or three years old, you will find something wrong."

"What's wrong?" Feng Yue asked nervously.

"Speaking and walking are slower than children of the same age," Song Nan said. "At the age of three, when guests come to the house, they will only point to the bench and ask people to sit down, and they can't speak."

In fact, Song Nan occasionally mentioned that Huang Diwen's reaction was not as good as ordinary people before, but at that time Fengyue felt that this person was at most acquainted with him, and he didn't think about helping or anything, and he didn't have much insight.There are all kinds of people in this world, and there are many people who are born stupid and inferior to others. Huang Diwen is just one of thousands of people.

It's just that Huang Diwen's status is different to him now, and these backgrounds, which are no different from ordinary people, have changed again when they come to Fengyue.Although at present, Huang Diwen still lacks something for him, but from now on, he intends to make up for all the mistakes in the past.

"But my father likes this son very much," Song Nan said with a smile, "My father said that it's okay for the child to be stupid when he was young, but he looks cute. If he is taught slowly and attentively, he will definitely improve, not to mention that he has me on top of him." This elder brother is holding on, even if he has been as stupid as he was when he was a child, I can't ignore him."

Song Nan didn't say that Huang Diwen actually had a mother, and that mother left her family and ran away with others when he was a few years old, and went to an unknown big city, and when she came back, she dressed like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old No one in the village would dare to recognize her, and Huang Diwen naturally did not dare to recognize one of them.

Of course, his own mother, Li Yufen, never thought of recognizing him. If she wanted to recognize him back, she would have made a special trip to bring Huang Diwen back when Huang Dingguo passed away.

Listening to Song Nan's serious words, Feng Yue couldn't help feeling a little admiration in his heart.He has lived in this world long enough, and he has seen many brothers and sisters separated like Song Nan, but at that time, he wished to hide as far away as possible.

But he just believed Song Nan's words, he felt that if Huang Diwen was really as stupid as he was when he was a child, no matter whether his adoptive father was still around, Song Nan would not be able to leave him alone.

Feng Yue originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask about the jade finger on Huang Diwen's neck, but seeing Song Nan's expression that he didn't want to talk about it any more, he decided to give up after thinking about it.

It doesn't matter, the future is long, anyway, now that I have found someone, I have plenty of time to learn more.

[The author has something to say]: Thank you for your support, continue tomorrow!