It wasn't like this in my last life

With a "snap", a meat roll wrapped in a sheet fell to the ground.

Song Badai pulled back the quilt, rubbed his waist and stood up, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Ah Fu heard the sound and ran in, Song Badai glared at him, sat on the chair and began to meditate.Ah Fu made up the bed without asking, and went to boil hot water for Song Badai to wash his face.After the hot handkerchief was wrung out and covered his face, Song Badai was so comfortable that he could only moan.Ah Fu cracked his mouth and laughed, and the smile collapsed after a while, staring at Song Badai's forehead, "Leave, leave a scar."

Song Badai asked him to find a bronze mirror to have a look, and the scratch the size of a fingernail had really scabbed over—it turned out that this is how the scar on his forehead came about.Regarding this memory, Song Badai really has no impression at all.

The yard yesterday was the yard of his biological mother, the fourth aunt of the Song family.The fourth aunt, surnamed Zhou, had been in poor health and passed away when Song Badai was around three years old.Song Badai didn't have much impression of this biological mother, but when he was a child, whenever he was lonely, he liked to secretly go to that yard to cry alone.

What a shame.

Song Badai's face became hot, and then he stared at Ah Fu, "Let me ask you, where did you go yesterday, and why did you leave me alone in Auntie's yard?"

Ah Fu buried his head in his chest and refused to lift it up, tears fell down patter.Song Badai saw that one head was two big, so he had to stand on tiptoe, stretched out his chubby little hand and touched his head, "I don't blame you, I just fell down yesterday, and I don't remember much. Tell me well." , I will be annoyed if I do this again."

Anyway, Ah Fu finally stopped his tears, sobbed and said: "Yesterday, the eldest young master called me, told me to go, go to Master Li's house, and deliver the letter."

Eldest young master, Song Liudai, the eldest son of the Li family?It turns out that this guy has been full of bad water since he was such a child.Speaking of this person, after Song and Eighth Dynasties, the alveolar began to become sour and soft.It's okay to say that he has done any specific things that anger people, but Song Badai is the most annoying person. This person can always seize every opportunity to sneer at him and attack him in various ways.What Song Badai remembers most clearly is that when he was imprisoned in his previous life, this person would come to show off once a month regularly, and laugh at him by the way.Every time he went, Song Badai was always so angry that he couldn't eat for a long time.No way, he was so pissed off in his last life.

Speaking of which, how did he die in his previous life?Song Badai rubbed his chin to recall.Before he came back from rebirth, he ate, slept and walked normally every day, why did he die?

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't come up with a cause and effect. Song Badai blamed Song Liudai - he must have been aggrieved to death.

Song Badai flicked his fingers, he is six years old now, Song Liudai is six years older than him, that is, he is 12 years old.This guy has a really dark heart. He knew how to dismiss Ah Fu when he was 12 years old, and then secretly poisoned himself!

Fortunately, I am back, and the days to come will be long!Xiaopang of Song Eight Dynasties showed a sinister smile on his face.

"I heard that third brother, you fell from the rockery and crippled your face. I really feel sorry for you, big brother." A male duck tried his best to make his voice loud and clear, but the result was like a duck being strangled by someone, hoarse.Song Liudai walked in with a belly full, chubby like a goose.

Song Badai built himself up, and finally couldn't help turning his head and burst out laughing.

In the future, Yushu faced the wind and the six dynasties of the Song Dynasty, who were romantic and unrestrained, turned out to be a fat goose fatter than themselves when they were young.

After being imprisoned for more than ten years, Song Badai only ate and slept every day, and he couldn't get out of the four directions even if he took a walk occasionally. So in the next few years, Song Badai became fatter every year.Song Liudai laughed at his emphasis, and also slowly changed from taste to figure.Song Badai said he didn't care, but he was actually very uncomfortable in his heart.

At this time, seeing the Sixth Generation of Fat Goose for the first time, Song Badai felt that he had avenged all his revenge-what a relief!

Liu Dai hadn't realized that he was being laughed at by Donggua Ba Dai, so he staggered over and looked down at the wound on Song Ba Dai's head.When it was over, he clicked twice, "Third brother, you don't look good, and now you have scars, I'm afraid it will be difficult to say goodbye in the future." Hearing it from the guests, Liu Dai felt that this word was very fresh, but the illiterate Song and Eight Dynasties would definitely not understand it, so he had to ask himself for some advice, and thought it was very beautiful.

Although the Song family had some reputation in Licheng, they were born as merchants, and Song Qianqian was all involved with Brother Kong Fang, so he couldn't say that he cared much about the education of these sons.Although he also hired a teacher, he still thinks in his heart that it is good to know a few words, and it is more important to learn abacus and take care of the family business.

So the children were fishing for three days and drying the nets for two days. If it wasn't for the old lady of the Song family's words later, the children would probably be blind.

At this time, the Song and Six Dynasties were still at the stage of incomplete literacy, and it was extraordinarily difficult to show off, and their brains were almost exhausted.

Song Badai looked at him with a complicated expression, feeling that he might not be very happy if he got revenge.

Song Liudai shook his head, then pulled out the snow-forged shirt he was wearing and said it again.Song Badai looked at it coldly, and said for a while: "Oh, I also heard from my father that if you wear this snow satin too much, you will get fatter. Big brother, your fat body is not just wearing this stuff? "

Song Liudai opened his eyes wide, "Third brother, have you spoken?" Every time he came before, Song Badai always kept a sullen face and kept silent, but he refused to let people go thousands of miles away.It's really surprising that I said a lot of words to him at once. "However, this snow satin was a gift from my grandmother, so I turned my head back to the upper body. Besides, you don't wear snow satin, and you are as fat as a watermelon. It can be seen that this is not true."

This fat man is not as stupid as he looks!

Song Badai held his breath and decided not to share his knowledge.

After Song Liudai expressed his gratitude to his grandmother, he finally took out a small box from his arms, turned around and threw it into Ah Fu's arms, "This thing has been in my house for several years, brother is in a good mood today, thank you gone."

After finishing speaking, he swaggered away.

Ah Fu took a closer look at the box, and Song Badai felt unlucky, "I lost it, what could it be for me..." Before he finished speaking, he was attracted by a faint fragrance—it turned out that Ah Fu put the box The lid was unscrewed, and a faint medicinal fragrance overflowed.Song Badai took a closer look and found that the plaster in the box was light green and fresh in color, not at all like something that had been placed for several years.

Ah Fu was obviously not as entangled as Song Badai, so he directly dipped some plaster on his hands, and gently applied Song Badai on his forehead.

It was numb and hot, as if many ants were gnawing on the wound, but other than that, there was no other discomfort.Song Badai's heart hanging in mid-air finally let go.

Regarding the fact that Song Liudai gave him medicine, Song Badai soon knew the reason.

The master of the Song family, the father of Song Badai sent someone to call him to the main courtyard for dinner.

The Song residence is very large. After several repairs, the towers, pavilions and pavilions, with nine bends and eight bends, look no worse than ordinary official residences.Song Badai didn't have much impression of the main courtyard. In his memory, his so-called father rarely saw him, as if he was something shameful. Except for the New Year's day, he ate in his small courtyard at other times.

"Hey, the third young master is here." The old woman who was waiting outside the hall of the main courtyard greeted her, and the boy who led the way saluted her. Song Badai knew her identity—Mama Li, the confidant of his aunt Li.

In the previous life, the aunt's repeated "care" for him came from this person, and Song Badai must have had a difficult time treating her well.It's just that Song Badai has changed his mind now, so naturally he won't show his emotions on his face, but just greeted her in a distant and polite way.

Mother Li was stunned for a moment, and immediately covered the past, and smiled enthusiastically, "The third young master is really sensible! Come in, the master and wife are waiting." Song Badai followed obediently, went in and took a look, and the whole family was present Yes, he is the only one missing.At this time, he naturally wouldn't be so stupid, and hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty.

"It's the son's fault that he asks his parents to wait."

He lowered his head and glanced at Song Qianqian from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, his face softened a lot.Mrs. Li smiled, and unexpectedly didn't care about it, but said a few words for him, "You live far away, I don't blame you, get up quickly." Song Qianqian then nodded and signaled him to get up.

The people below quickly set up the meals. Song Qianqian and Li Shi sat on the top seat, the eldest son Song Liudai and the eldest daughter Song Xiniang sat on the two sides, and Song Eighth Dai sat down to Song Seventh generation in order. Opposite him was the concubine Sister Song Momiang.

The population of the Song family is relatively simple. In addition to the head of the family Song Qianqian and his wife Li, there are four aunts below. The fourth aunt gave birth to the eighth generation of Song and has passed away. None of the aunts gave birth.At this time, the three aunts also set up another table, a few steps away from the main table.

The Song family doesn't have many rules, but it is rare for the aunt to sit on the table. Today is really unusual.

In the Song and Eight Dynasties, they looked at all directions and remained calm.

Mrs. Li glanced at everyone, and then said: "The old lady has been worshiping the Buddha for nearly three months. It's time to come back, and it's only a few days. The old lady likes to be quiet. We juniors, we must not give her old trouble."

"That's the reason." Song Qianqian nodded in satisfaction.The Song family's population is declining, and both sisters are married far away. He is a dutiful son, and the relationship between the mother and the son is very good. Before the old lady worshiped the Buddha, he also had a month's fast.

Mrs. Li has been husband and wife with him for so many years, so she naturally understands him, so at this time, she naturally chose what he likes to hear, saying that everyone enjoys a meal.

After dinner, Song Badai was left by his father to talk.

"I heard from your mother that you knocked your head off while climbing a rockery yesterday?"

Song Badai thought that this matter would be exposed in this way, so he was waiting here for him.It's a pity that he has no evidence, and this matter can only be admitted.

"It's my son who loves to play and doesn't dare to do it anymore. Father, please forgive me this time." His tone was pitiful.

Song Qianqian sighed, pinched his forehead and looked at him, "The medicine your elder brother gave you is a good thing, you should apply it on time every day." After speaking, he couldn't hold back, and knocked on Song Badai's forehead, " Troublemaker."

The tone was helpless but kind. Song Badai was so surprised that he couldn't help but suspect that his previous life was just a dream.

Song Qianqian was full of impatience, "Get out."