After being reborn, he was favored by the god of war husband [Farming]

Yang Qizhen withdrew his hand, waking Song Jiang awake.

"How do you feel physically? Yesterday/you were so badly injured that you passed out, don't worry, I've already taken you out of the Wang family, and that pair of beasts can't do anything to you from now on!"

Yang Qizhen turned his head slightly, his eyes were covered by his long hair hanging down, he was very thin, just leaning against the head of the bed, his clothes would slide down his shoulders.

"...Where is this place?" His voice was hoarse and weak, and his original good voice became hoarse and unpleasant.

"It's Xinye Township. I don't usually go back. I live here most of the time. My sister-in-law and Brother Chen are very nice people and treat me like my own family. Even though you live here, don't worry about your injuries. I will find the best The medicine will heal you."

With that said, Song Jiang poured a glass of water and handed it over carefully: "Brother Zhen, let's drink some water first..."

Yang Qizhen took it over, stroked it with his fingers for a while, and suddenly asked: "Aren't you going to send me away?"

Song Jiang was taken aback: "Where will I send you...to?"

Yang Qizhen cocked his head, his hair hanging down, covering his expression.

"Send me where I need to go."

Realizing that Yang Qizhen might have misunderstood, Song Jiang hurriedly explained: "I won't send you anywhere, I just live here! I wanted to rescue you earlier, but I was afraid that the Wang family would not let you go, so I deliberately moved out the name of the business. Head, now there is a document from the Wang family to prove that you are free, and I wanted to hand over this document to you at that time—"

Song Jiang handed the paper to Yang Qizhen: "I..."

He stabilized his mouth, trying to calm himself down, but the person he likes is right in front of him, and he can feel that Brother Zhen is not completely indifferent to him, otherwise he should let him eat the bowl of porridge yesterday go down!

Song Jiang did it on purpose. Although the Wang family's mother and son deserved to die, he didn't want to let Zhen Geer lose two lives in his hands with a pot of porridge.

No matter what the real brother has gone through, in his heart, it will always be the warm brother who handed him steamed buns on that snowy day.

His father died that year, and it snowed heavily, and Song Jiang was so hungry that he fell into the snow. The snow that year was the most ruthless, almost burying Song Jiang. He closed his eyes and listened to the footsteps in the snow. Sound, look up, and you will see Brother Zhen.

Song Jiang was only six years old that year, and Yang Qizhen was 14 years old. He was born in the most splendid style. He helped him up from the snow, and carried him to the carriage to warm his body. A plate of white flour steamed buns saved Song Jiang's life.

Song Jiang was young at that time, and he only knew that this little brother was a doctor from the next village, and he thought that when he grew up, he would visit him.

One thing, one record, ten years, that year Song Jiang sixteen, every day mixed with second-raters in and out of the village, begging for food, burning, killing, smashing and looting in the town, did a lot of bad things, and already had some reputation up.

When I went back to the village that day, I heard that the Wang family had brought back a brother, saying that the neighboring village had suffered a catastrophe and set fire to the house. This was the only brother left in the whole family. I heard that the brother was not young. Well, it happened that during the time of choosing a son-in-law, a sudden misfortune happened, and my brother's original marriage was also resigned. Fortunately, he met the father and son of the Wang family passing by, so he brought him back.

It is said that she was brought back to be raised, but in fact, everyone in the village knows that she was raised as a daughter-in-law.

That carpenter Wang was two years younger than Song Jiang, and he was still a teenager at the time. He was ridiculed by the villagers for having a daughter-in-law who was eight years older than him.

Song Jiang also made rude remarks and teased wantonly, until he saw that brother later——

Song Jiang still remembers the mood at that time clearly. The arrow that was shot suddenly stuck in his chest, and the wind was leaking in front of the chest door. He wanted to suffocate a mouthful of old blood. ...

After that, he never said anything rude.

Song Jiang often thought later, if he had been braver at that time, rushed to the gate of Wang's house, and picked people up, would the situation be completely different from the current situation?

It's a pity that Song Jiang at that time was just a bastard, he had no family and no job, and even he himself had a meal here and there, so how could he take good care of his real brother?He escaped that time, and missed half his life with Brother Zhen.

Now, Song Jiang will not let go.

He grabbed Yang Qizhen's hands, which were full of scars: "Brother Zhen, I like you, and I won't let you go!"

Yang Qizhen noticed that the serious and stubborn eyes of the man were burning like fire.

Just like a year ago, when Song Jiang came to him.

At that time, not long after Wang's father passed away, Wang Carpenter was addicted to gambling every day, and he would not go home for ten days and a half months. The old woman was even more mean to him. .

Song Jiang came to look for him, but Yang Qizhen had some premonitions, this big boy might be young and vigorous, he would not deliberately hide his thoughts, what Yang Qizhen was most afraid of was his fiery gaze.

Song Jiang is still young, and he has a lot of good youth, Yang Qizhen himself has been ruined, and he will die in the Wang family for the rest of his life.

Yang Qi really didn't want to delay Song Jiang.

Even if they meet each other on the road, they don't dare to look at each other, look at them, or say hello.

In addition, there were rumors about the two of them in the village at that time, if it spread to the Wang family, it would probably be another severe beating.

Yang Qizhen has always been very cautious.

He was tired of his family and life, and he didn't even care about life and death. How could he agree when Song Jiang came to him?

His life is dead, Song Jiang has just begun...

Yang Qizhen closed his vicissitudes of life pupils: "If you don't come, I already..."

"I know." Song Jiang interrupted him: "So I can't let you do this, just for those beasts? Is it worth your life?" He looked deeply at Yang Qizhen: "Who do you think you are humiliating?!"

Yang Qizhen opened his mouth, "I...I really..."

The long-lost tears soaked into the eyes, and the eye sockets of the interference were hot: "Why? Why do you like me?"

As the villagers said, Song Jiang is capable outside, and he is young and good-looking, so why would he like him, a brother who was married for five years and then abandoned?

Yang Qi really felt that Song Jiang was lying to him.

"He didn't lie to you, he has liked you since he was six years old when he wore crotch pants." Su Jiu walked in at this time.

Yang Qi really looked at this smiling brother, dressed in simple clothes, with his hair pulled back, and only a plain hairpin on his head, he was a very good-looking and kind brother .

Su Jiu came to help Yang Qizhen take care of his body. When he got up early in the morning, he heard movement in the room. It was not because he wanted to listen to the corner of the wall, but after waiting for a long time, the two of them had no intention of ending the quarrel. They were really anxious people.

"Sister-in-law." Song Jiang turned his back and wiped his eyes.

"Yo, are you crying?" Su Jiu laughed, and asked Song Jiang to serve breakfast, and specially ordered the nanny to cook light food.

"Song Jiang, do you like him?"

Su Jiu asked Yang Qizhen casually during the physical examination. Seeing that Yang Qizhen didn't speak, she was wary of him.

This is almost a common problem for people who have suffered great physical and psychological trauma, and it is difficult to get out of it. Only time can be used to recuperate.

"Well, you are recovering well, but you have to continue to take care of it for two months, especially your wrist and ribs. I have connected them for you. You can't move too vigorously. You should rest in bed on weekdays."

Yang Qizhen was silent for a while, then nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, my name is Su Jiu."

"... Yang Qizhen."

After a moment of silence, Yang Qizhen asked again: "You said just now that Song Jiang liked me very early? But I didn't know him until I was twenty years old."

Su Jiu also heard Wei Chen mention it last night.

"You saved him when you were a child? Forgot?"

Seeing that Yang Qi was really confused, Su Jiu mentioned: "When it's snowing, you give him steamed buns."

Yang Qi really thought about it, and suddenly realized something: "It's him?"

Su Jiu just laughed: "I have known Song Jiang for several years. From the very beginning, I heard that he has a brother he likes. Until now, he has not changed his mind. He doesn't like to talk, and he is stubborn. He will remember it all his life. You are alone."

Yang Qizhen lowered his eyebrows when he heard the words, his eyelashes kept shaking under his seemingly calm expression.

Song Jiang came in with the food as quickly as possible, and Su Jiu had already hung the water bottle for Yang Qizhen.

"It's best to infuse nutrient solution and anti-inflammatory drugs for another day, and only infuse three bottles today. See the situation at night, and then decide whether to continue tomorrow."

"You eat first."

After Su Jiu finished speaking, she stopped disturbing the two of them.

It was a surprise to Song Jiang that Brother Zhen was willing to eat half a bowl of porridge in the morning.

Although he was not allowed to feed him, Song Jiang was already very happy to be able to guard him: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Yang Qizhen looked at him and nodded.

Coming out of the room, Song Jiang's whole body was floating, and the corners of his mouth were about to crack to the ears.

Over there, Wei Chen was talking to someone, surrounded by two officers who seemed to be investigating the case, Wei Chen held the cub in one hand, and could distract himself from greeting them, and the officers were very polite to him.

"It's really the Wang family..."

Hearing these words, Song Jiang secretly guessed that yesterday he had someone smash up the Wang's house, someone reported to the official, and came here.

Fortunately, the two younger brothers were already allowed to leave yesterday, and went out to hide for a while.

Since the official came to find Song Jiang, there was absolutely no reason for Brother Chen to stand up for him, so Song Jiang walked over.

"Song Jiang?" The two officials looked at each other, and Wei Chen's eyes were a little dark.

Song Jiang was puzzled, but still calm and composed. Sure enough, he listened to the strict questioning of two officials, and Song Jiang answered truthfully.

"So, you refused to admit that someone reported that you later found someone to beat you up and kill the Wang family's mother and son?"

Song Jiang was shocked, dead?How could it be dead?

He did find someone to beat them up, in order to teach them a lesson, but he really didn't know about killing people.

Originally, the government had the right to take away a suspect like him who had close contact with the Wang family's mother and child for interrogation, but due to Wei Chen's identity, he refused to admit it. Easy to get people.

The official just asked some things, checked carefully, and then left.

Song Jiang and Wei Chen walked in silently at the door, only the small crackling sounds of cubs, what can such a big child understand?Still pure and restless, curious about everything.

"You really didn't kill him?" Wei Chen asked suddenly.

Song Jiang suddenly raised his head and shook his head: "Really, but I did send two people to repair each other."

Wei Chen's eyes fell on the front: "It is said that he died of poisoning."

Song Jiang paused, dumbfounded: "Impossible!"

He thought of Brother Zhen taking the pot of porridge with poison, and it was clear that when he left, he overturned the table, and the mother and son really didn't eat it.

But he didn't know that the old woman was used to being frugal. That night, she picked up the pot and rinsed it with water, mixed the remaining residue with water, and she and her son each drank a large bowl.

"..." He was really about to die, even King Yan couldn't stop him.

Song Jiang was not in a hurry when he was accused of a murderer just now, but when this matter involved Brother Zhen, he became anxious: "No, Brother Chen, this matter cannot be investigated any further!"

In case the true brother is found...

Wei Chen frowned, and pondered for a while: "Don't worry about this matter, you already have suspicions, and the more you get involved, the more chaotic you will be. You take good care of him, and leave the rest to me—"