When Song Heran heard the woman on the phone tell him that they were at his door, Song Heran immediately became furious.
"What are you doing here!"
"Leave me immediately, I have nothing to talk to you."
"Hurry up and disappear!"
Song Heran yelled at the receiver, almost to the point of hysteria, his eyes were red, and the veins on his temples were bulging.
The woman on the other end of the phone was not surprised at all by Song Heran's reaction, as if she had already taken it for granted.
"Son, don't be like this when you are in Chinese New Year, okay?"
"Chinese New Year? Do you still know it's Chinese New Year? If you still have a little conscience, you shouldn't come at this time. I beg you, can you just treat me as dead?"
When the woman heard this, her tone changed significantly, but she only called out the word "son", and the mobile phone was snatched by the man next to her.
"Song Heran, today you said you can't open the door?"
The man's tone was very bad, which made Song Heran even more angry, and he said, "No!"
"You bastard, how could I, Song Yanting, give birth to a son like you who doesn't even have the guts to open the door."
"Song Yanting, say it again, who has no guts?"
"Open the door if you have the guts!"
Song Yanting was well aware of Song Heran's temperament, he knew that he could not bear the stimulation of aggressive tactics.
Sure enough, Song Heran said: "You wait for me!"
Song Heran rushed to the door angrily. Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly realized that Lu Lu was still playing in the living room.
He knew very well that as soon as the door was opened, it would be a tense situation, and it was impossible to have a so-called calm talk.
Song Heran didn't want this scene to be seen by Lu Lu.
He stopped his hand to break the doorknob, turned his head and said to Lu Lu, "Lulu."
Lu Lu stopped flipping through the comic book, looked back at his brother, and asked in a sweet voice, "Brother, are you going out?"
Song Heran tried his best to control his emotions, and tried his best to make his voice sound calmer. He said, "No, someone came to talk to my brother outside the door. Lulu, can you go back to your room first?"
Lu Lu looked at her brother, and she could feel that his brother's current mood was very strange.
She asked, "Can't Lu Lu be present?"
"Well, it's inconvenient for Lulu to be present when it comes to adults."
Hearing this, Lu Lu obediently got up from the carpet with the comic book in his arms, and walked upstairs. Halfway through, she turned her head and glanced at her brother again.
Song Heran said: "Close the door of the room, don't come out if my brother doesn't call you."
"Well, Lulu knows, Lulu will stay in the room obediently."
"Good boy."
Song Heran watched Lu Lu enter the room and closed the door before returning to the door.
Song Heran's home is a fingerprint combination lock, as long as the thumb is pressed on the doorknob, the lock of the heavy anti-theft door will be unlocked immediately, and it does not need a little effort to open the door.
But today Song Heran felt that the door weighed a thousand catties, and it took all his strength to open it.
The anti-theft door was opened, and a pair of extraordinary men and women stood there straight outside the door.
When Song Heran saw his parents who hadn't seen each other for more than a year, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression became tense, but he still pretended to be indifferent, glanced lightly at the other party, and then looked stiffly. Opening his face, he turned and walked towards the living room.
Song Yanting and Yu Meng followed closely behind.
Since Song Heran moved here, it was the first time for them to come here. It can be seen that the original decoration style of the house is very consistent with Song Heran's bad temper. The main tone is black, white and gray, without too many decorations, giving people A cold and hard feeling.
But there are many items in the house that are inconsistent with the original decoration design.
Next to the glass water cup on the coffee table is a Doraemon ceramic water cup, a row of pink cartoon villains are placed on the cabinet in the corner, and there is also a picture of graffiti with crayons on the wall without a clear theme. There are two or three building blocks scattered on the ground next to the sofa.
These things have become the colorful embellishments in this house, giving this home a touch of life.
Song Yanting and Yu Meng paid attention to everything at home silently, thinking of the news reports they saw on the Internet.
It seems to be true, Song Heran really adopted a little girl at home.
They couldn't figure out why Song Heran, a person with such a prickly personality, always treated his family members with harsh words and never had a good face, so why he could treat outsiders with tenderness.
Song Heran was unwilling to contact them these years, but they did not turn a blind eye to Song Heran's situation. They had been paying attention to the news about Song Heran on the Internet.
Whenever they saw those negative news about personality, they felt that Song Heran had such a personality, his personality was too extreme, too impatient, and not rational enough.
As for those positive reports about Song Heran's character, such as gentleness, kindness, humility, generosity, enthusiasm and sincerity in dealing with others, they will subconsciously think that this is Song Heran's personality.
Because they, as Song Heran's parents, have never seen such qualities in Song Heran.
People who live in the entertainment industry will create false images for the public and set up a pleasing personality for themselves. They once thought that Song Heran's adoption of a little girl was a fake, and the little girl was just an example created by Song Heran's team for Song Heran. It's just a human tool.
Unexpectedly, the little girl really lived in Song Heran's house.
Not to mention whether Song Heran treats the little girl well or not, Song Yanting is quite surprised that he can tolerate a noisy strange child living in the house.
Originally, Song Yanting was very shameless about this matter, because he had colored glasses on the entertainment industry since he was a child.
At the beginning Song Heran wanted to enter the entertainment industry, he strongly opposed it, but Song Heran just opposed him and insisted on going in this muddy water, and now he has made so many moths.
Fortunately, after Song Heran entered the entertainment circle, he kept silent about his family situation and did not involve his family, otherwise he felt that his old face would be completely humiliated.
Song Yanting became angry when he thought of this.
Song Heran is simply a rebellious son. He has been against him since he was a child, and he only does whatever it is that annoys people. He has never had a moment of peace of mind, including now.
After Song Yanting and Yu Meng came in, Song Heran's heart immediately became highly vigilant, his nerves were tense, but on the surface he deliberately pretended to be relaxed and indifferent.
Song Heran and Ge You were paralyzed on the sofa, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking down at the phone, looking like he was not doing his job properly.
Seeing this, Song Yanting couldn't help frowning, he said sternly: "Song Heran, what do you look like now?"
Song Heran looked away from the phone, raised his head and said, "Don't you like it? Get lost if you don't like it."
"Song Heran, I'm your father, so you talk to your father like this?"
"Then, have you raised me for a day?"
Sometimes he tries very hard to recall those few childhood memories, hoping to find some warmth from his parents.
But the fact is that there is none, not at all.
He wanted to hypnotize himself and let himself forgive them, but there must be a reason for self-hypnosis, and the sad thing was that he didn't even have such a reason.
Can you imagine? Even the community security guards cared more about him than his parents.
"I didn't raise you. Did you grow up drinking northwest wind?" Song Yanting's temper also came up, and he continued: "If I don't give you money, can the nanny cook you three meals a day? What can you want to buy when you were young?" What to buy, what do you want to learn, every time you learn something, you don’t want to go there once or twice, all the money is wasted, has I ever scolded you?”
"Song Heran, you are enjoying the blessings too much. You have never lived a hard life, and you don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth."
It's okay not to mention my childhood, when I mentioned my childhood, all the things that have been disturbing Song Heran's emotions are all vivid in my memory.
His eyes turned red in an instant, and he roared: "Song Yanting, all you care about is money from the beginning to the end! Isn't it just money? I'll give it back to you!"
After Song Heran finished speaking, he rushed upstairs, and quickly took a wallet down in just a few seconds.
He dumped all the bank cards in his wallet on Song Yanting.
"Give it back to you! Give it all back to you!"
Yu dreamed that the father and son were arguing fiercely, Song Yanting was about to fight Song Heran, so she quickly stood between them.
"Old Song, can't you just say a few words?" Yu Meng persuaded: "In any case, you are both father and son with the same blood flowing in your body. What does it look like for father and son to make trouble to this extent?"
Song Yanting held the hand that was about to slap Song Heran just now, and took it back abruptly.
"A rebel."
Yu Meng pulled Song Yanting to the other end of the sofa to sit down, reached out and patted his knee, motioning him to stop talking.
Yu Meng sat next to Song Yanting. She looked at Song Heran, raised her lips, organized her words before shouting: "Awesome, Mom knows that you have too many complaints about me and your father."
Song Heran glanced at Yu Meng and turned his head to the side, but he didn't stop Yu Meng from continuing.
Yu Meng grasped Song Heran's emotions and continued: "When you were young, your parents didn't fulfill their responsibilities as parents. They kept running around for their careers and threw you to the nanny. We made a mistake."
Hearing these words, Song Heran still didn't look back, but his nose had already started to turn sour.
He said bluntly, "So?"
"So awesome, can you give Mom and Dad a chance to make up for it?"
When people are angry, it's easier to talk stubbornly and speak ironically. Song Heran was very eager, but he still said indifferently: "Oh, it's late, I don't need it."
"Awesome, don't do this. How can there be a parent in this world who doesn't love his child?"
"Didn't your parents go into business in the years when you were born so that our family could live a better life? I also hope that your future will be more relaxed and you don't have to worry about money."
Hearing these words, Song Heran's heart was already moved.
But Song Heran has never been a person who would give in. If he kills one thousand enemies and loses eight hundred at once, no one will benefit. He will rush forward and fight the opponent to the death.
He sneered, "Since you all live for your career, why bother me as a burden? Why don't you just treat me as dead."
Song Yanting's emotions that had calmed down a little were ignited again by Song Heran's words.
He stood up abruptly, pointed at Song Heran and cursed: "Song Heran, your mother has been talking to you in such a low voice, don't you be ignorant!"
Song Heran also stood up immediately, and the two confronted each other.
"Is this called humility? You keep saying that I am your son, but in your eyes, talking to your own son is called humility."
"Since you feel that talking to me is humiliating, then get out of here immediately."
After hearing the word "scroll", Song Yanting's violent temper could no longer be controlled, and he raised his hand to hit Song Heran.
Song Heran didn't hide, but moved his face closer.
"You want to hit me, right? Hit here! After the fight, I have nothing to do with your Song family, and I will pay off the kindness you gave me."
When Song Yanting heard this, his fingers twitched twice, and he tried hard to retract his hand.
But Song Heran continued to irritate with his humble words: "Why don't you dare to fight? Are you afraid that I will fight back or that you will be in the headlines tomorrow?"
"Don't worry, I won't fight back. If the media finds out, I will say that I fell by myself. It will definitely not affect the reputation of your Song Group."
"You! I—"
Most of Song Heran's quick temper was inherited from Song Yanting. Song Heran improved a lot because of Lu Lu's appearance, and Song Yanting became a lot more restrained because of his age and experience, but no matter how restrained a person's character is, he will also be angry when he is angry. big outbreak.
Song Yanting raised his hand to slap Song Heran, but he didn't expect that before the slap fell, an eager and childish voice came out.
"No, don't hit my brother!"
Then a short little one got in between the two of them, she stood in front of Song Heran, and pushed Song Yanting back forcefully.
"Bad guy, stay away from my brother, you can't bully him."
Song Heran is 185 centimeters tall, and Song Yanting is shorter than Song Heran by a forehead, but it is almost 180 centimeters.
An adult of this height is like a mountain to a child like Lu Lu who is less than 100 centimeters tall, so how can she push it with her little strength.
Seeing that she couldn't push the villain away, Lu Lu was afraid that the villain would attack her brother again, so she bit Song Yanting's wrist hard in desperation.
This time she bit very hard, many times harder than when she bit Shi Jiajia that time.
Song Yanting was bitten by the head of the little devil who appeared suddenly, he quickly shook off Lu Lu's mouth, withdrew his hand, and said angrily, "What are you doing, kid?"
Lu Lu opened her arms to stop Song Heran, she grinned her teeth and tried to make the most fierce expression she thought, and said, "You bad guy, don't bully my brother!"
"You guys are so grown up, don't you know that beating someone is wrong? Beating someone will be arrested by the police uncle and locked in a small dark room."
Lu Lu trained Song Yanting with his limited knowledge.
Facing the little girl who appeared out of nowhere, Song Yanting felt a little annoyed at being bitten inexplicably, but his temper restrained a lot on the surface, and he tried his best to maintain his decent image in front of outsiders, even a child.
"Look, bad guy, you can't speak, you just did something wrong, hurry up and apologize to my brother!"
"Otherwise, otherwise we..." Lu Lu tried hard to think about what they could do to each other. It must be wrong to hit someone first.
Song Yanting gave a cold snort of contempt, "What else?"
Lu Lu thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, otherwise we'll call the police uncle!"
Knowing the appearance of the little girl, they couldn't continue talking to Song Heran.
It seemed that today was another trip in vain, Song Yanting snorted coldly, glared at Song Heran, and strode outside.
Seeing her husband walking out quickly, Yu Meng took a look at Song Heran, quickly took out a small paper bag from her bag, and said, "Awesome, we don't love you as much as you think."
After she finished speaking, she put the paper bag on the coffee table and chased Song Yanting out.
The door was slammed shut with a dull sound.
Song Heran, who was standing upright at first, suddenly fell down on the sofa, his whole body seemed to be relieved, but also seemed to have despaired of the world, his expression was very complicated.
Lu Lu didn't understand so much. After she returned to the room following her brother's order, she kept lying on the door, listening to the movement outside.
The sound insulation of the house is very good. Lu Lu couldn't hear what was being said outside in the room. She only knew that her brother was very angry and kept arguing with others.
Later, she vaguely heard that the other party seemed to want to beat her brother, and the idiot brother even asked others to beat her.
Lu Lu felt that his elder brother was simply a big idiot, it was obviously wrong to hit someone, and he even took the initiative to let the other party beat him.
It hurts to be beaten, Lu Lu didn't want her brother to be beaten, so she sneaked out of the room in a hurry, lying on the guardrail on the second floor to see if the situation in the living room below was what she thought it was.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true, and the idiot brother pointed his face towards his own, insisting on being beaten.
Lu Lu couldn't understand her brother's bewildering behavior, but she was even more afraid that her brother would really be beaten, so she forgot her brother's instructions and hurried downstairs.
Although Lu Lu didn't feel any malice from these two people, they were definitely not good people when they talked to his brother in such a fierce tone and beat him up.
Lu Lu automatically judged him as a bad guy.
She was very angry, how could the bad guys be so bold and go to other people's homes to bully them.
Fortunately, she was even more fierce than the bad guys just now, and now the bad guys have been scared away by her.
When Lu Lu saw her brother's state, she took her big hand and comforted her: "Brother, the bad guys have already been driven away by Lu Lu, so don't be afraid."
Song Heran saw Lu Lu who comforted him innocently, he got up and hugged Lu Lu tightly in his arms, the soft emotions in his heart were triggered, and tears fell down his cheeks uncontrollably.
Lu Lu was hugged very tightly by Song Heran, so tight that it was uncomfortable.
Lu Lu wanted to struggle to tell her brother that she was so uncomfortable, but she found that her brother was crying. Although there was only a small sobbing sound, Lu Lu could still feel it.
She didn't move and let her brother hold her.
Lu Lu didn't know how long his brother had hugged her, he only knew that his eyes were red when he let go of her, but there were no more tears.
Lu Lu said comfortingly: "Brother, don't be sad, we just don't open the door to bad guys in the future."
Song Heran stroked Lu Lu Lu Lu's messy hair, nodded and agreed: "Well, brother, remember, I will never open the door to bad guys again."
Lu Lu wiped away the tears from Song Heran's eyes with his hands, and kissed him lightly on the face.
"Okay, Lulu, brother doesn't feel bad anymore, you can go and play by yourself."
"Okay then, brother, be brave."
Lu Lu made a cheering gesture, Song Heran smiled slightly, and responded with the same gesture.
Lu Lu jumped off the sofa and found several cards on the ground. She knew that these cards were called bank cards, and they were used to hold money.
The uncle gave her this kind of card, but he didn't tell her how much money was in the card.
Lu Lu quickly picked up the bank card and asked, "Brother, do you want all these cards?"
Song Heran's mood hadn't calmed down, and he was still angry. He said angrily, "Whoever loves will want it, anyway, I don't want it."
It seemed that as long as he no longer wanted these cards and the money in them, he could pay back the money Song Yanting had spent over the years.
As long as the money is paid off, he really doesn't owe them anything.
Seeing that her brother didn't want it, Lu Lu asked, "Can my brother give it to Lu Lu?"
"You want?" Song Heran's tone suddenly became serious.
Lu Lu nodded.
"Okay, I'll give you all."
"Really? Is the money in it also given to Lulu?"
"Here, it's all for you."
These few cards are not all of Song Heran's belongings. More of his money has been used to purchase fixed assets or manage money. There is only a small amount of deposits. Although it is a small amount of money, if he remembers correctly, Sixty to seventy million is there.
This was not a small sum for Song Heran, it was almost close to his annual income for a year, but he still decided to give it to Lu Lu.
He knew that Lu Hongyu had opened a bank account for Lu Lu, and would regularly transfer a sum of money into it, which Lu Lu had the right to control at will.
Song Heran directly transferred all the balances of his cards to Lu Lu's account, and then canceled the bank cards.
Lu Lu didn't know that she had turned into a little rich woman with at least ten million savings in just one day. She took the five hundred yuan that her brother took out of the bank for her, and seriously planned the five How should a hundred dollars be spent.
Last time she had much more money than this, and ended up buying a few hundred candies before running out.
That incident made Lulu deeply realize how wasteful money is, so she and her brother have to save money more.
Lu Ludang, a small money fan who is always thinking about money, even decides not to go to a coastal city for vacation with his brother, because if he does, he will have to fly.
She needs to buy a ticket to fly, and she heard from Brother Enyu that a plane ticket costs at least several thousand yuan.
Lulu held the five hundred yuan in his hand and counted again and again. Five hundred yuan is a three-digit number, and three is smaller than four.
She doesn't even have enough money to buy a plane ticket.
Lu Lu thinks of these one head and two big ones, and feels that he is too poor and needs to be a hardworking worker.
Air tickets and hotels have already been booked, and Li Feifei has already flown there in advance and arranged everything before they go there, but Lulu is desperately unwilling to go.
Song Heran thought about the reason for a long time, only to realize that Lu Lu felt that he was too poor and would spend money recklessly when he went out to play.
Song Heran felt it was time to tell Lu Lu that he was actually a rich man.
Song Heran took out his mobile phone and clicked on the balance page of a certain bank's app, and called, "Lulu, come and have a look."
Lu Lu looked at his brother's phone curiously, and asked, "What is this?"
"This is the balance in my brother's bank card. Count how many zeros there are, and only count those before the decimal point."
"Okay, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, seven zeros in total."
"Look at the number before 0 again."
Lu Lu looked at the number "18" in front of a string of zeros, with a bit of sympathy in his eyes.
She took out a red ticket from the small pocket of her overalls and handed it to Song Heran, saying, "Brother, you are so poor, you only have eighteen yuan, how about it, Lulu will share a hundred yuan with you." .”
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