In front of the old unit building, two young men with extraordinary temperaments were holding cigarettes in their hands and venting circles in their mouths. Every move showed their nobleness and was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

When it comes to smoking, some people can exude aristocratic temperament, while others can only be street gangsters.

"Brother Zhen, I was not dazzled just now. He was actually a little girl, right?"

Pink face, round eyes, red lips and white teeth, and chirping...

Although he is only two years old, he can tell the age of gender from his appearance and dress.

"Um."

Song Zhen also saw the little girl.

"If, I mean, if the news is wrong, the one who left behind is not a son, but a daughter, then the legitimate lineage is also unsuccessful, Brother Zhen, you can--"

A light and warning look that made Song Qi shut up.

But what he wanted to express was already obvious.

After only three seconds of quietness, Song Qi tangled up again: "Brother Zhen, Brother Zhen, do you see clearly what that woman looks like?"

"No."

"It's all because of the broken building. What kind of community is this? The environment is so bad, and there is no light in the corridor..."

"Why, are you very curious?" Song Zhen rarely answered him.

Song Qi immediately became excited: "Of course! Think about it, she lives in such a place, and it's Song again...he... Brother Yu's third brother gave birth to a child for him. Anything that is worth discussing is worthwhile. To be honest, I really never thought that Brother Yu's gentleman with a breeze and bright moon would raise a small person outside, even having a baby..."

"Aqi, pay attention to your wording."

"Okay, I'm more civilized. Anyone in our circle can raise San'er, including me and you, but Brother Yu is absolutely impossible."

Song Zhen raised his lips lightly, as if he was mocking: "But the facts are in front of him."

"It's not just the facts, it's so proof that it's so hard to kill people..." Blood ties cannot be faked. Since the direct lineage agreed to take back the woman and the child she gave birth to, it proves that the blood ties are already tightly grasped.

The Song family has no interest in helping others raise children. If you want to raise them, they must be raising themselves.

Therefore, there is no need to think about whether it is a stupid question of your own birth, and you can just skip it.

Song Qi raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It's been forty minutes, why haven't you come down yet? Why don't I go up and urge you?"

Song Zhen: "Don't worry, wait a little longer."

Before, the two sides met at the door. He briefly explained the purpose of the visit. The woman's reaction was very calm, as if she had known that they would come.

"We mainly want to pick you and your children back to the Song family today."

"Well, I'll clean up and it'll be fine soon." She accepted it too quickly and was too calm.

Thinking of this, Song Zhen snorted and said, "This woman..."

"?" Song Qi was confused.

After suppressing it, I couldn't help it: "What's wrong with her?"

Song Zhen: "It's very interesting."

"?"

Twenty minutes passed in a blink of an eye. Before the person could come down, Song Qi had already sucked the flying catkins on his nose, and the sound of puffing and sneezing on his mouth never stopped. Finally, after four or five sneezing in succession, he couldn't bear it anymore: "I'll go up and take a look!"

On the other hand, Song Zhen still looked calm and composed. He took something out of the lining pocket and shook it open. Under Song Qi's incredible gaze, he skillfully put it on his face.

"Or, mask?!"

Song Zhen didn't speak, and answered him directly with his eyes.

Song Qi instantly recalled that when Old Xu handed him a mask in the car, he pushed him with the excuse of "looking like a girl", so that he could only watch now.

So, if you come out and make a living, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.

Unexpectedly, Song Qi accelerated his pace to go upstairs, and in the blink of an eye, he asked him to get out of the style that his relatives do not recognize.

Unfortunately, before he could enter the unit building, the woman had already appeared in front of him with her children and two suitcases.

There was no dim corridor this time, and there was no backlight angle, so Song Qi could clearly see the woman's face.

The size of a palm, the chin is pointed, and the long hair is draped on both sides, and the skin color is as white as snow.

"Mr. Song is planning to come up to find me?" The tone is cool, cold and almost alienating, but it sounds particularly nice.

Well......

"I just want to see if there is anything I need help with."

The woman's eyes turned to the two suitcases and nodded slightly: "I'm in trouble."

Song Qi: "..." You're so welcome.

The woman let go and hugged the "Little Nezha" she had just seen, but her other hand reached behind her back, pulling out a... little boy?!

Song Qi was stupid.

The wing quickly stepped forward, and Song Zhen, who happened to see this scene, couldn't help but be stunned.

Two children?

But the woman ignored the surprise and astonishment on their faces and only fell gentle eyes on the boy. Her originally dull voice also attracted heat, like the soft spring breeze, and like the gurgling spring: "Praise, take my mother's hand."

The little boy didn't say anything or look up, and still kept his eyelids drooping, white and tender, but his little hands climbed up on the woman's big hand and then held it.

"How come there are two children? Who is Brother Yu's flesh and blood?!" Song Qi shouted, his eyes a little ridiculous, and his tone was questioning.

Song Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and this time, he did not stop him.
Chapter completed!