Then there was another round of "I'm sooooooooo!!!"
Nan Song moved the phone to the side, listening to the little brother's roar, and suddenly felt a lot of relief in his dull heart.
"Why didn't anyone tell me? I'm always the last to know! Am I not a part of this family? Am I not worthy?"
Bai Luyu was really angry and doubtful about life!
Nan Song said: "You have to ask the eldest brother about this question, because he also lied to me and refused to tell me. There is also the second brother! They are the same species!"
"It's so annoying. Even though they are old, they can't bully the younger ones like this. I'm going to tell the third brother and the fourth brother to go!"
Bai Luyu hung up the phone with a tearful voice and went to complain to He Shen and Ji Yun to form a small combat alliance.
Nan Song looked at the hung up phone and sighed quietly.
The younger brother’s surname is Bai, and he is a real novice.
He didn't even think about it. He already knew that his parents were still alive. Would the third and fourth brothers not know?
Until now, I still haven’t realized that I am at the bottom of the food chain.
No, she hasn't been told yet.
It seems that I am at the bottom of the food chain.
It's really sad.
Nan Song rested his chin on the back of the chair sadly, feeling sad for a while, then he saw Yu Fengjiao and Yu Jinwen walking out.
The atmosphere between mother and son is indescribably harmonious.
"Xiao Song." Yu Fengjiao stretched out her hand towards Nan Song. Nan Song stood up from the chair and greeted her, "Aunt Yu."
He held her hand.
Yu Fengjiao looked at Nan Song lovingly, "Thank you for bringing your son back to me."
As she spoke, she handed Nan Song's hand to Yu Jinwen's.
Nan Song was slightly startled, raised his head, and met Yu Jinwen's pair of dark eyes shining brightly under the bright and warm sunset.
Yu Fengjiao didn't say much, she just gave Ding Mao a wink, and the two of them walked out of the yard.
In such a large yard, only Nan Song and Yu Jinwen were left, and there was a patch of yellow-orange jasmine flowers that symbolized hope.
The fragrance of flowers overflows and permeates the surroundings.
Compared with the coolness on the back of Yu Jinwen's hand on the way, his palm was now warm and hot, while her hand was a little cold.
Nan Song wanted to retract his hand, but Yu Jinwen grabbed it.
She raised her head again and looked at him.
Yu Jinwen stared at Nan Song with his deep eyes. Just as he was about to say something, there was a burst of shouting from the outer courtyard, "Where is Old Yu? Where is he?"
This loud voice could be none other than Fu Yu.
The words were interrupted, Nan Song took his hand back from Yu Jinwen's palm, and saw Fu Yu walking in with a fierce look.
Besides Fu Yu, there is also Zhao Xu.
When he saw Yu Jinwen, Fu Yu was stunned and suddenly began to breathe heavily.
Nan Song was afraid that he would lose his temper, so Yu Jinwen raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Long time no see, my brothers."
"What a big duck egg you are!"
Fu Yu's eyes were red, he rolled up his sleeves and shouted to Zhao Xu: "Fuck him!"
Zhao Xu: "Do it!"
Then the two of them rushed towards Yu Jinwen like madmen, and Nan Song hurriedly stayed away to avoid being splashed with blood.