Come To the Question

Song Man thinks what is going on with the young people today, who have no position of their own, and are so inflated to compare with the beautiful young lady.

Deng Wei didn't give up. After mopping the ground, he began to wipe the blackboard for Song Man.

Song Man was in a tangle.

After all, it's the younger brother who has been with him for so long, although the previous magic fairy stick incident... grass, Song Man remembered this.

Saying goodbye and wanting to borrow a car, it's good enough without the car squashing him.

Deng Wei watched his sister Man shake from shaking to firm refusal. He didn't know what happened, but it was definitely not a good thing, and it stopped quietly like a chicken.

Farewell, maybe he is destined to have no relationship with Song Man's wife.

Song Man watched Deng Wei clean up where she should be cleaned, and went out of the school with Deng Wei.

"Would you like to have a meal?"

"No need for Sister Man, my mother made something delicious today and told me to go home to eat, so I'll go first."

Deng Wei waved his hand, his face was not too disappointed, and he jumped away.

Song Man looked at his elementary school-like pace and felt his joy because he was going home for dinner.

Speaking of Deng Wei's mother, Song Man has met a woman who is soft and just.

Deng Wei's family is a single-parent family, and only his mother is pulling him and his sister. Because his mother is busy with work, Deng Wei has become a poor student and doesn't study hard. When Song Man transferred to this school, Deng Wei was still sleeping in class every day and after school. Internet cafes, the whole Internet addiction teenager.

Song Man didn't want to be next to him. After all, she didn't accept her younger brother and only played games, but when she happened to be playing games in an Internet cafe, she saw Deng Wei's mother arrest Deng Wei, and Deng Wei's mother was standing there. Deng Wei didn't call him after him, and abruptly waited until Deng Wei finished playing the game before speaking.

Song Man thought she was going to scold someone, but she said, "With your skills, you still want to play professionally in the future. Look at the girl next to you, she is much better than you."

After speaking, she left without continuing to pay attention to her son.

Song Man was inexplicably cued, and then Deng Wei was about to fight her and was abused by her. In the end, Deng Wei was convinced and called him sister. Later, he found out that Song Man and him were in the same class, and they kept up with him and pestered him. Song Man plays games.

Song Man didn't have that much time and was busy conquering Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School. She felt that she didn't need Deng Wei and did not plan to accept this younger brother, but Deng Wei saw that Song Man did not look down on him as a younger brother, and instead began to actively train her physical strength. After inquiring about the news, it inspired Deng Wei's talkative nature and turned the Internet addict into a "social girl". After Deng Wei's mother found out that her son had changed, she invited Song Man to have a meal at home. Deng Wei's mother made it. He is good at Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and Song Man eats it to his heart's content, so Deng Wei became Song Man's chief younger brother.

Song Man didn't look back until he could not see Deng Wei's back.

She didn't borrow Deng Wei's car, because she didn't have enough friendship, and it wasn't because she didn't want her wife to borrow it, but more because she was afraid of accidents. It's a small matter, and it's over when people are gone.

Song Man walked out the door, but didn't find the driver's car. He took out his mobile phone and prepared to ask. He found that the driver had sent her a message half an hour ago, saying that he was going to pick up her mother for a meeting elsewhere.

Song Man looked at the phone page and walked forward slowly.

The driver didn't come, she was too lazy to go home for dinner, and Chu Fengqiu wasn't here, so where should I go?

Song Man thought for a while, otherwise, let's go have a meal with Ai Lan, and ask how her parents are doing by the way.

Ailan Songman felt that it was really miserable. The family prioritized sons over daughters and was bullied in various ways at home. In the end, she couldn't bear to go out to work, so she regularly sent money to her family. As a result, her parents "sold" her to others. This kind of feudal remnant, Song Man felt a little embarrassed every time he saw it, because their home was different from others.

When she thought of her own home, she thought of Song Qinglan, and was a little annoyed.

It stands to reason that they are blood-related sisters. Song Man took Song Qinglan as her sister before, but it was precisely because she regarded Song Qinglan as her sister that she could not stand the difference. She once regarded Song Qinglan as an enemy, but she She would recite Song Qinglan's good, and her feelings of reliance, love, resentment and grievance against Song Qinglan always appeared, so she avoided Song Qinglan and didn't want to bother herself.

Song Man knew that he was escaping, but what could he do if he didn't escape.

This kind of thing is always going to be messed up, and the kinship between them is destined to not be so simple.

Song Man scratched his hair and told himself to calm down and walk by the side of the road with his phone in hand.

Song Man was still thinking about where to eat delicious food at noon. He passed a few people and walked a couple of steps and felt a little wrong. One of them seemed a little familiar.

Song Man looked back and saw that the three boys sandwiched a thinner boy in the middle, hugging his shoulders as if they were walking on a stand, in a standard posture of collecting protection fees.

The thin little boy in the middle seemed to belong to their class. The Chinese teacher and the math teacher asked who was right in the multiple-choice question. The boy seemed to raise his hand twice with her and Chu Fengqiu.

What's it called... Song Man didn't pay much attention, he didn't remember it. She's not someone who likes to meddle in her own business, but now that her classmates were being bullied, Song Man put away her phone and walked over.

When Fan Ya was hugged by the shoulders, she was ready to be bullied. She walked forward with almost no resistance, listening to the smiling and threatening words of the people beside her and staying silent until she looked at someone and She walked over.

She knew her, and her classmates said she was very good. Fan Ya immediately cast a look for help, but the girl didn't seem to see it and walked over directly.

Fan Ya was a little disappointed, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head and continued to be pulled forward until he heard a clear voice.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Song Man directly stopped the boys in front of him. The boys turned their heads and whistled when they saw Song Man.

Song Man hadn't seen them, maybe they were in the first or third year of high school, or maybe they weren't from their school. They didn't wear school uniforms, and 80% were not from the first high school.

Fan Ya raised her head suddenly and blinked desperately at Song Man.

Song Man was amused by her appearance. It turned out that this person would ask for help. He thought he was going to wait for death just now.

"A few of our brothers are chatting, why, do you want to come too?"

One of the people holding Fan Ya's arm smiled maliciously at Song Man.

"Okay, just chat."

Song Man walked over, and when the few people hadn't reacted, he grabbed one of them's arm and twisted it hard. After pulling it apart, he put his foot in the other boy's leg.

Those few people looked strong, and Song Man saw that their movements were full of loopholes. In less than ten minutes, Song Man had the three of them lying on the ground, and the pedestrians beside them had already been hiding far away.

"Don't go and find out, who is covering the first middle school, and dare to look for trouble here?"

Song Man clapped the dust on his hands that didn't exist, and looked at the few people lying on the ground with contempt.

Song Man swore that if the three dared to say anything about the "magic fairy stick", she would be able to fight for another ten minutes.

Fortunately, those few people didn't know what the situation was, so they got up and said cruel words and ran away.

"thanks."

Fan Ya pushed the glasses that were about to slide down on his face and thanked in a low voice.

"Next time, fight for yourself. After all, you're a boy. How can you be so cowardly? You can't call for help if you can't beat him. If I hadn't remembered you, you would have been miserable today."

Song Man took a good look at Fan Ya. She looked short, not taller than her. A pair of glasses covered more than half of her face. Her voice was small and a little hoarse, so it sounded a bit incoherent. With short hair, she thought it was a girl.

"I...I'm a girl."

Fan Ya's voice was even lower, and her head couldn't be lowered any lower.

"Ah? I'm sorry, I lost my sight."

Song Man went to look at Fan Ya again with the correct gender. It seemed like this. For boys, her body is thinner and slender, and her skin is white. I really didn't see it just now.

"It's okay, you're not the first to see it wrong."

Fan Ya answered in a soft voice, for example, the few people just now treated her as a boy and asked for protection money several times.

"Anyway, whether it's a boy or a girl, try to go to places with as many people as possible. If they still trouble you, let me know."

Song Man, anyway, is a high school leader, can someone bully their school or even people in her class so casually? She doesn't even have the ability to protect her.

"Okay, thank you."

Fan Ya stuttered and thanked her, watching Song Man waving his hands at her, raising his hands and feet with a convincing charm.

Song Man stopped a taxi and didn't look back after getting in the car. He only regarded this incident as a small episode and quickly forgot it.

Song Man looked for Ai Lan, and Ai Lan was at home, which surprised Song Man a little.

"Why aren't you in the store today?"

Song Man changed his shoes and closed the door of Ai Lan's house.

"Resigned."

Ai Lan stroked her hair and smiled at Song Man.

"Hey, why did you dye your hair back to black?"

Song Man originally wanted to ask why he resigned, but was attracted by Ai Lan's actions, and found that Ai Lan's hair color had changed.

"Well, I don't think green looks good anymore."

"So, I think it's a good fit for you. By the way, I haven't asked why I resigned."

"The two people in that place knew that it was better not to go there after avoiding unnecessary troubles, and the colleagues seemed to know something. They didn't say it on the surface, but they also pointed at it secretly. , Anyway, Qingcheng is so big, it's still easy to find a job."

Ai Lan washed her hands and started to process the ingredients on the cutting board.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"I didn't think about it. Maybe go near your school, so you can find me a little bit later."

Ai Lan washed the ribs and put **** slices in them.

She had thought about it for a long time. If she went near Song Man's school, it would be easier to meet and cook for Song Man.

Song Man frowned slightly as he looked at Ai Lan's back busy in the kitchen.

"What about after that?"

"After what?"

"I went to college."

"Then I'll go with you. I don't have anything to miss here anyway."

Ailan's voice was brisk and he said without hesitation.

"Ai Lan," Song Man shouted, "you should have your own life."

"I have."

Ailan didn't turn around and still turned her back to Song Man.

"What if I'm going abroad."

Song Man was sitting loosely, but now he sat up straight and asked Ailan.

"Sister Man doesn't want me?"

Ailan turned around and pretended to ask casually, but smiled reluctantly.

"Ai Lan, we all have our own lives."

"I didn't mean to interfere in your life."

Ailan shook her head quickly.

"If you think I'm a little annoying, you'll be fine to see me again in two days. We don't always stay together."

Ailan turned off the gas and watched the faint blue fire heart light up, and then wrapped in red flames.

"Ailan, you know that's not what I meant."

"Okay, okay, sister Man, I know, I'm older than you, I understand these things in my heart, don't say it, I continue to cook."

Ai Lan interrupted the conversation and started cutting vegetables on the chopping board, making a sound that made people want to speak again.

Song Man had no choice but to sit on a chair and take out his mobile phone to read.

I don't know if she is too sensitive, or because of the Lingnan incident.

Lingnan is obviously very morbidly dependent on the person she likes. She always feels that it is a bit strange that Ai Lan takes care of her like this.

Song Man shook his head and shook out the terrifying thoughts in his mind, but he still swiped the news on the web page with a frown unconsciously.

The phone ding-dong, Song Man glanced at it, Chu Fengqiu sent her a penguin message.

[Chu Fengqiu]: [Picture]

[Chu Fengqiu]: I think you should like it

The picture is a lotus root in honey sauce. The lotus root is white and tender, and there is glutinous rice in the middle, which hooks out Song Man's greedy bug.

[Song Man]: Wow, you are a good or bad person, and you actually put delicious food to seduce me.

[Chu Fengqiu]: Haven't you eaten lunch yet?

[Song Man]: Not yet, not yet cooked

Song Man glanced at Ai Lan and sighed quietly in her heart. Next time, try not to trouble Ai Lan. Since she is a friend, she hopes that the other party will get better and better. Had a good time.

[Chu Fengqiu]: It's not cooked yet, I'm going back soon, I'll pack a serving for you later.

[Song Man]: Huh? Are you gone? Is this meal too short?

Chu Fengqiu raised his eyes, looked at the woman who was having a good conversation with his father, and returned his eyes to the phone.

[Chu Fengqiu]: Well, it's not an important person.

Chu Fengqiu felt that instead of wasting time sitting here eating a meal, it would be better to go back and play games with Song Man.

[Song Man]: Okay, I will go back to you after I finish eating.

[Chu Fengqiu]: Good

Song Man closed the chat box, hummed a song softly and continued to browse the web page, but did not find that his irritability just now disappeared completely.