Rebirth: Outstanding

After tasting the red wine ordered by Angie Peris, and sending him back to his room to rest at 8 o’clock in the evening, Song Tianyao did not stay at the Durex Hotel at night, but went back to his new home just settled on Taihe Street in Wanchai. There is no written word in his hometown. According to the rule, the first night after moving, you must sleep in the new home, otherwise you will have no heels for a lifetime, you will be displaced, and you will have a hard time returning home.

Song Tianyao certainly didn't believe in this kind of folklore, but he didn't want to break his parents' mood. And when he went home tonight, he didn't have to find a way to cross the sea from Hong Kong Island to Kowloon, and stopped a late-returning rickshaw, fifty cents. The money is enough for the other party to happily send themselves downstairs on Taihe Street.

After getting off the rickshaw, he stepped on the somewhat cramped stairs and walked towards the second floor. Before Song Tianyao knocked on the door, he could already hear the voice of conversation coming from the door of the room.

I pressed my finger on the door twice, and soon the door was opened from the inside. The person who opened the door was not my mother or my sister, but the guy named Shi Yehui who helped to move the house in the afternoon and lead the way.

"Secretary Song?" Shi Yehui stepped back and let the position inside the door wait for Song Tianyao to enter.

After Song Tianyao entered the room, he glanced at the living room inside. In the living room with the lights turned on, there was a round table and the table was not yet settled. His old bean, mother, younger sister, and Chen Tai all sat around the round table. Lou Fengyun, who was lying on a stretcher with loose hair and betrayed herself, tied her long hair slightly with a glass hairpin. She wore a blue floral bottomed waist narrow-sleeved jacket, and her legs were as loose as a skirt. The lady in Tang trousers, bare feet without socks, stepping on high-heeled clogs with double gold traces, is sitting next to her sister Song Wenwen, beside her seat, she is also leaning on two wooden crutches.

Seeing Song Tianyao walking in, everyone at the table turned their heads and looked at Song Tianyao.

"Your Lao Douhua firm suddenly called you away because of something. It's not until now. Chu's family is also from Chaozhou. You should know the rules of Chaozhou people moving. I am willing to let you come back so late. I'm most afraid of you. Don't go home to live at night. Hurry up and sit down. The food reserved for you has been hot four times, and I will bring it for you." Zhao Meizhen complained to her son, got up from the table, and walked into the kitchen.

Song Tianyao looked next to Chen Tai, who was next to his old bean. It seemed that Shi Yehui was in the position of Shi Yehui. There was only an empty seat between Shi Yehui and Lou Fengyun on the table. Song Tianyao did not hesitate to take off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the seat. He sat down, and turned his face to look at Lou Fengyun, who seemed to greet herself somehow. She smiled: “I’ve seen a lot of people eating banquets where friends move, but he was seriously injured. I’ve only seen you, Sister Yun, who came here for a banquet. Eat more. It must be a lot of effort for you to come here with abduction. Remember to try to eat it back."

After listening to Song Tianyao's ridicule, Lou Fengyun, who was still a little embarrassed, felt that her face was slightly red, but she felt less strange to Song Tianyao. Especially this young man who didn't look at her before, was actually a rare scream. Sister Yun:

"Secretary Song's wine..."

"You don't need to call Secretary Song when you are a guest at my house, you can call Ah Yao." Song Tianyao stretched out his hand to take out the cigarette from his pocket and wanted to light it. Song Wenwen, who was separated by Lou Fengyun, grabbed the cigarette case and said, "No smoking is allowed. "

At this time, Zhao Meizhen walked over with two plates of mixed dishes and put them in front of Song Tianyao: "Wait for a long time before you come back, I specially saved it for you."

"Thank you mom." Song Tianyao picked up his chopsticks while picking up the dishes, and sat right across from him. At this time, the old bean who looked at him eagerly gave him a wink and motioned him to confess that he was going to give away money to his grandfather Song Chengqi. The matter has been settled.

When Zhao Meizhen turned back to sit back to her seat, she only saw her husband lowered his head and sipped the rice wine in the bowl.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food and drinking a glass of rice wine, it was the scene of the first meal of the housewarming. Song Tianyao then looked at the living room. Although this tenement was an old Cantonese-style arcade building before the war, the previous landlord obviously cleaned up. The air is clean, and there is no damp musty smell in the air. It’s just that the home I moved in is too shabby, but a brand new radio on the cabinet table in the corner is more eye-catching. Don’t think about it, it must be Lou Fengyun for the housewarming. Congratulatory.

Compared with the previous environment in the wooden house area of ​​Jialin Pin Road, this new residence is already above and below ground. Not to mention that the tenement is connected to electric lights. Even the streets and ends of Taihe Street are lit by four gas street lights for night lighting. , Compared to the darkness at night, relying on candles and oil lamps in their respective homes, the Kowloon area where fires broke out at every turn and burned out a wooden house was much stronger.

"Artai, I originally wanted to help you arrange a driver's license test and then work as a driver in Likang, but unfortunately, my boss arranged for someone else. So you have to work harder during this period. I will let Fu Yixing's people at the terminal first Start a job for you and arrange for you to go after that person is no longer a driver." Song Tianyao said to Chen Tai, who was smiling.

Chen Tai grinned, and his expression became even more dazed: "Brother Yao said it is fine, I will do my best."

Shi Yehui next to him has placed a bottle of rice wine and a beer next to Song Tianyao: "Secretary Song, what wine are you drinking?"

"Beer." Song Tianyao said.

After Zhao Meizhen saw her son's return, her eyes kept moving around Lou Fengyun and Shi Yehui. She naturally knew that the woman in front of her was Black Xinhua’s wife. She also witnessed the brotherhood with her own son, so Zhao Meizhen was not afraid that the woman in front of her would come to the house to make trouble. She thought that Lou Fengyun came to the house on a crutches and gave a radio as a housewarming gift, and she must want her son Song Tianyao to intercede with the Golden Yalei for her. .

But Song Tianyao has been seated for so long, and the two of them did not speak, and did not ask for help at all. This made Zhao Meizhen a little doubt whether she had guessed wrong, and she simply asked:

"A Yun, it's so late, and you have another leg injury. Isn't it inconvenient to cross the sea to return to Kowloon?"

Lou Fengyun was startled when she heard the words, then smiled, and reached out to touch the crutches next to her: "Sister Zhen doesn't remind me. I have forgotten the time. Don't disturb her. Ahui, help me go upstairs to rest."

"I will hold you back upstairs, Shi Yehui, help me carry a few beer up to the top of the building, I will blow the hair, and come back to sleep after drinking." Song Tianyao got up from the table, put on his coat, and turned towards his sister. Song Wenwen hooked her finger and asked for the cigarette.

Zhao Meizhen hadn't reacted yet: "Upstairs?"

"Sister Yun didn't tell you that she bought the entire building? She lives on the third floor upstairs?" Song Tianyao leaned down from behind and hooked Lou Fengyun's waist with one hand, and her legs were bent with the other. She slowly hugged Lou Fengyun to her chest and walked out the door. When she reached the door, she remembered to explain to her mother.

Lou Fengyun didn't expect Song Tianyao to hug herself in public. She wanted to struggle, but one was afraid to anger Song Tianyao, and the other was that her legs were injured and she didn't need energy, and she didn't dare to confront the other people in the room when she was ashamed. Shi, he could only twist his head towards Song Tianyao's chest a little, conceal the embarrassment on his face, and let the other party hold himself out of the room.

Lou Fengyun’s capable dog-legged Shi Yehui saw Song Tianyao hug Lou Fengyun, his face almost lighted up, his left hand carried three beers, and his right hand carried the pair of clogs that Lou Fengyun had left under the dining table, and the two of his own proprietress’s two were held under his arm. With crutches, Zhao Meizhen, Song Chunliang, Song Wenwen and others who were obviously sluggish in the room leaned and succumbed to their crimes. A loyal servant followed Song Tianyao and walked upstairs.

It wasn't until the footsteps of the three of them had sounded upstairs that Zhao Meizhen remembered and raised a pair of eyebrows: "Push the street! When did Ah Yao hook up with Hei Xinhua's lame widow? Zhongyou, the whole building belongs to her. !?"

"No, that sister Yun has inconvenience in legs and feet, Ah Yao just kindly sent her upstairs, Ah Yao would not like this... widow..." It may be because of his son's love for running errands for himself in the afternoon, and he has always been in front of his wife. The only promise Song Chunliang actually raised his head to explain a few words for his son.

Just before he finished speaking, Zhao Meizhen had already stared at him: "Fart! Do you think I don’t know your Song family men’s thoughts? You can’t straighten your waist when you see the widow! You were surnamed Zheng when you were in the log cabin area. Her widow drooled and helped her to repair the heels more than a dozen times. Zhong helped her house with water. The widow called you a good brother, and your face would show up! Your nephew brother, even more direct Marry a Kef widow and go home! With your parents, do you want me to believe that Ah Yao is kindly holding a widow upstairs? Look at the eyes of sister Yun, exactly the same as the widow of the Zheng family who seduce you back then!"

After being reprimanded by Zhao Meizhen, Song Chunliang immediately lowered his head and stopped speaking. He opened his mouth to defend his son in front of his wife. This is a trivial sentence. He has already summoned a lot of courage, plus the courage of the rice wine he had just eaten, and he paid his son for the afternoon. If you secretly help send money to your private house, if your wife is willing to scold your son, then you can scold her. It is not guilty to let her scold yourself together. Moreover, his son is now the secretary of a major business firm. .

Song Tianyao naturally couldn't hear the complaints from his mother downstairs about the Song family men's special interest in widows. When Shi Yehui hurriedly unlocked the locks and turned on the lights to light up the living room, he walked towards the bedroom, Lou Fengyun. The room is simpler than my own home. I probably didn't plan to move in so early. The living room has an old-fashioned three-seater wooden chair and two rattan chairs. There is nothing else in the bedroom. There is only one single bed with bedding.

At the door of the bedroom, she carefully turned her body around to prevent Lou Fengyun from touching the door frame. After entering the room, she slowly put Lou Fengyun on the bed. Song Tianyao straightened up and took a breath, took out a cigarette and lit it, watching Lou Fengyun lying down. On the bed, Qiao's face was a little blushing, his eyes looked at him carefully, and he frowned: "Shy? I've seen it a few days ago. I don't need to make this expression if I help you upstairs. It’s not the kind of lustful pervert written in the newspapers, not interested in bullying a widow with broken legs."

"The injury on my leg has healed a lot." Lou Fengyun looked at Song Tianyao, and said something awkwardly.

When she was talking, Song Tianyao had turned around and walked towards the living room with a cigarette in her hand. Hearing what she said, Song Tianyao stood a step inside the bedroom door and turned to look at Lou Fengyun, "Is it good or not? What's wrong with me? Song Tianyao will be ruthless. It’s not a gentleman, but it’s not a scumbag who will come into estrus when you see a woman. Watching you run so hard to congratulate my housewarming, hold you upstairs, so that you can walk back upstairs to prevent yourself from getting tired and suffering in your heart. At least now Lying in bed can still think about these things about me. Compared with the family reunion downstairs, the upstairs is sad, and the lonely person is better to lie on the bed and think of your unscrupulous ghost husband Hei Xinhua. Shi Yehui, you poked in Waiting at the door of the bedroom to watch the show? Seeing your boss’s wife harvesting you as a little brother, you know that this woman has a problem with her eyesight. She is so stupid that she also learns to wear glasses as a master? Help me carry the wine to the rooftop."