In the dark tunnel, Song Ziyu and Afa walked slowly towards the shelter behind Chen Xi.
"Hey, hey, hey, Song Ziyu, right? What's your background?" Chen Xi suddenly turned around and snorted at Song Ziyu.
"What background can I have? I'm just a commoner." Song Ziyu said calmly.
The sensitive Song Ziyu felt the little girl's faint hostility.
"Common people? Bullshit! Then how can you let Mr. Li pay so much attention to you?" Chen Xi's face was full of disbelief, and he even cursed out.
Song Ziyu ignored Chen Xi's rudeness, and instead thought for a moment and explained: "Actually, Li Xin and I are friends."
"Asshole! You can call me Li Xin? You have to call me Mr. Li." The little girl showed her fangs and looked unhappy: "Even when my father was still alive, I didn't dare to call Mr. Li by his first name. ,how dare you?"
Song Ziyu picked his head and felt pain in his head. This little girl made it clear that she still wanted to fuck herself.
When I was chatting with Li Xin just now, this little girl was herding sheep aside. If she were present and heard the conversation between him and Li Xin, she probably wouldn't be so impulsive.
really!
Just like what I thought!
This chick is just looking for trouble on purpose.
Chen Xi continued to scold: "What kind of identity does Mr. Li have to be friends with you? Didn't you drink in a fake bar? What you said is so outrageous. I'm not afraid to tell you. I'll just listen to it. If it were the gang under Mr. Li, General, I can kill you in minutes... You are dead."
After hearing what the little girl said, Song Ziyu decided to stimulate the girl's nerves again, so he said happily: "Okay, I'm showing off my cards, and I won't hide it from you. In fact, Li Xin and I are not just friends, we also play together. It’s a fight.”
"Ahahahaha!"
Chen Xi laughed and said: "You talk about cheating, right? Who is Mr. Li? Who dares to trouble him? Will he fight with you? Are you out of your mind? Hahahaha, I haven't heard this for a long time. It’s a joke.”
"Forget it if you don't believe it."
Song Ziyu didn't bother to explain, he just wanted to stimulate the little girl.
This little girl is too petty, and she looks like a master who has never suffered a loss since she was a child.
…
It’s the same as Song Ziyu guessed.
Chen Xi was so angry that his stomach almost exploded.
Although Song Ziyu had saved his life, he even had a slight fondness for this young man.
But this damn young man is shameless in his talk and has no moral integrity...
He actually tried to raise his identity to the same level as Mr. Li, and then talk to him again!
This is no longer interesting.
How do you let people play?
Obviously we are all young people, you can be more powerful than me, you can be more capable than me, you can even be more powerful than me...but you can't be senior to me.
This kind of thing is like playing rogue, making it impossible for people to have fun.
So Chen Xi was very angry. He felt like a pufferfish, and his stomach was getting bigger and bigger, until he was about to burst.
Ying Ying Ying.
Chen Xi even thought of an incident he encountered at a war zone fraternity party a few years ago.
An old general in his fifties once told himself a joke.
This old general is also a descendant of a southern family who migrated north and south to accept transfers.
It is said that the old general served in the army in the north for decades. Once, he followed his father back to the south to worship his ancestors. A large family got together to recognize relatives according to their seniority. After that, the general became restless.
Because there are too many ancestors in the general family who lived long and had children late, the seniority gap among people after more than ten generations is far apart.
No, after returning from ancestor worship, the generals had to bow respectfully to a one-month-old baby in order to judge their seniority.
There was no other reason than that this unweaned baby was of the same generation as the general's grandfather.
If it's someone from another family, forget it.
The problem is that this is a blood relative of the family who has not been out of the fifth server... The general pinched his nose, and the clan grandfather had to shout this time.
This experience was already very bad for the general.
But what follows is even more outrageous!
When the general bowed to salute, the clan grandfather, the unweaned milk baby, actually peed on himself, all over his face...
Chen Xi remembered that he burst out laughing when he heard this story at the wine table. But now it seems that this joke is not funny at all.
That general must have had a bad experience returning to his hometown to worship his ancestors.
…
As a child of a military family, Chen Xi's family has a separate cubicle in the underground shelter of the West Railway Station.
Although this small room made of polymer boards is only about ten square meters in area, it is far better than the civilians who are crowded together and do not even have the conditions to sit down and sleep.
Moreover, the environment here is very safe, and the door is guarded by military police with loaded weapons.
In the same way, those who can apply for a "room" here are without exception those in power in Beidu.
Passing through the narrow passage guarded by soldiers, Chen Xi returned to his "home".
"Grandma! Grandma!"
Before Chen Xi could get closer, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
The middle-aged woman who was squatting on the ground cooking the army pot turned to look at Chen Xi: "Nier, what are you shouting about? How unbecoming you are!"
Although she is avoiding disaster, women still pay great attention to their appearance and have very strict requirements for tutoring.
Chen Xi stuck out his tongue: "Oh, Mom, stop talking about me, there are outsiders here."
The woman stood up and happened to see Song Ziyu, then a reserved smile appeared on her face: "Is this Xixi's friend? Please come in quickly... Hey, why are there two of you?"
The woman was not interested in the sloppy Ah Fa, but she took a look at the well-dressed Song Ziyu.
This kind of look at his son-in-law made Song Ziyu very uncomfortable.
Song Ziyu blushed and nodded friendly to the middle-aged woman. When she was about to chat for a few words, Chen Xi hummed to herself: "Come in."
Song Ziyu followed Chen Xi into the inner compartment.
In the cubicle, an old man was sleeping soundly on a cardboard bed.
"Grandma, are you still sleeping?" Chen Xi came to the old man's side and shouted softly.
The old man heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes.
"Xixi, you're back. Is the situation outside okay? When can we return to the ground?"
The old lady looked at her grandson kindly.
Chen Xi laughed, held her grandma in her arms, and then kindly deceived the old man and said, "Grandma, we can go home soon."
As he spoke, Chen Xi actually hummed a song in the old man's ear.
When Song Ziyu saw this scene, he felt that the old man's mental state was not very good.
At this time, the middle-aged woman next to her, Chen Xi's mother, explained in a low voice: "The old man has Alzheimer's disease, and his mind is sometimes confused and sometimes clear... It makes you laugh... Young man, I see you are a talented person. Who are you?" The son of a noble family?"
In the opinion of Chen Xi's mother, her daughter has high eyesight and would not bring anyone home casually. And this person is also very well-dressed, so her identity must be not simple.
As everyone knows, Chen Xi’s mother really made a mistake.
Song Ziyu was dressed very ordinary, but everyone had been in the shelter for too long, and all of them were unkempt. Those who still had the energy and capital to maintain their makeup must be people of extraordinary status.
Song Ziyu shamelessly dealt with the harassment of a woman taking a census, and couldn't help but murmur in her heart, who did Li Xin want me to see here? Couldn't it be this middle-aged woman? But I don’t like this. I’m not a friend of women!
This question did not last long, and Song Ziyu immediately had the answer.
"Grandma, Grandpa Li asked me to bring someone to see you. He said you guys know each other."
After the old lady became more conscious, Chen Xi pointed at Song Ziyu and said.
"Who?"
The old lady looked up at Song Ziyu, and then her expression changed again and again.
"Xixi, where is my medicine?" The old lady looked panicked.
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Xi also became nervous.
"I... seem to be hallucinating." The old lady searched around her and quickly took out a medicine bottle.
"Ahem, I'm not that scary, am I?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help but said.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible...who are you?"
The old lady's expression was very excited, and her cloudy eyes couldn't help but glance at Song Ziyu.
"Who are you?" the old lady asked with a cry.
"I'm Song Ziyu." Song Ziyu said.
"impossible!"
The old lady suddenly stood up from the paper bed, and then screamed: "You can't be my brother... but you really look like..."
As soon as this statement came out.
Song Ziyu's head was buzzing.
It wasn't until this moment that Song Ziyu noticed the old man's appearance.
The old lady was about sixty years old. She was not really old, but she looked haggard due to misfortune and illness.
Song Ziyu looked at the old lady's appearance, and the more she looked, the more she looked like the same person, her little sister.
"Are you...Song...Xinyi?" Song Ziyu was not sure, but couldn't help but blurt out.
"Are you...really...the eldest brother?"
The old lady was sifting chaff all over her body.
Suddenly, Song Ziyu burst into tears.
In my own memory, my little sister Song Xinyi is still a child, but now in the blink of an eye, how come she has become old?
Song Ziyu couldn't accept it at all.
No!
The only one who can't accept it is Song Ziyu!
Chen Xi's whole family was dumbfounded.
The old lady of my own family actually called a young man "big brother". How this is... This can no longer be described as shocking.
Especially the old lady's daughter, Chen Xi's mother, was dumbfounded.
When we first met, I thought he was her daughter’s boyfriend, but before I could figure out the relationship, this young man suddenly became my uncle...
This, this, this...
Chen Xi's mother stood there, completely unaware that the stew in the pot had become mushy.
Of course, this is nothing!
There is something even more tragic!
That is Chen Xi himself.
Originally, the little girl had some affection for Song Ziyu, but before this affection had time to bloom, the person she was attracted to suddenly changed and became her great-uncle.
There is no room for reasoning.
