Rebirth Turn of the Century

"Haha~"

Wei Mansion.

The arrival of the current leader made Mr. Wei very happy. Although he was half a generation younger than him, people are not judged by their seniority here.

Because the rank is too high, the family nanny is not suitable to come out, so the work of pouring tea can only be done by the Wei family.

Zhao Rong held the tea tray and put the teacups away for the two, then bowed slightly and left the living room.

The leader responded with a gentle nod, then smiled at Mr. Wei and asked, "Remarried?"

Mr. Wei nodded in relief, showing no embarrassment at all.

"I've wronged her."

"Don't be wronged," Mr. Wei shook his head, and said generously, "Since you have thought carefully, you must be prepared to bear it."

The leader shook his head and said in disapproval: "I actually agree with your daughter-in-law's petty thinking. The difficulty for her is that her companions only want short-term gains, not the future."

"But she made a mistake in finding the wrong friend." Mr. Wei shook his head, feeling sorry for his daughter-in-law. "In the end, she couldn't get out."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Wei looked at the leader with a smile, and sighed: "If it's for you, when none of us can see Zhao Song's chances of winning, you have seen the defeat of his opponents!"

He sighed with emotion: "I didn't do anything, and I dealt with a group of dishonest people! The so-called military campaign is nothing more than that! And all the consequences and disasters have been made for that kid...

clever! "

I don't know if it's praise or sarcasm, but the leaders didn't change color.

He just smiled and explained gently: "The little girl Wen Jing has been very dissatisfied with her natal family since she was a child because of her mother's affairs."

Mr. Wei was stunned: "I said, how can a boy with such a domineering culture be so honest, so you didn't let him intervene."

The leader nodded and sighed: "We are all crossing the river by feeling the stones. If we can really say what is good and what is bad, things will be simpler. So we must look more and think more. Sometimes, it is better to not move. It’s harder to move, and it’s more problem-solving.”

Mr. Wei nodded slowly: "So I want to thank that kid, at least let us see a more real side of Western business society."

"It's a bit wronged him."

"Why are you wronged?" Mr. Wei shook his head and smiled, "If you want to be wronged, it is because my daughter-in-law is wronged."

"That's right..." The leader smiled and sighed, "It's a pity that she is a woman."

If it hadn't been a woman, it would have been a strong man better suited to politics than her husband.

That night, Xingsheng's person was transferred away, but her person was still there. She suppressed the news that Nancy left alone; everyone ignored Wen Jing's uncertainty, but she didn't. But when she stopped Wen Jing before the meeting, she didn't know why she didn't say anything.

No one knew why, maybe it was showing mercy to her students; maybe it was because they found out that things got out of control and would cause a bigger storm of counterattacks, so they stopped to avoid implicating the Wei family.

But these are not important anymore.

The important thing is that Zhao Song won, she lost, and she lost nothing!

wrong. She still has a family, a husband, and children...

The living room suddenly fell into silence.

The matter has reached a consensus - the Wei family will bear all the losses, the superiors will not pursue it, and Wei Xu's future will not be affected.

But after going through this incident, who can tell whether Wei Xushou was affected...

The atmosphere suddenly became bleak.

The leader opened his mouth, and was about to say a few words of comfort before leaving, when a soft guitar sound came from outside the window.

"..."

listen to the voice.

Leaders laughed, appreciated, and praised.

Old man Wei also smiled, proud and relieved.

"Don't tell me, my daughter-in-law never misses people."

…………

The mansion is separated from the community by an iron fence.

Xiaobawang sat on the side in a dull mood, looking at the fish and birds in the lake not far away, without moving. Even the usual naughty energy is gone.

Thanks to my grandpa, his name has fifty or sixty strokes (the author forgot), so he rarely makes friends. ignore him.

"Pfft~"

He spat out a cherry pit.

"Puff~"

He was spitting out cherry pits like sister Xiaoyu.

"Puff puff ~"

While spitting out cherry pits in his boredom, he thought about sister Xiao Yu, because he knew that no matter what others were like, the female devil who always played tricks on him would not alienate him because of outsiders.

"puff……"

"Aww~"

The cherry pit hit something, and there was a burst of shouting and cursing. Although Xiaobawang couldn't understand, he stood up excitedly.

"Stupid ~ why are you here?

Is sister Xiaoyu back? "

"Aww~" the dog continued to scold.

"Didn't she come? Then can you play with me, and I'll take you to steal fish for Garfield to eat, okay?"

"Aww~"

After Benben scolded, he went around the gate and leaned obediently beside the child, which made the listless bully cheer up immediately, and held on to the big dog tightly, never letting go.

"Koi carps are particular. For the sake of your little butt, why don't you steal some flowers and plants for me."

At this time, Zhao Song walked over with a guitar on his back, smiling.

"Brother Zhao Song," the little bully greeted him in a muffled voice when he saw him, then he couldn't stop crying, and said aggrievedly, "It's been a long time since you came here, and where did you hide Miss Yu?"

"Everyone has their own responsibilities." Zhao Song didn't enter the yard, and sat across the fence from Xiaobawang, "Your elder sister Xiao Yu wants to arrange her own future, so she has to sell herself to me for two years. If you want to see her, Just wait a little longer."

"What is responsibility?"

"What do you do every day?"

Xiaobawang avoids the most important and takes the lightest: "Eat, go to school, leave school, play games, play games, play games, and then sleep."

"Why didn't you say homework?"

"Because homework isn't fun."

"What's not fun is responsibility." Zhao Song patiently explained, "Whether you like it or not, everyone has something they must do."

"Oh~" Xiaobawang lowered his head and said sullenly, "But no one will accompany me to do my homework, and no one will accompany me to finish it."

"I'll accompany you." Zhao Song took out the guitar and said with a smile, "How about I teach you how to play the guitar?"

"What good is playing the guitar?"

"You can hook up with children, especially little girlfriends."

Xiaobawang pouted: "Women are the most troublesome creatures."

"You'll like it later."

Zhao Song laughed lightly, plucked the strings, and the soft sound of music echoed throughout the courtyard.

The little Bawang hugged Benben and calmed down. At this time, a slender hand suddenly put on his shoulder, and then sat beside him alone. Looking sideways, the little Bawang quickly hugged Benben and leaned against his mother's arms. Be quiet and listen with her...

"...

Growth is a door of leaves

There are a group of dear people in childhood

spring is a journey

Possession of vicissitudes

those I love

those passing winds

Those eternal vows over and over again

those who love me

...

we all had one

innocent sad face

Holding the sun in our hands, we look into the distance

gently day by day

Year by year

big room

Will we sing "Wish" again"

The singing floated across the courtyard and through the window, making the two old people look at each other and smile.

The singing floated across the courtyard and echoed on the lakeside, causing the spectators to look at each other in dismay.

"When the author wrote this song, he was just a sixteen-year-old girl."(?)

Caressing Xiaobawang's hair, Zhao Song said softly: "There are still three years, I hope you will understand what responsibility is."

This is not an elder brother playing with his younger brother, but a young upstart coming to the Wei family who is considered to be on the verge of ruin to find inheritance!

Find your own teacher; find your own guardian.

Xingui looked at his teacher, the sister Da Da who once dominated the capital, and said eloquently:

"When I was young, I especially hated Aunt Wang next door, because everything she said and everything she did had a purpose, which was to take advantage.

When I grew up, you taught me to be the person I hate the most! "

"I don't know whether to thank you or hate you!"

Thank you for her teaching, thank you for her mercy; hate her teaching, hate her betrayal...

"Let's go to Shenzhou."

"Help me sell PHS."

"The whole industry is packaged and sold to Wu Dayiao for 30 billion!"

"The extra money from the sale is the capital for you and Zhaojiacun to make a comeback!"

Zhao Rong hugged Xiaobawang tightly, tried hard to hide the overflowing tears, and replied in a muffled voice:

"good!"

Zhao Song nodded, got up and put the guitar on his back. He didn't enter the room to say hello, and he didn't care who was inside. He just glanced at the graceful figure with nostalgia, turned and left.

The ecstatic posture is a good interpretation of what is called pretending.

…………

As the sun sets, the warm street lamps come on.

In the evening wind, it seems that the soft singing sound is still floating, which makes people calm down involuntarily.

The shade of the tree turned into a shadow of the tree, and the fish that snatched food seemed to be tired, and disappeared into the water after vomiting the last few bubbles.

Under the shadow of the tree, Betty, who had fed and listened to the song, got up and patted her tender hands. She didn't greet the guitar figure or the neighbors, but walked leisurely to her grandpa's house.

Walk and sing:

"The lake is your eyes

dream full of stars

mood is a legend

waiting forever

…………

gently day by day

Year by year

big room

Will we ever sing "Wish" again?"

It has to be said that Zhao Song, who was occasionally Wenqing, really made her heart jump a little bit more just now.

…………

Under the watchful eyes of the guards, the convoy without a pass stopped on the side of the road at the gate of the compound. (In this kind of place, parking is not allowed at the door)

Zhao Song sat on the Audi, put the guitar down, and asked after a while:

"sure?"

Liu Ying on the co-pilot responded:

"I see clearly, it's Betty."

Zhao Song let out a sigh of relief:

"It's not in vain that I changed the song temporarily."

"..."

Liu Ying in the front row rolled her eyes and complained in her heart:

‘So you sing a schoolyard ballad not to coax children, but to make girls? '

BGM Four Girls "Wish" made in the 1990s