Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 4: Memory

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Soon, Song Xiao put aside the unpleasantness caused by the concubine's room, and concentrated on studying his car. He was very curious about this kind of car that could run fast without a horse, but he just sat in a reserved position, marveled at the high-rise buildings outside for a while, and stared at the driver in front of him intently.

Song Zicheng was sitting next to his son and didn't know what to talk about. Seeing him staring at the driver with bright eyes, he smiled and said, "Do you like cars? When you get your driver's license at the age of eighteen, dad will give you a better one. Okay."

"Okay, thank you father." Song Xiao bends his eyes. Although he is a scholar, he likes chariots and horses very much. When he was still in the Imperial Academy, Yu Jintang always used the excuse of horse racing to invite him out to play.

Think of Yu Jintang and Song Xiao’s mood again. He is now the son of a troupe master, and I don’t know how to find him. Do you have to wait for the troupe to be inherited in the future and arrange a play to tell their story on a national tour? ? Besides, the emperor of reincarnation must no longer remember him.

Seeing that Qiu Mingyan was going to Song's house, Li Weiwei didn't follow the car, made a face at Qiu Mingyan's car, turned around and saw the paparazzi patting him, and waved generously. The paparazzi holding the camera smiled and made a gesture at him, which meant that he would be taken handsomely.

"Boss, why are you so polite to him?" The puppy who just went to work asked inexplicably, Qiu Mingyan's status in the circle is not low, and David's attitude towards Qiu Mingyan was so disrespectful, he recorded it all. It was big news again, but the boss refused to let him post it.

"What do you know?" The old paparazzi slapped him on the back of his head, "Why are you so arrogant when you are David? People are the prince of endless videos, dare you to provoke that old lady?"

Puppy has grown his mouth. He has just started his career. He doesn’t know many things, but Endless Audiovisual knows. It’s the leading record company in China, and its status in the entertainment industry is no less than that of Xinghai Entertainment. After an old song from the 90s, his wrists are so hard that he cannot easily provoke him.

Song Zicheng asked his son to play with Li Weiwei, and what he kept was to make endless video and audio, but I didn't expect Li Weiwei to become a good friend of Song Xiao.

Puppy shrank his head, the entertainment industry is really deep, who would have thought that this second-tier child star has such a big background?

The Song family has a few houses in city a. They usually live in the upper floors of the city center. It is a complex of more than 300 square meters, which is convenient for Songzicheng to work and Song Xiao to go to school.

This is a high-end community with one elevator and one household. Song Xiao was amazed at the elevator that changed its position instantly. Aunt Chen patiently explained to him how to use the elevator, as if he was teaching a child who was just walking. Song Xiao listened to it. Is very serious.

Qiu Mingyan on the side narrowed her eyes. It seemed that this kid had really amnesia. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, walked through the door, and winked at the girl sitting on the sofa.

The living room is two overhead floors and looks very spacious. A set of sofas is placed in the middle. A girl in a pink dress sits on it. Seeing Songzicheng enter the house, she flies over and screams sweetly. father".

Song Zicheng raised his hand to catch the girl who rushed over, smiled, and turned to Song Xiao and said: "Xiao Xiao, do you remember Xiaozheng?"

Song Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the little girl who was holding her father’s arm and coquettishly. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing a close-fitting skirt to highlight her well-developed figure. A small face and Qiu Mingyan There is a seven-point image, showing a flattering.

Fucked slightly, Dayu is still a relatively open dynasty. It has contacts with neighboring countries. Women can also go out on the street. Therefore, he can accept the dress of the nurses, but this sister does not look at it. Like everybody's lady, let him give birth to a little bit of dislike. Song Xiao put on slippers and walked slowly to Song Zicheng: "This is the concubine?"

Concubine, concubine... Qiu Mingyan, who had just put on a smiling face, suddenly twisted her face, and Song Zheng, who was about to speak, was stunned for a while. She had been scolded by others before her illegitimate daughter, she already found it hard to hear, but she didn't expect there to be even worse! The concubine is the daughter of the concubine, she knows that, this is the way to scold her mother together!

Song Xiao, annoying, why didn't you knock you to death! Song Zheng glared at Song Xiao fiercely, then turned to look aggrieved at Song Zicheng: "Why does my brother say that to me?"

The face change became too blunt, far worse than those concubines in the family. Besides, those sisters respected him very much, so how dare to complain in front of his father.

Song Zicheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Where is my residence?" Song Xiao wanted to ask him where his yard is, but looking at the house where he could see his head at a glance, I thought there would be no separate yard for him. He sighed in his heart, it turned out that he was running a theater group, and he couldn't even afford a three-in-one house.

"Your room is upstairs." Song Zicheng wanted Aunt Chen to take Song Xiao upstairs. When she turned around to see Aunt Chen was going to cook, she pushed away Song Zheng, who was still stuck in her arms, and took him up.

Song Zicheng patiently explained to Song Xiao how to use the things in the house, focusing on the bathroom.

When Song Zicheng left, Song Xiao walked around the room carefully. This is a small suite with a bathroom and dressing room. The walls and furniture are all sky blue. The scene in front of him was a little inexplicably familiar, Song Xiao felt his head dizzy, went to the bedside and picked up the picture frame on it.

There is a beautiful woman in the photo with a seven or eight year old child in her arms.

"Mother!" Song Xiao traced the woman's face lightly with his fingertips. Even he could not paint such a clear portrait. The woman in the painting was exactly the same as his mother in the previous life. The mother in the previous life also went early, but at least saw him in the top pick, but didn't see him getting married. Why did he go earlier in this life?

"Um..." With a dizzy head, Song Xiao collapsed on the bed.

"Song Xiao, you are so kind, bullying a weak girl, eh?" Four teenagers with dyed yellow hair blocked him in the alley.

"What do you look at? Sister Zheng told me that you grabbed her pocket money and beat her! I can see all the green on her leg." One of the tall men grinned.

"You kid, did you look at someone's thigh?"

"No, just click on your knees, hehe."

The four boys laughed a little, then raised their hands and beat him. Song Xiao wanted to resist, but his body was completely out of control. He was pushed and shoved by the four people. He felt that something was knocked on his head. There was a muffled sound, and there was pitch black before his eyes. When he opened his eyes, it was still the sky blue. Colored room.

Song Xiao sat up and rubbed his forehead. What he saw just now should be the memory of this body before the accident. This concubine was really bold, and even harmed her brother-in-law with outsiders. Put the photo frame in his arms again, got up and walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower, took a bath, and found the hair dryer familiarly.

Picking up the hair dryer, Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then relieved, his body recovered some memories, and naturally he remembered more of this familiar room.

When Song Xiao changed his clothes and went downstairs, Aunt Chen had already prepared dinner.

The long European-style dining table, Song Zicheng sits on the main seat, flipping through an entertainment newspaper. Song Xiao nodded to his father, and naturally sat on the left hand side of Songzicheng. Dayu respected the left. As the eldest son of the family and no other elders, he naturally wanted to sit on the left side of his father.

Song Zicheng looked up and saw his son sitting next to him. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The child used to be too lonely, always sitting in the farthest place from him, and even put a plate of food on the other side of the table. He was also chilled over time. Up. There is no parent who dislikes the closeness of the child, so he smiled and said, "Can you use the things in the room?"

Song Xiao glanced at his father, lowered his head slightly, and replied respectfully: "Going back to my father, I can think of some usage when I see those things."

Song Zicheng looked at his son's movements and felt comfortable inexplicably. Answering his questions intently, the slightly lowered head did not appear timid, but made him feel respected: "That's great, dad just I'm worried that you won't even be able to use your daily home appliances. It will be difficult to manage after a period of school."

Song Xiao’s academic performance was so poor that he did not enter high school, but fortunately, the Song family had money and could go to private schools with money. Saint-Mont High School on the outskirts of city a is a well-known aristocratic school. The quality of teaching is no less than the best public high school in city a. However, because the tuition is too expensive, there are two kinds of students. One is that the grades are excellent to reach the admission score. Free tuition fees are those who only pay for books and accommodation. One is the second generation of rich students who have poor grades and need to pay high tuition fees.

Qiu Mingyan and Song Zheng, who went to the kitchen to help with food, came out and saw Song Xiao sitting next to Songzicheng. They couldn't help but look at each other.

Song Zheng brought a bowl of soup to Song Xiao and said timidly: "Brother, your soup."

Song Xiao frowned slightly, raising his hand to catch the bowl of soup firmly: "Sit down and eat, this is not something you should do." The prostitute is also a lady in the family, how can she do what the next person does?

I wanted to rely on this to show sympathy in front of my father, but I didn't expect Song Xiao to say such things. Song Zheng forgot the words for a while. Song Zicheng smiled very relievedly. After his son was sober, he was really sensible and knew he loved his sister.

Qiu Mingyan put down the dinner plate in her hand and said quickly: "Look, brother knows that she feels bad for her sister, so please sit down and mother will do it."

When Qiu Mingyan brought the last dish, Song Xiao said: "Go down, you don't need to serve you here." The conditions at home are not good, so it is okay to let the concubine serve the tea, but he is with his father. It’s not appropriate for a concubine to be around for dinner.