Chapter 765 Grown-Up Children

Song Ziyi threw his schoolbag on his shoulders and stood under the big locust tree at the school gate, waiting for his younger brother Song Ziyan to come out.

Song Ziyi is Baozi, and Song Ziyan is Tangyuan.

The two brothers are one year apart, so they are not in the same grade, but they are in the same school.

The teachers and classmates in the school couldn't help shaking their heads when they mentioned the two brothers.

They are obviously two brothers from the same family, the elder brother is a complete academic scumbag, and the younger brother is the honor of their school and a natural academic master.

Both of them have been dominating the rankings of their school for many years. The younger brother is at the top and the older brother is at the bottom.

Song Ziyi has no choice, because his talent in sports and physicality is unmatched by his younger brother.

Even if Song Ziyan trains hard in sports, there is still a world of difference between him and himself.

But when he sees those math problems and English letters. He feels dizzy.

He is best at cheating, but he is really not good at this. Reciting two ancient poems and ancient essays, Song Ziyi will faint immediately.

Song Ziyan is inferior to his brother in terms of athletic talent and reaction talent.

But this does not prevent the two brothers from having a good relationship like one person.

In Jiang Xiaoxiao's words, these two brothers are so good that they can wear the same pants.

Both of them are students in this school now, one is in the sixth grade and the other is in the first grade.

"Song Ziyan, hurry up, I've been waiting for you for a long time, hurry up, let's run home."

Song Ziyi waved his hand and saw his younger brother coming out with his schoolbag, waving goodbye to his classmates.

The middle school they attended is about 5km away from home.

The two brothers never take the bus or ride a bicycle, they always run, go to school, run, go home, run.

Every day is equivalent to doing 10km cross-country.

Especially the books in the schoolbag, every day many classmates leave unused books in the desk and only take home textbooks for homework. The two of them almost want to carry all the textbooks in their schoolbags.

For them, this is just a simple weight-bearing exercise.

From the age of five until now, the training has never stopped for years.

The 10km load-carrying cross-country run every day is just a joke for the two brothers.

Under their father's hands, the two of them have already grown up a lot.

If the traffickers who kidnapped them when they were young come again, they will probably suffer a lot.

Although the two brothers are young, they are not small at all.

Song Ziyi is about 1.7 meters tall.

Although Song Ziyan is one year younger than his brother, the two are actually about the same height.

Song Ziyan smiled and waved to his classmates, with his schoolbag on his shoulders, and ran towards his brother quickly.

"Big brother!"

The two chased each other and finally entered the door panting.

Song Ziyi was still slightly better.

The twins Tuantuan and Yuanyuan at the door are now eight years old and are playing a transformation game.

The two often exchange clothes, so that others can't tell them apart.

Seeing the eldest and second brothers, Song Zijing and Song Ziwen hurried into the house. The two little girls couldn't get any benefits from the eldest and second brothers.

Who let their second brother have such a sharp eye that he can tell the difference clearly with just a glance.

If they want to play tricks in front of the elder and second brothers, they are simply courting death.

From childhood to adulthood, they have suffered countless times at the hands of the elder and second brothers, and the final result is that they are punished to run cross-country or squat horse stance. The two little girls have suffered enough.

Song Ziyan and Song Moting are not very similar. Seriously speaking, Song Ziyan did not inherit the advantages of his parents' appearance.

His face is not handsome, but he has a very unique personality. Those eyes are very beautiful that many people have never seen.

Ink-black eyes, thick eyelashes, black hair, and a sensitive expression on his face that is firm and slightly indifferent.

The indifference in his expression sometimes looks like Song Moting.

His chin is a little longer, his cheekbones are a little higher, and his nose is slightly hooked. Thanks to those eyes and sexy lips, otherwise he can be regarded as ugly.

Song Ziyan often feels that he is very dissatisfied with his appearance.

He wanted to be as warm and handsome as his father, or as beautiful and strong as his mother, but it was a pity that everyone who saw him would be amazed and regretful.

Because he looked too masculine.

But his elder brother was not like that. On the contrary, he was more like Song Moting, who was kind and gentle.

His phoenix eyes were always smiling, the corners of his mouth were always upturned, and his face was never cold.

In everyone's eyes, his elder brother was easy to talk to, gentle and generous, while he was more like the mean and cold class representative.

The problem was that who could know in private that the two brothers had opposite personalities.

He was gentle and generous, with a soft heart, while his elder brother was cold and ruthless, and could be said to be as cold as a hard stone.

"Come back, take a shower quickly. Today, Dr. Jiang cooked beef steamed dumplings himself. The sooner you arrive, the sooner you get there."

Bai Yiyi smiled through the kitchen window.

Bai Yiyi was already a 17-year-old girl.

She graduated from medical university a long time ago.

She was a genius, so it was not a problem to skip three grades, and she had a green light all the way.

Now all the graduate students have graduated.

Soon, he will be an intern at Heren Hospital.

"Mom, the sun is rising from the west today, and you actually have time to cook for us?"

Song Ziyi watched Jiang Xiaoxiao put the delicate steamed dumplings in her hand on the steamer and turn on the fire.

"Boy, your mom and I finally had a rest today. Do you want to continue a five-kilometer cross-country trip? Your dad is sitting over in the living room."

Jiang Xiaoxiao threatened with a smile, and Song Ziyi shrank his head as expected, with a flattering tone in his voice.

"Mom, the dumplings you make are unparalleled in the world. I'm starving to death."

He blinked and gave Jiang Xiaoxiao a wink.

Bai Yiyi smiled.

"Get lost, you brat."

This kid has been adapting to the changing circumstances since he was a child, and he has a good way.

Song Ziyi is the most naughty and mischievous.

But everyone likes this kid.

Even though Song Ziyi was glib and out of tune, Song Ziyi would protect anyone who was bullied in this family.

He is a boy who dares to fight for his family.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at his eldest son. This son assumed the title of the eldest son in the family and had become one with the family.

"Baozi, the teacher called me and your dad again. What did you do this time?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao's unintentional words made Song Ziyi immediately rub oil on his feet.

This teacher is real, but the homework has not been completed. What can he do? Those questions know him, but he does not know them.

Jiang Xiaoxiao shook his head and sighed. This child never paid attention to his studies. Logically speaking, he was a smart child, but he knew nothing about his studies.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is very worried about Baozi's future.

In a future society where there are no skilled people, is it possible for Baozi to become a soldier?

Baozi's only talent is this.

Song Moting said that Baozi seemed to be born specifically to succeed him, and he had never seen such a smart and talented child.

But Song Moting was in danger several times because his peach survived.

You will always die.

In the future, Baozi will follow Song Moting's path. Who will protect Baozi for the rest of his life?

Song Ziyan stood on tiptoe to help her mother place the dumplings. This girl had been living with Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others since Fang Xiaohui was paralyzed.

Song Mohuan didn't mention that the existence of this child was his shame, so he just ignored it.

Naturally, no one else mentioned it.

Fang Xiaohui's life is probably only known to her.

Song Mohuan works in the hospital almost twenty-four hours a day and never leaves home.

Song Ziqing, Fang Xiaohui's most precious daughter, is now twelve years old, but she has obviously inherited Fang Xiaohui's vanity. I heard that besides dressing up all day long, she also likes to hang out with the gangsters in school.

No one can control her anyway.

In addition to losing her temper every day, her mother almost always told her that Jiang Xiaoxiao was her enemy, Song Mohuan was a heartless scumbag, her grandparents were partial, and her grandparents were too old to die. .

I never cared about whether she was happy or not, or whether she was doing well or not.

Of course, Song Mohuan really didn't treat their mother and daughter badly. They had an aunt at home and lived a carefree life. At most, he just didn't want to see them.

No one seems to remember the girl Song Ziyan.

"Yanyan, be careful if you burn your hands. Go and play with your brothers and sisters. As long as your aunt and mother are here, go ahead!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt sorry for this child. He didn't know if this child knew something or if he had been sensitive since he was a child. Apart from being close to them, this child was almost unsociable with outsiders.

He has almost no interaction with his classmates, and is an anomaly in the eyes of teachers.

The teacher also talked to Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting. They believed that the child had intellectual problems, was withdrawn, was not gregarious, and most importantly, was a mess in his studies and was unable to take the exam. The teacher and the school suggested that this child Children can go to special education schools.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is also worried about this.

According to the normal diagnosis, Jiang Xiaoxiao believed that Song Ziyan had autism.

With such a disease, what will this child do in the future?

Her pills don't currently treat autism.

Other peach juices can, at most, make Song Ziyan as healthy as a calf. Autism cannot be tolerated and cannot be cured.

Fortunately, this child is close to Jiang Xiaoxiao and listens to everything Jiang Xiaoxiao does.

Sure enough, Song Ziyan frowned, but still nodded obediently and went out to find her eldest and second brothers.

Her brothers and sisters at home all like her.

Be nice to her.

But the students in the school are not friendly.

She still likes home.

Song Ziyan pursed her lips quietly.

Everyone thought she knew nothing.

But she knows everything.

Who told her that she was an alien from another world.

On the first day I came, I almost died.

When she was born prematurely, she knew that her mother was not a good person.

Then the strange thing is that this mother is not human.

He actually wanted to throw her away.

It's pity that she, a great interstellar devil, is helpless when faced with such a situation.

Trapped in this body, she could only look at the sky and sigh.

Thanks to someone taking her back.

A gentle voice protected her in front of her. The moment Song Ziyan saw Jiang Xiaoxiao, she almost fainted.

The sister she sacrificed for her in her previous life was actually Jiang Xiaoxiao.

This kind and gentle woman became the woman who cared for her.

Song Ziyan quickly fell in love with this identity.

It doesn't matter, as long as I can be with my sister.

It’s okay to be a useless person.

She doesn't care anyway.

Fortunately, the broken system of that black-hearted mother has been directly absorbed by her own StarCraft system.

Song Ziyan feels very happy to be able to live happily with her sister.

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