Chapter 951

It's a package about one meter long. It looks thin, like a picture frame or oil painting.

In fact, jiangbeize knew vaguely in his heart who sent it. After opening it, it was indeed sent by Song Dynasty.

There are two men in the picture.

One of them, with his broken arm, leaned against the wall and watched the man lying on the ground.

The man on the ground, who had no eyes, had a pool of blood beside him. The blood was made up of black color, adding a bit of oppression and heavy breath.

There is a saying behind the painting, a woman's beautiful handwriting:

"guess which is you and which is the tomb of Song Nan?"

She is telling about him and the future of the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty.

Jiangbeize felt that all of them were similar, because the broken arm was very painful, and the bleeding was also very painful.

On the surface, the person lying on the ground suffered the most injuries and shed the most blood, but psychologically, the one who watched was the most painful.

Jiangbeize lost the painting. He looked sad and depressed. It's not necessary to stay at home if people don't feel happy about what they send.

After lunch, song Yikai suddenly came to jiangbeize.

Jiangbeize doesn't know how he knows here.

"Song Nan tomb has not come back..." Jiangbeize stood at the door and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he scratched his head. Isn't this a no brainer? As expected, he didn't speak smoothly enough and his brain didn't turn fast enough.

Song Yikai: "you should be ok now. I'll take you to a place."

"Where to?"

"You'll know when you go."

“……”

Along the way of song Yikai, jiangbeize said "sorry" to song Yikai several times.

But song Yikai didn't give him a reply.

Song Yikai was driving a car in jiangbeize. Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of a construction site.

A man in blue worker's clothes and yellow helmet, gloves and a piece of cement brick on his shoulder, was running back and forth, sweating and grimacing.

Jiangbeize's tears came out in a flash.

In the past, when he saw the workers on the construction site, he didn't have much emotion, only respect, because every job deserves respect.

But now when I see a slovenly tomb in the south of Song Dynasty, my heart is like being stabbed by a needle. The pain is so intense that he can't breathe.

Song Yikai has no expression on his side:

"this kid has never done such a dirty job since he was young. He is stubborn and like a cow. I want to find him a decent job. If he doesn't want to, he has to find a job himself, not on me."

Jiangbei Ze moved his lips. "I'm sorry."

"No, you're not sorry for me. It's me who should say I'm sorry. Our old song family treated him badly for so many years. I didn't educate him well, which made him unwilling to live his own life!"

So jiangbeize felt even worse.

He took another look at the tomb of Song Nan on the construction site. He was tall and young, standing out from the crowd of middle-aged men.

How could he be so aggrieved

……

The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty came back in the evening.

He was fresh in his suit, and his hair was spotless.

With a few bags of food in his hand, he threw it on the tea table, saying it was a gift from the boss.

Which boss still gives the staff a gift?

Is it true that he has never met the world.

Jiangbeize sat on the sofa and tried to suppress his bitterness. He took a look at him. "Which company did you apply for?"

"Ah, well, what's the name?"

Song Nan's tomb scratched his head. "It's not easy to remember the name. It's a clerk's job anyway. The salary is good. There are five insurances and one gold. After that, the salary rises slowly."

Then he untied a bag of popcorn and put it in his arms

Jiangbeize likes to eat sweet things, because he will be in a good mood. He didn't like the tomb in the south of Song Dynasty before, and now he likes it.

"I don't want to eat any more. Don't buy these things later. How fat are you?"

"You're afraid of getting fat?"

For the first time, Song Nan tomb heard Jiang Beize say that he was afraid of being fat. He thought it was fun. He sat down beside him and put one arm on the sofa.

The light shows the red eyes of Ze Tong in Jiangbei, and the eyebrows of Song Nan's tomb are frowned in a second.

"Why are your eyes swollen again? Are there mosquitoes at home?"

He felt his eyes for a closer look and was swept away by the latter.

"Are you hungry? There are noodles in the pot. Go and have some."

"I have eaten it outside. You don't know. Our company's employees have a dinner on the first day."

I think I went to the hotel for a bath first, then I went to a nearby restaurant and came back after dinner.

It's such a poor performance, but in fact

In fact, if it wasn't for song Yikai to take him to the construction site today, he would really believe Song Nan's tomb.He is different from him. He lies freely and has no flaws. He is always in a rebellious tone. A proud man is so humble behind his back.

Jiangbei Ze looks at the ceiling.

I'm afraid that tears will fall again.

He took a deep breath, outlined a smile, "then you go to take a bath, early rest."

"I'll go back later. I went shopping today and bought this."

Song Nan tomb is in a good mood. With a smile on the corner of his eyes and brow, he takes out a beautiful jewelry box from his pocket.

Jiangbeize only took a look and knew what it was, but he pretended not to know and asked innocently, "what is this?"

"Open it."

A face, opened, will not let you disappointed expression!

Jiangbeize slowly opened, two rings, platinum ring.

"It's for your future wife. It's pretty." Jiangbei Ze said with a smile.

Song Nan's tomb snorted, "Ang, it's for the future wife. Would you like to wear it for her first?"

"I can't. It's for your wife."

"Whet the whet."

Song Nan's tomb pulls Jiang Beize's hand and takes out a ring to wear on his ring finger.

"Yes, your hands are as thin as my future wife's and the same size."

“……”

Jiangbeize took off the ring with a smile.

"Keep it. You put it on for her on the day of marriage."

On his most beautiful bride's hand.

The bride will be the happiest person in the world.

Song Nan's tomb frowned and put it on again.

"Grind again and chop your hand."

Then I went to take a bath.

This night, the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty slept very early and very heavily. It was very tired. People were easy to fall asleep when they were tired.

Jiangbeize didn't sleep for almost one night. He held the ring and cried all night. It was like playing a pantomime. He was silent. Only the bitter taste of tears slipped to his mouth and let him feel the taste of leaving.

It was almost dawn. He turned to face the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty and looked at the face engraved by the arc.

"Nange, you are so good, you don't know how good you are..."