"Do you take adults for fools?"
"Yes, they are just fools, aren't they? Two fools gave birth to me, and there is another fool in the room who hates me. Watching them being fooled around by me, don't you like to watch this kind of good show?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shengsheng heard Zhao Rong's concerned voice coming from the stairs: "Yicheng, what are you doing?"
Jiang Yicheng looked at Song Shengsheng and lowered his voice: "I still have a good impression of you, how do you think I should answer her?"
"Do you listen to me?"
"Of course, one must leave a way out. I can't offend Jiang Yiyu and then offend you again. If I do, I will really have no way out."
Song Shengsheng looked at him, trying to discern the truth from his words. When Zhao Rong asked the second time, she said, "Stand up and tell your mother that the fire was an accident and your brother saved us."
Jiang Yicheng smiled and hummed. He stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, changed his expression, turned around and faced the stairs, pretending to be at a loss: "Mom, I accidentally caught fire just now, and it was my brother who saved me."
Zhao Rong was so frightened that she stopped walking upstairs. She looked into Jiang Yicheng's bedroom and asked, "Where's your brother?"
"Brother is putting out the fire." He took a few steps toward the bedroom door: "The fire is out, brother, it's okay."
Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief: "How did the fire start? It's New Year's Day, don't do anything unlucky."
What she said seemed to be nothing wrong, but the more Song Shengsheng thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
When Jiang Yiyu came out of the bedroom, Song Shengsheng pulled him over and brushed off the dust on him, then glared at Jiang Yicheng in a warning tone, "You'd better behave yourself."
Because of this small fire, Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu also found a reason to leave the Jiang family early. Before leaving, Jiang Yuan, not knowing whether it was false or sincere, scolded Jiang Yicheng in front of them. Jiang Yicheng kept his head down the whole time and was protected by Zhao Rong behind him.
After leaving Jiang's house, Song Shengsheng sat in the passenger seat, holding the seat belt tightly. She recalled what Jiang Yicheng had done and was still a little frightened.
Jiang Yiyu also remained silent for a long time. Song Shengsheng couldn't help but ask, "Is there really no one who can take Jiang Yicheng to see his brain?"
Jiang Yiyu smiled helplessly: "Zhao Rong probably doesn't think there's anything wrong with her son. Who knows, she might hold today's incident against me."
"What a spoiled mother is to her child!"
"It's not that loving mothers often spoil their children, it's that like mother, like son. They are all mentally ill."
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When Wang Jing and Song Qing returned home, they saw Jiang Yiyu covered in dust and Song Shengsheng looking unhappy. They asked with concern, "What happened to you two?"
Song Shengsheng sighed deeply: "It's a long story."
Song Qing looked at Jiang Yiyu, who also sighed: "I put out the fire."
"Put out the fire?" Wang Jing was puzzled. Seeing that the two children were too tired to talk anymore, she did not ask any more questions. She just urged them to go back to the house quickly to take a bath and get rid of the bad luck.
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On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Song Ming and Wen Jing returned from Jiangcheng. It was Song Ming's first time to Mingyuan, and everything was new to him. When Wen Jing saw Jiang Yiyu, she didn't say a word. After a simple greeting, she took him aside and talked seriously and professionally about the work arrangements starting from the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.
Song Shengsheng felt tired just sitting there listening, and Song Ming yawned several times in a row.
Song Shengsheng nudged him with her elbow: "Mom even asked a master to calculate your wedding date. You can't escape this time."
Song Ming rubbed his eyes and said, "I took it seriously this time, but Wen Jing didn't take it too seriously."
"What's going on between you two?"
"Well, it was a misunderstanding, a fluke. It's a long story. Don't just stare at me. I heard that the Jiang family caught fire a few days ago?"
"You're quite well-informed."
"That's right, don't you see who your brother is? But, what's going on?"
Song Shengsheng leaned towards him, lowered her voice, and told him a rough outline of what had happened. Song Ming listened and shook his head, "What a crazy family! In comparison, your Jiang Yiyu seems normal."
"He's normal! Don't talk nonsense."
"If he were normal, would he want to throw his little pervert brother out of the window?"
"You said his brother is a little pervert."
"That can't be put into practice! Song Shengsheng, be careful he might have a tendency towards domestic violence."
"Brother! You don't understand who Brother Yi Yu is. He won't do that!"
"I was just joking."
Song Ming smiled, but saw Jiang Yiyu stood up with a sullen face and left the living room without saying a word.
Wen Jing glared at Song Ming. "If you get any louder, the grandparents living in the backyard will hear you! Also, Song Ming, I'm warning you, domestic violence is a very, very serious matter and not something to be joked about."
"I was wrong." Song Ming clasped his hands together and bowed to Song Shengsheng and Wen Jing. Song Shengsheng stood up and slapped him on the back of the head: "So annoying!"
After saying that, she trotted off to catch up with Jiang Yiyu.
Song Ming covered his head and looked at Wen Jing, who had a bad expression on her face: "Don't be angry."
Wen Jing glared at him and didn't want to pay any attention to him.
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Song Shengsheng followed Jiang Yiyu all the way back to the bedroom. Jiang Yiyu sat on the edge of the bed, pretending nothing to do, and helped her organize the books on the bedside table.
She stood in front of him and carefully reached out to touch the top of his head: "Don't be angry."
"I'm not angry, dear. What do you want to eat for lunch? Mom and Dad are not here, how about we have hot pot? Didn't you tell me yesterday that you wanted to eat mutton hot pot? Let's invite grandpa and grandma to eat together. Song Ming and Wen Jing are back too."
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