Chapter 765 Grown-up Children
Song Ziyi threw his schoolbag on his shoulder and stood under the big locust tree at the school gate, waiting for his younger brother Song Ziyan to come out.
Song Ziyi is the steamed bun and Song Ziyan is the glutinous rice ball.
The two brothers are one year apart in age, so they are not in the same grade, but they are in the same school.
The teachers and classmates at school couldn't help but shake their heads when they mentioned these two brothers.
They are obviously two brothers from the same family. The elder one is a complete academic loser, while the younger one is the pride of their school and a natural born academic master.
Both of them have always dominated the rankings of their school. The younger brother is at the top and the older brother is at the bottom.
Song Ziyi had no choice, as his physical talent in sports was beyond his younger brother's reach.
Even if Song Ziyan trained hard in sports, there was still a huge gap between him and himself.
But when he saw those math problems and English letters, he felt dizzy.
He is good at cheating, but he is not good at this. After reciting two ancient poems and ancient essays, Song Ziyi will faint immediately.
Song Ziyan is far 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 even wear the same pair of 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, we've been waiting for you for a long time, hurry up, let's run home together."
Song Ziyi waved and saw his younger brother coming out with his schoolbag and waving goodbye to his classmates.
The middle school they attend is about 5km away from home.
The two brothers never take the bus or ride bicycles. They always run. They go to school, run, and go home from school, run.
Every day is equivalent to doing 10km of cross-country running.
Especially the books in the schoolbags. Every day, many students leave unused books in the desks and only take home the textbooks for homework. The two of them almost want to carry all the textbooks in their schoolbags.
For them, it's just simple weight-bearing exercises.
From the time they were five years old until now, the years of training have never stopped.
The 10km weighted cross-country run every day is just a joke for the two brothers.
Under their father's guidance, the two of them have already made great progress.
If the human traffickers who kidnapped them when they were children came back to kidnap them, they would 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, they are actually almost the same height.
Song Ziyan smiled and waved to his classmates, put his schoolbag on his shoulders, and ran quickly towards his brother.
“Brother!”
The two people chased each other and finally walked in breathlessly.
Song Ziyi is still slightly better.
The twin brothers Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, who live next door to our house, are now eight years old and are playing a transformation game.
The two of them often exchange clothes, making it impossible for others to tell them apart.
Seeing the eldest and second brothers, Song Zijing and Song Ziwen hurried into the house. The two little girls could not get any benefits from the eldest and second brothers at all.
Who can blame my second brother for having such sharp eyes? He can tell everything clearly with just a glance.
If they try to play tricks in front of the eldest and second brothers, they are simply seeking death.
From childhood to adulthood, they have suffered countless times at the hands of their eldest and second brothers. The final result was that they were punished to run cross-country or squat in horse stance. The two little girls have suffered enough.
Song Ziyan and Song Moting don't look very similar. Seriously speaking, Song Ziyan did not inherit the good looks of his parents.
His face cannot be called handsome, but it is very distinctive. His eyes are very beautiful and are something that many people have never seen before.
Ink-black eyes, thick eyelashes, black hair, and a facial expression that is sensitive yet firm and slightly indifferent.
The hint of indifference in his expression sometimes makes him look very similar to Song Moting.
His chin was a little longer, his cheekbones were a little higher, and his nose was slightly hooked. Thanks to his eyes and sexy lips, he could be considered ugly otherwise.
Song Ziyan often felt dissatisfied with his appearance.
He wanted to be as warm and handsome as his father, or as beautiful and strong as his mother, but unfortunately, everyone who saw him was amazed, but regretful.
Because he looks masculine.
But my eldest brother is not like that. On the contrary, he is more like Song Moting, who is generous and gentle.
The phoenix eyes are always smiling, the corners of the mouth are always raised, and there is never any indifference on her face.
In everyone's eyes, the eldest brother is a good-talking, gentle and generous person, but he is more like the mean and indifferent class representative.
The problem is, who could know in private that the two brothers have opposite personalities.
He is gentle, generous and soft-hearted, while his elder brother is cold and ruthless, as cold as a piece of hard stone.
"Come back and take a shower. Doctor Jiang is cooking today and is making beef steamed dumplings. The earlier you arrive, the better."
Bai Yiyi said with a smile through the kitchen window.
Bai Yiyi is already a seventeen-year-old girl.
I graduated from medical university a long time ago.
Since he is a genius, skipping three levels is no problem for him and he has green lights all the way.
Now all the graduate students have graduated.
Soon to be an intern at Ho Yan 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 exquisite steamed dumplings in the steamer and turn on the fire.
"Boy, your mom finally got a break today. Do you want to continue running 5 kilometers? Your dad is sitting over there in the living room."
Jiang Xiaoxiao threatened with a smile, and Song Ziyi indeed shrank his head, with a hint of flattery in his voice.
"Mom, the dumplings you make are unmatched in the world. I'm starving."
She blinked her eyes and gave Jiang Xiaoxiao a wink.
Bai Yiyi smiled.
"Get lost, you little bastard."
This child has been able to adapt to changing circumstances since he was young.
Song Ziyi is the most naughty one.
But everyone likes this guy.
Although Song Ziyi is smooth-talking and seems to be out of touch, he will always protect anyone in the family who is bullied.
He is a boy who dares to fight for his family.
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at her eldest son, who served as 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 run away.
This teacher is really something. It’s just that the homework is not completed. What can he do? Those questions know him, but he doesn’t know them.
Jiang Xiaoxiao shook her head and sighed. This child has never been serious about studying. Logically speaking, he is a smart kid, but he just doesn't know anything about studying.
Jiang Xiaoxiao is very worried about Baozi's future.
In the future society, if Baozi doesn't have any skills, will he have to join the army?
This is Baozi's only talent.
Song Moting said that Baozi seemed to be born to succeed him and he had never seen such a smart and talented child.
However, Song Moting was in danger several times because his peach survived.
You will always die.
If Baozi follows Song Moting's old path in the future, who will protect Baozi for the rest of his life?
Song Ziyan stood on tiptoes to help her mother arrange the dumplings. After Fang Xiaohui became paralyzed, this girl has been living with Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others.
Song Mohuan didn't mention it. The existence of this child was a shame to him, so he just pretended that he didn't exist.
Naturally, no one else mentioned it.
Perhaps only Fang Xiaohui knows how her life is going.
Song Mohuan works in the hospital almost twenty-four hours a day and never goes home.
Song Ziqing, Fang Xiaohui's most beloved daughter, is now twelve years old, but she has obviously inherited Fang Xiaohui's vanity. It is said that besides loving to dress up, she also likes to play with those gangsters in school all day long.
No one can control her anyway.
Apart from losing her temper every day, her mother mostly kept telling her that Jiang Xiaoxiao was her enemy, Song Mohuan was a heartless scumbag, her grandparents were biased, and her great-grandparents were old and stubborn.
I never cared whether she was happy or not, or whether she was living a good life.
Of course, Song Mohuan really didn't treat them mother and daughter badly. The family hired a nanny and they lived a carefree life. The most he did was not want to see them.
It seems that no one remembers the girl named Song Ziyan.
"Yan Yan, be careful not to burn your hands. Go play with your brothers and sisters. Your aunt and mom are here. Go ahead!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao felt sorry for the child. She didn't know if the child knew something or was just sensitive since childhood. Apart from being close to them, the child was almost unsociable with outsiders.
He had almost no interaction with his classmates and was an anomaly in the eyes of his teachers.
The teacher also talked to Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting. They thought that the child had intellectual problems, was withdrawn and unsociable, and most importantly, was terrible at studying and had no chance of taking exams. The teacher and the school suggested that the child could go to a special education school.
Jiang Xiaoxiao is also worried about this.
Normal diagnosis, Jiang Xiaoxiao believes that Song Ziyan has autism.
With such a disease, what will happen to this child in the future?
Her pills currently don't treat autism.
Other peach juices can at most make Song Ziyan as healthy as a calf, but they cannot cure autism.
Fortunately, this child is close to Jiang Xiaoxiao and listens to her in everything.
Sure enough, Song Ziyan frowned, but still nodded obediently and went out to find her elder and second brothers.
All her brothers and sisters in the family like her very much.
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 knew everything.
Who made her an alien from another world?
I almost died on the first day I arrived.
When she gave birth prematurely, she knew that she was not a good mother.
And the strange thing is that this mother is not human.
He actually wanted to throw her away.
It's a pity that she, a great interstellar devil, has to face such a situation and is helpless.
Trapped in this body, she could only sigh and lament.
Fortunately, someone took her back.
A gentle voice was protecting her in front of her. The moment Song Ziyan saw Jiang Xiaoxiao, she almost fainted.
The sister who sacrificed herself for her in her previous life turned out to be 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 doesn't matter if you are a useless person.
She doesn't care anyway.
Fortunately, the broken system of that black-hearted mother has been directly absorbed by his own StarCraft system.
Song Ziyan feels very happy to be able to live happily with her sister.
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