Song Zhanjin was shocked.
He turned around with a wary look on his face, and was stunned when he saw the person in front of him.
He rubbed his eyes hard, again and again, and even slapped himself, but the figure in front of him still did not disappear.
"Oh my god... is this a ghost?"
It's like looking in a mirror in the middle of the night and seeing your reflection, but your reflection seems to have a will of its own, moving completely differently from the person in front of you.
Song Xiu looked at the young man in front of him.
It was so familiar and kind that the affection in his heart couldn't help but overflow.
Uncontrollably, Song Xiu walked up to Song Zhanjin and raised his hand to touch his head.
Song Zhanjin was furious.
Damn it, do you think you can just touch my head?
Ever since I became an adult, no one dares to touch my head except my wife, not even my dad or mom!
"Who are you? Why are you here?!"
Seeing the man in front of him who was as handsome as himself, Song Xiu's eyes suddenly showed a sense of crisis and a hint of anger.
What's the meaning?
The reason why Lin Wanjun was reluctant to let him know this secret was because there was a pretty boy hidden in the space... Oh, there was a pretty boy hidden in the space?
No! This isn't a gigolo! This is an old gigolo!
Although this man is handsome, he looks to be at least forty years old...
Thinking of this, Song Zhanjin suddenly felt confident and even straightened his back.
Well, I'm younger than him, so I win!
Song Xiu had already recognized the identity of the young man in front of him.
Arrogant, unruly, with heroic look between his brows and murderous aura emanating from his body, he should be the youngest generation of the Song family and Junjun's husband.
What was the brat's name that Junjun called the other day?
Oh, yes, his name is Song Zhanjin!
Song Xiu put his hands behind his back, with kindness and tenderness in his eyes, and spoke with a smile.
"Are you Song Zhanjin?"
Song Zhanjin's face was full of vigilance and hostility.
"How do you know me?"
"How do you say I know you? Of course Jun-jun told me."
These words made Song Zhanjin jealous.
What what?
What was his name just now? Junjun?
Ha, this is so funny. How dare this wild man call his wife by her nickname so affectionately?
What? You don’t think Song Zhanjin is a vegetarian, do you?
Song Zhanjin was so angry that he stepped forward and grabbed Song Xiu by the collar.
"You called me Junjun too? Who do you think you are? How dare you set your sights on my wife?"
Song Xiu was offended, but he was not angry. Instead, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Shameful!
How shameful!
The men of the Song family are good in everything except their brains, especially when it comes to emotions, they are simply stubborn.
Once you set your mind on a woman, you will stick to her until the end. You won't turn back even if you hit a wall, and you won't give up even if you cross the Yellow River. It's really... genetic!
"We're family, so what should I call her if not Junjun?"
Song Xiu tried to break free from Song Zhanjin's grip, but the guy was so strong that he was no match for him.
"What should I call her? Call her Miss Lin, call her Comrade Lin, call her Xiao Lin, but never Junjun!"
Song Zhanjin yelled loudly.
"Only I can call you Junjun!"
Song Xiu frowned slightly.
"What are you yelling about? What are you yelling about? Even if you're right, it doesn't matter how loud you are, let alone if you're wrong!"
Pulling Song Zhanjin's hand away, Song Xiu said, "Your parents also call her Junjun, right? Your grandparents also call her Junjun, right? Then why can't I call her that?"
"Who are you to call me that? Are you my dad? Are you my grandpa? Who the hell do you think you are?"
Song Zhanjin is aggressive, but he is very eloquent.
Song Xiu was so angry that he laughed.
He said, "I'm not your father, and I'm not your grandfather, but your father has to call me Grandpa when he sees me, and your grandfather has to call me Dad when he sees me. So who do you think I am?"
Song Zhanjin was stunned for three seconds and failed to understand the logical relationship.
What grandpa and dad? You're just taking advantage of me!
Grabbing Song Xiu's collar again and about to go crazy, Lin Wanjun rushed in and slapped Song Zhanjin on the back of the head.
"You're crazy! Let go of me!"
Song Zhanjin was slapped by his wife for no reason, and he was so angry that his eyes turned red.
"Not only did you hide a wild man, but you also beat me up for him! Are you...are you...doing something wrong?!"
Instead of apologizing, Lin Wanjun kicked Song Zhanjin several times.
"Shut up! What wild man? If you can't speak, don't say anything!"
After scolding Song Zhanjin, Lin Wanjun looked at Song Xiu with an apologetic look.
Song Xiu smiled and waved his hand.
"It's okay. All men in the Song family behave like this. Compared to his grandfather's behavior back then, he has become much more restrained!"
Well, it’s a family tradition, it’s inherited!
Song Zhanjin still looked angry.
"Who are you? Why are you talking about my grandfather in an elder's tone?"
Lin Wanjun rolled her eyes and had the urge to pry open Song Zhanjin's head and stuff some of his brains into it.
It’s not Big Brother. The person in front of you looks almost exactly like you. Aren’t you curious?
You are just a love-sick person, and you keep calling your great-grandfather a wild man?
You unfilial descendant!
Lin Wanjun took a few deep breaths and kicked Song Zhanjin on the butt.
"Don't you realize that you look a lot like him?"
Song Zhanjin rubbed his butt which was hurt by his wife's kick, with an unconvinced look on his face.
"What do you mean I look like him? It's obviously him who looks like me! Wife, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why are you keeping a fake when you have the real thing?"
"He's old, weak, and... Ouch, my dear, it hurts!"
Before she could finish her words, Lin Wanjun gritted her teeth and twisted Song Zhanjin's ear.
"Song Zhanjin, can you shut up?"
Afraid that his wife would really twist his ears off in anger, Song Zhanjin shut up with an unwilling look on his face.
"Then tell me, who is he? And why are you hiding him here?"
Song Zhanjin rubbed his twisted ear with a wronged look on his face, like a resentful husband.
Lin Wanjun glanced at Song Xiu.
"Grandpa, do you want to introduce him yourself, or should I tell him?"
Song Xiu felt a little disgusted.
"Just tell me, he looks like he's not very smart. It's too much trouble to explain!"
Song Zhanjin was unhappy when he heard this and was about to explode again, but was stopped by his wife's killing look.
Okay, okay, my dear, I was wrong!
Lin Wanjun took a deep breath and looked at Song Zhanjin.
"Do you still remember your great-grandfather?"
Song Zhanjin answered subconsciously.
"Of course I remember. My great-grandfather was a hero during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. He was the spiritual leader of the Song family who steadfastly joined the army to defend the country. He was also my idol."
"Where was my great-grandfather buried after his death?"
"The Song Family Cemetery, but technically, my great-grandfather's tomb is empty because his body has never been found... Holy crap!"
Song Zhanjin was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized something.
He was stunned at first, then jumped up as if stimulated.
He stared at Song Xiu in front of him with extremely shocked eyes, his lips trembling so much that he could hardly speak.
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