Lazy cancer late stage

The next day Yang An went to Song Xiaowai's dormitory first, brought him out, and then drove to the downstairs of Yang Zhi's house.

The young master Yangzhi dawdled for a long time before he was slowly dragged downstairs by Songsang.

"Have you brought all the documents?"

"Bring them all."

Yang An nodded.

Song Xiaowai obviously hasn't gotten used to the fact that Songsang has recognized him, so he doesn't dare to go forward for a while.Songsang took the initiative to sit in the back seat and leaned against him.

"dad."

Compared with Song Xiaowai, Songsang's acceptance has no psychological barrier at all.This surprised Yang An, he thought he would be slowed down for at least two days.

And Yangzhi sat next to Songsang, he wrote the manuscript last night until the early morning, and put his weight on Songsang as soon as he got in the car.

The paternity test was proposed by Yang An, but neither Songsang nor Song Xiaowai had any objections. After all, getting the certificate from the hospital is really reassuring.

Looking up to the bank and talking to the people in the back seat while driving, "Uncle, how can you be sure that Songsang is your child? He was only about one year old when he left."

Songsang also felt strange and looked at his father.

Song Xiaowai rubbed his nose, "At first I really didn't recognize him, I just thought he looked a bit like a nephew of mine. Then I saw a mole on his ear." Saying that, he looked at Songsang's right ear .

Songsang was taken aback, is there a mole on his ear?Couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

With his eyes closed, Yang Zhi suddenly said, "Yes."

"Really?" Songsang didn't notice it for so many years.

"Yeah." Yang Zhi said, "It's not big, it's quite cute."

Songsang blushed at what he said, and then looked at Song Xiaowai's face, afraid that he would see something.But Song Xiaowai obviously didn't think about anything.

"Our Song family has them on our ears." As he spoke, Song Xiaowai lifted the hair next to his ear, revealing a small mole.

Without a mirror, Songsang couldn't see his own, but when he saw Song Xiaowai's body, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had indeed seen it on himself, but he just didn't pay attention.

"really have."

Song Xiaowai let down her hair and looked into Songsang's ear, "Your grandfather and your younger brother have both."

Songsang was taken aback.

Ten minutes later, Yangan parked the car firmly at the gate of the court.

Song Xiao was stunned, "Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"I checked the paternity test process last night, and it's not as simple as we thought." Yang An was also glad that he had a week's vacation, otherwise he wouldn't have time to accompany them.

Small people like Song Xiaowai have an inexplicable tension and resistance to places like courts and procuratorates.Still he nodded.

A group of people entered the door of the court.

Fill out the power of attorney first.Photocopies of identity cards and birth certificates.Then came the photoshoot, and finally the blood draw.

The procedure is not complicated, but it is not convenient to come to this kind of place, and it takes a lot of time to queue up.

It was already noon when Songsang and Song Xiaowai came out of the courthouse clutching the wound on their fingertips.

Yang An breathed a sigh of relief, "Then just wait for the result."

Songsang also breathed a sigh of relief, "Yeah." To be honest, he was a little apprehensive, if the person in front of him was not his father...he thought it should be impossible.

"I'm hungry." Yang Zhi said.

It was really not easy for him to follow him all morning.Songsang asked: "What do you want to eat? I just sent you to school after eating."

"Hmm... hot pot."

It's such a cold day, it's a good idea to eat hot pot, and everyone has no opinion.

Yangan drove to a hot pot restaurant, where the pots are small pots, one for each person.Songsang twitched the corners of her mouth, "Is it good to eat a big pot to create an atmosphere?"

"Be hygienic."

Yang Zhi was aroused by the smell of hot pot, so he found a seat and sat down to order.

Songsang saw him make a row of ticks fiercely, and grabbed the menu in fright, "I'll order."

"I want to eat." Yang Zhi felt wronged.

"You can't eat all of them, you can't finish it."

"I can finish eating."

"I can't hold you to death." Songsang recalled the energy he used to eat before, he would eat as much as he could, never too much, like a goldfish that doesn't feel full.This way of eating is very harmful to the body.

Songsang cut out half of the row of meat dishes that Yang Zhi had just ordered, and handed the menu to Yang An, "Brother Yang An, you can order."

Yang An looked at him amusedly, and pushed the menu in front of Song Xiaowai, "I'd better order it, uncle, I'm afraid you won't like what I ordered."

Song Xiaowai quickly waved his hands, "It's okay, just eat."

Seeing them refusing for a long time, I stopped the fire, grabbed the menu and started to tick.Songsang hastily moved over and touched his head.

"You don't want to eat lettuce, what would you like?"

"Or beer? What kind of beer do you drink this day?"

"Why do you order ham when you have bacon, idiot!"

"Oh, no, no, there are too many beef orders, up to five servings, not enough for you to add more."

"..."

Song Xiaowai, who was opposite him, was taken aback.

Yang An drank tea calmly, "They've always been like this, don't worry."

After finally ordering, the waiter quickly brought up the four small pots.

While waiting for the pot to boil, Song Xiaowai looked for something to chat with Yang Zhi, and asked kindly, "Is Yang Zhi right? Where do you go to school?"

"N is big." Yang Zhi answered with dignity.

"University N?" Song Xiaowai was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in surprise, "University N. How are you studying?"

"Senior."

"That's about to graduate."

"Ah."

"What do you want to do in the future?"

"Free man."

Song Xiaowai didn't understand what it meant, but Yangan and Songsang understood that it meant that he didn't plan to find a job, and that he could support himself by writing manuscripts.

This is someone else's talent, don't be envious.Songsang thought about himself, if he hadn't met Yangzhi, he would still be a thief, or he had already entered the pipeline, or he was wandering around a certain construction site or on the street.

The pumpkin pie was served quickly, and Yang Zhi swallowed it in two bites. Songsang had no choice but to hand him her portion, "Eat less, I won't be able to eat your meat later."

"Then help me eat."

"I can't eat either."

After eating a meal for more than an hour, he looked up lazily and didn't want to move, and began to feel sleepy.Songsang lifted him up, "It's time for you to go to class."

"I don't want to go, I want to skip class."

When skipping class, he spoke so confidently, Songsang pinched his waist, "If I don't go, I won't make dinner."

"Hmm~"

"Hey, let's go."

Only then did Yang Zhi get up slowly and get into Yang An's car.

Yang An sent him to school, and then sent the two father and son in the car to Yang Zhi's home.

As soon as Song Xiaowai got off the car, he was going to the supermarket, "I have to go to work."

Songsang looked at the dark and thin old man in front of him, feeling a bit unbearable, but with his current level, he couldn't support him at all.

Yang An suddenly said: "Uncle, you quit your job over there."

"what?"

"I'll reschedule a job for you."

As soon as he said this, both Songsang and Song Xiaowai looked over.

"It's nothing special. It's easier to be a gatekeeper in the park. You don't have to do anything. You just need to sit in the pavilion at the park entrance every day."

Song Xiaowai hesitated, "Will this... be inconvenient?"

"It's okay." Yang An smiled and said, "It's just that the salary is not high, more than 2000. But I will help you pay the insurance."

Although it is not high, it is enough to feed Song Xiaowai.He was a little excited and rubbed his hands, "Really?"

"Well, I'll take you there tomorrow."

Songsang also had bright eyes, "Brother Yang'an, thank you so much."

Yang An raised the corners of his lips, "Anyway, you paid me back the money, and I still owe you a favor."

"Hey." Songsang smiled and narrowed her eyes.