rebirth of the nasty

On Sunday morning, Fang Zijin was woken up again by the song of ghosts and animals, so until he finished washing, his whole body was still shrouded in low air pressure.While listening to the buzzing sound of the electric toothbrush, I used it to poke my teeth twice: I made a mistake, and I forgot to set the alarm clock in advance.

The system did not continue to train him, but quietly studied online: anyway, the rules did not send new task messages to the host, and it did not have a plan for Fang Zijin's road to Internet celebrity. look up.

Jin Muyun finally had a good night's sleep last night. As for the unhappiness in the dream the night before, it had already dissipated because of this good sleep, so when he saw Fang Zijin wearing a sea blue headband on his head and wearing a navy blue The sweatshirt came downstairs, but he nodded in a good mood: Yes, it is much more pleasing to the eye.

"Why did Zijin wake up a little late today? Did he stay in bed?" He was even more in the mood to joke with the other party.

Fang Zijin was not annoyed either, he found that he was very tolerant of Jin Muyun now - he would have lost his temper as he used to in the second grade; and how should I put it, I feel that there is someone who cares about me so much, it is really good of.

But it was not easy to explain to him that it was the fault of the system, so he nodded casually.

Judging from Fang Zijin's state of mind just now, his response was actually a little perfunctory and not so sincere; but in the eyes of Jin Muyun and Du Xian, who had formed a stereotype of him as a "rebellious boy", he was very typical. Tsundere.

And Fang Zijin quickly added a sentence under the reminder of the system to "answer other people's questions politely": "Brother, let's go for a run, there will be more people later." Changing the subject is barely considered Did you answer it?

Jin Muyun nodded, and when Fang Zijin came downstairs, the two went out together.

The only shortcoming of the Jin family's old house is that it cannot be like the villa area where Jin Tuizhi lives, or each family has a well-planned and functional open space, or there are some public exercise facilities.Probably because the warlord who built the house had no aesthetics at the time, this house is just a beautifully repaired two-story western-style building, and the rest of the house has nothing to do with it, such as pavilions, pavilions, gardens and ponds. Flat open space.It was only after Jin Wenbo moved in that people cleared up the open space and dug a garage underneath, planting some flowers and trees on it to make it look better.But flowers and trees, let’s put some equipment there, it looks like the park next door for old men and women’s morning exercises.Fortunately, the Jin family, who are still somewhat aesthetic, did not install these things in the yard.

As one of the most famous rich people in Jinshi, the only way for Jin Muyun to do morning exercises for so many years is to go out and run laps in such a down-to-earth way, which surprised Fang Zijin.

He also discussed with the system at the beginning, and felt that it was too embarrassing to meet passers-by when he went out to run laps, so he wanted to run on the treadmill at home, but the system said: "Look at your brother, he is not embarrassed, why are you embarrassed?" Woolen cloth?"

Fang Zijin was speechless: It makes sense, Jin Muyun has been running for more than 20 years, and he has never seen embarrassment.

But it's still very puzzling: Mingming Jin Muyun has a special room with a lot of fitness equipment, and I've seen him use it, why is he so obsessed with going out for a morning run.

Thinking of this, he took advantage of the two of them stopping to buy water in a street supermarket and asked a casual question.

Jin Muyun was slightly raising his head to drink from a mineral water bottle.There were a few drops of sweat dripping down his cheeks before, but when he raised his head, he suddenly turned a corner and sank into his temples, sticking a few strands of hair there.He pursed his lips, swallowed the water in his mouth, smiled and said, "You can practice at any time in the house, it doesn't need to take up the morning time, and I'm used to going out for a run too."

Fang Zijin nodded: "That's right, I remember seeing you running every morning when I was only seven or eight years old. It's been more than 20 years, right?"

Jin Muyun didn't continue this topic, he put the cap on the bottle carelessly, held the bottle neck with one hand, and asked instead: "Does it feel okay? Or go back after running for a while?"

Fang Zijin's throat was so sweet from running just now, and now he has recovered a lot after drinking half a bottle of water and resting for a while. After assessing his condition, he said, "I think I can still run two blocks!"

Jin Muyun saw that he was so tired while supporting his legs, and his mouth was still stubborn, and suddenly remembered that on the night of Fang Zijin's tenth birthday, he gave him a special clay figurine brought back from Beijing, but he threw it on the ground. The matter of collecting dust in the corner came—but the two things were clearly unrelated.

Of course, Jin Muyun had to admit that he was too insincere at that time, and he gave the same clay figurines to the children of several relatives, and he was somewhat neglected.

But that can't be helped, if you stop and stop, you will be subject to chaos.

Thinking of this, the screws in Jin Muyun's heart that had become a little loose due to getting along with each other these days were tightened again, and he put on his smiling mask again: "Okay, then let's run again."

If he is really a brother who cares about his younger brother, shouldn't he be told not to run away?

Fang Zijin was cheerful, he didn't notice anything wrong, he really wanted to compare his physical strength with his brother.

Of course the ending says it all.How could Fang Zijin, an abandoned house addicted to alcohol and staying up late, be able to compare with Jin Muyun who had a regular schedule, jogged every morning, regularly exercised and did Sanda training.

After running another street, Fang Zijin was really dying.In the past, he was afraid of carrying too much weight, so he was very scheming and threw the water away. Now he is asking for trouble, standing on the side of this long street with no shops, like a newly transformed man, but is on the verge of dying of thirst. Panting like a dead fish, he said, "This street...huh...ha...this street is too fucking long!"

As soon as Jin Muyun was interrupted by his coercive behavior, the subtle entanglement and sadness just now disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help laughing.And his brother's conscience made him hold back the corners of his upturned lips, reached out and handed the bottle of water he hadn't finished drinking to Fang Zijin: "If you don't dislike it, you can drink mine."

It’s been a while, Fang Zijin certainly doesn’t have so many picky faults, he took it and poured it down his throat, and finally recovered, and then thanked him very sincerely: “Brother, you very nice."

Jin Muyun sighed in his heart: If he was as obedient as he is now, would he be willing to pamper and kill him?

When the two returned to the old house, they were brothers and sisters respectful and harmonious again.But after breakfast, when Fang Zijin went upstairs to discuss Internet celebrities with the system, and Jin Muyun also went to the study to charge and study, Du Xian received a call, then went upstairs and knocked on the door of the study.

His expression was extremely serious, even far surpassing the one he had when Fang Zijin came home to discuss with Jin Muyun: "Young Master, Ms. Fang's condition seems to be getting worse."

Jin Muyun's face darkened when he heard the words, and asked, "What did the nursing home say?"

Du Xian was silent for a moment, before he said: "She remembered that she had a son, and then she hugged the pillow every day like a child, feeding the pillow, taking the pillow for a walk..."

Every time Du Xian said something, Jin Muyun's expression became more complicated.

According to the meaning of his parents when they were still alive, it was only for Fang Xinran to take good care of him in the Tao Ran Nursing Home in Suzhou City, but they never mentioned it—or he hadn't had time to tell Fang Zijin the truth.Originally, it would be fine if Fang Xinran kept going crazy like this, but after a few years, Fang Xinran now remembered that he still has a son, maybe he would slowly remember the past.

Then should I make a decision for my deceased parents and tell Fang Zijin the truth?But if you want to tell him, how should you speak?When he asked, are you going to say that you were born after your mother stole your father's semen and found someone to do a test-tube baby?

This truth is really funny, and it is too cruel for the parties involved in the incident.Jin Muyun is not willing to tell everything to his naughty younger brother who has suddenly recovered his innocence and loveliness.So he was silent for a while, before he said: "Uncle Du, I'm going to Suzhou City in the afternoon. The family needs to trouble you, especially Zijin."

Du Xian nodded: Now that the second young master has finally shown some signs of learning well, it is the critical period of rectification, so he should bother.

Jin Muyun said again: "Don't let him know..."

Du Xian was a little surprised when he heard this, and looked at Jin Muyun again as if to confirm, but he closed his eyes as if he was tired.But he faintly noticed that the eldest young master's attitude towards the second young master seemed to be a little different from before.

It was the time when Wang Yuan was preparing lunch. Jin Muyun simply packed up his luggage and was about to go out when he heard Fang Zijin's voice from the kitchen.

"...Aunt Wang, I know you are very good at cooking and you are very good at cooking. Roasting a duck leg must be very easy for you!"

Jin Muyun followed the sound and turned his head, just in time to see Fang Zijin gesticulating like a follower and following behind Wang Yuan who came out to get things. His attitude seemed to be asking for something, and his words really confirmed this point: "Aunt Wang Just make roasted duck legs once, I tell you that the duck legs must not be too hard or too soft, neither too fat nor too thin..."

But Wang Yuan was a little helpless: "Second Young Master, I don't know what to do with this duck leg just by hearing that!"

Jin Muyun finally guessed the cause and effect, and with a thought, he sent a text message to Zuo Xun:

"Old classmate, please send two copies of Yamen's secret roasted duck legs to my house, thank you!"

Before he had time to see Zuo Xun's reaction, he went out with his luggage.

Jin Muyun's trip was extremely hasty, so he called the driver Lin Sheng to come over, and asked Luo Qingyuan to book a hotel in Suzhou City. After all the arrangements, he finally left before noon—from Jin's house to Taoran Nursing Home where Fang Xinran was staying. It takes about three hours by car. If you go out too late, it will be dark when you get there.