After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

"When I reach the age of five, I will transform into an armored warrior, you wait for me!"

Hearing the threat of Song Xingxing crying and chirping, Song Rao finally knew what the most difficult species to deal with in this world was, women and bear children.

In the barbecue shop, he stared at Song Xingxing who had eaten his mouth full of oil, and inexplicably had a feeling that if Jiang Yi gave him such a bad thing, how could he not kill his own son?

It turned out that he was too early for this idea.

Especially when Jiang Yi walked in with a little girl from the door of the barbecue shop, Pi Xiaorou said to him without a smile, "What a coincidence, Lawyer Song, is this your brother?"

Song Rao didn't answer, perhaps in order to divert his attention, he looked at Nan Nan, who was beside Jiang Yi, and asked with an unpleasant expression, "Who is she?"

"I gave birth, my daughter." Jiang Yi patted Nannan's head, "Cute?"

"..." Hehe, I believe in you.

Nan Nan pulled the table and looked eagerly at the barbecue in Song Xingxing's bowl, and said in a milky voice, "Brother, your bowl is leaking."

Song Xingxing picked up the bowl with an upside-down button, and all the roasted meat in it fell onto the table. He replied somewhat bewilderedly, "There is no leak, and there is no hole in the bottom of the bowl."

Nannan reached out to pick up the barbecue on the table, wanting to eat meat.

Song Rao saw his forehead bulge, his cold voice gritted his teeth a bit, "Song Xingxing!"

Song Xingxing snorted, "What's your arrogance? I'm too young now, so I can't beat you. When I'm five years old, I can kill you with one punch."

"..." Another day when I wanted to throw my brother away.

"Your brother looks very healthy, he doesn't look like he just had surgery."

Jiang Yi sat down with Nan Nan in his arms, wiped her hands, and very rudely picked out the uncooked barbecued meat in Song Rao's bowl and fed it to the little girl.

Song Rao didn't change his face, and didn't panic at all, "I have two younger brothers, and the other is still in the hospital."

"Both younger brothers are called Song Xingxing?" The dark apricot eyes looked at him coldly.

Song Rao explained seriously: "The one in the hospital is the child my parents just adopted, called Song Yueyue. I'm not used to having two younger brothers, and I always call him the wrong name."

She sneered, "Why aren't you called Song Taiyang, the naming style is completely different, you are not a child of the Song family, are you?"

"That's right, he's not my brother!"

Before Song Rao spoke, Song Xingxing spoke angrily.

Jiang Yi squinted his eyes and turned to look at Song Xingxing, "Have you seen your brother before? Did he suddenly appear in your house? It's not your brother at all, right?"

"Yes! He's not my brother!" Song Xingxing glared at Song Rao, because Song Rao didn't help him roast meat, he didn't have to eat, so he was very angry.

Jiang Yi looked at him dangerously, Qin Jinchen, you pretend! You keep on pretending! !

Song Rao looked at his silly brother, frowning slightly.

Song Xingxing patted the table and stood up, still standing on the chair, pointing at Song Rao, "He is a monster from Planet Orsay! My brother was eaten by him! My brother will not be so bad to me!"

Jiang Yi: ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Seeing Jiang Yi's stagnant smile, Song Rao chuckled lightly, "My brother prefers to watch cartoons, so his thoughts will be strange."

He happily grilled some pork belly for Song Xingxing and put it in his bowl.

Jiang Yi calmed down for a while, and asked Song Xingxing slowly, "Is the pork belly delicious?"

"Good time!" He felt that his brother had defeated Orsay's monster and successfully regained his body!

"Do you know where the pork belly came from?"

Seeing Song Xingxing's puzzled appearance, Jiang Yi told him cruelly, "The pork belly is the meat of Peppa Pig. Your brother took a knife and cut Peppa Pig into small pieces."

The meat in Song Xingxing's mouth fell down, and then with a wow, he burst into tears, and the cry was so grief-stricken that it resounded through the sky.

Song Rao: "..."