The first thousand one hundred and ninety-nine chapters
Chapter 1,199 Family Matters
After getting acquainted with Zhuang Rui's friends, Timur and Wuyun Qiqige were no longer so afraid. The boldness of the grassland people was clearly revealed at this moment. After a short rest, Qiqige actually brought Zhuang Rui's children
, the horse started galloping in the manor.
After seeing Zhuang's mother, Timur, who was Zhuang Rui's sworn brother, knelt down and kowtowed three times to the old man, and then gave the gifts brought from the prairie to Zhuang's mother and Zhuang Rui's.
Wife Qin Xuanbing.
Mother Zhuang also liked this cheap godson very much. In order to take care of the living habits of the prairie people, she arranged to buy live sheep and held a grand bonfire party in the manor in the evening.
Although Ouyang Jun was interested in talking to Zhuang Rui about the construction of Genghis Khan's mausoleum, he also knew that Zhuang Rui had been away from home for more than two months, and he was sensible enough not to disturb him.
"Hey, don't be careless, the children are in the outer room..."
Qin Xuanbing angrily opened Zhuang Rui's hand on her waist. Although Qin Xuanbing could understand the fact that her husband had been away from home for more than two months, it did not mean that she was willing.
"Hey, they're all asleep. Xuan Bing, let's sleep too..."
After the two children had dinner, they played horseback riding with Qiqige for a long time. After taking a bath, they fell asleep as soon as they touched the pillow. Of course, this was all due to the effect of Zhuang Rui's spiritual energy.
"Don't touch there. Hey, Zhuang Rui, wait, I have something serious to talk to you about..."
Zhuang Rui's big hand seemed to have magic power, making Qin Xuanbing's body go limp. However, Qin Xuanbing still firmly grabbed Zhuang Rui's hand and prevented him from entering her grassy place.
"What's the matter? Xuan Bing, a good night is too short. Let's talk about it tomorrow..."
Looking at Qin Xuanbing's lofty and undulating chest, Zhuang Rui swallowed hard. He really began to doubt whether he was right or wrong in thinking about excavating ancient tombs all day long? If he has the time to be gentle with his wife a few times, it would be more important!
The mausoleum of Genghis Khan and the imperial seal are all floating clouds at this moment. The man's lower body thinking laws are controlling Zhuang Rui's behavior at this time.
"No, there's something serious..."
Qin Xuanbing rolled her eyes at Zhuang Rui angrily and said, "Next Wednesday is my grandpa's eightieth birthday. You have to go back to Hong Kong with me..."
When Zhuang Rui heard this, most of his lust dissipated. He turned over and sat up, and said, "What? Grandpa's eightieth birthday? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I need to prepare some gifts..."
Zhuang Rui respects Mr. Qin very much. In the 1950s and 1960s, the Qin family's jewelry store was just a small gold and silver processing workshop. After nearly half a century of hard work by the old man, now in the international jewelry industry, it is also a small gold and silver processing workshop.
It is a large jewelry company with a great reputation.
"How should I tell you? I couldn't find you on the phone. You called me and hung up after saying a few words in a hurry. How could I have the chance to tell you?"
The more Qin Xuanbing thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved. She found the soft flesh of Zhuang Rui's waist with her right hand and pinched it hard.
"Well, it's my fault. Oh, wife, please be gentler..."
Despite the severe pain in his waist, Zhuang Rui kept smiling. This was something he did wrong. He shouldn't have reminded his elders of their birthdays at all.
"The day after tomorrow, which is Friday, I have to attend the press conference of the Ministry of Culture. Let's take a boat from Tianjin Port to Hong Kong on Saturday..."
Zhuang Rui calculated his schedule, and found that apart from the press conference, there was nothing else important. As for the preparations for the construction of Genghis Khan's mausoleum, it would naturally be up to Ouyang's fourth brother to do more work.
And for Zhuang Rui, the excavation of Genghis Khan's mausoleum has now been completed. Although there are many important cultural relics in the later period, they are much inferior to the jade seal passed down from the country.
Zhuang Rui always puts his head first and not the bottom when doing things. He is also self-aware. In terms of business ability, he is not as good as Huangfu Yun. Although he is also from finance, his ability to manage accounts is not as good as Yunman's. He might as well let them run the business.
Qin Xuanbing was still satisfied with Zhuang Rui's attitude, but then she frowned and said, "What about Brother Timur and Wu Yunqiqige? You invited people to Beijing, you can't run away by yourself, right?"
"That's true..."
Zhuang Rui scratched his head. He was going to Yuquan Mountain to meet the old man tomorrow, and he would definitely not have time to accompany Timur and the others. After attending the press conference the day after tomorrow, he was going to Hong Kong immediately, and he really had no time at all.
"Let's do this. I'll ask Fourth Brother to find someone to take them out tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then handle the procedures for them to go to Hong Kong. We'll go together the day after tomorrow to let them see the corruption of capitalist society..."
After Zhuang Rui thought for a moment, he laughed. His hands became dishonest again. He walked upstream from Qin Xuanbing's waist and pinched the plump part hard.
"You man, please be gentle..."
Qin Xuanbing, who was already in love, couldn't help but yelled, her whole body went limp, and she touched the bedside with one hand. The room suddenly became dark, and two heavy breathing sounds were heard.
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Early the next morning, Zhuang Rui, who had a sore back and legs but was full of energy, accompanied Timur and Wu Yunqiqige to have breakfast, and Ouyang Jun also brought the two of them to the manor.
When Zhuang Rui was having dinner, he told Timur about the arrangements for the past few days. Originally, Timur was planning to stay in Beijing for a few days and then go back. However, at Zhuang Rui's insistence, he could only agree to go with Zhuang Rui.
I went to Hong Kong for a walk.
After Wu Yunqiqige called Battelle to communicate, she agreed. After all, for this little girl, the attraction of an international metropolis like Hong Kong is also very strong.
"Fourth brother, why are you looking so grim? When you meet the old man, you are not meeting King Yama. What's the matter?"
After Timur and Qiqige went to Beijing with Ouyang Jun's people, Zhuang Rui drove his mother and Qin Xuanbing to Yuquan Mountain to meet the old man. Ouyang Jun didn't want to come, but he had something to talk to Zhuang Rui.
Then he followed reluctantly.
"King Yama is still reasonable, but the old man is unreasonable..."
Ouyang Jun glanced at his sister-in-law secretly and murmured in a low voice: "If he hadn't stopped what happened to my sister-in-law back then, what would have happened..."
"Okay, fourth brother, believe it or not, I'm going to throw you off the bus right now?"
Zhuang Rui interrupted Ouyang Jun angrily. It seemed that this brother was really afraid of the old man to his core. He actually used his mother's affairs to sow discord. Who is he?
"Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma..."
After arriving at the old man's residence in Yuquan Mountain, the two old men were walking in the yard, followed by several medical staff. Zhuang Rui and Ouyang Jun walked over and said hello respectfully.
"It's Xiao Rui and Xiao Jun, why don't you bring Fang Fangyuan over here?" Grandma took Zhuang Rui's hand with a kind face.
"Grandma, the children are too noisy, I'm afraid it will affect your rest..."
Zhuang Rui smiled and supported his grandma, and silently injected a spiritual energy into her body. At their age, the body's various skills have deteriorated greatly. Even if the spiritual energy enters the body, there is no obvious reaction.
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"It's not noisy, it's not noisy, it's lively..." The old lady smiled happily.
"Hmph, partiality, my son is still your great-grandson..." Ouyang Jun raised his eyes and saw his grandfather five meters away, and he bravely muttered in a low voice.
"Little bastard, you are the only one who talks a lot. Xuan Bing, Xiaowan, come here, let's talk in the room..."
When the old lady saw her husband waving to Zhuang Rui, she knew that he had something to talk to Zhuang Rui, so she quickly called her daughter and grandson's wife to come into the house. As for Ouyang Jun, he had already followed him in hastily.
"Grandpa, you are getting younger and younger as you live..."
Zhuang Rui stepped forward and supported Ouyang Gang. A strong spiritual energy seeped into the old man's skin silently. For this old man who had lived for nearly a century, Zhuang Rui knew that some things could not be hidden.
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However, no one has pierced this layer of window paper. Even Zhuang Rui's uncles only vaguely know about it and occasionally go to Zhuang Rui's courtyard house or manor to have Zhuang Rui perform "acupuncture".
"Do more things for the country and worry less about personal gains and losses..."
Ouyang Gang didn't say much. After saying a few words, he didn't spend any more time. After letting Zhuang Rui support him and walked around the yard twice, he continued: "Your Grandpa Song is not in good health recently. I'll go over and take a look..."
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"Hey, I'll go there later..."
Zhuang Rui agreed. He had a phone call with Song Jun who was far away in Africa some time ago, and he had not heard him mention this matter. I think it happened in the past few days.
The old man pointed to a piece of writing on the stone table in the courtyard and said: "Well, this piece of writing is for you, take it away with you..."
"Okay, grandpa's calligraphy treasure, you can't even buy it..." Zhuang Rui smiled and patted the horse.
"Okay, let's go to Lao Song's house and disturb my peace..."
A smile appeared on the old man's face. Although he was very dissatisfied with the stubborn and unlucky son-in-law, he liked his grandson a hundred times.
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"Where is all this? Am I that arrogant?"
After coming out of Mr. Song's courtyard, Zhuang Rui also had a piece of calligraphy in his hand. Looking at these two inscriptions, Zhuang Rui couldn't laugh or cry, but he was also quite touched by the good intentions of the two old men.
What Ouyang Gang gave to Zhuang Rui was only the word "Zangzhuo", but the old man wrote these two words with sharpness and murderous intent throughout his life of killing. It might be more appropriate to replace it with the word "Zhangyang".
As for the four characters "rarely confused" written by Mr. Song, the pen is round and the lines are smooth, which is quite a bit like Zheng Banqiao's calligraphy.
"I will keep a lower profile from now on..."
Zhuang Rui is not stupid. Of course he knows the meaning behind these two words. He is already wondering if he will hide his clumsiness again at tomorrow's press conference?
