Mr. Yun and Mr. Song are really a bit like two children fighting over toys. One says that the other is uninformed, and the other is unconvinced. Generally speaking, adults would not argue about such things at all, but these two are.
If he didn't accept it, he would fight.
Upon hearing that Mr. Song had given the price of 10,000 pieces, Mr. Yun laughed loudly, with a very proud look on his face, full of disdain and disdain.
"You're a country bumpkin. You still don't want to hear it. You look like you've never seen the world. Little cute girl, tell your grandpa how precious this thing is."
It was difficult for Song Xiaomeng to act like a good girl. In front of Mr. Song, she still had to restrain herself and said softly: "Grandpa, this life-sustaining pill is not available on the market, so there is no specific price. But Lin Yuan is here
At the charity auction, a life-sustaining pill sold for a high price of 50 million, and it was bought by Yan Lijun of Western Sichuan."
"What? Fifty million?" Mr. Song's eyes changed a little when he looked at Xushengwan.
"Countryman, have you opened your eyes? This is a big gift of 400 million, and it is something you can't see on the market. Old Songtou, you are rich, please treat me to a drink, but I know that you old guy has a treasure chest of 60
Take out the Moutai wine that has been aged for 20 years. It’s time to spit out such a big harvest.”
Mr. Song gently touched the life-sustaining pill as if stroking a child. He knew that Chinese civilization was vast and unparalleled, and there were some unique things that could not be measured by money. Mr. Song could be considered a person who had gone through great storms and had seen the world.
After hearing what Mr. Yun and Song Xiaomeng said, he knew that this kind of pill must not be simple, and the effect would definitely be amazing.
Although the competition for monks at the auction will lead to an inflated price, if it can be sold for 50 million, the price of this thing will not be too far away from 50 million.
Life is priceless, and sometimes even if you have a lot of money, you may not be able to buy this unique thing.
Mr. Song carefully put away the life-sustaining pills and asked people to serve the food. As soon as Mr. Yun called, he knew what was going on. No matter how unhappy he felt, he could not neglect Mr. Yun.
When Mr. Song took out a bottle of Maotai, Mr. Yun's eyes shone with joy.
The majestic and inviolable Mr. Yun was gone, replaced by a child who looked like a child seeing candy for the first time.
"Come on, fill it up for me." Mr. Yun directly handed the wine glass to Mr. Song. Being able to take advantage of his old comrade was the happiest thing in his life.
With a depressed look on his face, Mr. Song filled a glass for Mr. Yun. Before he could pour it for himself, Mr. Yun drank it all in one gulp. While smacking his lips, he stretched out the glass again: "Here, have another glass."
"I told you that I had nightmares last night. It turns out that it was you, an old guy, who came to my place today to eat and drink. I said, why do I feel like I am begging you to do something? Is there any justice?"
However, Mr. Yun didn't care which one he drank. He drank the second glass of wine in one go and immediately stretched out the glass again.
"Drink, drink, drink you to death!" Mr. Song filled his third glass of wine.
Seeing Mr. Yun reaching out for the wine glass again, Mr. Song slammed the bottle: "Are you done yet? Look at your virtues. Isn't it embarrassing that you are so young and have children in front of you?"
Mr. Yun sneered and said: "What the hell does a child know? Do you understand this is true temperament? If I am polite in front of you, Mr. Song, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?"
At this point, Mr. Yun's chatter started: "You don't know, this old guy is broken. During the war, we were not a system. He came to us to express condolences. He had a bottle of wine because there were so many brothers and it was difficult to divide it. He
I came up with the idea that we should take a sip and mix it with water, but this guy was the first to drink. At the end, there was only water left in the bottle, so be polite to him and wait for the water."
Everyone couldn't help but want to laugh after hearing this, but no one had the courage, so they could only lower their heads and suppress their laughter.
Mr. Song couldn't stand it anymore and put the bottle in front of Mr. Yun: "Okay, drink, drink, it's up to you!"
Mr. Yun was not polite and filled himself up with wine. He drank half the bottle before he stopped.
"Come on, boy, Grandpa Yun will give you a drink. You show your face to Grandpa Yun, and it's worth Grandpa Yun pouring you a glass of wine."
Lin Yuan quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Grandpa Yun, you are an elder, what do you say?"
Mr. Yun leaned back and said to Mr. Song: "Old Mr. Song, we have been fighting for a lifetime, we have suffered all the hardships we deserve, and we have also enjoyed the blessings we deserve. What are you aiming for now?
Isn’t it good for us to just close our eyes to look after our children and grandchildren?”
As he said that, Mr. Yun pointed at Lin Yuan: "There are many of our juniors that I don't like, but this guy is the only one that I can not only like, but I also admire him in my heart."
Mr. Song nodded and said: "At such a young age, we have done a great job in charity work. Well, if we are successful, the next generation will be like this. We can really close our eyes."
These words gave a strong signal that Mr. Song's impression of Lin Yuan had substantially changed.
With Mr. Song's energy, investigating Lin Yuan's background was like playing. Mr. Song knew all Lin Yuan's achievements one by one.
But when it comes to Song Xiaomeng's marriage, the reason why Mr. Song prefers Zhang Lianyu is for the sake of the entire family.
In fact, Mr. Song has been paying attention to the Xinglin Conference. He is also clear about what happened in Nanyang. Mr. Song was disappointed with what Zhang Lianyu did. At the same time, the energy shown by Lin Yuan also made him re-examine this young man.
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Under the circumstances, Mr. Song also reconsidered Lin Yuan's position.
This is not something that Mr. Song has done for a long time. As the absolute hegemon and helmsman of the Song family, he is responsible for the future of the Song family. He must control the marriage of his children and grandchildren. This involves the Song family's future in the future.
Whether it can develop and grow within ten years is of vital significance.
Mr. Song's words of praise for Lin Yuan were just superficial words. He couldn't say that this guy could have connections with Yu Wende and Song Fangcheng, influence Ji Wanglou of the Ministry of Health, and have something to do with the Ministry of Public Security.
Mr. Yun smiled and said: "Old Songtou, you don't know what I admire about this boy. Let me tell you, I have now accepted a Japanese apprentice, and I am planning to pass on my family's unique skills to the Japanese apprentice."
"Oh? There is such a thing?" Mr. Song couldn't help but sneered. He was a conservative person and it was difficult for him to accept the spread of Chinese unique skills to foreign lands.
Yun Lao seemed to be narrating his passion as if he was fighting a war, and told the story of Lin Yuan passing on the special skills to Watanabe Kazuki.
Finally, Mr. Yun said: "Old Mr. Song, seeing that my child can have such courage and courage, I really feel that I am old. If there is a foreign enemy attacking China now, then there is nothing else to say. Use me to carry explosives.
Blow up the bunker, no problem. But if you really have a broad mind and courage like this kid, I can't do it."
After hearing this, Mr. Song looked at Lin Yuan again, with admiration already in his eyes.
Mr. Yun immediately noticed Mr. Song's thoughts, poured him a glass of wine and said: "Old brother, you are lucky enough. You don't have to worry about getting married to two beautiful girls. They are both me."
You are a jealous young man. He is nothing like my grandson. I really want to go out and get him a wife. Well, you are a well-fed man and you don’t know that a hungry man is hungry."
Mr. Song and Mr. Yun had a drink, and after drinking they said, "Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Ji is a good kid, and I've seen it all. If it weren't for the big age difference, I really want our two families to get married."
It is good to become the Qin and Jin Dynasties."
"It's difficult! We were all found by our parents in the beginning. Today's children don't want to have free love. It's probably because we are behind the times. There are some things that young people cannot be responsible for."
Mr. Song nodded and said: "Yes, today's children are pursuing freedom of individuality. In fact, what's wrong with being in the same family? But what you said makes sense. A new generation replaces the old ones. Sooner or later, they will take over our class. Forget it.
, forget it, out of sight, out of mind.”
"Hey, Old Songtou, I like to hear this. You won't care about the little cute girl's affairs, right?"
"I knew you had no good intentions. You said nice things for a long time. Just wait for me here. After listening to Xiaolin's deeds, I really felt that we are really old. Once upon a time, in order to defend the country, it was nothing to fight with bullets and bullets.
Ah? Now, I’m actually thinking about how my descendants will live well. I don’t care, the children are really grown up.”
"Haha, kid, come here and call grandpa."
Lin Yuanzhen was a little embarrassed, so he walked up to Mr. Song and bowed: "Master, hello, grandpa!"
Mr. Yun was filled with joy and waved his hand and said: "Go away, you young people are not comfortable accompanying the old man. Old Song, we haven't had a drink together for a long time. Let's have a good fight today?"
"Hey, come to my house to challenge me? Okay, I don't believe in evil anymore. Let's see how much money you have. You dare to talk about drinking in front of me. Wuyang, get all the Maotai I have in my cellar, quickly!"
Mr. Song's personal guard Niu Wuyang did not dare to neglect and quickly took out the wine. There were six bottles in total. The two old men took three bottles each and looked at each other sideways, unconvinced.
Lin Yuan and others resigned, and Niu Wuyang chased them out and said: "Xiao Lin, the two leaders are already old. If you drink like this, nothing will happen to you."
Mr. Song has already stated that he doesn't care, which means that Lin Yuan has barely held a wedding and is already the son-in-law of the Song family. Niu Wuyang is Mr. Song's guard, and his rank is not low. He is on the same level as Guo Changsheng. In Niu Wuyang's eyes,
, Lin Yuan is now a member of the Song family. Just like family members, of course he has to discuss matters with his own family.
Lin Yuan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, General Niu, I'll give you two prescriptions, you can decide according to the situation. If the two old men are drunk to pieces, just take this prescription to induce vomiting, and then add some medicinal food. If you can still talk,
If you drink too much, just use this hangover soup."
"If you're not an outsider, what do you call me General? If you don't mind, just call him Brother Niu." Niu Wuyang said with a smile. Normally Song Xiaomeng would call him Uncle Niu, but he couldn't be too trusting with Lin Yuan.
"Then I'm not welcome." Lin Yuan said with a smile. As he spoke, Lin Yuan gave Niu Wuyang two prescriptions.
"Brother Niu, this recipe can only solve it temporarily, but we should avoid drinking like this in the future. You might as well hide the wine and give it about three taels each time."
Niu Wuyang smiled bitterly and said: "I have used this method a long time ago. Mr. Song's temper, how can he just fool him if he can't find any wine? Well, let's take it one step at a time. I will keep both of your recipes, and I will definitely do it in the future.