Three thousand seven hundred and sixty-three: lifelong events
"Grandpa went to find Grandpa Zhu?"
The expression on Song Xinyi's face was surprised, and her cheeks were even hotter. When she thought about her grandpa and grandpa Zhu talking about her and Lin Kun, she felt nervous and panicked. She picked up her mobile phone and wanted to call her grandpa.
She went over and asked him to go home quickly. She quickly thought about the reasons and what kind of reasons could stop her grandpa, but she couldn't think of any for a while.
Grandpa is usually very obedient to her. The old man is such a granddaughter, so she is afraid of falling when she holds it in her hands, and she is afraid of melting when she holds her in her arms.
But this time it was different. Grandpa was going there for her life-long event. How could she persuade her? Based on her past experience, let alone persuading her, even if she brought ten bloody horses, she would not try to bring her grandfather back.
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Protect the calf...
The higher the status of a person, the more vividly this nature is reflected. Ordinary people will definitely protect their calves, but ordinary people are busy with their lives every day. Even those who protect calves have limited energy, but Mr. Song is no exception.
, Mr. Zhu, or even the old men of the Mao and Peng families, when their lives have reached their level, not only they have no desires and desires, but at least there are very few things that can influence them.
Although life in this world will turn into a cup of dust sooner or later, the process is different. Some people work hard all their lives, while some evil people stay in high positions all their lives.
Mr. Song has given away all the family property to his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. Although the Song family is not prosperous, it has a group of dead men. These dead men are not the kind of dead men as the story says.
They are righteous men who are willing to throw their lives and blood at any time, but talents from all walks of life who are absolutely loyal to the Song family's industry, supporting the Song family's huge industry.
Mr. Song only does not want his granddaughter to be involved in the family business. It is better to let his grandson take care of such hard work. His daughter's family should live a relaxed and comfortable life. Now that Song Xinyi has passed the age of adulthood, for Mr. Song
, the biggest thing is to find a suitable husband so that this little girl can live a happy life.
The little girl's temperament really followed that of her grandmother, and she pursued countless boys, but in the end the only one she could like was the boy from the Zhu family.
Mr. Song hated Mr. Zhu in his heart, so he came to Zhu's house empty-handed today, saying he wanted to play chess with Mr. Zhu, but when he came, he was filled with murderous intent.
The tea is the best tea collected by Mr. Zhu. The chessboard and chess pieces are also made by famous masters, including the stone table in front of you and the wicker chair under your buttocks. They are all treasures, including the snacks that are served.
The delicacies in the most famous pastry shop in the imperial city of Yanjing cannot be eaten by ordinary people, nor can ordinary rich people and gentry eat them, but Mr. Song can eat them as he pleases.
Mr. Song came to Mr. Zhu's small courtyard and remained silent. Mr. Zhu felt that he was in the wrong and did not dare to say more. His old friend had a bad temper and always fought with him when he was young. The two of them
Now that we can sit down so calmly when we meet, it is already considered a miracle.
Of course, their previous disagreements were also deliberately staged to show to the old man of the Mao family. If the Zhu family and the Song family united, this force would explode, and the old man of the Mao family would be swept away by a wave of fire.
heart.
Buzz…
Finally, there was some sound. It was Mr. Song's cell phone that rang. The cell phone was on the body of his accompanying housekeeper. The housekeeper took out the cell phone and handed it to him respectfully, "Master, it's Miss Xin Yi who is calling."
Mr. Song took the mobile phone and stopped looking at the chessboard. Just as he was about to answer the call, he suddenly noticed a hand moving on the chessboard out of the corner of his eye. He immediately opened his eyes and shouted: "Zhu Bingshan, you want to play tricks again?"
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Mr. Zhu's hands were really on the chess pieces, but it's hard to say whether he wanted to secretly change the chess pieces. Mr. Zhu smiled and said: "You old boy, don't be slanderous. My granddaughter even called me. You
What are you waiting for? Pick it up quickly, the little girl will be angry if you are late."
"snort!"
Mr. Song snorted coldly and answered the phone. His attitude changed 180 degrees. From that second, the fierce old man disappeared and replaced him with a benevolent and kind look. "Granddaughter, how are you?
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"grandfather……"
On the other side of the phone, Song Xinyi's voice hesitated for a moment, "Are you at Grandpa Zhu's place now? Come home quickly. I have something to tell you."
"What's the matter, my dear granddaughter?" Mr. Song raised his eyebrows. Hearing something was wrong with his granddaughter's voice, he immediately said: "Did that boy named Lin make you angry? Just wait, grandpa will ask you for help right away.
statement."
"Ahem..."
Mr. Zhu coughed twice and said to Mr. Song: "Old Song, be careful what you say. Your granddaughter is noble, but my grandson is not noble? Let's stay out of the affairs of their young people.
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"Zhu Bingshan, you still have the nerve to say, I..."
"grandfather."
Song Xinyi interrupted on the phone, "Don't embarrass Grandpa Zhu. Let's talk about it when we go home. I'll scramble eggs for you at noon."
“Scrambled eggs…”
Mr. Song looked happy. Scrambled eggs were a simple dish. Although the taste of his granddaughter's scrambled eggs was a bit far-fetched and could even be said to be unpalatable, it was definitely his favorite dish in his life except for his late wife.
, the most delicious scrambled eggs I have ever eaten, but these eggs are a bit luxurious, and it took a long time for my granddaughter to scramble them for him. (One Zero)
However, when he thought of the serious matter of coming to see Old Man Zhu today, Mr. Song still endured the greed in his stomach and said: "Granddaughter, Grandpa actually..."
Song Xinyi interrupted again, "Grandpa, I can handle the matter between Lin Kun and I myself. You'd better come back soon. Your involvement will only make me feel bad... Anyway, I don't care. If you don't come back, I will be angry."
Already."
"Hello, hello?"
Mr. Song started to pretend, "Granddaughter, what are you talking about? Grandpa's signal is not very good. I can't hear what you are saying. No matter what happens, let's do this first. Grandpa will talk to you in detail later.
Besides, about the scrambled eggs, grandpa just heard about it and decided it like that."
"Grandpa, you..."
Dudududu...(zero one)
On the roadside, Song Xinyi held her cell phone and stamped her foot angrily. Song Jiaze on the side smiled and said: "How about it? I'll tell you that your call was in vain. I'm your brother. When did I cheat?"
You, besides, you don’t understand our grandpa’s temper, so you should calm down first. I’ll find a place where I’ll treat you to a cup of herbal tea. I won’t go to work today and will focus on being with you all day. What do you have on your mind? You can talk to me.
Brother, tell me."
Song Xinyi pouted, "No, you are all bad people, and you are ganging up to bully me."
Song Xinyi turned around and got into the car, and Song Jiaze said: "Sister, you can't say that, aren't we all concerned about your life-long events..." (To be continued)