The journey starts from the Titanic

Song Ziliang heard the second sister's tone and questioned the meaning of the railway plan of the elder brother and the Wuhan government. His lips moved, thinking of the identity of the second sister, he didn't want to talk too much about this issue. In many cases, the second sister did not understand. It would be difficult to explain to her.

After a while, he said earnestly: "Second sister, I don’t know much about politics, and I don’t want to mix too much between you. But I think you should go to Wuhan and have a good talk with your eldest brother and the others. They paid no less than you, and even more. Last time I saw my eldest brother had white hair on his head, I was too embarrassed to say when my mother came back to ask my elder brother if he was good."

"Okay." Soong Qingling nodded, thinking about Ziwen's white hair, should he be very haggard and tired?

After a while, Song Ziliang licked his dry lips and said with feeling: "Second sister, let's go home! Mother has been waiting for you. My eldest brother wanted to take his mother to Wuhan several times, but she refused and said she would wait for you to come back. ."

Song Ziliang looked at Soong Ching Ling with expectation.This is the topic of today.Right now the house was left by his dead brother-in-law, and it was in good condition. He even hoped that the second sister could go home and live.

The father is gone, the Mr. Sun is gone, the mutual grievances should also be eliminated, and it is time for the second sister to return to the Song family to reunite.

Soong Ching Ling didn't speak, her body was trembling slightly, her eyes were slowly reddening, and her mother's expectant eyes could not help appearing in her mind, her heart soft and a little sour, she nodded vigorously.

"Great." Song Ziliang jumped up, then went out, and then came back again, taking Soong Ching Ling's hand and walking straight out.

"Go! Go home!"

...

Stepping into the long-lost home, a mixture of flavors in my heart, all turned into a string of tears left by my mother's warm hands touching her face.

"...Mum..."

"Come back, come back, just fine!"

Ni Guizhen heard the sound of the car and ran out of the house in a hurry. At this moment, her tears also came out!Almighty Lord, finally heard his prayer!She felt unspeakable excitement in her heart.

Chapter 124

The familiar room and the familiar furnishings are exactly the same as before he left.

Soong Ching Ling was sitting alone on the dressing table. It was hard to imagine that after returning home for several hours, the memories of the past flooded like a flood, and the taste is indescribable.

Only at this moment, her mood calmed down slightly.Some of the bronze mirrors that were mottled years were spotless, and the photos were very clear. Gu Jing looked forward to it, faintly remembering the immature face full of longing for youth.

The room at that time was lively, there were endless interesting stories among the sisters, and the family was together happily.Occasionally, I heard news of revolution from my elders, and I was unconsciously infected by something called revolution.

In the blink of an eye, came over for so many years?She thought.

"What are you thinking?" Ni Guizhen walked behind her daughter, rubbed her shoulders, and asked softly.

"No." Soong Ching Ling smiled softly and leaned her head in her mother's arms. This feeling made her attached, and no matter how much grievances returned to her mother's arms, it would melt away.

Ni Guizhen seemed to be able to feel her daughter's concerns. She took Soong Ching Ling's hand, and the mother and daughter sat on the edge of the bed and talked.

"Although your father was angry at the time, he loved you in his heart. Then he looked away, but he didn't wipe his face. He was thinking of you before he left, and regretted that he didn't prepare a dowry for you.

The most worrying thing about the children in the family is you, saying that you are easy-going, but in fact, the most disturbed in his heart, no one can change you."

Ni Guizhen said that her eyes were a little red, and she looked at Soong Ching Ling's haggard face with pity, and stretched out her hand to touch her-my poor child, who became a widow at a young age, has been rushing outside for food these years A lot of suffering, right?

"Sorry mom, my last name is too much."

Soong Ching Ling lowered her head slightly.Mother didn't say a word about herself, but she felt ashamed, but she didn't regret it. If she did it again, she would still choose to follow him.

"I should have been cruel back then." Ni Guizhen said with regret.

Soong Ching Ling looked at her mother and shook her head. Although she did not speak, she expressed her attitude.

Ni Guizhen looked at the firmness in her daughter's eyes, gratified and cherished, and sighed in her heart without saying anything.

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, the daughters in the family are more stubborn than the other, there is nothing wrong with it, but-she thinks too little for herself.

Now I can't say anything about her, just try to help her and make her live better.

Thinking of this, Ni Guizhen took Soong Ching Ling's hand, "Come with me, and I have something for you."

"What is this?" When she returned to her mother's room, Soong Ching Ling borrowed a small box from her mother and was a little confused.When I opened it, I saw a bracelet and a file in a file bag.The bracelet is emerald green, which is very valuable, as is the document.

"Bracelets are said to be items from the palace, I kept them as I looked like they liked them. There are quite a few jewelry, jade articles, screens, etc. at home. I don't like these things very much, so you can take them all."

Said that the old lady opened a big box, which contained a lot of antique treasures, shiny and jewels, Soong Ching Ling was dumbfounded.

"Where did this come from?" she asked.I couldn't help but flipped through the treasures inside. It seemed that there was no fake, but her eyes were a little gleaming.

"In the early years, your sister helped Situ Nan in the antiques business in Beijing and Tianjin. She opened antique shops such as Zhimeizhai and other antique shops. She took some back to Shanghai. It seemed that they came from the palace." Ni Guizhen explained.

"Ah? The eldest sister did this business?" Soong Ching Ling didn't expect that there was such a thing behind her. Just this box of jewelry is worth hundreds of thousands, right?Soong Ching Ling estimated in her heart.So how much are the things handled by the eldest sisters?

She is not obsessed with jewelry, but through the jewelry in front of her, she can vaguely imagine how big the eldest sisters have done in this business?

"Who knows? In short, they are not short of these things. There are also the few red sandalwood screens in the house, I am going to give you, it is your dowry."

Ni Guizhen smiled lightly, putting the bracelet on Soong Ching Ling's hand, looking very gentle and kind.As a mother, only she can understand the feeling in her heart.

Soong Ching Ling opened her mouth and refused intentionally. When the words came to her lips, she withdrew her eyes to meet her mother. She only felt that the bracelet in her hand was heavy and warm, and she couldn't bear to refuse.

She doesn't like people who are luxuriously dressed.His gaze fell again on the portfolio in his hand, "What is this?"

I opened it and opened my mouth again. Someone used her name to deposit half a million dollars in American China Bank. In addition to the deposit, there are several real estate properties and some share certificates. One of them is Shanghai Commercial Machinery Company. This company is the core industry of the Song family. It also participates in industrial giants such as Hanyang Iron Factory, Bank of China, and China Railway. Although the shares are not many, the influence is significant, but Soong Ching Ling does not know it.

"For me?"

"It's all yours." Ni Guizhen nodded.

Soong Ching Ling looked at her mother obsessively, shocked. Although she is not a poor person, she has never had such a large sum of money.Shook his head and said: "This-I can't want it!"

Soong Ching Ling's refusal did not exceed Ni Guizhen's expectations. She felt that the second daughter's reaction should be like this, so she smiled slightly and asked Song Ziliang to let him explain.

"When my father left, there were not many things left to the family. Except for this house and some deposits, the trading company cooperating with Meihua Company was worth more than one million. The family business has grown in these years. The Song Group, with Shanghai Business Machines Corporation as its core, has total assets of about 100 million yuan in fiat currency. I am not working for the Song Group. I have to ask my eldest brother for details.

In any case, there is also a share of the second sister, including the company's shares.Because the company is backed by the eldest brother's hard work, the second sister’s share is not much, only 5%. The eldest sister and the third sister also have a lot of shares, but the eldest sister’s family also has a lot of industries. That share gave up."

Song Ziliang didn't finish her words, So Song Qingling immediately said: "If you have no merit, you won't be rewarded. Then I don't want my share."

"Don't worry, listen to Ziliang." Ni Guizhen took Song Qingling's hand and glared at Song Qingling.

"Yes! There are so many things in the hands of the eldest sister and the third sister, you can't compare with them if you don't like the things at home!"

The big sister-in-law will be shrewd, the couple will make money, and the third sister is a super rich man, but it's not the second sister. You can only make the revolution all day and only pay and confiscate money.

Thinking like this in his heart, Song Ziliang smiled on the surface, his tone a little envious.

Soong Ching Ling was a little upset, but she felt her mother's eyes fall on her face, so she could not make any noise.

Song Ziliang continued: "According to his mother's opinion, distribute as many properties and items as possible to the second sister. Well, there are still many houses. There are houses in Guangzhou Dongshan, Shanghai Public Concession, and Wuhan Donghu, which add up to two or three million. Okay! Well, my mother said you run around, it would be better to have your own house."

Song Ziliang's words made Song Qingling a little ashamed, and her mother, whom she had never expected, arranged for herself.