Trafford’s Trading Club

After all the work had been done, Song Tianyu unwrapped his apron. He ordered the Fourth Uncle of the kitchen to do something before washing his hands and walking out of the kitchen.

Outside the kitchen is a separate yard with a small vegetable field.

When Song Tianyu came out, he found out that Song Hao Run did not know when he had come back. At this time, he hit a barrel of water and was irrigating the plants in the vegetable field.

Song Tianyu smiled and quietly walked behind Song Hao Run with his hands behind his back. "He's back. ”

“Well, not long ago.” Song Haoran knelt down and reached down to remove the broken leaves. "Our vegetable field, no medicine, the dishes produced are pure natural and healthy, but there is one thing that is not good, which is that it is very easy to get out of this cavities. ”

Song Tianyu glanced and said softly: “You seem to have something to say to me? ”

Song Hao shrugged his shoulders. “No, it's just a sudden feeling. ”

Song Hao ran up and stretched his lazy waist before turning around. He glanced inside the kitchen. "I haven't cooked myself in years, haven't I? ”

“Bastard.” Song Tianyu scolded.

“I went to Chinatown when I came.” Song Hao suddenly said, "Lo Qiu said to buy something to come to the door. ”

“Have a heart.” Song Tianyou heard, was stunned, and then laughed, and was very happy to hear that a Song descendant would make such a move - although, quite possibly, it was just a human affair and courtesy.

But when people get old, they seem to think about it, they want to think about it.

“Let him waste it.” Song Tianyu shook his head.

Song Hao ran cold: “He just bought two kilos of apples. ”

Daddy Song listened. He was stunned again. Then he laughed. He looked at the vegetable fields next to him and smiled silently. Song Haoran continued at this time: “The birth gate, the birth gate. Raw, stands for live. Live, meaning hope. So the gateway, the gateway to hope, is the gateway to hope. ”

He heard a speech, and Song Hao said it slowly, not a bad word, almost the same kiss.

Song Tianyu cast a questionable gaze. Of course he knows what a raw door means, because that's a door he built specifically.

“That's what Rochu said.” Song Hao shrugged, "I just took him along the way and mentioned the name of the birth door. That's what he said. ”

Song Tianyou looked up at the sunny white clouds on the cold house. After a while, he shouted softly: “This Buddha jumped off the wall, he can take it... come and take me to see him. ”

Father Song suddenly became spiritually shaken. He came out of the village all the way, his horse kept his hooves, and he hardly ever rested.

In fact, in order to prepare the materials for the Buddha to jump from the wall, he has not rested much since yesterday, because the cooking of dry bao takes quite a long time, and the sending of the old man strictly requires himself to do it personally.

Song Hao ran would not know how fatigued his father was, but he also knew what stood in his way.

It's decades of perseverance.

“Have you taken any pills today?” Song Hao Run said softly.

“Don't worry, I want to live a few more years. ”

……

When Song Haoran accompanied Song Tianyu to the hallway where Lo Qiu was located, Lo Qiu was standing in front of the bookshelf, looking over what.

Uncle Wu is a professional butler and has a good hearing. When Song Tianyu appeared, he made a move, but Song Tianyu shook his head slightly to keep Uncle Wu quiet.

He slowly walked up to the bookshelf and looked at a neat row of books on the shelf, which was missing, the one that Lochu had in his hand.

“Do you like to see Ming Shi?” Song Tianyu said coldly.

“Nor is it.” Lochu closed it and said the reason: "It was only because the book was damaged that it aroused some interest. ”

Song Tianyu really measured Rochu for the first time.

Hanaka is old, but the joystick is very straight, giving people a hard feeling. Song Tianyu shrugged: “Because it's broken? ”

Lochu nodded, “Naturally, if you don't read it often, it won't break. Will be translated frequently, indicating that someone likes it and it is worth being translated frequently. ”

Song Tianyu said softly: “But it is also possible that this is just an individual interest. Some like sweet, others like salty, but not necessarily your own. ”

"'But if you like it,' said Rochu, 'you'll have to try it before you know it. ”

Song Tianyu suddenly reached out his hand, and Luo Qiu directly handed over "Ming Shi" to Song Tianyu's hand. Father Song flipped randomly and the pages brushed and flipped. He suddenly asked: "Explain the dynasty? ”

Lochu shook his head: "I only look, I don't comment. ”

“Spectator Qing?” Song Tianyu gazed.

"You can't be in charge," said Roquette. ”

Song Tianyu nodded, “Yes, even the most complete preserved historical material cannot completely present the true thoughts of a dynasty. It can be written indefinitely by later generations, but it is still not true. For example, the Clear Upper River Map, or the corner of the era, enriches an era, but there are always some omissions. ”

He handed this Ming History to Lo Qiu again, "If you like it, this Ming History is for you. ”

Instead, Lo Qiu put the book back in its original position and said softly: “If you don't have one, you'll have to show it to the people behind you. ”

"'How old are you?" said Song Tianyu. ”

“Twenty-two years after the Lunar New Year.” Lochu thought about it: "New Year was born. ”

“Come, I'll show you something.” Song Tianyu nodded and turned away.

Song Hao ran into the door and waved to Lo Qiu, promptly indicating that he would follow.

The boss nodded his head, but before leaving, he put the bowl lid on the tea bowl.

Uncle Wu's eyes were pointed, he glanced at it and didn't say anything... but the details were very representative of a person's personality. He couldn't see that this young man had any disguised ingredients.

But that's the worst part. Because Uncle Five doesn't know what kind of education is needed to get out as early as possible with a young man who is just fine with everything.

And even more incredibly, it seems that whoever it is can produce a familiar smell for him.

“Incredible.” Uncle Wu was beside Song Haoran and suddenly exclaimed.

Song Hao Run Daqi: “Uncle Wu, what's incredible? ”

"If this is a woman, I can describe her as an empty valley ghost," said Uncle Wu. But being a man, I really don't know how to describe it. ”

“Uncle Wu, it turns out you have such an interest...” Song Hao Run shouted, then exclaimed: “That's why you've been single for more than 40 years...”

“Young Master...”

……

The specifications in the cold house seem much bigger than they look on the outside. This is probably due to the architect's grasp of the space structure.

Song Tianyu brought Lochu, almost at the deepest part of the cold house, a locked room.

In the old days, large households had spiritual halls in their homes, and there were places like this in cold houses. Song Tianyu pointed to a neatly arranged spiritual position in the spiritual hall and then turned to Lo Qiu: “We Song family, we can trace back to the northern Song dynasty. ”

“Zhao?” The boss looked at the high-hanging first spirit card and wrote the words “Lord Zhao's wife, Lord Zuri Xian”, slightly stunned.

Seems to know the confusion in Luo Qiu's heart, Song Tianyu at this time positively said: “Lord Rui Xian is the descendant of Song Taizu's second son, King Yan, that is, our Song family is actually the descendants of Song Taizu. Later, when the dynasty was changed, Rui Xian's conscience was restored, but the world was not invincible. In the end, his heart was cold and melancholy. The descendants gradually cut off this idea and changed their surnames. We took Song as our surname, so we left a thought behind. Over the millennium, the Song family has been nearly extinguished several times, but the Qi has not been exhausted. By now, this fragrance has finally been left behind. Since you are the descendant of my brother, you want to identify your ancestors, so I am going to tell you this, we are actually Zhao family. ”

Luo Qiu nodded and was somewhat surprised by the Song family's origins, but soon recovered.

Song Tianyu kept looking at Lo Qiu's face and said, “You are very calm and much better than I thought. When your uncle Song Hao Lan first listened in that year, there was no calm for you right now. ”

“Dad, it's not fair to use 10 to be 22.” Song Hao smiled softly.

Song Tianyu just waved, but couldn't hide the drowning in his eyes - Song Hao was his old son, but his only son, naturally the baby had to.

“My grandfather, how did he lose you?” Rochu asked at this time.

Song Tianyu sat down and remembered something. Lo Qiu saw something called age on Song Tianyu at this time. Older people have these things.

“It was only then that the era of desolation ended, when a new nation was founded and was in full swing. But in fact there are still many places in the country that have not been liberated.” Song Tianyu remained silent for a while before continuing: “In fact, if we had not been invaded in the early days of the people, perhaps my grandfather would have only become a teacher honestly. However, life forces people to throw away books and pick up guns, but they can still break into a little business. ”

“I can't remember a lot of things right now. Because it was too small.” The old man remained silent for a long time, "the Song family was a small warlord of the place at the earliest, surviving cautiously in the cracks of multiple forces. We had no idea what we were going to get, just to defend our homeland, and that's why we were armed. But when the floods of the times swept in, no one could stay out of it. ”

“Your grandfather is much older than me. My elder brother is like my father. I spent my childhood with your grandfather. He taught me to carry three scriptures, taught me to ride horses, read me history, and would sneak out with me quietly to play. We hunted together, watched the drama together… it was the most precious day of my life, worry-free. ”

“Later, when the new country began, the Song family's helmsman handed it over to my father, your great-grandfather. Your great-grandfather had no intention of accepting Founding Fathers or anything like that. He was thinking about removing armor and returning to the land and living a quiet life. But we still have a problem with the Songs. ”

“At the time, the situation was still tense. Although the old forces had retreated from overseas, a large number of agents remained and broke the hard-earned peace everywhere… We in the Song family were framed. ”

Father Song silenced again, “The truth about this matter has not yet been accurately determined. The situation was chaotic and the creation of a new State meant that many things were overthrown and new things had to emerge. I have never doubted the spirit of the warriors who liberated the country with blood. But you also have to understand that in the beginning, we all came from different origins, not necessarily the same minds. My father was reluctant to join the ranks of some, and the consequences were predictable. ”

“It was the middle of the winter and it wasn't long before the news of Yun Guichuan's liberation came...” Song Tianyu looked a little sad, "I remember that night, many people suddenly arrived at home, wearing black hats, wearing long black Chinese shirts. Not a word, all of them, not a word from beginning to end. I heard the gunshots, and shortly afterwards, I saw my brother rushing into my room full of blood and lifting me up. ”

“We've been running, we've been running, the people behind us have been chasing, biting very tightly.” Papa Song closed his eyes, "that was the first time in my life that I had seen so many dead people and so much blood. I don't know what war looks like, but I see what death looks like. ”

Daddy looked at Lochu: "Your grandfather tied me up with a tape to protect me. I saw a bullet in his shoulder and the blood kept bleeding. Flowing to my face... I couldn't help it, he chose to take a few people away from the black man and let a few domestic servants escort me away. The better we meet, the more I say, we'll be together. ”

"You didn't see him," said Rochu. ”

“I waited a long time, a long time.” Daddy took a deep breath, "then, under the protection of the domestic servant, I turned first to Xiangjiang, then went south, crossed the ocean to Indonesia, I grew up there... Years later, I traced some of the truth back then, but there was a mysterious force behind me. I can only leave again if I have to. ”

The old man sighed: “When I walked further away, I came to this place and met a girl. She's a descendant of the hard work that was sold here, and we fell in love, and I was rooted in this place. ”

Father Song looked at Lo Qiu and his heavy mood seemed a little lighter. "I have made some money over the years, and I have also gained some strength of my own. I went back quietly several times, but never heard from my brother, and I thought I would never hear from him again in my life. ”

He grabbed Lochu's palm and moved quickly and quickly, like a caged tiger, to keep Lochu out of sight.

The old man grabbed Rochu's hand and pushed harder and harder, afraid that once he let go, he would never want to see it again in his life. "Today, I found you! ”

Perhaps the elderly's brother held his hand so tightly back then.

Even running tired, the old man no longer cared for decades of cultivation, two lines of tears shed, crying like an honest old man.