Trafford’s Trading Club

Later, Luo Qiu and Song Cherry and Zhang Yuanrui actually met Song Haoran on their way back.

“Wolf?” Sung Cherry opened his mouth.

“Or a boar or something, but it's no big deal.” Song Haoran said with ease - it's just that his shirt is all gone at this time, just the appearance of one pair of pants left, it can't really be connected to ‘no big deal’.

Nonetheless, although Song Hao Run did not have any clothes on his upper body, he did not have any wounds on his body, which finally reassured Song Cherry.

“Really, Sakura and Miss Zhang are trapped in a hole. What a coincidence?” Song Hao smiled casually. "Where's Rochu? Where have you been? ”

“Just go around the neighborhood.” Lochu also said casually: "Song Cherry and Zhang Yuanli were found because they heard some strange sounds. ”

It's just Rochu's propaganda… he naturally doesn't need a way to ‘hear the voice' if he wants to find someone.

I just don't know why, when Song Cherry and Zhang Chuanrui heard such a description of ‘strange voice’, the expression of both of them changed subtly without a date... Zhang Chuanrui was still thinner, slightly reddish, and turned over the neck of his clothes, shrunk his neck inside.

Song Haoran looked at the two ladies skeptically, but he couldn't see anything at all, so he came -- he had his own encounter in the fog, and the mystery man even left him a strange old book.

Apart from Mr. Blind, for the first time he met such a completely unbeatable man... even after spending more than a hundred times of his own resurrection, he could not do anything to gain from each other. Simply because of this, Song Hao ran quite interested in the ancient books left by this mystery man.

At this time, he was anxious to go back and study the ancient book, so he didn't have much thought about what happened in the hole between Song Cherry and Zhang Furui, so that the relationship between them seemed to have changed somewhat strangely.

“But now that we're all good, let's get back to it.” Song Hao Run, as an elder, was co-ordinating at this time: “Otherwise, Daddy would definitely be mad. ”

“Put your clothes on first.” Lochu took out another long-sleeved outfit from his backpack - and the reason why he didn't take out another coat was because, given that he had already taken out a lot of things in a row, he had to take more large objects, something out of common sense.

But…

“By the way, where did you get that backpack? Can you really pack so much stuff?” Song Hao ran looked at the backpack with some curiosity after putting on the long-sleeved autumn clothes that Lo Qiu had sent at random.

Lochu was very truthful at the moment: “If you fold things up well, there's always a way to store them. ”

“Well... don't discuss what's there, go back, it's completely dark! ”

Song Cherry pushed Song Hao Run's back at this time. She doesn't really care how much this backpack can hold, she just wants to go home as soon as possible, take a good bath, and take a look at what happened today —— no doubt, just like those outdated martial arts novels, she ate something strange and then screwed some lady.

Surely, she herself is a lady...

It's just that whether it's Song Cherry, Song Hao Lan, or Zhang Yuan Rui, one thing is subconsciously ignored at this time - that's why the fog is so strange, and why the people who were in the 'Wang Long Pavilion’ suddenly dissipate. Even Song Cherry and Zhang Yuanrui have seen that huge horrible shadow in the fog... never mentioned.

Seems like something not very strange, seems like something that just needs to be hidden in your heart, seems like something that is not worth mentioning... even, seems to be 'ah, isn't it normal?’ Such an idea.

No words all the way.

……

- Think about it in your room tonight, and don't eat dinner!

This is what Master Song said to Song Haoran after returning to the ancestral home of the Song family - because there is no doubt that the people returned so late, the person in charge must be Song Haoran.

Song Haoran accepted this punishment with great pleasure, and after leaving a smile on his hippie face, he walked to his room quite wildly.

Zhang Yuanrui is a guest, Master Song will naturally not talk too much. As for Song Cherry, Master Song just blamed him for a few words and then grasshopped.

“Rochu, are you tired of running this day? I told Uncle Wu to leave the food and go back to his room to rest. ”

“Ah, okay.” Lochu nodded.

So Song Sakura helplessly rolled her eyes —— this is your grandson, isn't he?

It's just that Song Cherry is not in the mood to eat at this time.

She glanced at Cheung Yu Rui. Before that, Zhang Yu Rui said she was a little tired. She said goodbye to her father and went back to the room she had prepared for her.

After Song Cherry picked up two meals, he went back to his room alone and left Lo Qiu to chat with Master Song in the dining room.

After dinner, Song Tianyu cooked the tea herself, and asked: "Lo Qiu, there is something I want to discuss with you. ”

“You say. ”

Song Tianyu shrugged for a while, "Well, before returning home, Mr. Blind asked me to do something. He seems to be looking for something that you can help him with. ”

“Me?” Rochu asked with some surprise, "I hear this blind gentleman is a strange man with good aerosol skills... shouldn't he need my help or something? ”

Song Tianyu smiled graciously at this moment: "This blind man left China early on because of something and has not returned for a long time. It should be important to come back this time... he named me this time hoping that you could help a gang, I can't really speculate. If it weren't for Mr. Blind, I'm afraid he wouldn't have my Song family record today, so he told me to come here... see? ”

“That's nothing.” Rochu nodded and then said, "But why me? ”

Song Tianyu honestly said: "Remember that day when Mr. Blind first met you in the Spiritual Hall? At the time, he said he was a noble man and had the luck that ordinary people couldn't imagine... he should be trying to borrow your luck. Of course, Mr. Blind also said that whether you can find it or not, you will never be helped for nothing. ”

Then, Master Song carefully picked up a small box and opened it in front of Rochu. The box was a bit old and when it opened, it was filled with three dragon eye-sized wax pills.

Song Tianyou said at this time: “This is a magic medicine that Mr. Blind himself has refined, which can extend the life of his life, or dispel hundreds of illnesses, or even heal wounds. Three of them are so precious, they cost hundreds of millions of dollars to manufacture each… this is his deposit. ”

Luo Qiu sat quietly in front of Song Tianyu for a moment, then reached out and took the box away, but took one of them out, "I want these two, the rest of them will be considered to be honorable to you. ”

“This… this is not good.” Song Tianyu shook his head.

"It's New Year's Eve," said Rochu softly. "Isn't it normal to send something to the old people at home? ”

Old people at home.

Song Tian Yu Zhen took over from Lo Qiu.

This magic drug, though he is, is not necessarily given by Mr. Blind. He does not have any superior or subordinate relationship with Mr. Blind, but rather a cooperative relationship - or a strange person like Mr. Blind in the Song family.

Master Song knows his physical condition, for this kind of magic medicine natural heartbeat... at this time through the hands of Lo Qiu to his own hands, there is an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in his heart.

“I'll go back to my room first.” Lochu said goodbye at this time.

Master Song nodded his head and watched Lo Qiu leave. He sat in the dining room alone, cooking tea and drinking slowly. Did he look at the wax pills on his hands again? I just think that this year, though it hasn't come yet, it already smells.

However, Master Song's personal phone rang at this time... The source of the call was his esteemed grandmother, Zhang Li Lanfang.

“Hello, Miss Li! ”

“Song Kid, my granddaughter is with you, are you not grieved? ”

“Oh! I dare to offend 10,000 people, and I dare not offend you, sister.” Song Tianyu was in a good mood at the moment, joking: “Your granddaughter, I'm sure I'm offering as a bodhisattva. ”

“Come on, old fool.” The sound of Zhang Li Lanfang on the other side of the phone sank, "I received a full call in the morning. Well, this year, I'm on my own, and I can't go back to your hometown. But there's one thing I want you to start preparing. ”

Song Tianyou shouted in his heart: "Sister... about the mausoleum? ”

“Today, the Suzuki family on the island side, who are looking for us to work with, has reported that their people have arrived, and we hope that you can contact them as soon as possible. I've already talked to Qi before. I'll connect with him. Qi will take you with him. ”

Song Tianyu frowned: “Sister, I didn't mean to speculate. After all, my men have arranged this one step earlier... it's just New Year's Eve tomorrow night... Can't we wait until after this year? ”

“This is what they want, and I can't help it.” Zhang Li Lanfang's voice is somewhat helpless: “Their opinion is that, precisely because it is around the end of the year, all the major departments in the country will come to deal with things, it will be relatively easier to act. No one would have thought that someone would dig the Imperial Palace in New Year's Eve. ”

“That's also true...” Song Tianyu nodded and then said helplessly: “However, it's just a bit of bad luck. ”

“You still care about the bad luck of being the head of a mercenary?” Zhang Li Lanfang grinned coldly: “Shut up. The Suzuki family of the partner is willing to increase the cost of cooperation by 30%, and has also agreed to share what the Imperial Mausoleum has developed with us. ”

“I'm afraid it's Sister Li's fault, isn't it?” Song Tianyu laughed at this moment... This Li Lanfang is missing even his granddaughter, I'm afraid he's been working with the island country on the negotiating table for two days?

“Now that you have spoken, I have no problem with you.” Song Tianyu nodded.

Master Song doesn't give a damn about this increase in cooperation costs - money is not what he needs anymore. Instead, if there is a rare treasure in the Imperial Mausoleum that can be developed, it is something that money cannot measure.

“Ok, early 2nd of the year, Qi will come to you.” Zhang Li Lanfang said quickly at this time: “There is one other thing you need to keep an eye on. ”

“Sister, you said. ”

“I know you've just recently recognised a relative who has something to do with my family's exhaustion.” Zhang Li Lanfang silenced for a moment, "I don't want them to come any closer if that's okay. ”

Song Tianyu had always been very happy, but at this time he suddenly got a layer of haze. He couldn't help but say: "Sister Li is talking about Lo Qiu... What, do you think my grandson, who just found me, is not worthy of your family? ”

“Song Kid, you know I only have one granddaughter.” Zhang Li Lanfang's voice is also a little cold.

“Unfortunately.” Song Tianyu also coldly said at this time: “My brother has only one heir left. Whoever looks down on him is looking down on me, Song. It's been a long time since anyone looked down on me. ”

“Song Tianyu, are you threatening me? ”

“I Song didn't mean it that way. ”

Song Tianyu said softly at this time: “I just hope you can understand, don't forget what happened back then. How did you escape from the capital and how did you get into trouble? How did my Song family help you get through it? In all these years, I have never pinned an enthusiast. What you promised yourself should be clear in your heart... I see him as my own grandson, and I hope you know that no matter what he asks of me. ”

After a long time, Zhang Li Lanfang suddenly asked: “If he wants the whole Song family, will you give it to him? ”

Song Tianyu said directly: "Here! ”

“Let's not talk about this.” Zhang Li Lanfang sounded silent again, “Let's get this cooperation done first. ”

“Exactly what I wanted.” Song Tianyu nodded softly.

……

……

A thousand miles away, Zhang's house, the study.

She is actually a very elderly person. She is less than a day old, but the two big Zhang Li family still need her to hold it.

I can't tell you how hard it is, but I'm afraid it's almost there.

In two or three years, I don't know what it's like.

Zhang Li Lanfang sighed and leaned against the chair. He contemplated: “Succeeding to the Song family... if this were the case, it would seem like a way out. It's a sin...”

Zhang Li Lanfang took off his presbyopia glasses somewhat tirelessly, rubbed his eyebrows, and then glanced at the frame on the table.

Old black and white and yellow pictures of young men and women.

The old lady said at this time: “You are well, just leave, everything is a hundred... but I, when will it end? Zhang Ruregret, Zhang Ruregret, you are such a bastard, such a harsh man...”