Song Jingui was shocked, as if in a dream, and opened his faint eyes vigorously to look at the familiar face at the door.

It's her!

It's the three girls he feels guilty about and misses.

"Song An, I, am I dreaming? Is the three girls back? ”

Song Jingui struggled to get up from the bed, stretched out his hand and asked in a trembling voice.

"Master, it's the third miss, it's Miss Rujun who is back!" Song An picked up the old man and slowly walked towards Song Rujun.

"Father, father, it's me! Your unfilial daughter is back! ”

Looking at his father's deplorable and old death, the knot of death in Song Rujun's heart for many years was completely opened.

At the moment, she only hates the past twenty years, and has been living in hatred.

Unable to be by his side, when he said goodbye, his father was already in his prime.

Before she met Qin Wenren, her father treated her the closest among her four brothers and sisters, and he scolded her the most.

When she ruthlessly drove her out of the Song family, why didn't she give up the flesh in her heart and worry about her future?

The deeper the love, the more painful and intense the hatred!

This cup of bitter wine, father and daughter have been drinking for 20 years, and they are already heartbroken with each other.

However, when I look back, what I lost can never be recovered.

Song Rujun thought of how domineering her and Qin Wenren were when her father was young and strong twenty years ago.

She no longer has any hatred in her heart at the moment, she just wishes that time will go against the tide and go back to twenty years ago, even if she is beaten and scolded by him.

"Twenty years!"

"Twenty years!"

"Three girls, you're finally back!"

"How have you been doing all these years? Does the wound I hit you still hurt? The flower garden in the garden blooms year after year, and the hair that I look forward to for my father is also gray. ”

"I thought I'd never see you again!"

"Girl, it's good for you to come back, I won't drive you anymore. I'm too old to catch you away. ”

Song Jingui hugged his daughter, and the twenty-year enmity between the father and daughter melted in tears.

"Dad, you drive me, I won't leave!"

"Ru Jun, my father is old and sick, and I can't stand it......"

Qin Wenren rationally persuaded the two of them and helped Song Jingui to the bed.

"Dad, why are you so desolate?"

Song Rujun fetched hot water, scrubbed the old man's face, held his cold hand, and his heart was like a knife.

"Retribution, retribution!"

Song Jingui waved his hand and said with a wry smile.

He has been busy studying business all his life and laid this country.

The two sons are also prosperous, and they are full of wealth!

He gave them money and wealth, but he forgot to teach them the simplest thing, filial piety!

Now the whole family is in a miasma, and they are all snobbish people who are bent on getting rich.

"Dad, no matter what they think, Ru Jun and I will definitely take good care of you." Qin Wenren's eyes were red.

"Wenren, I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want the Song family to be buried in the hands of your two sisters-in-law for nothing." Song Jingui sighed bitterly.

"The Song family has an eldest brother and a second brother, how can it collapse, Dad, you can relax." Song Rujun comforted.

"Your eldest brother and second brother are proud now, but sooner or later they will retreat."

"Now the Song family's property is controlled by your two sisters-in-law, who have no talent, no virtue, extravagance, and love vanity. Most of the Song family's assets have already evaporated because of their investment failure, and now they are left with an empty shell. ”

"Song Jie and Song Biao are the younger generation, they have a vain name, they don't cultivate virtue, they blindly rely on their parents, and they have no ability to stand on their own."

"I'm afraid that in a few years, the Song family will collapse."

Although Song Jingui is seriously ill and his eyes are dazzled, his heart is as clear as a mirror.

"Ru Jun, promise me to take over the Song Group. Don't let years of hard work ruin your father's efforts. Song Jingui held his daughter's hand and burst into tears.

Song Rujun was a little embarrassed.

She had already agreed to go into hiding with Qin Wenren.

What's more, she is a husband and wife, in terms of fame and strength, and they are not even as good as a side clansman.

How can he get the support of his clan and take control of his sister-in-law?

"If you don't agree, I won't be blind, and it will be difficult to feel at ease under the Nine Springs."

Song Jingui saw his daughter hesitating, and he was anxious, and immediately coughed and spurted blood.

"Father, Ru Jun and I promised you that we would definitely take over the Song Group and magnify your old man's country."

Qin Wenren couldn't bear the old man's wish to come to nothing, and after glancing at Qin Yi, seeing that he had no objection, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"You old man put a hundred hearts, the Song family can't collapse, and you can't die."

Qin Yi hugged his arms and said lightly.

He didn't have any good feelings for the Song family, but his body was bleeding half of the Song family's blood, so he couldn't be a wall-to-side observer no matter what.

"What is this?"

Song Jingui realized Qin Yi's existence and asked in surprise.

"Xiaoyi, haven't you come to see your grandfather?" Song Rujun pulled Qin Yi to the bedside.

"Good, good! The air is magnificent, like a dragon, and my Song Jingui has a good grandson. Song Jingui glanced at Qin Yi and said approvingly.

Qin Yi smiled slightly, took out a medicinal silkworm from his pocket, and handed it over.

"Grandpa, you take this medicine silkworm and sleep well, I promise that your old man will get better soon."

Song Jingui had the same terminal illness as Qin Wenren, but his condition was milder, just a lung lesion.

Although this is not the mother drug silkworm, but the second generation with the strongest medicinal effect, one medicine silkworm can be worth ten special drugs.

There was no problem in curing my grandfather's lung disease.

Song Jingui did not hesitate at all, and swallowed the medicine silkworm in one gulp.

Stimulated by the effects of the drug, he soon fell asleep.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Wenren hurriedly pulled his son into the courtyard, and discussed with a sad face: "Xiaoyi, are you sure?" ”

"Of course!" Qin Yi nodded.

"You know, your mom is a serious person. Since we promised in front of the old man, we must take control of the Song family tomorrow night. Qin Wenren said.

He is well aware of his son's position and means.

But the problem is that Qin Yi is a tyrant in the south of the Yangtze River, and when he comes to the Song family, where the tree has deep roots, people may not take it seriously.

"How can I get the support of other clansmen and gain control?" Qin Yi asked.

Qin Wenren said: "Tomorrow night in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the old rules of the Song family, a stage will be set up and the best opera team in Shijing will be invited to sing." When the time comes, if you want to compete for the most powerful head of the family, you must invite someone to listen to the drama to help. ”

"Whoever invites a guest with a big name and high status will have the best hope of winning the support of the Song family and have the highest right to speak."

"Oh? It's funny, and it's really snobbish! Qin Yi sneered.

"There is no way, the most important thing in business is the umbrella, everyone wants to put their future on the rich and powerful. In previous years, the eldest and second eldest took turns to sit in the village, and the Song family's property was decided by your two aunts. This year, your mom is going to fight, and they're probably going to do a big show. ”

"This face, I can't fight with your mother, I can only rely on you."

Qin Wenren patted his son's shoulder and said with a heavy face.

"Don't worry, I'll fight for this face, and this game will be won." Qin Yi smiled confidently.

He decided to play a big game, so that the Song family knew that he could only be the one who could do it, and that the land in Yuxi would never allow anyone to touch it.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed Wan Xiaoyun's number.

"Take my dragon post and let the hall masters from all over the country come to Shijing to listen to the play for me, and I must arrive before eight o'clock tomorrow night."

"In addition, send invitations to Commander Gu in Jiangdong, Commander Liang in the Southwest Military Region, Mr. Yin, Bian Gong, etc., inviting them to listen to the play at the Song Mansion at eight o'clock tomorrow night, if they can't arrive at eight o'clock, don't come!"

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