How did you get sick?

Song Shi leaned back in his chair, reached out and took a cup of coffee, the bitter taste swept over his taste buds, making his brows furrow slightly.

"Mom doesn't think, Dad, should he be sick?"

Zhang Ruosu trembled.

The worry was still on his face, and it instantly turned into indescribable horror.

Her eyes widened, her hands moved subconsciously, and there was a whoop, and the dark brown coffee was scattered all over the table, ticking into the carpet.

"You, you."

Song Shi smiled at her, "So, can mom take care of Dad, although Dad's disease can't be cured, but you young husband and wife, respect each other like ice, I believe Mom, you still have feelings for Dad, and when I take care of the affairs of the tribe, I will go to see you." ”

Zhang Ruosu is not stupid.

I immediately understood the meaning of my son's words.

How so?

Her current mood is very, very weird.

Scared, excited, apprehensive, excited.

In a word, the dream that I thought would take a long time to realize suddenly came true, and I thought that there was still a long wait until dawn, but as a result, the sky suddenly dawned!

It's so sudden!

Completely confused.

So, now the situation is that her son. Cheng clan chief?

I'll go!

For the sake of her next beautiful and carefree time as the queen mother, of course she has to stare the damn bad old man to death!

Zhang Ruosu quickly accepted this reality.

She patted her heart with Song Shi and promised, "With my mother here, you can rest assured that you will be yours!" ”

Song Shi smiled, "Then, Dad will hand it over to Mom." ”

"Wrap it up on Mom!"

Sure, nothing goes wrong!

Eighteen beautiful men or something, how can a salted fish turn over and be a sawtooth shark!

Zhang Ruosu pinched his right hand.

It's good, the fist is hard and I can't wait!

Song Shi: "Then mom, you clean up, I'll have someone send you over early tomorrow morning." ”

"No!" Zhang Ruosu's white hand waved, "Your father fell ill suddenly, his condition was urgent and violent, I was so worried that I couldn't wait for a minute or a second, I wanted to go to him immediately to take care of him!" ”

No way.

The husband and wife are deeply affectionate, and he can only support him as a cheap son.

However, it was still necessary for people to quickly pack up some of Zhang Ruosu's daily things, and the mother and son talked for a while before Zhang Ruosu got in the car and left.

The car disappeared into the night.

Song Shi didn't rest either.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

Two days later.

The tribal meeting was held, this time mainly to discuss the economic development and urban construction of the tribe, in addition to the leaders in charge of various departments, there are also managers of major areas.

Well.

It's a great opportunity to catch them all.

Early in the morning, the people gathered in the conference hall.

The meeting was convened promptly at 10 o'clock.

Song Shi walked in and went straight to the top of the square table.

The major faucets who were still whispering to the surroundings were stunned, and then frowned, their expressions full of disagreement.

What do you mean?

What about Lao Song?

Lao Song didn't die yet, you sat on the dragon chair, don't you think it's a bit excessive!

But this is the next tribal chief, a nail in the coffin, well, at least, on the surface.

Someone reminded with a smile: "Xiao Song, has the tribal chief arrived?" ”

Do you understand?

It's time for you to come down!

But seeing such a handsome and high-spirited young man, he grinned and said, "My dad is sick, so I'll open today's meeting." ”

Faucets: "? ”

"Sick? What disease did the tribal elder have? Is it serious? Can you find a doctor? ”

"When did you get sick? I haven't heard any news! ”

"There is a high incidence of flu in spring, so I guess it's a cold."

"The meeting is as usual, Secretary Li just needs to take minutes of the meeting, by the way, what about Secretary Li?"

At this time, everyone found out that Li Sheng, a confidant of the tribal elder Song, did not appear.

Song Shi smiled: "Uncle Li went to take care of my father." ”

Everyone: "."

It feels a little weird, but I can't say what's weird.

After all, this man is indeed the heir to orthodoxy.

And the participants have already arrived, and it is impossible to get up and leave.

The meeting continued.

But all are a little absent-minded.

The boss is not there, they are all leaders for many years, and a green hook baby doesn't look at them at all.

Besides, even if the general direction of the tribe's development is determined, the follow-up details and the implementation at the bottom will need more discussion.

Let's get together with old friends today.

As for the kid on the main seat, just be perfunctory.

What about the crown prince, isn't that still the emperor?

The meeting lasted more than an hour.

Song Shi slapped the document on the table, making a screeching sound.

The bottom looked at him dissatisfied.

I don't sit down!

What about upbringing? What about the number of rites? What about the pattern of a country's prince?

Irritating!

When Lao Song is well, he must sue this kid well and let him discipline him well!

Song Shi just wanted to say that he thought too much.

"After discussing it for so long, nothing has been discussed, and it seems that everyone doesn't care about the future development of the tribe at all!" Song Shi tilted his head, "You don't really think that I invited you to tea, do you?" ”

No one responded.

The audience was silent.

But his eyes showed a bit of contempt, obviously looking down on the man on the throne.

Virtue is not matched.

Seeing that no one spoke, Song Shi was not angry, if the mountain did not come, I would go to find fault with labor and management!

He thought of the information he received yesterday about the sub-tribe next door using the gold swallowing beast, an endemic animal of the Yan tribe, as experimental data, and said with a smile, "Since everyone has no intention of talking about big things today, let's talk about something else." ”

"I heard that our family is going to send the Gold Devouring Beast to the Zijiang tribe next door, does anyone know the specific situation?"

The faucets at the bottom breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a much lighter topic.

Someone who knew replied, "The people who were sent to the sauce tribe before were either old or deceased, no, in order to enhance the friendship between the two tribes, the rare animals unique to our tribe were sent to the sauce tribe, and the selection of young and lovely ones also represents the attitude of our Yan tribe." ”

"That's it, the cooperation between the two tribes has become closer and closer over the years, they like the Gold Swallowing Beast, we just have it, so let's send it."

Animals only.

Seeing Song Shi frowning, "Do you have to send it?" ”

The faucets were stunned.

If you want to say whether you have to send it, then it's not.

But, it's been sent all these years.

Suddenly don't send it, isn't it not good, I feel like others will think more.

When I think of the selfish and retributive personality of the saucers, I will inevitably hold a grudge against our tribe, and if I make such an unpeaceful and friendly act, I don't need to think about it to know that the YouTube pipe will definitely criticize and condemn the tribe in various ways.

Forget it.

For the sake of a few animals, it really can't be rowed.

"Let's send it."

"That's it."

"It feels a little stingy not to send it."

"Yes, yes, you want to enlarge the pattern, animals, it's the same everywhere."

"That is, animals have no thoughts, and they can contribute to the tribe, which is not envied by many animals, and besides, if you change places, you won't be short of their food and drink."

Animals, if you have food and drink, you can get it.

What to ask for so high.

Song Shi nodded, "Then I know, it's all for the good of the tribe." ”

The people below also chimed in.

Right, right.

The young man sighed, "But I don't think that's enough. ”