Chapter Seven: Many Sons and Many Blessings!
The Mid-Levels villa is actually very close to their old house, and the Mid-Levels is like a clear dividing line, walking in the direction of Queen's Road, it is the rich area. In the direction of Sham Shui Po is the poor area.
Her family's old house is the closest to the boundary between the two districts, and it is also the most remote place, because it is close to the bay, and typhoons blow every year, so many people have moved closer to the inside.
The housing prices in Xiangjiang, near the middle zone, are sky-high, but they are not outrageously sky-high. If you want to talk about sky-high prices, it is close to Victoria Harbour and villa areas like Queen's Road.
The difference is that one is a pigeon cage paper house, and the other is a luxury villa of several hundred square meters. One rolls two laps to the end, and the other one takes half a day or a day to finish rolling.
She used to take her son-in-law to sit on the ridge of the old house and watch the neon lights flickering at night in the rich area, and at that time, she swore like a fool that she must take the whole family to move to the villa in the middle of the mountain, one for each person, and buy one for the family's dog.
I can't help but laugh when I think about it now.
I thought I would have to struggle for decades, and I was ready to endure hardships. Unexpectedly, one day, she felt that it was the effort to go out to buy vegetables, and she actually relied on her son-in-law to live in a villa in the middle of the mountain.
Thinking of this, Fang Zongtang was angry and awkward.
It's like she has always been the boss of the family, and one day she was relieved by the silent and angry second child.
Song Yi saw Fang Zongtang's sullen appearance in the rearview mirror, tightened the burden in his arms, and asked, "What do you want to eat?" Chinese or Western? ”
Fang Zongtang's eyes turned to Song Yi, she had to figure out the matter of ten years.
Before she figured it out, she had one thing to pursue.
"Why did you change your name? Is it because the original name is not good? Fang Zongtang crossed Erlang's legs, clasped his hands, and asked in a sharp tone.
Song Yi had already explained in his heart: "I am here to remind myself that I must insist on perseverance to find you." Song Jian, Song Zhi, and Song Li are not meaningful. ”
Fang Zongtang didn't believe it: "You just think my grandfather gave you an ugly name." ”
Song Yi scratched his fingers, his eyes fell on the burden, and explained in an orderly manner: "No, I still have Song Duozi on my ID card." ”
When she and her grandfather picked him up, it happened to be full of pomegranate seeds. Before the pomegranate was full of red season, she picked one and ate it, and while eating, she said that there were many seeds.
Grandpa was very happy when he heard her say that, and when he confirmed that he had adopted him, he named him Duozi. Pomegranates have many seeds, many seeds and many blessings, good intentions!
It is estimated that at that time, Grandpa Tai intended to make him a son-in-law.
Fang Zongtang didn't believe it, this person looked honest, but in fact, he was bad.
It is estimated that her grandfather has only been like this once in his life, and she still thinks that he can be entrusted with loyalty and honesty?
Fang Zongtang just wanted to speak, but his temples began to hurt suddenly. She quickly closed her eyes and covered her temples.
"What's wrong?" Song Yi's tone became nervous.
The pain came quickly and violently, and she just wanted to grit her teeth and wait for it to pass.
Song Yi was anxious, and shouted at the driver without an image: "Go to the hospital, hurry up to the hospital." ”
When she arrived at the hospital, she didn't know when she was pierced into Song Yi's heart.
Cold sweat broke out, but it didn't hurt.
Song Yi brought Fang Zongtang to a private hospital, there was no one, and it didn't take an hour to check it out.