Su Lin shook his head, put away the smile on his face, and said in a serious tone: "Zhicheng, after you met the old man today, you will be famous. Although our Su family has not been in Yanjing for many years, we have many friends and enemies here. We won't cause trouble, but we can't be bullied by others."
Fang Zhicheng sighed softly and said, "It seems a bit complicated."
Su Lin shook his head and said, "It's not complicated at all. No matter how advanced or developed human society is, as long as you have a strong fist, no one will dare to bully you."
Fang Zhicheng said: "Meng Hu is my fist?"
Su Lin smiled and said, "You are a teachable boy. Meng Hu is a master soldier. It is no problem for him to deal with 20 or 30 people by himself."
Fang Zhicheng had some good feelings towards his third uncle, because he was a playboy, but he was different from ordinary playboys. How should I put it? His ruffian point of view was mixed with some philosophical thinking.
Being with Su Lin along the way, my depressed mood was relieved a lot, but after entering the hospital, my mood began to become heavy again.
The ward was a suite with a living room outside. The old man was lying on the facade. After Su Lin and Fang Zhicheng entered, a middle-aged man stood up. He looked a bit like Su Lin. After seeing Fang Zhicheng, his expression was a little serious.
Su Lin introduced: "This is your second uncle."
Su Mo nodded and said in a somewhat cold tone: "Take a break. The old man just fell asleep not long ago." After speaking, Su Mo waved to Su Lin. Su Lin understood that Su Mo wanted him to go out and talk.
Arriving at the stairwell, Su Mo asked in a deep voice, "Why did you bring him here?"
Su Lin said unhappily: "Second brother, this is the old man's request, his last wish, how can I not agree to it?"
Su Mo said unhappily, "The old man is seriously ill and confused. Why don't you wake up a little? There are so many eyes in Beijing watching my sister and his affairs. If you bring him here now, won't the opponents have something to say? As far as I know, the Liao family is already planning a war of public opinion."
Su Lin said coldly: "Second brother, this matter can never be kept secret, why can't you tell it out?"
Su Mo glared at Su Lin and said, "You don't know the consequences. I am in a critical period of growth and cannot stand any influence."
Su Lin waved his hand and said, "For the so-called rising period, do we have to keep the relationship between mother and son hidden in the shadows forever? How did you become as cold and cruel as the old man?"
Su Mo and Su Lin are only one or two years apart in age. Su Lin has always been a strong personality and is not particularly afraid of Su Mo.
Su Mo knew that it was pointless to talk more with Su Lin. The two had different world views and values, and they could not work together. He sighed heavily and walked out of the staircase.
Sitting in the hall outside the ward, Fang Zhicheng could tell from Su Mo's attitude that he was not welcomed by many people. His second uncle Su Mo was obviously full of hostility towards him.
Su Mo entered the ward without even looking at Fang Zhicheng, and went straight inside to see how Su Lao was doing. Su Lin followed closely behind him, walked to Fang Zhicheng's side, and seeing that he looked unhappy, he whispered, "Your second uncle is just that kind of person, like a piece of wood, lifeless. So don't think he's targeting you on purpose, in fact he's like that to everyone, with a stern face, as if the whole world owes him something. I've had enough of him since I was a child, and I've had many fights with him."
"Win or lose?" Fang Zhicheng suddenly asked.
"Ahem..." Su Lin coughed awkwardly, "You know, I'm three years younger than him, how could I beat him? Later, after training in the army for a few years and being able to beat him, I didn't want to beat him anymore."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said, "You and your second uncle have a deep relationship."
Su Lin did not deny it, and said: "The Su family is not as good as before. There are so many people outside who are eyeing us covetously. If our family members don't work together, how can we succeed?"
Fang Zhicheng had a different opinion of Su Lin. Although he seemed cynical and unreliable, he was also responsible for the family.
If a family wants to take root in the core position of the Republic for a long time, it not only needs to make arrangements in the military and political fields, but also needs to accumulate economic wealth, so Su Lin chose another path.
For example, although most of the Su family's direct descendants stayed in Yanjing, the maintenance of the courtyard house in Jiangjun Hutong in Yanjing cost millions every year. And all this money was silently borne by Su Lin. In addition, the development of factions sometimes requires funds to pave the way, and these are all provided by Su Lin.
So over the years, Su Lin had a reputation as a playboy in the Su family, but Old Man Su never blamed him, because he knew that Su Lin's importance to the continuation of the Su family's status was even greater than Su Mo's.
Chapter 0676: The Ebb and Flow of the Tide
Old Su finally woke up. He first saw Su Lin and waved to him. Old Su was too weak now, and the wave was very slow and weak. Su Lin hurried over, leaned close to his ear, and said, "I brought Zhicheng here."
Mr. Su blinked his eyes. Su Lin knew that this was a sign of approval. Su Lin forced a smile and said, "I'll go out and bring him in right away."
When Fang Zhicheng met Mr. Su, he looked almost dry, but his eyes were still shining.
Fang Zhicheng walked to the side of Mr. Su, who suddenly raised his hand. Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but hold his hand, and then tears couldn't help but flow down.
He didn't know why he was like this. He clearly hated the Su family and would never forgive Old Man Su who controlled his life. But at this moment, he hoped that the old man in front of him could live healthily. He even had the impulse to sacrifice his own life as the price.
Although Mr. Su was cruel to himself and Su Qing, he made contributions and was a charming person.
He deserves to be called a hero of the era. The peak of his life was not his military career full of blood and fire, but his role as the initiator and promoter of reform policies and a series of thunderous measures more than 20 years ago.
Old Su's mouth was moving slightly, and his voice was almost inaudible. Fang Zhicheng leaned over and heard him say, "The future of the Su family... is in your hands..."
Fang Zhicheng heard this clearly, and suddenly he was a little confused. He didn't expect that Su Lao would say this to him when they met for the second time. Fang Zhicheng was hesitating, he didn't know whether he should agree or not. At this time, he felt a strong force on his wrist, and he woke up from his thoughts. He saw that Su Lao, who had half-opened his eyes, now had his eyes fully open, his eyes full of expectation.
Fang Zhicheng nodded gently and said slowly: "Don't worry, I will protect my mother... and the Su family..."
Hearing that the Su family would be well protected, a trace of relief appeared on Old Su's lips. He let go of Fang Zhicheng's hand and slowly closed his eyes.
Fang Zhicheng knew that the dozen words that Mr. Su had just said had used up all his energy. He sighed lightly, then turned and left the inner room.
The attending doctor came to the ward soon, examined Su Lao, and gave advice that the old man had no chance of survival. Even if he continued to take the medicine, his death would be delayed by less than two days. Su Mo saw that Su Lao was in extreme pain and had completely fainted. He occasionally moved, but it was just because he was in too much pain and groaned. Su Mo finally made a decision to let the old man suffer less.
At around seven o'clock in the evening, when Su Qing hurried to the hospital and saw the old man for the last time, Mr. Su finally left this world.
There was no wailing of grief, only deathly silence.
Fang Zhicheng walked in and kowtowed three times to Su Lao. No one reminded him to do this, and no one stopped him from doing so, as if everything was taken for granted.