"Grandpa, what did you say? - Cancel... the family's marriage policy??!"
Song Meiyuan was stunned for a while. Seeing that her grandfather still had a calm smile and didn't seem to be joking, she finally said in surprise.
"Yeah." Old Ghost Song nodded slowly, the doting look in his eyes becoming more and more obvious, "When has Grandpa ever made a joke? - Haha, I'm serious this time."
"grandfather… "
Song Meiyuan is not a stupid girl. For such an older girl, she has grown up by her grandfather's side, so it is impossible that she does not know his grandfather's temper.
Old Master Song, Old Ghost Song, Song Jiang.
A generation of ghost heroes in the capital.
He is a person who never tells lies. Although he is not a king, he has no jokes.
Relying on "marriage" to make a fortune is really something people disagree with. As Mr. Song gradually became successful, he also suffered from infamy from the outside world. But later, his unique style of doing things and his word-for-word style made him a big figure admired by everyone in the wealthy circles of the capital.
Speaking of which, I have to mention the "Four Heavenly Kings" of the capital.
As mentioned before, among the four kings in the capital are the current head of the Pan family, "Pan Wang", the current head of the Xu family, "Xu Qianqian", and the third Han Lao of the Han family, "Shang Wang" Han Zhennan.
The third person is Mr. Song of the Song family.
Mr. Song became famous relatively late. After all, the family tradition and implementation policy of marriage is a planned investment with a long cycle, and the results are relatively late. Therefore, when he was fifty years old, he officially entered the top wealthy circles in the capital. Then, over the course of several years, he used his vast interpersonal relationships, unique vision and style of dealing with things to gradually emerge in the circle of top wealthy families with numerous talents, and then astonished everyone.
At that time, it was the era when Pan Wang, Xu Qianqian and Han Laosan were rising strongly.
Therefore, Mr. Song was naturally included in the ranks of the "Four Heavenly Kings".
Note that the last mention of Mr. Song, Song Jiang, does not mean that he is the last of the four heavenly kings. —but first place!
The leader of the Four Heavenly Kings is Song Jiang.
He was born and raised as the heir of a wealthy family in the capital, and everyone knew about him.
Although the other three people were of the same generation as him, no one used it to tease him.
In other words, Mr. Song is an inspirational model for the Chinese nation.
Few people in the world know what Mr. Song did when he was young.
He was born in the war era, and both his parents died. It is said that his ancestral home is in Foshan, a place where heroes are born in large numbers. Later, when he was lonely and alone, he dragged his skinny body and moved north to the Central Plains. At that time, he was only a teenager. To put it bluntly, adhering to the belief in saving the country and the people, his thin body, Carrying a broken porcelain bowl picked up from a garbage dump, he begged for food all the way to Nanjing.
He was unlucky enough to catch up with the brutal Nanjing Massacre. He, alone, took a butcher's knife from the butcher's house in the village and killed more than 20 little Japanese in their sleep overnight. . Then, when the enemy's reinforcements did not arrive, he took less than three families in the village who were killed and escaped from the dilapidated village that was being raided at the time.
He was too young and too thin, and the combat troops did not dare to accept him, so he made a self-made troll and followed the Peasant Guards to fight guerrillas all the way from Nanjing to the north.
In this way, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he was so excited that he didn't sleep for several days and nights.
However, what followed were problems in life.
So he picked up the broken porcelain bowl again and began to beg for food. It wasn't until he arrived in the capital that he started working as a coolie.
From the age of 20 to 30, he worked as a dock puller, loader, textile factory worker, and security guard at a cotton mill. During natural disasters, he even plowed tree bark to eat. Went to pick up poop.
Later, he finally found a stable job as a workshop worker in a machinery factory in Beijing. There, he met the most important woman in his life, who would later become his wife, Song Meiyuan, and Song Zhihan's "grandma".
After getting married, Song Jiang's fortunes finally turned around. He followed a friend he met in the factory workshop and went to the south to do business, where dragons and snakes were mixed. A few years later, he returned to the capital with hundreds of thousands of assets. Unfortunately, his friend who went to the south to swim with him was killed by a group of robbers. And Song Jiang almost gave up his life in the south. The shocking scar from the iron hook on his back is still on his back, lying quietly, telling the story of that crazy and full of surprises forever. The chaotic era.
As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later.
Song Jiang, who was in his prime, used his hundreds of thousands of assets to start his journey to become a wealthy family in the capital...
What happened after that was smooth sailing. Unlike the wealthy natives of the capital, Song Jiang had killed Japanese soldiers and dealt with the God of Death. He had the blood of a man belonging to the Chinese nation in his bones. With his momentum, and With his innate unique vision, he has successfully occupied a place in the upper class society of the capital.
In this way, we are now here in the blink of an eye.
Mr. Song seems to be a leading figure among the wealthy families in the capital.
The head of the four heavenly kings, for him who was born as a beggar, his current glory is extremely precious! rare!
Song Meiyuan heard her grandfather tell it herself.
To be honest, there are no more than three people in the entire Song family, young and old, who know Mr. Song's hard struggle history.
Therefore, for my grandfather, Song Meiyuan, I have the kind of respect and admiration that almost looks up to me.
"Girl, grandpa knows that our family's marriage tradition is despised by many people. But it is this tradition that has allowed our family to expand rapidly from a small upstart to what it is today. On grandpa's first day in the capital, From the beginning, grandpa knew that here, everything was about means. At that time, grandpa was eager to revitalize the family, so he chose such a crooked way... Haha..." At this point, Mr. Song shook his head gently and smiled bitterly.
"Grandpa, Meiyuan understands you." Song Meiyuan looked at Mr. Song with firm eyes, "If it weren't for this tradition set by grandpa, our family would never have the status it has today."
"But... now, this tradition is going to change." Having said this, Mr. Song stood up, turned around slightly, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked out at the tall buildings with a look on his face. He was a little older, and there was a faint smile in the corners of his wrinkled eyes, "Back then, our Song family was no better than it is now. As a nouveau riche, trying to enter the upper class circles of wealthy families was undoubtedly like a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to beat it up. - And It’s different now. We already have enough connections. Although we can continue to expand, in this way, after decades or even hundreds of years, maybe our Song family will become the largest family in China. Grandpa thought that this has always been my most important family. What I want. But these days, grandpa has figured out a lot of things, and grandpa discovered... What grandpa really wants is not these... "
Song Meiyuan was fascinated by what she heard. Although her grandfather was the most beloved granddaughter, she rarely saw her grandfather showing such a sentimental and melancholy look. She couldn't help but subconsciously asked: "Then... Grandpa, what do you really want?" ?”
Mr. Song suddenly smiled when he heard this, his eyes were full of love. He came back to his senses, slowly walked to Song Meiyuan and sat down again, and then gently stroked his precious granddaughter's head, kindly He said: "What grandpa wants most... of course is the sweet girl's smile."
"Grandpa! -" When she heard this, Song Meiyuan suddenly choked up in her throat, and felt a warmth surge in her chest. Unexpectedly, tears filled her beautiful eyes, and then her face filled with tears.
She was so moved that she immediately got into her grandfather's arms, just like she had done when she was a child, smelling the smell of old tobacco on his body and listening to his grandpa recount his remarkable past events. At this moment, Song Meiyuan was no longer the heroine robber Song Xiaoniu, but a weak girl.
Grandpa has spoken, and the family wants to change the tradition, just to make her granddaughter smile.
Song Meiyuan clearly felt this kind of fatherly love as heavy as a mountain from her grandfather. In fact, Song Meiyuan's father was also kind to his daughter, but her father was just a mediocre man who followed the rules under the glory of Mr. Song Jiang's success. Naturally, he did not have the courage and power of his grandfather to make a fortune. It is true that Song Meiyuan's father is not even the eldest son and is not a direct descendant, and he has no right to say anything like "abolish the family marriage policy."
This is the foundation of the Song family. It was founded by Song Meiyuan's grandfather, Mr. Song. If it was to be abolished, it would have to be done through his own hands.
"Now that our family's status is very high, we no longer need to compromise on things like marriage. Grandpa has thought clearly that no grand ambition is as important as the happiness of the family." Mr. Song said with a smile. Gently wiped away the tears on Song Meiyuan's face, "Little girl, you are such a big girl, why are you crying? Wipe it quickly. At today's dinner, grandpa is still counting on my beautiful baby granddaughter to make our old Song family look good. Woolen cloth."
"Grandpa, you said that your granddaughter is ugly..." After hearing her grandfather's praise, Song Meiyuan burst into tears and smiled, but her expression was a little sad.
Mr. Song is a very lively person, his eyes are extremely sharp, and he can spot the deep meaning in Song Meiyuan's eyes at a glance. —When a girl shows this look, she clearly has something in her heart...
"Oh?" Mr. Song smiled, "Girl, tell me, how is that young man?"
"Huh???" Song Meiyuan was stunned when she heard this, then a hint of shyness flashed across her face, the red clouds flew up to her cheeks, and she said coquettishly, "Grandpa~~ What did you say?"