Trafford’s Trading Club

Luo Qiu and Song Haoran appeared in front of the dining room talking and laughing, and by chance, they met Song Ying here.

Song Ying called Song Haoran uncle in a good manner, then snorted to Luo Qiu, turned around and ran into the dining room.

Master Song has not arrived yet, and there are many rules in the ancient family. For example, the younger generation cannot eat first before the parents arrive.

As if to put Luo Qiu aside, after Song Haoran and Luo Qiu also sat down, Song Ying immediately moved the stool next to Song Haoran and started talking.

"Limit? Oil? Gold mine?" Song Haoran listened to Song Ying's unbelievable things, and felt very unbelievable himself!

"Yes! I won't talk about these things, there are many other little things."

Song Ying seemed to be in a really good mood at this time, "You don't know, before I came to the dining room, I had received more than a dozen calls, all of them telling me the good news. Today is my lucky day!"

"Speaking of which, I was in a pretty good mood just now." Song Haoran smiled, "You two were discharged from the hospital today. You are indeed in high spirits on happy occasions. This seems to be absolutely correct."

Although they were discussing, Luo Qiu was thinking about the conversation he had with Mr. Blind in the mourning hall.

This adds a few notes of incense to the power, which seems a bit powerful...

"Oh, they're all here."

At this time, Mr. Song, accompanied by his fifth uncle, slowly walked out, but Mr. Blind was not seen. After Song Tianyou sat down, he glanced at these descendants and showed a kind smile, "Before eating, I will say something, you can listen to it."

Song Ying then moved the stool back to her seat...Song Tianyou is a very rule-abiding person, so he naturally hopes that others will abide by the rules.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Song Haoran asked curiously.

Song Tianyou said at this time: "I have set a date to go to China, one week from now. The main reason for going back this time is to worship our ancestors. I haven't been back for many years, and I don't know what the ancestral graves of our Song family look like now."

"Sacrifice to ancestors? So sudden?" Song Ying was stunned. She had only gone back to the Song family's ancestral grave once, and it was when she was a child.

"It's not a temporary decision," Song Tianyou said at this time: "Actually, I had this idea after Haoran found Luo Qiu. It just so happened that things here were pretty much handled, and our traditional New Year is coming soon. So I plan to go back to China to celebrate the Lunar New Year this time."

Song Ying frowned and said: "But Grandpa, I still feel it's too sudden. You know that if you go back there, many people will be watching you. Besides, the group's affairs cannot be settled so quickly. Moreover, That incident at the hospital..."

Song Tianyou smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will arrange for people to handle this. As for the group's affairs, you can arrange to explain the general matter. If you go out for a while, the whole group will not be in chaos."

Song Ying could only nod her head, "Okay, I'll start making arrangements later."

She knew that once Song Tianyou made a decision, it could not be changed. This was the supreme majesty of the entire Song family.

After saying that, Song Ying glared at Luo Qiu, who looked innocent on the opposite side, very unhappily.

Luo Qiu was stunned for a moment and smiled back, while Song Ying looked angry and itched her teeth.

"Luo Qiu, do you have any questions?" Song Tianyou suddenly asked at this time.

Sacrifice to ancestral graves was a matter of course. Luo Qiu had no reason to refuse, so he simply nodded and agreed... In this case, I'm afraid the club will have to be moved again.

However, the club itself is a place where you can move around. I heard You Ye said that he had the experience of traveling around the world for a period of time when he took office.

"Where is the ancestral grave of the Song family?" Luo Qiu asked the question.

"Taian in Shandong." Song Tianyou said with a smile at this time: "Our grandfather was actually near Mount Tai, but few people know this. Because by my father's generation, we were basically active in the south, and Made fortune again from the south.”

Luo Qiu nodded, expressing understanding. It's just... Taishan's words seemed to be a bit coincidental. The current time is not long until February 2nd.

"Luo Qiu? Luo Qiu?" Song Tianyou suddenly called out, "Is there still any problem?"

What Mr. Blind said in the mourning hall made Song Tianyou worried. Although he seemed quite calm on the outside, the attention towards Luo Qiu in his heart was unavoidable.

There is no doubt that Mr. Song is unwilling to let the Song family's bloodline be separated. Even if Luo Qiu is not a noble person, he will protect this child forever. If this child has some ambitions, he will try his best to realize this ambition. .

But now, knowing that Luo Qiu can bring great luck to the Song family, Master Song's desire to retain people is naturally more intense, and he is more concerned about Luo Qiu's own thoughts. He has never thought that Luo Qiu will leave the Song family. things.

"It's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that I have never been to Mount Tai." Luo Qiu smiled casually.

"Well, it just so happens that we can take this opportunity to have a good sightseeing." Song Tianyou chuckled, "If you can, you can also call your father's house filler. Since you have married into our Song family, the matter of ancestor worship can also be done." She should have her share.”

"Let me think about it." Luo Qiu did not refuse outright. Instead, he thought interestingly, wondering how Ren Ziling would react when she found out that she had found an ancestor like the Song family after walking around for a while.

Probably, he would be scared out of his wits.

"That's okay, you have your own considerations, I won't force you." Song Tianyou nodded, and then said: "Then this matter is settled, get ready to eat, the kitchen has cooked a lot of delicious food today Yes, eat more."

Song Ying didn't raise her hand and say that dinner was finally ready, long live the meal, or anything like that. She just felt that her grandfather's attitude towards Luo Qiu seemed much better.

He was already tolerant enough, but now he's almost becoming doting... Damn it!

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"Fruit, fresh fruit! Bananas, cucumbers, carrots!"

"Mahua, Mahua, authentic snacks from China, Mahua! Authentic Mahua!"

Everyone was shouting on this street called Chinatown. This is the only place where Soong University feels that a foreign country has a little bit of the flavor of home.

Of course, it's not too strong.

Just being able to see a lot of Chinese people is enough reason for shopping. Of course, Song Da did not come here just for shopping.

Taking out Natasha's ID from her clothes, Song Da looked at the house number in front of the building.

The rent of houses here is very low, and there are actually many locals or foreigners working here renting here. What Song Da didn't expect was that people who would go to the vineyard wine party would actually live in such a relatively civilian place.

"...No. 121, here." Song Da raised his head and saw a five-story cement house in front of him.

Most of the buildings in Chinatown are only a few stories high, so the cement house in front of him is not special and has specific room numbers. Song Da thought for a while and finally decided to go in.

But at this moment, a woman in her mid-twenties came out of the corridor. This woman's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Natasha's.

The woman's actions remained unchanged, holding the crutches with both hands, and was walking downstairs with difficulty and caution. Song Da frowned, but at this moment the woman's crutches suddenly missed the point. She instantly lost her balance and was about to roll down the corridor.

"Be careful!" Song Da stepped forward in two steps and caught the woman steadily.

A pair of crutches slipped from the stairs and landed on the street outside. Song Da glanced at the woman and saw that her face was haggard, as if she hadn't had a good rest for several days, and she even looked worried.

Song Da helped the woman down, leaned against the bottom of the stairs, and helped her pick up a pair of crutches again.

"Thank you." The woman lowered her head and said, then walked away from Song Da.

"Where do you want to go?" Song Da asked subconsciously.

"Looking for someone." The woman turned around and said quickly, "My sister has been missing for several days. I want to find her."

Song Da chased after him. He already had some guesses in his mind and just wanted to confirm something, "Is your sister's name Natasha?"

"You've seen her!" The woman immediately grabbed Song Da's arm excitedly, "You've seen her, right?"

Song Da looked around and nodded, "I do have some news about Natasha, but can you find another place? This is not the place to talk about things."

Having been here for many years, Song Da has never been very proficient in the language here. Although listening is stress-free, speaking is still a bit irregular and slow.

The woman hesitated for a moment.

Song Da had no choice but to take out Natasha's ID. When the woman looked at it, her hand trembled slightly. After she took Natasha's ID from Song Da's hand, she suddenly fainted.

Song Da was startled and quickly reached out to catch it. He glanced at the woman's closed eyes, then pinched her wrist, and then touched her forehead... The woman's body was very hot, and she seemed to have a high fever.

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She didn't know how long it took, but she slowly opened her eyes and looked around. This was her room, but why did she suddenly return to the room?

Confused, she propped up her body with her hands and sat up... She suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out the crutches placed beside the bed. But she was so impatient that she didn't hold the crutch firmly and fell to the ground with a thud.

"What's up?"

After the sound rang, the door to the room suddenly opened. It was completely unfamiliar to her, and the burly man appeared in front of her. She screamed in horror and picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table. , threw it out, "Who are you! Why are you in my house!"

"Miss, it's me!" Song Da quickly caught the alarm clock, "It's me! We met downstairs...do you remember?"

The woman relaxed slightly this time, and then quickly grabbed the quilt.

Song Da said slowly at this time: "You suddenly fainted and had a high fever, so I sent you home. Oh... I found the key in your wallet, with the room number on it."

"But you..." The woman looked at Song Da in surprise...or rather at the way he was dressed at this time.

There was a women's apron hanging on his burly body. Because his body was too strong, the apron looked quite small when he put it on. At the same time, his head was wrapped in white cloth. Plus...he's holding a broom.

"This?" Song Da looked at the broom in his hand, "It took a long time and was a bit boring. It seems that your house hasn't been cleaned for a long time, so I couldn't help but move my hands... Don't worry, the clothes I haven’t touched anything like that!”

"Natasha..." The woman suddenly murmured in a low voice.

"What?" Song Da was startled, then fell silent.

The woman's voice trembled: "Natasha... tell me her... her news. I... I am mentally prepared... I have read the news, and I also know about the Vineyard Castle."

Peaceful?

No, when Song Da saw the woman's hand holding the quilt with great force and trembling, he knew that she could never be calm at this time.

Song Da took a deep breath, took off his apron and headscarf, then took off his shoes outside the door, and then walked into the room.

"Unfortunately, your sister died in the collapse of the castle." Song Da looked at the woman. She lowered her head and shook her shoulders suddenly.

Fortunately for Song Da, the woman did not look into his eyes. Song Da was not a person who was not used to lying.

He continued: "I'm sorry. When we found her, your sister's body had been damaged beyond recognition by falling rocks. We could only find the ID on her body, which was her only relic."

The woman didn't speak or cry loudly. She just sat with her head lowered, as if she was just an empty shell. Song Da shook his head, gently put the alarm clock back on the bedside table, and then put down Natasha's ID as well.

Song Da quietly walked out of the room and closed the door.

The moment after closing the door, he heard a scream, followed by howling, which was the sound of collapse and sadness. Song Da frowned and then walked into the kitchen.

After crying for a long time, the room became quiet at this time.

After a while, Song Da came out of the kitchen with a bowl of something. These were some Chinese medicinal materials that he later bought at a medicine store in China Street to treat colds and fevers.

Song Da quietly opened the door to the room and found that Natasha's sister had fallen under the bed and passed out again.

Song Da had no choice but to pick her up, put her back on her clothes, cover the cup, and feed her the bowl of medicine.

The disease should be better when he wakes up tomorrow, but the heart disease cannot be cured by medicine... Song Da sighed and began to look at the things in the room.

On the bedside were several photos of this woman and Natasha, from childhood to teenage years, to a recent photo.

Later, Song Da found the original diary on the table... Song Da hesitated for a moment, then opened it and read it... However, he could only listen and speak, and it was difficult to read and write.

In desperation, Song Da could only take out his mobile phone, use translation software, and read the diary bit by bit.

"...If possible, I really hope to be able to be on stage again."

ps: There will be a second update later... No need to wait, you can watch it tomorrow.