Song Ersheng's heart jumped, his face was not obvious, and when these people were taken away by Yongxin, he pulled Yongle and asked, "Who is the person who is the leader of my grandfather's brother, what does this have to do with him knowing my grandfather" This person got off from the car where she knew the license plate number.
He was holding on, his face was not good, and he kept looking at his old man, who was with him.
Senior brother's brother, is it that old man?
"Let's go, you'll find out in a moment."
Yongle picked up Song Ersheng, and called Song Yidi Song Yizheng from the side, "An elder who your grandfather knows is here, you all come to meet" Song Yizheng obviously didn't want to go, and looked at Song Ersheng for help.
Song Ersheng heard Yongle use two familiar words, so he said to his sister who was already nervous, "It's okay, just meet, our adults are not here, as the Song family, as the granddaughter of the grandfather, we have to meet this old grandfather no matter what, it's okay" motioned to the sister to pull her sister.
Song Yidi asked Song Yizheng to put the copper ring in the house, and pulled her back, "We don't need to change our clothes" They are wearing old clothes, and the cuffs of their trousers are hairy Song Ersheng waved his hand, "It's just someone who knows grandpa, you don't need to change your clothes."
"Just look at what kind of attitude this person has.
If the attitude is not good, they will definitely not be able to enter this East Temple next time.
Intuitively, Song Ersheng felt that these people should have been contacted by the master for her.
Otherwise, it was such a coincidence, someone who came to know her grandfather, or the brother of the senior brother, although she didn't want to waste the master's mind, but she didn't want the master to sacrifice too much for herself.
She's not incompetent The master was in his own meditation room, entertaining them.
This treatment made Song Ersheng stunned, the master is really familiar with them "Three thousand, come here" Guangming beckoned to Song Ersheng, and called the twins, and waited for the three children to stand in front of him before he said, "They are Song Guishan's granddaughters."
Song Guishan has only one son, Song Huasong, who went to Suzhou and Hangzhou to study architecture on the spot.
The adults in their family are not there, but the three children are.
Three thousand, you just saw it, these two are Song Yidi and Song Yizheng. ” The middle-aged man looked at them kindly one by one, and then asked a young man behind him to take out three red envelopes, "New Year's money, take it."
Your Song family, you are all good-looking, your grandfather back then, that was my idol, I dreamed of growing up like him" After speaking, he smiled naturally, and said to the old man who was sitting next to him who was still watching Song Ersheng, "Uncle, this is Song Guishan's granddaughter" The voice was very loud.
Song Ersheng asked his sister to take the three red envelopes, looked at the old man, who was probably behind his ears, and found that after listening to the words of the middle-aged man, his eyes had changed when he looked at him.
It was an expression of eagerness and sadness.
He raised his hand and stretched out his hand to Song Ersheng, but Song Ersheng didn't move.
Guangming pushed her, and she approached, holding the old man's hand with both hands.
At this time, Song Ersheng keenly noticed that behind the middle-aged man, a tall man who had always had a low sense of existence glanced at him sharply.
This glance was extremely short, just less than a blink of an eye, and it disappeared in an instant.
But Song Ersheng still caught it.
She controlled her expression and controlled herself not to look over, but the alarm bell in her head rang.
This person is not simple, she has met only a handful of people with such eyes in her two lives.
The old man's dry and wide palm firmly held Song Ersheng's hand and shook it, but he didn't speak.
The middle-aged man hugged the old man, "My uncle's throat was bad in his early years, and now his ears are not good, he just came back from a foreign country" Foreign Song Ersheng smiled, turned the old man's palm upside down, and wrote three words in his palm, Hello grandpa.
After writing it, I was stunned, and wrote three more words, which is still good for grandpa, but it has become a traditional character.
The old man understood it by looking at the strokes, gently touched Song Ersheng's little bald lady, nodded, and said two words silently with his mouth, hello.
Only then did Song Ersheng understand the meaning of the phrase that he had a bad throat in his early years.
This old man used to be able to speak, but then he couldn't speak when his voice was broken.
Originally, she wanted to hear something about her grandfather, but now it seems that there is no drama.
However, these two people are obviously not people who will talk casually.
But now she doesn't even have a chance to talk.
The old man let go of her, Song Ersheng retreated, and then was hugged tightly by Song Yidi.
Guangming looked at Song Yidi at this time, "You take her to the back mountain to play" and pointed to the little girl in gorgeous clothes.
No matter how Song Yidi didn't worry about Song Ersheng, he didn't dare to disobey the master's words.
Song Yizheng, who was about to cry urgently, came out first. kicked Song Yizheng before he came in again and looked at the little girl.
The little girl stood up, straightened her skirt, didn't look at anyone and didn't say anything, and followed Song Yidi out.
When he passed Song Ersheng, he glanced at her deeply.
"Hehehe.
Guangming first chatted with the middle-aged man, and after the middle-aged man took a sip of tea, he looked at the tall man behind him, "I haven't introduced you yet, this is the commander-in-chief who was sent down this time to manage the restoration of the East Temple and the construction of the East Forest Courtyard, Minister Dong." ” This Minister Dong stood up, and the three people behind him also stood up neatly, obviously acting as soldiers.
Song Ersheng's eyes were pure and curious, and the middle-aged man smiled, "I forgot to say it, my surname is Zhao."
Three thousand, just call me Uncle Zhao."
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The moment he took out the three red envelopes, Song Ersheng knew that this person had long known everything about his own situation.
Moreover, there is no intention to look down on them at all, because there is no one in the eyes of the people.
Song Guishan has passed away, and his descendants are completely unworthy and unworthy of his slightest attention.
Song Ersheng only felt that his kind eyes were too formulaic at first, but later he understood that he felt that others were quite good.
At least to them, you can still be so kind Song Ersheng smiled shyly and didn't open his mouth.
She was only thinking in her heart, what the hell is this Donglin Courtyard Guangming sat down and saluted Minister Dong, and when Minister Dong sat down again, he said, "I have Minister Dong to take care of him in the future."
The East Temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and the three of us are also powerless, but in the end, the government has the heart to take care of us so much." t1706231537: