Rebirth of Everyday Life In the 1970s

"The old man has a good stomach." Song Fengchen praised sincerely.

The old man gave a wry smile and opened his mouth, after all he could not speak.

The matter is now, he has no choice.

What's more, the most important thing at the moment is not to entangle these, but how to deal with the matter of Zhong Mengshen digging his grave and stealing the treasures of his family's Feng Shui.

"Master Song?" Zhong Zanyu's heart was beating like thunder. He looked at Song Fengchen with a fluke in his heart, begging.

Song Fengchen smiled at the extremely weak Zhong Mengshen to appease him, and then the voice changed: "Also, since the old man's family affairs have been handled properly, the grievances and grievances of the Peng Zhong family should have come to an end. It's time."

"You can just say it if you have something to say." The old man reached out his hand and touched the hollow of his chest, his eyes full of gloom.

Song Fengchen made it clear that he wanted to intervene in this matter, but he didn't even have room to resist.

Zhong Zanyu hurriedly moved the grandmaster chair beside him to Song Fengchen.

Song Fengchen smiled and accepted, and then said: "Since the old gentleman has said so, then I am not welcome. As an outsider, let me say a few words of justice first."

"The first thing about the tomb is that the Zhong family can't stand the Peng family. There is no doubt about this." Song Fengchen said solemnly.

Zhong Mengshen leaned against the head of the bed, his apple was rolling up and down, he closed his eyes and nodded.

Song Fengchen turned his head and looked at the old man: "The second time, the old gentleman will ask Zhong Mengshen to pay all his net worth. It's over."

The Zhong family instantly regained their spirits.

The old man sullen his face, with blue veins on his forehead.

Song Fengchen looked in his eyes and said slowly: "One fate, two luck, three feng shui, the Zhong family can have today, how much of it is because his family’s own fortune is deep, and how much is blessed by the treasures of feng shui-this, old man It should be clearer than I am."

He just said plainly that if the geomantic gems really had such a miraculous effect, how could the original Peng family not escape the end of extinction!

The old man was silent.

Song Fengchen continued: "What's more, the so-called feng shui treasures are inherently long-lasting existence. Naturally, whoever is lucky will return to whoever finds it. When your Peng family was still there, you said that it must be something from your Peng family. , I naturally have nothing to say. It's a pity..."

He didn’t want to uncover the old man’s scars. He just said: “Nowadays, this piece of geomantic omen has fallen into the hands of Zhong Mengshen by mistake. The above is the Zhong family who stole the Peng family’s feng shui treasure. The old gentleman thinks that what I said makes sense?"

A touch of ecstasy immediately rose on the face of the Zhong family.

Peng Zhi's eyes widened. He couldn't understand that when things came to Song Fengchen's mouth, it became a matter of course for the Zhong family to occupy the treasured land of Peng's feng shui.

In this way, what did he use to blackmail the Zhong family.

Thinking of this, Peng Zhi looked at the old man nervously.

The old man's eyes were gloomy, and he never knew this.

The reason why he would use this thing as a raft lion opened his mouth to ask for all the belongings of the Zhong family, first is because Zhong Mengshen took his tomb, but his descendants have fallen into the present situation, he couldn't be angry; secondly , Is purely trying to create a prosperous and comfortable living environment for Peng Zhi’s family with the Zhong family’s fortune before reincarnation, so that he can also walk with peace of mind.

Only now, can Song Fengchen tolerate him doing this?

The old man raised his head, facing the deep eyes of Shang Fengchen, his heart stunned.

For a long time, he spoke, in a tone that might not be clear: "The little friend is right."

"Grandpa--" Peng Zhi was anxious.

The heart that Zhong's family was holding fell completely.

"The old man thinks it makes sense." Song Fengchen smiled slightly, "Then the next thing couldn't be easier."

As he said, he looked at Zhong Mengshen.

Zhong Mengshen's eyes were full of gratitude, and he only said, "Let Master Song call the shots."

Song Fengchen said immediately: "Although Zhong Mengshen dug your grave, but now he has been killed by you...Of course, considering the old gentleman's mood at the time, it is not incomprehensible. "

"Let's do it," Song Fengchen paused slightly, "I'll let the Zhong family take out 10% of the family property, which counts as compensation for you. What does the old gentleman think?"

10%——

How can this work?

Peng Zhi was anxious, knowing that he promised to distribute the 50% property to the Chu Master Zhong family after the matter was done.

He couldn't help shouting: "Grandpa?"

The old man turned a deaf ear and nodded: "Okay."

The matter is now, he has no choice.

Song Fengchen smiled slightly.

If you really want to distinguish between black and white, there is actually no need to give him this family property. The reason for doing this is only considering that there is another Zhong Yueqing on the other side.

Peng Zhi looked dissatisfied, just frightened by the old man's power, did he dare to stand up and refute.

"As for the sore on the heads of Zhong's family?" Song Fengchen looked at the old man.

The old man calmed his heart and waved his hand, and wisps of ghost gas burst out from the center of the Zhong family's eyebrows and flew straight into his body.

Zhong Zanyu was in pain. He touched the top of his head courageously. The sarcoma was still there, but it was no longer limp.

He looked ecstatic, and without waiting for Song Fengchen's instructions, he shouted at the servant who was shrinking in the corner: "Go, call and invite Lawyer Chen over."

"Good sir." The middle-aged man headed nodded hurriedly, and ran out in a mess.

Recalling what happened just now, the old man's eyes were full of resentment and irritation, but he didn't want to stay here for a while. He immediately said: "The next thing, you handle it yourself."

Although he still recognized Peng Zhi after all, it is not the same between his own great-grandson and the adopted great-grandson who was calculated and recognized. So he accepted Song Fengchen's proposal.

As soon as the voice fell, a stray wind blew past, and the old man disappeared in the room.

The atmosphere in the room was instantly suppressed.

"Too..." Peng Zhi half-opened his mouth, and felt chills at the eyes of Shang Zhong's family members wishing to swallow him alive.

Zhong Yueqing stood there stiffly, a chaos in her mind.

At this moment, there was a slight sigh in the air.

Zhong Mengshen looked lonely, closed his eyes, and stopped looking at Zhong Yueqing, and said in a hoarse voice: "From now on, I will treat Zhong Mengshen without your daughter."

Zhong Yueqing was relieved, and the shame in his eyes flashed, leaving only full of ridicule.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Zhong Zanyu looked impatient and opened the door directly: "Two, please!"

Zhong Yueqing was already very irritable, wishing to avoid the embarrassing scene at the moment. Hearing what Zhong Zanyu said, she immediately helped Peng Zhi and walked in the direction of the door.

Jia Yan was busy taking care of Zhong Mengshen. Zhong Zanyu’s eldest son immediately walked to Song Fengchen and said: “Master Song, my dad may be busy for a while. Why don’t you move to the restaurant first? Dinner is ready."

"Good." Song Fengchen nodded.

As Zhong Yueqing signed the last property transfer contract, Zhong Zanyu smiled knowingly.

He looked at the complex-looking Zhong Yueqing and his wife, and while sorting out the contract in their hands, he calmly said: "Since the property has been divided, as your former brother in name, I think there is one thing that must be known to you. "

As soon as Zhong Yueqing looked up, Zhong Zanyu made no secret of the smile in his eyes: "After my father's 80th birthday, he made a will."

Zhong Yueqing panicked, "What do you mean?"

Zhong Zanyu said word by word: "The content is probably that after his death, all the property under his name is divided into ten shares, and you take three."

"How is it possible?" Zhong Yueqing cried out in silence.

Zhong Zanyu snorted: "Although he doesn't like you, who can let you have a mother who makes him think about it."

Otherwise, the old man can willingly raise Zhong Yueqing's family for so many years?

Seeing Zhong Yueqing and his wife who were struck by thunder, Zhong Zanyu, who thought he was letting out a bad breath, felt very happy.

This is also the main reason why he didn't stop Song Fengchen from taking the lead and handing over the full possession of the Zhong family to Peng Zhi.

30% to 10%, he still made it!

After Zhong Yueqing and his wife were beaten away, Zhong Zanyu rushed to the restaurant.

Chen Bingwen was speaking with Song Fengchen, and when he saw Zhong Zanyu approaching, he nodded slightly: "Zhong Sheng."

"Chen Sheng." Zhong Zanyu sat opposite Song Fengchen, not talking nonsense, just said: "I'm afraid I will have to trouble."

"Master Song should be the first time to come to Hong Kong."

Song Fengchen nodded, and it was correct to talk about the whole life alone.

Zhong Zanyu said with a smile: "In this case, it is better to ask Master Song to stay in Hong Kong for a few more days. I will accompany you to stroll around. The most indispensable thing in Hong Kong is places to eat, drink and play, what do you think?"

Visiting the small county town? no.

What's more, I missed my son Xu after coming out for so few days.

Song Fengchen immediately shrugged off and said: "Mr. Zhong's kindness, Song took it heartily. But before he came out, there were still some things at home that hadn't been done..."

With that, he looked at Chen Bingwen.

Chen Bingwen nodded.

Song Fengchen continued: "If Mr. Zhong is free, might as well help us book two return tickets for tomorrow."

"Well, it's really not easy to keep Mr. Song."

With that said, Zhong Zanyu invited the butler, whispered a few words, and the other party responded and bowed back.

There was a small chat between the sky and the north, and Song Fengchen got up and said goodbye at seven o'clock.

Zhong Mengshen came out to give it away, and only said: "If Master Song comes to Hong Kong again, he must let me know and let me do my best as a landlord."

There were no other scenes, just asking people to stuff a trunk full of gifts into the vehicle Song Fengchen was about to ride.

On the contrary, it saved Song Fengchen a lot of saliva.