Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 898 Decisions and Diaries

Luo Qiu and Song Yuran appeared in front of the dining room with a smile and laughter, and it happened that the two of them just met Song Ying.

Song Ying’s attitude shouted Song Songran very well, and then he snorted at Luo Qiu and turned into the dining room.

Master Song has not yet arrived. There are many rules of the ancient family. For example, before the parents have arrived, the younger generation can not eat first.

It seems that in order to leave Luo Qiu aside, after Song Ruran and Luo Qiu also sat down, Song Ying immediately moved the stool to the side of Song Yuran, talking about things.

"Room stop? Oil? Gold mine?" Song Yanran listened to Song Ying feeling incredible things, and he felt very incredible!

"Yeah! These things are not to be said, there are still many small things."

Song Sakura seems to be really good at this time. "You don't know, until I came to the dining room, I have received more than a dozen calls, which are all good news for me. Today is my lucky day!"

"Speaking of my mood is also very good." Song Xiaoran smiled. "Today, both of you are discharged from the hospital. It is really a happy event. It seems that it is not wrong at all."

Although they discussed it, Luo Qiu thought of it instead talking to Mr. Blind in the hall.

This adds a bit of power to the incense, it seems to be a bit big...

"Oh, they are all here."

At this time, Master Song, accompanied by Wu Shu, also slowly came out, but did not see Mr. Blind. After Song Tianyou sat down, he looked at these children and showed a smile of harmony. "Before eating, I said something, you listen."

Song Ying then moved the stool back to his position... Song Tianyou is a very disciplined person, and naturally hopes that others can abide by the rules.

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

Song Tianyou said at this time: "I have already set the date for going to China, one week later. This time I went back mainly to worship the ancestors. I have not returned in many years. The ancestral graves of our Song family do not know what it looks like now."

"Ancestral ancestors? So suddenly?" Song Yingyi 愣 - Song ancestors, she also went back once, or her childhood.

"It’s not a temporary decision." Song Tianyou said at this time: "Actually, after I found Luo Qiu, I have this idea. It’s just that the things here are handled almost the same, and our traditional New Year is coming soon. So I plan, this time we are going back to China for a Lunar New Year."

Song Ying frowned and said: "But my grandfather, I still feel too sudden. You know that if you go back there, there will be a lot of people staring at it. Besides, the group's affairs can't be handled so quickly. Moreover, The thing in the hospital..."

Song Tianyou smiled and said: "You can rest assured that I will arrange for people to handle it. As for the group's affairs, you can arrange for the general things to be explained. After a while, the whole group will not be chaotic."

Song Ying had no choice but to nod. "Well, I will wait to arrange it."

She knows that Song Tianyou can't change once he makes a decision. This is the supreme majesty of the entire Song family.

Speaking, Song Sakura was very uncomfortable at this time and looked at Luo Qiu, who had an innocent look across the face.

Luo Qiu stunned, and smiled, Song Ying tickles.

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

The sacrifice of the ancestral graves, the natural meaning, Luo Qiu did not refuse the reason, simply nodded and agreed. In this case, I am afraid that the club will be moved again.

However, the club itself is a place where you can move around. Listening to the night, I have been there for a while, and I have been running around the world.

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

“Taian in Shandong.” Song Tianyou smiled at this time: “Our grandfather is actually near Taishan, but few people know this. Because of my father’s generation, we are basically active in the southern region. I made another home from the South."

Luo Qiu nodded and expressed understanding. It’s just... Taishan’s words seem to have happened. The time is now, not far from February 2.

"Luo Qiu? Luo Qiu?" Song Tianyou suddenly called a few words at this time, "Is there any problem?"

What Mr. Blind said in the hall, let Song Tianyou remember to hang. Although the appearance seems quite calm now, the attention to Luo Qiu in my heart is inevitable.

There is no doubt that Song is not willing to let the blood of the Song family be dismantled. Even if Luo Qiu is not a noble person, he will keep the child forever. If the 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, Song’s thoughts of retaining people are naturally more intense, and they are more concerned about Luo Qiu’s own ideas – he did not think that Luo Qiu would leave. Song family things.

"Nothing just suddenly remembered, I have not been to Mount Tai." Luo Qiu smiled casually.

"Well, just take advantage of this opportunity to have a good tour." Song Tianyou smiled. "If you can, you can call your father's house. Since you married our Song family, you also worship the ancestors." There should be one for her."

"I think about it." Luo Qiu did not refuse at all. Instead, he thought interestingly. I don't know if Ren Ziling knew that after she had turned around, she found a ancestor like the Song family. How would it react?

Probably, it will be scary.

"Also, you have your own considerations, I will not force you." Song Tianyou nodded, then made a decision: "Then this thing is settled, ready to eat, today the kitchen has done a lot of delicious. Eat more."

Song Ying did not raise his hand and said that he could finally open the meal. Long lived and so on, just felt that his grandfather’s attitude toward Luo Qiu seemed to be much better.

It was already tolerant enough, and it will soon become a favorite... damn!

......

......

"Fruit, fresh fruit! Banana Cucumber Carrot!"

"Twist, twist, authentic Chinese snacks, twist! Authentic twist!"

Everyone shouted - on this street called Zhonghua Street. This is the only place where Song Da feels that there is a little hometown taste in a foreign country.

Of course, it is not too strong.

Just being able to see a lot of Chinese people, there is enough reason to go shopping - of course, Song Da is not here to go shopping.

Natasha’s ID was taken out of the clothes, and Song Da looked at the house number in front of the building.

The rent of the house here is very low. In fact, many locals or foreigners working here are renting. What Song Da did not think was that people who would go to the vineyard reception would actually live in this relatively civilian place.

"... No. 121, here?" Song Da raised his head and saw a five-storey concrete house.

Most of the construction in Chinatown is a few stories high, so the concrete house in front of it is not particularly special - there is a specific room number, Song Da thought for a while, and finally decided to go inside.

But at this time, the woman just turned out to be a twenty-four-five-year-old on the corridor. This woman's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Natasha.

The woman’s actions were the same, her hands were crutches, and she was walking hard down and downstairs. Song Da frowned, but this time the woman's crutches were empty, she lost her balance instantly, and the whole person looked down from the corridor.

"Be careful!" Song Dawei greeted him in two steps and firmly held the woman.

A pair of crutches slipped from the stairs and landed on the street outside. Song Da glanced at the woman and saw her face stunned. It seemed that she had not had a good rest for several days, and even had a worried look.

Song Da helped the woman down, leaned against the bottom of the stairs, and helped her to re-carry a pair of crutches.

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

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

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

Song Da chased him up. He had some speculation in his heart. He only wanted to confirm what. "Your sister's name is Natasha?"

"You have seen her!" The woman excitedly grabbed Song’s arm in an instant. "You have seen her, are you?"

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

It’s not a long time to come here. Song Da has not been very proficient in the language here. Although listening is already stress-free, it is still somewhat non-standard and slow.

The woman hesitated for a moment.

Song Da had to take Natasha's documents out. When the woman saw it, her hand shook a little. After she took Natasha's documents from Song Da's hand, she suddenly fainted.

Song Da was shocked and quickly reached for his hand. He glanced at the woman's closed eyes, then pinched her wrist and touched her forehead... The woman's body was very hot and seemed to have a high fever.

......

I don't know how long it took. She slowly opened her eyes and glanced around—this is her room, but why did she suddenly return to the room?

She held up her body with some confusion and sat up... She suddenly remembered something and quickly took the crutches on the bedside. It was just that she was too anxious, and the crutches did not hold steady, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

"what's up?"

After the sound was heard, the door of the room was opened at once. It was completely strange to her, and the burly man appeared in front of her own eyes. She was so horrified that she suddenly screamed and picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table. Throw it out, "Who are you! Why in my house!"

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

The woman relaxed a little this time, then quickly grabbed the quilt.

Song Da slowly said: "You suddenly fainted, and also had a high fever, so I sent you home. Oh... the key is found in your wallet, there is a room number."

"But you..." The woman looked at Song Da in amazement... or looked at his dress at this time.

The burly body was hung with a women's apron - because his body was too strong, so the apron appeared quite small after it was put on, and his head was covered with white cloth. Also... still holding a broom.

"This?" Song Da looked at the broom in his hand. "The time is a bit long, a bit boring. It seems that your home has not been cleaned for a long time, so I can't help but move my hand... you can rest assured that clothing I haven't moved anything in the class!"

"Natasha..." The woman whispered aloud.

"What?" Song Dayi, then silenced.

The woman's voice trembled: "Natasha... Tell me, her... her message. I... I am mentally prepared... The news I saw, the vineyard castle thing... I know."

Are you calm?

No, Song Da looked at the woman’s hand and grasped the quilt’s hand with great force and trembling, knowing that she could never be calm at this time.

Song Dashen took a deep breath and took off his headgear to remove the headscarf, then took off his shoes outside the door before he walked into the room.

"Your sister, she, unfortunately died in the collapse of the castle." Song Da looked at the woman, she looked down, her shoulders jerked.

Fortunately for Song Daqing, this woman did not look at his eyes - Song Da is not a person who is not used to lying.

He went on to say: "I am sorry, when we found out, your sister's body has been smashed by the fallen stone. We can only find the documents on her body and it is her only relic."

The woman did not speak, did not cry out loud, so she sat down with her head as if it were just an empty shell. Song Da shook his head and gently put the alarm clock back on the bedside table, and then put Natasha's documents down.

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

At the moment after closing the door, he heard a scream, followed by a cry, which was the sorrow of the collapse. Song Da frowned, then walked into the kitchen.

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

After a while, Song Da came out of the kitchen with a short bowl of things - this is some of the Chinese herbal medicines that he later bought at the Chinese medicine shop in Zhonghua Street to treat colds and fever.

Song Da quietly opened the door of the room and found that Natasha’s sister had fallen to the bottom of the bed, and the whole person was in a coma.

Song Da had to pick her up and put it back on, put on the cup, and then feed her to drink the medicine.

I woke up tomorrow and it should be better, but my heart disease is not a drug to solve... Song Da sighed and began to look at the room.

There are a few photos of this woman and Natasha on the bed, from a young age to a girl, to a recent photo.

Later, Song Da found the original diary on the table... When Song Da hesitated, he opened it and watched it... but he could only listen and say that reading and writing was difficult.

In desperation, Song Da was only able to take out his mobile phone and read the diary a little bit with translation software.

"...If I can, I really hope that I can get on the stage again."

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PS: There is a second more late... Don't wait, you can see it tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)