In the living room of the Song family, as soon as Song Yuancheng and Song Donglai's father and son stepped in, they saw Song Jinqi with a lost face and Song Fangluo with an indifferent face sitting on the sofa.

"The third child!" Song Jinqi hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt, got up and walked a few steps quickly, holding Song Yuancheng's hands, his eyebrows were full of sadness, and pain was written all over an old face.

"Second brother, father, how is he?" Song Yuancheng held his brother's hand tightly, and he was also full of sorrow.

"The doctor is still there to resuscitate ...... I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'm going to die......" Song Jinqi couldn't help but squeeze out two old tears, held his brother's hand, and shook it.

The two brothers were embarrassed, with tears in their eyes, and they seemed to be unable to accept the fact that their father was suddenly critically ill.

Song Xiaoren has always been healthy, how could he suddenly become terminally ill?

"People are going to die, what's the use of crying?" Song Fangluo, who was dressed in a striped suit, cocked Erlang's legs and read lazily: "Third uncle, dad, you should think about the future for the old man!"

"Bastard thing!" Song Jinqi was furious, and rolled his eyes: "Are you talking about human words? That's your grandfather! Do you want to curse him to die early?"

Song Fangluo shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, but Song Donglai smiled and said: "Second uncle, I think my cousin is right, people always have to die, I think we should all discuss and discuss, let's arrange the aftermath earlier! I don't know when the uncle will arrive, the old man's inheritance is also a lot, everyone should be more concerned about how many of them they can get, isn't this the reason?"

"You!?" Song Yuancheng pointed to his son, but he couldn't say anything to refute it.

Bang bang, Song Fangluo gave a thumbs up after applauding, and a smug smile on his face: "That's it, Dad, Third Uncle, don't you act, the old man is traveling to the west with a crane, isn't it just what everyone wants? ”

is not a good man and a woman, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, and the bottom is broken by these two gentlemen, and the sad drama of the Song brothers is really unbearable.

After a moment of silence, Song Jinqi coughed dryly and raised his voice to change the topic: "Why hasn't the boss arrived yet?"

"It's at least more than ten hours from Taipei to here, I think let's go and see my father, in case there is anything to explain, it's good that someone is there. Song Yuancheng pondered.

"Yes, yes, we should go and see the situation first. Song Jinqi also echoed, if the old man has a last word, he can't let Song Yuancheng be alone, he has to go with everyone.

Just when the two brothers were each pregnant with ghosts and were about to visit Song Xiaoren's ward, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and a young man in a white shirt walked down quickly.

The two pairs of father and son of the Song family stared at each other, this young man looked extraordinary, but he had a head full of white hair, what was his origin?

"Which one is Mr. Song Zhongyi?" Ye Fan raised his voice to meet the prying eyes of these Song family children.

Song Jinqi and Song Yuancheng glanced at each other, and they all felt Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts, could it be that the old man wanted to see the boss? Then this young man was probably a doctor's assistant, paralegal, or something like that who came to pass the word.

Song Jinqi cleared his throat and hurriedly answered: "Big brother is still on the way, how is my father's condition?

"The old man only saw Mr. Song Zhongyi. Ye Fan put on a businesslike attitude: "Let's wait here for the time being!"

"Big brother is not here, can't we see our father first?" Song Yuancheng was unhappy, spread his hands and shouted: "The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, isn't my father favoritism!"

"Yes, does my father have any will to confess? Why don't we go and see for the eldest brother first, and we will see each other after all." Song Jinqi was about to go upstairs.

Song Yuancheng is not far behind, but he can't ask others to take the lead, the inheritance is by fighting, by grabbing, and it is a fool to sit and wait for pie to fall from the sky.

"Wait!" Seeing that the two wanted to forcibly go upstairs, Ye Fan raised his hand, "Two, Old Man Song's time is short, and I have something to tell you." According to the will, in the future, the ancestral property of the Song family will be divided according to the heads of the children and grandchildren, and it will be distributed equally, and everyone will have a share. The old man wanted to see Mr. Song Zhongyi, and he wanted to explain the matter of the ancestral hall. ”

The Song brothers calculated it in their hearts, and it turned out that this was the case! Since the inheritance was evenly distributed, why bother to annoy the old man again?

"That's good, that's good, the ancestral hall should be handed over to the eldest brother to take care of. Song Yuancheng retreated to his seat.

Song Jinqi pretended to sigh, "The prince and the general will inevitably grow old, and my father's age can be regarded as enjoying his old age." It's better to notify everyone in the overseas family first, and arrange the funeral for your father! So as not to be caught off guard and let outsiders look down on our Song family when the time comes. ”

"Second uncle, if you want me to say, call and order the crystal coffin first!" Song Donglai leaned on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and looked cynical, as if it was not his grandfather who was going to die, but an insignificant person.

Song Fangluo lit a cigarette opposite him, and said slowly: "What kind of crystal coffin do you want, save some money and do good deeds!" In my opinion, hurry up and send it to the ancestral hall after cremation, everyone takes the inheritance and goes back to their respective homes, everyone is happy, don't act here, I look tired for you!"

Looking at the rebellious behavior of these two younger generations of the Song family, Ye Fan secretly shook his head, Song Xiaoren was too negligent in governing his children and grandchildren, which led to the fact that today, the children and grandchildren of the Song family, except for the eldest family in Taipei, who still abide by etiquette and family law, the rest of them have rotted into tumors and are incurable.

"Don't say a word!" Song Jinqi waved his sleeves, taught his son a lesson without pain, and began to arrange things as a brother: "Third brother, now let's do these two things separately, ask the housekeeper to go to Chinatown to order a good coffin, and then call a few monks who do things to come over, I will contact the Hongmen people, relatives and friends from all over the world......"

"No need! I'm not dead yet!" suddenly came an angry shout from upstairs!

Song Xiaoren held a cane, and with the support of Song Chuyu, he appeared at the mouth of the spiral ladder with an angry face.

The four members of the Song family in the living room below were all dumbfounded, and the two juniors, Song Fangluo and Song Donglai, hurriedly got up from the sofa.

"Father, you ...... Are you not sick?" Song Jinqi looked at his condescending father suspiciously, what kind of play is this?

"You wish I could close my eyes quickly, right?" Song Xiaoren raised his cane and pointed at the unfilial descendants below one by one: "You, you, you, all of you are a group of rebellious sons and grandsons!"

"Grandpa, are you testing us? This is your fault, we flew over all night from afar, is it easy for us?" After panicking, Song Donglai showed a fearless expression, an old man, what can he do, besides, the law does not blame the public, they are all surnamed Song, and the old man also has to weigh and weigh to save some face for his children and grandchildren.

Song Xiaoren was furious, and his grandson dared to contradict him, and he was even more angry and wanted to vomit blood.

"Shut up for me!" the old man tapped his cane hard, "Do you still have ancestral family law in your eyes!?"

Song Yuancheng saw his son's misfortune coming out of his mouth, so he hurriedly raised his face and said angrily: "Come to the east, quickly admit your mistake to grandpa!"

"Admit your mistakes? Dad, second uncle, if you want to admit your mistakes, you should admit them first, what does it matter to me? Since the old man is living well, there is nothing to do with me here, I will go back first......" Song Donglai looked at everything empty, and did not take the elders in his eyes at all.

I haven't seen each other for a few years, Song Donglai's arrogant, arrogant and rude bad temperament made Song Xiaoren almost dare not recognize each other, is this still a descendant of the Song family? Is this still his own grandson of Song Xiaoren?

"Get out, get out of here!" Song Xiaoren was dizzy, completely forgetting his intention of calling these people.

The four of them exchanged glances with each other, and they wanted to leave when they were bored, they couldn't pretend anymore, what was the use of staying here?

"Wait!" At this moment, Ye Fan stopped the four Song family members.