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After Wang Qiaoyun finished shouting, the entire hall returned to silence again, and everyone's eyes turned towards her.
Song Dongpingyuan originally had a smile on his face, but now his expression turned gloomy, and he looked here sharply.
"Well¡¡"
At this moment, Wang Xiaoyun felt like cold water was poured on his head, and his fevered mind quickly returned to calmness.
Although the old man has now stepped down as the head of the family, he is still the highest being in the Song family, and no one dares to disobey his authority.
Song Dongping now only wants his youngest son to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan. He is afraid that Song Haotian will not agree, so how can he tolerate other people causing trouble?
He said in a cold voice: "Who is speaking?"
Wang Xiaoyun immediately gave up. She did not have the courage to face the old man directly, so she quickly lowered her head and pushed Song Hongyu out.
Song Dongping looked at him with sharp eyes: "What? Do you have any objections?"
Song Hongyu was nervous and incoherent, but since he was pushed out, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep talking.
"Father, I feel that this matter is not appropriate. We should discuss it carefully"
"What a waste of discussion!"
The old man suddenly became furious and slapped the table with his hand, which made Song Hongyu tremble all over.
"Haotian is my son. Who do I need to discuss with when I want my son to recognize his ancestor? Do I still need your consent?"
Song Hongyu was originally a playboy. What he feared most was his old father. At this moment, he was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat. He stammered quickly: "No no need."
Song Dongping snorted coldly and scanned the audience: "If you have any objections, please come forward. Today it is decided that my son will recognize his ancestor and return to the clan. If you don't want to, just get out. The Song family does not lack you!"
Seeing how angry Song Dongping was, how could anyone else dare to say anything? Even if they had any opinions, they could only swallow them.
¡°Otherwise, if the old man is offended, they may really be expelled from the Song family.
Seeing that no one spoke, Song Dongping said: "Since we have no objections, then we are all a family, so come over and meet!"
The Song family saw that the old man really loved his little son, and pleasing Song Haotian would make him happy.
The big family has always been full of people who can adapt to the changing circumstances. Immediately, people rushed forward to say hello to Song Haotian. For a while, the atmosphere in the lobby became lively again.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Hongyu and his family could only hold their noses and walk forward to meet Song Haotian.
Song Dongping glanced at Song Qingfeng and Song Qingli: "You two come over quickly and say hello to your uncle."
Song Qingfeng gritted his teeth with hatred, but due to the majesty of the old man, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout "Hello, uncle!"
Although Song Qingli has not had a direct conflict with Song Haotian, in her eyes, the other party has taken away her shares, so she naturally does not have a good look.
After saying hello, their family came to the corner in a tacit understanding to discuss the next step.
Song Qingfeng said bitterly: "I'm so angry that a wild boy from nowhere actually entered our Song family!"
Wang Qiaoyun's face was ashen: "No, we can't look at it like this, we must find some way, otherwise I won't be able to breathe out."
Song Hongyu said: "What can I do? You haven't seen how precious the old man is to him. Do you dare to provoke him?"
Wang Qiaoyun scolded: "You useless thing, I can't count on you for anything!"
"Mom, stop arguing. It's useless to argue." Song Qingli suddenly rolled her eyes and said, "I have an idea."
Wang Qiaoyun and others suddenly became excited: "Daughter, what can you do? Tell me quickly!"
Song Qingli said: "We are going to give birthday gifts to the old man later. I think that bumpkin is from the ravine. He is rustic and can't give anything decent.
When the time comes, we will seize the opportunity, step on him hard, and lose his face. Although we cannot drive him out of the Song family, we can still lower his status in the heart of the old man, and it can also make us feel bad! "
Wang Qiaoyun immediately said: "This is a good idea. The old man likes calligraphy and painting the most. Today we invited the contemporary painting sage Li Heci to paint for the old man on the spot. We will definitely crush that kid to death."
"This method is good." Song Hongyu's eyes suddenly lit up, "I'm going toJust give Master Li a call to see when he will arrive. "
After a brief period of chaos, the birthday banquet returned to normal procedures under the auspices of Song Hongkun.
The next project is for the younger generation to give gifts to Mr. Song. According to the hierarchy of seniority, the first one is him, the eldest son as the head of the family.
Song Hongkun also made careful preparations, and soon delivered a longevity statue made of mutton-fat jade to the old man.
"Father, I wish you a long life!"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
The old man was smiling from ear to ear. He was very satisfied with the gift and asked the butler to keep it.
Song Hongkun stepped aside, and everyone's eyes fell on Song Hongyu, the second son.
"My gift still needs a little time, why don't I let my third brother come to present the gift first and see what gift he has prepared for you, old man."
After speaking, Song Hongyu looked at Song Haotian next to him with a mocking look on his face.
In his opinion, this wild little brother must be a poor man, dressed in rags from a street stall, and he doesn't look like a rich man at first glance, and he will definitely not be able to give decent gifts.
The same is true for other people, especially Wang Qiaoyun and the other women, who curled their lips with mocking looks on their faces.
Song Qingli said angrily: "Uncle, where is the gift you prepared for grandpa? Isn't it because you didn't prepare it?"
"There is a gift! Dad's gift is here!"
Before Song Haotian could say anything, Tuantuan took out the picture of green pine trees that Song Haotian had prepared in advance.
Everyone present was in an uproar. Although everyone in the Song family knew that the old man liked famous paintings and antiques, everyone could tell that what the child in front of him was holding was not an ancient painting at all. The drawing paper he used was the same kind of paper used by children today. The kind of paper you learn to draw on is not the material for Chinese painting at all.
"Oh my God, you are using this kind of thing as a birthday gift for the old man. Isn't this a joke?"
"I guess this young man has no money at all and can't afford ancient paintings, so he just used such a thing to fool him"
"This is simply disrespectful. It's better not to give it away. Isn't this humiliating the old man? Fortunately, the old man loves him so much"
Although everyone present did not dare to speak out publicly, everyone was whispering to each other, with a look of disdain in their eyes. .
Wang Qiaoyun was waiting for this opportunity. Seeing that the other party couldn't come up with a decent gift, he jumped out immediately.
"Third brother, are you sure this is serious? Just use this thing as a birthday gift for the old man? It's so disrespectful!"
Song Haotian didn't care at all. As the Emperor Haotian, how could he notice the gaze of a group of ants?
He took the scroll in Tuantuan's hand, looked at Song Dongping, hesitated and said: "Father, this is the picture of the green pine I prepared for you. I wish you live as long as the everlasting pine in Nanshan, good health and a long life!"
"Okay! Okay!"
Song Dongping didn¡¯t take it seriously at all and stretched out his hands to take the scroll into his hands.
He didn¡¯t care at all about the value of the gift from his youngest son. Just the words ¡°father¡± just now made him burst into tears. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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