at the same time.
In the center of Yuncheng City, a luxury sports car parked in front of a medicinal shop named 'Wanrentang'.
Soon a girl stepped out of the car. At this time, the girl held a wooden box in her hand and walked directly into the medicine shop.
"Miss Liu, why are you here?"
As soon as the girl walked into the drug store, she was quickly greeted by a man dispensing medicine from the medicine cabinet at the front desk.
"Is Grandpa Song in the store?"
Liu Yan asked.
"Oh, yes, the shopkeeper is in the tea room. Miss Liu, you can just go in."
The man said and stepped aside with a gesture of invitation.
Liu Yan didn't say anything after hearing this, and walked towards the tea room at the back.
Soon.
Liu Yan walked to a tea room inside, and as soon as she entered, she saw an old man sitting there reading a book.
The old man's name is Song Qing, and he is the shopkeeper of this pharmacy.
"Didn't you tell me not to disturb me if there's nothing important?"
Hearing footsteps coming in, Song Qing put down the book in his hand impatiently.
But when he raised his head and saw the person in front of him, his originally impatient expression suddenly changed 180 degrees.
"Little girl Liu Yan? Why is it you?"
Song Qing was a little surprised.
This girl rarely comes to my place. What happened today?
Could it be that he was trained by his family to complain again?
"Grandpa Song, what you said means you don't welcome me?"
"Then shall I leave?"
Liu Yan said, pretending to turn around and leave.
Seeing this, Song Qing couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows, this girl is here again. "Tell me, why did you come to me this time?"
Hearing this, Liu Yan, who had just turned halfway, raised the corners of her mouth slightly. She turned around and trotted towards Song Qing proudly, muttering as she ran:
"Oh, Grandpa Song, seeing what you keep saying, can't people just come to see you?"
Song Qing seemed to have expected that she would be like this, he laughed and said: "I wish you girl didn't anger the old man, and you said you came to see me, I don't believe it."
At this moment, Liu Yan had already sat down next to Song Qing, holding the old man's hand and swaying from side to side, "Grandpa Song, why don't you believe it? I really came to see you."
After speaking, she blinked her big watery eyes at Song Qing, making the old man laugh.
"You girl, you do this every time."
Song Qing had no way to deal with her and asked with a smile: "Tell me the truth, why are you looking for me this time?"
"fine."
"Is everything okay?"
"It's okay."
Liu Yan nodded.
"Okay, since there's nothing wrong, I'll continue reading."
Song Qing said as he picked up the book he just read and continued reading.
Liu Yan saw that the old man was reading a book again. She rolled her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:
"Grandpa Song, I have something I want to show you."
The words fell.
She picked up a wooden box.
Song Qing seemed to have not heard anything and was still focused on reading.
"Grandpa Song?"
Liu Yan waved the wooden box in front of the old man's eyes, but found that the other man didn't respond at all, which made her not sure what to do for a while.
Just as she was thinking about how to speak.
Suddenly, Song Qing beside him let out a deep laugh.
Hearing this, Liu Yan realized that she had been tricked by the old man. She had an idea and pretended to be angry:
"Okay, Grandpa Song, you keep making fun of me, Yan'er and I will never come here again."
If she leaves a word, she will get up and leave.
Song Qing hurriedly said, "Hey, hey, my little princess, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's all my fault."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned Liu Yan to sit down.
Liu Yan was extremely happy when she heard this, but she still kept a straight face on the surface, "Grandpa Song, you just laughed at my granddaughter, so I won't let you go."
Song Qing's face was filled with a charitable smile, "Okay, okay, it's all grandpa's fault. Grandpa shouldn't laugh at you. Come on, sit down."
After hearing this, Liu Yan sat down.
Song Qing didn't wait for her to speak, and asked proactively: "What is that in your hand? Is it a gift for Grandpa Song?"
"certainly not."
Liu Yan handed the wooden box over, "My grandpa's birthday is coming soon. This is the birthday gift I prepared for him."
birthday present?
Song Qing took the wooden box and smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.
He opened the wooden box without saying a word.
"Ginseng?"
"That's right."
Liu Yan raised her arrogant little face and said proudly: "How about Grandpa Song, this is a century-old ginseng that I spent nearly one million yuan to buy."
"A century-old ginseng?"
Song Qing responded, but his eyes remained on the ginseng.
Not long after, he sighed and said, "Girl, how much did you say you paid for this ginseng just now?"
Liu Yan noticed something was wrong, but still replied: "To be precise, it's 850,000. What's wrong, Grandpa Song? Isn't this ginseng wrong?"
Song Qing shook his head, "It's not that the ginseng is wrong, it's that the age of this ginseng is wrong."
What?
Wrong age?
Could it be that he really got it right?
"Grandpa Song, isn't this a century-old ginseng?" Liu Yan asked.
She still didn't quite believe it.
That person said that the ginseng was only twenty years old before he even looked at his ginseng. How could this be possible?
"Girl, you may not believe it when I tell you. You have been deceived."
"Am I being lied to?"
"Yes, this ginseng is not a century-old ginseng. According to my observation just now, this ginseng is only twenty years old at most."
Song Qing didn't want to hit her, but she planned to give this ginseng to her grandfather as a century-old ginseng, so he could only tell the truth.
Otherwise it would be bad if something happens.
"What? Twenty years?"
Liu Yan was stunned when she heard this answer.
This...he actually guessed it right!
"Girl, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing her stunned, Song Qing thought she was stimulated.
"No...I'm fine."
Liu Yan murmured: "Really, he guessed it right."
"Girl, what are you talking about? What did you guess?"
Song Qing looked confused.
etc!
Could this girl be really stimulated?
Just when he was about to continue speaking.
Liu Yan suddenly grabbed his hand and said excitedly: "Grandpa Song, do you believe that someone can tell the age of this ginseng through the wooden box?"
"What? How is this possible?"
Song Qing obviously didn't believe it.
He has been dealing with medicinal materials for more than fifty years. Even so, he dare not say that he has this ability.
"it is true."
Liu Yan calmed down her excitement, and then told Song Qing what happened before.
After listening to Liu Yan's words.
Song Qing's wrinkled old face couldn't help but show a look of shock. "Girl, are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's true, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you to help me look at this ginseng, and I wouldn't have been so excited just now."
Liu Yan tried to calm down her emotions.
Suddenly, she realized that she seemed to have missed something, so she stood up suddenly and ran outside.
"Hey, girl, don't you want this ginseng?"
Song Qing hurriedly asked.
"Give it to you, Grandpa Song."
The voice came from outside the door, and Liu Yan had already disappeared.
…
the other side.
Su Mansion.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door.
In the room, Su Zhengguo and Zhang Hong were standing on the edge of the bed looking at their daughter Su Meng.
Hearing the knock on the door, the two of them looked at each other. They thought it was their son who had come back.
Su Zhengguo nodded to his wife, then walked over and opened the door.
Creak~
After opening the door, Su Zhengguo found that the person outside was just a servant, not the son he expected.
"What's wrong?"
"The master is home, it's the young master. It seems that the young master is back."
The servant replied.
"Yifan? Where is he?"
Su Zhengguo asked excitedly.
"Master, he is in the mourning hall now."
The servant pointed in the direction of the mourning hall and spoke.
He saw it when he was passing by the mourning hall just now, but it was a bit far away, and he was not sure whether the man was the young master.
"That's great."
When Su Zhengguo heard that his son was back, he looked back at his wife Zhang Hong, then walked out of the room and walked to the mourning hall.
…
At this time, in front of the mourning hall.
Su Yifan knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed to the ground, tears slowly dripped from his eyelashes to the ground, soaking a small piece of the ground.
at this time.
A hand was placed on Su Yifan's shoulder.
"Don't be too sad. I believe your grandfather's spirit in heaven will be very happy when he knows you are back home."
"Dad, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for grandpa..." Su Yifan still didn't raise his head, his voice choked with sobs.
