Just as Song Yi was about to follow, he heard Uncle Ming say, "Shi Liuzi, you stay here and help me watch the yard. We'll be out in a while."

Fang Zongtao's eyebrows moved, and he thought, he is trying to avoid his son-in-law, he must be a good person.

Song Yi stopped and immediately looked depressed after the two of them entered the house.

Uncle Ming led her inside and said, "Before your great grandfather left, he came to me and left something for you. He said he would wait until you were older and more stable, and then let me give it to you. I didn't expect that once you became stable, you remained stable for ten years."

She felt a little embarrassed after hearing this: "Look at what you said, it's as if I did it voluntarily." After saying that, she immediately asked with envy.

“Is it a good thing?”

Uncle Ming smiled unhappily and helplessly: "I thought you would be more stable after ten years, and your temperament is still the same as before."

Fang Zongtang had never lost an argument before, and he immediately said: "Even if I live to be a hundred, I will still be like this. This is who I am."

Ten years ago, Uncle Ming was always speechless because of her. After worrying about her for ten years, he still felt upset when he heard her speak again.

"You should stop talking. Your status outside is different now. You should be more careful and stop focusing all your attention on dead things. Dead things can't run away, but living people with two legs can run away."

Uncle Ming was originally from Chaozhou. When he was in his twenties, he came to Hong Kong alone to make a living. When he was in the most difficult time, my great-grandfather helped him, which enabled him to live a stable life until now.

Uncle Ming comes from a family of skilled craftsmen. Although he did not have very good skills when he was young, he was later taught by his great-grandfather, and only then was he able to gain a foothold in Hong Kong. When his great-grandfather grew older, he always took good care of him, the only child in the family.

Seeing that Uncle Ming was having a hard time lifting the floor, Fang Zongtang immediately reached out to help.

"I know. I'm not stupid."

Uncle Ming was about to say he wanted to go back, but when he thought about how she had disappeared for ten years, his lips closed.

"The box was made by your great grandfather and placed here with me. I have never opened it. Take it out and see for yourself!"

After the floor was opened, a black wooden box that was one meter wide, one and a half meters long, and one and a half meters deep was revealed.

"I've seen this box before." After she exclaimed in surprise, she placed her hands on both sides of the box and did a horse stance.

Uncle Ming quickly made way.

Before moving, she gently pushed it in one direction and measured the weight, which was about 120 pounds. After measuring, she immediately pulled the box out of the hole with force, and then gently put it down.

Uncle Ming was deeply moved when he saw this scene.

"Your great grandfather was really cruel, making you practice the boy's kung fu since you were a child."

Fang Zongtang clapped his hands in a relaxed manner and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about me now. A living person has two legs. If he dares to do something to let me down, I will cripple his legs and he won't be able to run away~"

Uncle Ming felt depressed again after hearing these words. If he heard her say such words again, he would have to go into the coffin early.

After she had taken advantage of him, she quickly smiled and said, "You look so stern, I was just joking with you. I am a very law-abiding person."

Uncle Ming snorted coldly, his expression seemed to be saying, I don’t believe it.

Fang Zongtang's eyes turned: "I will take all the money and then make him lose his reputation and lose face!"

Uncle Ming's beard stood up: "Sooner or later, I'll make you so angry that you go to see your great-grandfather." After saying this, he couldn't suppress the smile and laughed angrily.

She chuckled and bent down to look at the box.

"That's the right thing to do. No matter what profession you are in, you should be cheerful. Don't be so serious just because you are selling paper-made things and think that every customer who comes to your door must have had a death in their family. Look at the coffin seller Chen. When a customer comes to his door, he will personally lie in the coffin to introduce it. He smiles as he lies in the coffin and tells the customer how comfortable it will be to lie in it."