Chapter 38: Who is this backup plan for?



Song Yi called back, holding a large bowl filled with food.

"Grandpa likes to eat boiled peanuts and cold tofu skin. I mixed some for you to try."

Fang Zongtao turned around from the window and saw Song Yi coming back with the dishes.

"I just saw the pocket watch you were holding. It's the one my great-grandfather used to wear." Song Yi said as he served food to Fang Zongtang.

She responded casually, regained her composure, and looked at the peanuts on the plate.

"Grandpa is old, the peanuts need to be cooked a little longer."

Song Yi: "It's cooked very well, and it melts in your mouth as soon as you take a sip."

She picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and sure enough.

"Ten years have passed, and you remember it clearly."

Song Yi smiled and said, "Compared to you, my memory is still a little worse. By the way, I also have something to tell you."

Fang Zongtang picked up another peanut and put it in his mouth, signaling him to speak with his eyes.

"Before my great grandfather passed away, he sent you away and asked me to take him to the bank to deposit some things."

A loud cough sounded instantly.

"Atang, drink some water to wash it down!" Song Yi quickly handed him some water.

She coughed until tears came out, and after finally coughing away the discomfort in her throat, she immediately stood up and pushed Song Yi onto the chair.

"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing earlier?" She pinched Song Yi's chin and questioned him.

Song Yi looked up at her as if he was nailed to the chair.

"Grandpa told me to talk to you again in five years. He also wanted you to be more calm."

Fang Zongtang stared at him with sharp eyes without blinking.

Song Yi added, "It's in Huifeng Bank. When my great grandfather deposited it, he agreed with the bank that we can only withdraw the money after the heir of the Fang family turns 20 years old and our family of three go together to withdraw it."

Fang Zongtao looked at the person who was speaking expressionlessly, trying to read some information from his eyes.

Song Yi: "If you don't believe me, I have a handwritten letter from my great grandfather."

When she heard the three words "handwritten letter", she withdrew her fingers and straightened up.

"Go get the letter!"

After Song Yi stood up and turned around to pick up the letter, he moved his chin uncomfortably and did not dare to touch it with his hands.

The letter was quickly returned. It was very simple, directly stating that there were two treasure chests stored in the bank. Then it explained the method and time limit for withdrawing the money, which was the same as what Song Yi said.

It was a handwritten letter from my great-grandfather, and it was stamped with his seal.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" This time her voice was not as loud as before, and there was expression on her face.

Song Yi was neither anxious nor angry, as if he had been used to it for a long time and said: "You have to wait until Ji Zong is 20 years old to get married. Anyway, you will not leave again in the future, so there is no need to rush. I wanted to tell you tomorrow on the anniversary of my great grandfather's death, but I didn't keep my temper."

Fang Zongtang rolled his eyes at him in annoyance and thought, after twenty years, was his great-grandfather afraid that she would be schemed against by her son-in-law, or was he afraid that she would kick her son-in-law?

Who is this backup plan for?

"Does it hurt?" she asked unhappily.

Song Yi moved his chin and said, "A little bit."

She smiled and said, "It just so happens that the traitor was beaten badly by me. Call him in and apply the medicine together!"

Song Yi retorted: "It doesn't hurt that much."

She picked up the chopsticks and tasted two more mouthfuls of tofu skin in a bad mood. While chewing, she said, "Have you prepared the steamed buns, rice and non-vegetarian dishes?"

Song Yi put the letter into the envelope and carefully put it away while saying, "Everything is ready. It tastes better when it's cooked now. It's still in time to cook it tomorrow morning."

Fang Zongtang sat for a while. Did this guy really not understand or was he pretending to be stupid? There was such a big traitor outside, was he going to treat it as if it didn't exist?

Is this how you usually dote on me?


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