Chapter 553 Birthday Gift

After a week of bloody cleansing, the remaining forces and old subordinates of the old leader Greyburton were completely eliminated and disintegrated. Antonio relied on his ruthless tactics and absolute strength to firmly grasp RS.

Many of the men from the old residence moved to the castle, including Antonio himself.

He urged Tang Qi several times, but Tang Qi refused every time on the grounds that it was inconvenient.

Antonio's old residence is close to the banks of the Bravo River, only half an hour away from El Paso on the opposite side, while the castle is located outside Juarez, in the opposite direction of El Paso. It takes at least four hours to go from the castle to El Paso.

Antonio was busy consolidating his power. After urging her several times but seeing that she remained indifferent, he stopped caring and just arranged for a few of his men to keep an eye on her.

It was the golden autumn of September, and there was still one week left before Qin Dahai’s 80th birthday.

Tang Qi did not throw away the storage rack in the basement safe that was originally used to store her collection of jewelry and famous paintings. Instead, she moved it into the small warehouse she built next to the living room to store her "stones".

She now had nothing else to offer except this pile of stones.

After all, it’s the first time I give a gift, and it’s the old man’s 80th birthday, so it can’t be too shabby.

Tang Qi crossed his arms across his chest, tapped his elbows lightly with his right fingers, and scanned the stones neatly placed on the shelf one by one.

She remembered that there seemed to be a piece of glass-type jadeite rough stone in it. It was a long time ago, and she didn't have any feelings about jade at the time, so she didn't observe the appearance of the rough stone carefully. Now she can't remember which piece it was.

She woke up Xiao Ba and asked it to find the glass jadeite raw stone.

Xiao Ba said in a cute voice, "Sister Qi, which piece are you looking for?"

The rhythm of her fingers tapping paused, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, "How many do I have?"

"There are two pieces of glass jadeite raw stones, one is purple and the other is dark green."

Tang Qi was silent for two seconds, then continued: "In addition to these, pick a few more suitable gifts, not too rare or expensive."

Xiao Ba felt it was difficult, "You didn't pick up the rare and valuable ones in the first place."

Tang Qi: “…”

Too.

She had traveled a long way. If it wasn't for its inherent value, why would she have taken the trouble to bring back a piece of broken stone?

"Then you can pick whatever you like, something that's suitable for the elders." Tang Qimo counted the elders she needed to send gifts to, "First pick seven that are of appropriate size."

Xiao Ba quickly selected seven raw stones that were as small as washbasins and as large as baskets, and Tang Qi fell into a mysterious silence.

After a moment, she asked, "Xiao Ba, do you have any misunderstandings about big and small?"

Xiao Ba said confidently, "Sister Qi, only this level can show your status and strength, and we don't lack it."

It... makes sense.

Tang Qi marked the seven rough stones one by one.

The dark green glass jadeite was given to Qin Dahai as a birthday gift.

Two pieces of top-quality white jade raw stones, the larger one was given to Qin Jingxiu, and the smaller one was given to Mo Shaochen's sister.

Two pieces of imperial green jadeite rough stones, the glass-type one was given to Lu Yilan, and the ice-type one was given to Madam Qin.

There were still two pieces left, and thinking that Qin Jingli was about to be promoted, she marked the purple jade with Qin Jingli's name, implying the coming of purple air from the east, as a good omen.

Finally, the remaining piece of black jade was given to Mo Xianlin.

The regular transportation of these raw stones was too slow and could easily be seized by customs, so she went to the dark web to find a professional errand runner.

Five days later.

The Qin family had just experienced some twists and turns, and the imperial capital had not been peaceful recently. In addition, the eldest son Qin Jingli was about to be promoted, and the two granddaughters were not at home. Qin Dahai did not plan to hold a grand celebration for his 80th birthday, and simply invited relatives and some close friends.

The guest list didn't even fill up ten tables. Compared with the banquets for thousands of people in the past, it was very low-key, even a little desolate.

You know, ten years ago, when Qin Dahai celebrated his 70th birthday, there were thousands of guests who came to celebrate his birthday. The originally prepared 300 tables of birthday banquets were increased to 400 tables before the guests could be barely accommodated.

…

Qin Jingli and Qin Jingxiu had both taken leave early and were now working with the servants to set up the venue for tomorrow's birthday banquet.

Qin Dahai was in the study, watching the old butler counting the birthday gifts.

Although it was not a big birthday celebration, birthday gifts were delivered from all over the country a few days ago.

Most of them are Qin Dahai's former subordinates. Some are still stationed at the national border, some have become senior political officials, and there are also business tycoons who gave up the army to do business. In addition to these, there are also civilians, individual vendors, etc. who live a stable life after retiring from the army.

There are thousands of birthday gifts, of all kinds, both important and precious.

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Uncle Fu led the servants to count the records. He noticed that Qin Dahai, who was sitting on the side, was a little depressed. He sighed in his heart and specially picked out some pleasing and interesting gifts to give to Qin Dahai to cheer him up.

Qin Dahai looked at it for a few seconds and felt it was boring. Then he went to the door with his hands behind his back and stood in the corridor watching his two sons hang lanterns.

Mrs. Qin, who was standing by directing the servants to set up the stage, saw him and hurried over, "Dad, it's been more than half a month since autumn began. It's chilly at night. Please take care of yourself."

Qin Dahai waved his hand nonchalantly, "I'm fine, I'll just take a look, you go ahead and do your thing."

Knowing that the old man was stubborn, Mrs. Qin did not try to persuade him further. She turned around and told the servant to get a coat for the old man.

At around 10 o'clock, the entire Qin residence was almost decorated, the yard was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and it looked very festive, creating a very festive atmosphere.

Seeing that their old man was in a bad mood, the two sons of the Qin family were about to say a few words to comfort him when a small truck suddenly came outside the courtyard gate.

There has been an endless stream of gifts these days, but no one has taken it seriously.

Madam Qin led the servants out to receive them. After a while, Madam Qin came back alone and looked at the three people with a strange expression.

Qin Jingli asked her in a loud voice, "What's wrong? What is it?"

Madam Qin hesitated for a moment and said, "You guys go out and have a look. I might have seen it wrong. I'll call two servants to move it."

After hearing what his wife said, Qin Jingli strode towards the courtyard gate, and Qin Jingxiu followed.

Qin Dahai also wanted to go and take a look, but was stopped by Uncle Fu who came out with a coat: "My lord, it's cold now, and the mountain wind is strong. You can't stand it with just a single piece of clothing."

"Okay, give me the clothes, stop talking nonsense."

After Qin Dahai put on his coat, Uncle Fu followed him to the gate of the courtyard with a smile.

Halfway through the journey, they met Qin Jingli and Qin Jingxiu who were returning. Each of them was holding a heavy stone in his hand.

Although there were street lights in the yard, in order to make the birthday party look festive, the lights were covered with red silk lanterns, making the light seem a little dim.

Qin Dahai looked at it for a few times but couldn't figure it out. He thought it was because of his poor eyesight, so he asked the two people, "What is this?"

Qin Jingli glanced at his brother coldly, as if to say: You explain it yourself.

Qin Jingxiu cleared his cough awkwardly, then walked up to the old man holding the big stone so that he could see it clearly.

(End of this chapter)