I sat there for a while and saw that they were all eating. The aroma wafted over, and I felt hungry even though I wasn't hungry at first.
Lin Shuqin rubbed her stomach. Seeing that no one was talking to her, she could only speak shamelessly:
"Mom and Dad, actually, I came to see you this time because Shuyuan asked me to come."
Mrs. Song didn't say anything, so Mr. Song asked, "What's the matter? Tell me."
"Isn't your 70th birthday next month, old man? Shu Nan hasn't even asked about it, but our Shu Yuan is thinking about it and asked me to prepare a month in advance."
Lin Shuqin smiled brightly, her tone full of pride.
"I just wanted to ask, what style of birthday party would you like, old man? Which hotel would you like to book for the banquet?"
"The best hotels need to be booked more than half a month in advance. If we don't book now, it might be too late..."
Old Master Song snorted, "I already celebrated my 70th birthday."
Lin Shuqin's smile remained unchanged as she said flatteringly, "Seventy-four is still seventy. When you're eighty, ninety, or over a hundred, you can still hold a birthday party, old man."
"Just do it at the old house, why go so far?"
Old Master Song grumbled, but he was actually a little happy in his heart.
After all, everyone likes to hear blessings like "live a long life", except for those who don't want to live.
"Okay, then I'll tell Shuyuan when I get back."
Lin Shuqin nodded, smelling the fragrance over there, and finally couldn't help it——
"Dad, Mom, I haven't had lunch yet. Can I eat here?"
The chef in the old house is really good at cooking. She has always been a person who controls her diet and rarely eats lunch, but she couldn't help but want to eat it when she smelled the fragrance.
Old Madam Song glanced at her lightly and exposed her ruthlessly:
"Aren't you trying to lose weight and never eating lunch?"
Lin Shuqin choked, had nothing to say, and walked away dejectedly.
As soon as she left, the old house returned to its previous atmosphere, but Old Master Song and Qin Yansheng were afraid that Song Jin would not be able to finish her food, so they stopped serving her food.
After dinner, they called the servants to clear the table, and then they went to the sofa again.
Old Mrs. Song took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, then looked at Old Mr. Song and asked:
"Are you really planning on having a birthday party? It's like this every year, isn't it too much trouble?"
Mr. Song smiled and said, "I don't have to worry about it anyway, so what's the trouble?"
He has poor legs and feet, and the address is in the old house, so there is no need for him to run around.
As for the money spent...
Most of the family property was inherited by his son, and the rest was used for his old age support and to add to his granddaughter's dowry when she got married.
The money for the birthday party can only be paid by my son. In fact, it is still his money that is used, huh.
"Whatever you want, you're messing around when your legs aren't good. You deserve it when your legs are broken at such a young age."
Old Mrs. Song gave him a look of disdain.
Old Master Song's beard twitched, but he didn't refute that his legs had only become weak in recent years. He silently endured the old woman's disdain.
Song Jin was smiling beside them, looking at Old Man Song and Old Lady Song, and felt the relaxed way they got along.
On the surface, Mr. Song is always disliked, but he is not angry and has a very good temper...
Just as I was thinking this, I saw the old man turn around and glare at Qin Yansheng.
"What are you still doing here? You've already finished your meal, don't you have to work? Why don't you leave?"
If he can't confront the old woman, can't he confront this young man with ulterior motives?
Finally finding a target to attack, Mr. Song was so happy that his beard almost stood up.
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