Rebirth of Fortune Talisman

Chapter 260 Documents (Monthly Ticket 850 Plus Changes)

"Is Shen Lin at home?"

The voice coming from outside the door is not the accent of H province, it sounds like the accent of the capital city.

Shen Lin hurried to open the door, opened the door and saw a middle-aged man in a dark suit standing outside, the man smiled all over his face: "Excuse me, is this Shen Lin's house?"

Shen Lin nodded: "Yes, you are..."

The man squeezed directly into the courtyard: "Go in and talk."

The man was strong enough to push Shen Lin into the courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a big round table set up in the courtyard. Many people were eating around the round table. The man turned his head and smiled at Shen Lin: "I don't know you I'm sorry to have guests at home."

Shen Lin waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, have you eaten, or you can eat here."

"No need." The man smiled: "Let me introduce myself. It stands to reason that your Linxian family should call me uncle. I am Song Zhi from the Song family."

"Hello, hello." Shen Lin stretched out his hand and shook Song Zhi's hand: "Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

When Song Zhi sat down, Shen Lin didn't call Shen Linxian, but asked Shen Weiguo to go to the kitchen to add bowls and chopsticks to Song Zhi.

He handed over the bowls and chopsticks: "You are a guest when you enter the door. Since you are here, let's eat as much as you want."

Song Zhi refused but had no choice but to accept, took the order with chopsticks and tasted it.

With a smile on his face, Shen Lin took a glass and poured a glass of wine for Song Zhi: "Comrade Song, right? We have a custom in Shanghe Village. Whenever you sit at the wine table, you have to drink three glasses first."

Song Zhi looked at the wine glass in a dilemma: "This... I don't know how to drink."

Although Zhou Jun didn't know why Shen Lin poured Song Zhijiu, but he definitely wouldn't upset his brother-in-law, and immediately yelled: "Why not? There's no man who doesn't know how to drink. Come, I'll have a drink with you."

Qian Qingwen also raised his wine glass when he heard this: "Did it, if you don't do it, you will look down on us country people."

The two coaxed together, and Song Zhi was even more embarrassed: "I really don't know how to do this."

"Come on, come on." Wang Qing raised his wine glass: "After you drink it, you'll be done. I'll drink it first. If you don't drink it, you'll really look down on us country folks."

Song Zhi was so forced that he had no choice but to raise his glass and drink.

He had just drank this cup, and Shen Lin poured him another one: "This is the second cup, it's done."

Now that it started, Song Zhi couldn't refuse even more, and could only drink three cups in a row.

Most of the people in Shanghe Village are good at drinking, not to mention men, even women can drink to some extent, so the glasses for drinking are all very big. It is said that there are three glasses, but in fact it is more than half larger than other glasses, and six or seven glasses have passed.

After Song Zhi drank, he became dizzy and his face turned red.

He quickly ate two bites of food: "Is Linxian at home?"

Shen Lin smiled: "Here, do you have anything to do with her? If you have something to talk about later, let's drink first, and then talk about other things after dinner."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Jun pointed at Shen Weiguo's brothers: "Hurry up, hurry up and toast your Uncle Song."

Juniors like Zhou Tao, Zhou Hai, and Shen Weiguo also held their wine glasses: "Come, let's toast Uncle Song."

Song Zhi hurriedly waved his hands: "No, it really can't."

"Why not?" Qian Qingwen was sitting next to Song Zhi, took the wine glass and poured it into his mouth: "Isn't this drinkable? Come on, don't stretch yourself, drink two more glasses."

In the main room, Shen Linxian opened the door a little and took a look. She was startled when she saw Song Zhi, and then she watched Shen Lin drink Song Zhi wine, and she laughed.

After closing the door, Shen Linxian sat down at the table, and Zhu Xue asked her, "Who's here?"

Shen Linxian brought food for Zhu Xue, took another sip of water and said, "He's from the capital, he's from the Song family. I used to call him Uncle."

"What uncle." Qian Guifang narrowed her eyes when she heard that, "Only those from the Song family are worthy of being human."

"What's going on?" Zhu Xue put down her chopsticks and looked at Shen Linxian: "I heard that you were swapped with a girl from the Song family when you were born, and you didn't get back until you were 13. What's going on?"

Qian Guifang then put down her chopsticks, told the story of Shen Linxian and Song Baozhu, and said to Zhu Xue: "Our Linxian will suffer in the Song family. We have been doing housework since we were young, and asked her to do everything, such as washing, cooking and cleaning. Hygienic, just not enough to eat, wearing old clothes, being beaten and scolded all day long, you don't know what she looked like when she just came back, her face was yellow, her hands were thick, and her hair was dry, I saw It hurts my heart.”

Zhu Xue pursed her lips, with a bit of anger on her face: "The Song family?"

Shen Linxian smiled: "It's all over, it's nothing, I'm not angry anymore, grandma, we are not angry."

Zhu Xue turned to Zhu Lan and said, "Go back and find out what happened to the Song family."

Zhu Lan agreed, and Shen Linxian tugged at Zhu Lan's hand: "Fourth Aunt, there's no need to investigate, the Song family is about to collapse, there's no need for us to take action."

Seeing that Zhu Lan and Zhu Xue wanted to ask questions, Shen Linxian hurriedly said, "Let's eat first, and we'll talk about things after dinner."

Qian Guifang got up: "I'll go and drive that bitch out of the Song family."

"Grandma." Shen Linxian hurriedly stopped Qian Guifang: "Don't go, my dad and my uncle are drinking him, didn't you spoil my dad's business in the past?"

"Really?" Qian Guifang still didn't believe it: "Your dad has learned a lot this time."

Shen Linxian burst out laughing: "It's as if my dad was so stupid before."

Qian Guifang sat down and started chatting with Zhu Xue again.

In the courtyard, people at a table took turns pouring Song Zhi wine. Song Zhi was a little staggered, and he spoke with a bit of a big tongue: "No, I really can't drink it."

He shook his hand, pointed at Shen Lin: "Where is Linxian?"

"Why are you looking for Linxian?" Shen Lin saw that Song Zhi was always looking for Shen Linxian, so he was more careful.

Song Zhi swayed a few more times: "I, I have something to do with her. Her grandpa is currently in the hospital. The doctor said that it might be impossible. I want her to intercede with Yu Man from the Yu family, and go to that, that place for her to take care of her." Grandpa asks for some elixir to cure the disease."

Snapped!
Shen Lin slapped the chopsticks heavily on the table: "Linxian's surname is Shen, she is the daughter of my Shen family. What does it have to do with your Song family? Why do you ask Linxian to ask for help for your family's affairs?"

Song Zhi's face was red, he bit his tongue, and stared at Shen Lin: "Why, why can't we ask her to go? Our Song family has raised her for 13 years. She has good food and drink, and now I beg her." Well, she has to take care of it anyway."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Shen Lin was angry, even Zhou Jun and others were also angry.

"Why?" Shen Lin gritted his teeth: "We made an agreement with Song De when we changed the child. After the change, the two families will have nothing to do with each other. We can't ask Song Baozhu if there is something wrong with our family. Your Song family If you have something to do, don’t come to our Linxian, just pretend that the two families have never met, and I gave Song De a high-five back then, why, do you want to go back on your word?”

"Hi-fiving?" Song Zhi laughed: "Haha, that's funny, you still think it's ancient times, why are you making high-fives? Is there any written evidence? Is there anyone to prove it? If it doesn't exist, then it won't work..."

After Song Zhicai finished laughing, a piece of paper fell in front of him: "Take a good look."

Song Zhi picked it up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at it again, still a little disbelieving: "This, it's impossible, how can there be written evidence?"

(End of this chapter)