If the love is deep into the bones

Chapter 430 Why Do You Like To Rob
I realized that Song Jiuming was asking about Gao Tianzhang's injury, but...he just asked now, and he didn't want to move, so he didn't look at it. I don't know whether to say he's hypocritical or direct.

"I said it's all right." Gao Tian replied, "But you seem to be in good spirits, and you don't seem to be sick."

"I was afraid that you wouldn't come if Ruisheng said that, but luckily you came." The old man's voice was old and hoarse, he lowered his head to look at the chessboard, and gently placed the black flag caught between his index finger and middle finger on the chessboard On, "Sit, don't stand."

A drop fell, and a large piece of white was wrapped, and it only took one more step to seal the road.

"Hiss..." Song Ruisheng frowned, "I said I was going to lose."

I was still looking at the chessboard, Gao Tianqiu had already held my arm, I quickly looked away, he led me towards the wooden chair next to me, and Song Jiuming's old voice came from behind him again.

"Your level is not as good as Tianqi, it's too obvious."

Song Ruisheng didn't say a word, until Gao Tianzhang motioned to sit down, and when I turned around and sat down, I saw Song Ruisheng looking at us with his lips pursed lightly, with a calm expression and no emotion.

In my impression, he has always been such a cynical child of an aristocratic family, with the corners of his eyes, brows and lips, always showing a smile that is not a smile.

But at this moment, he gave me a feeling of silence, and I couldn't tell what I felt.

Gao Tianxiong sat down on the wooden chair next to me, Liang Yi and Lao Qi stood behind him without moving.

Looking down at the chessboard, Song Jiuming breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, looked at me and Gao Tianqi, then his eyes fell on me, and then slowly moved down, circled around my arched stomach and returned to the my face.

"Seven months?"

"Yeah." I responded in a low voice, feeling a little nervous for no reason, feeling a little bit like seeing a parent. I clearly knew in my heart that the relationship between Gao Tianqiu and him was much more complicated than it appeared on the surface, and I could completely ignore his existence.

However, it's very strange, I'm just a little afraid of him, maybe this is what people call suppressing the aura...

He pursed his lips, took a deep breath and looked at the middle-aged man who brought us in, "Go to my study and take the box I put on the table."

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, he just walked towards the right corner of the front hall, and then Song Jiuming looked at me again and said, "I remember your name is Chen Yue."

"……Um."

"Which Yue?"

"Beside the vertical heart, joyful joy."

He paused for a second, then nodded lightly, "That's a good name."

"……"well enough.

He looked at Gao Tianqi, "This child is about to be born, and he didn't tell me. Do you still think I'm your godfather?"

I subconsciously turned my eyes to look at Gao Tianqiu, and saw his eyes drooping slightly, and he paused for a second before saying, "I want to treat you as my godfather."

I wipe!On other people's territory, Brother Tian, ​​do you want to be so direct? !

"Ah..." sighed faintly, it was Song Jiuming, "I'm old, I don't know how many years are left, you are so smart, you should understand what I am worried about."

Gao Tian didn't say anything, he paused, and picked up a quaint briar pipe from the table, "I called you here today, not because I wanted to play any emotional cards with you, but because I got news that Hua Rong We are talking about cooperation with Baofeng, and it is estimated that we will be able to negotiate in the next year, and by then, no matter it is for Fengxing or Tianrui, it will have a big impact."

Gao Tianqiu remained silent, while Song Ruisheng opened the small round box containing shredded tobacco, and moved the box in front of Laozi.

The old man squeezed a pinch of shredded tobacco and put it in the pipe, "If Fengxing is popular, if you make a lot of it, it will be considered as an impact, but we don't rely on it for food, but Tianrui is different."

The old man's words hit the nail on the head. I thought about this problem when Gao Tianqiu was admitted to the hospital. I even thought it was Huarong who did it. It was because we were not only developing too fast, but our foundation was not as stable as Fengxing. Easier to start with.

Song Ruisheng didn't say a word, he pursed his lips lightly and lowered his eyes. As for the old man, he slowly squeezed a pinch of shredded tobacco and put it into the pipe, "What are you going to do?"

Gao Tianqiu raised his brow bone slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Soldiers come to cover the water and soil, what can we do."

"You're still the same." He filled the pipe again with shredded tobacco, and looked up at Gao Tianqiu, "What's on your mind, you still hide it so well, neither arrogant nor impatient."

Gao Tianqi's silence should be regarded as acquiescing.

"Ruisheng is short of you. When he plays chess with me, he always thinks about the path, and just walks there. He won't be like you, quietly waiting for the opportunity."

"Dad..." Song Ruisheng, who had been silent for a long time, spoke, and his father sounded a little impatient and helpless.

"Actually, I'm teaching you, but you don't like to listen." Song Jiuming turned to look at Song Ruisheng.

Song Ruisheng lowered his eyes, took a deep breath and turned away slightly, Song Jiuming seemed to be losing his temper, he squeezed a pinch of shredded tobacco to calm down on the pipe that was already filled, and said in a slightly stiff voice, "Fire."

Song Ruisheng picked up a long box of matches from the table, took out one, pinched the middle to rub it, and handed it to Song Jiuming.

I looked at Song Ruisheng with a pale face, and Song Jiuming who took the match with a slightly dark face, and suddenly understood why he liked to compare with Gao Tianqiu, and why he liked to grab Gao Tianqiu's things so much.

Even if it's a woman, don't grab it and put it aside, it's just to deal with Gao Tianqiu, because his father always uses Gao Tianqiu to respond to him.

The old man who borrowed the match bit his cigarette holder and lit the tobacco on the pipe with the flame. At this time, the middle-aged man who brought us in before also came out from the corner.

He held a rectangular carved wooden box in his hand. The old man who was lighting his pipe raised his eyes. After watching the man smoke, he lowered his eyes and continued to light his cigarette.

When the man came over, he had already lit his cigarette, and when he exhaled the smoke, he flicked his hand to extinguish the match, and pouted his jaw towards me.

"..." Could it be for me?
After the man walked up to me with the box in his hand, he put the box on the small table next to me, and then I looked at Gao Tianqiu with puzzled eyes, and the old man said, "This pair of bracelets was made by me several years ago. It's ready, I thought it would be given to Ruisheng's wife first, but I didn't expect the weather to happen earlier than Ruisheng."

I don't know what to say, let alone whether I should accept it.

The old man said it all, thinking that he would give Song Rui a wife first, but since he accepted it, Gao Tianqiu admitted that he was still his godfather.

It is impossible for me to improve the weather, so I turned to look at him.

He paused for two seconds, then nodded slightly to me, and I clenched the fingertips on my legs slightly, then turned to look at the old man, and said two words in a low voice, "Thank you godfather."

He didn't answer me, just nodded, and then asked the middle-aged man, "What time is it?"

(End of this chapter)