At noon, the Song family.

Wu Donghai and Wu Xin carefully selected some gifts before the father and son rushed to Song's house.

Mr. Song already knew that they had come to Jinling, and also knew that something had happened to their descendants, so he didn't expect them to come to pay a visit at home so soon.

However, since the eldest son and eldest grandson of the Wu family were here, Mr. Song was naturally very polite and came out to entertain the two of them in person.

Wu Donghai and Wu Xin sat in guest seats on one side, Mr. Song sat on the opposite side, and Yu Bo served tea and water for everyone, very busy.

Wu Donghai presented a lot of presents, and then he cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I haven't seen Uncle Song for a long time, I didn't expect Uncle Song to be so strong, it's really enviable!"

Mr. Song smiled slightly, and said, "My body is not strong, at most I still have the ability to take care of myself, and I won't be able to die for a while."

Wu Donghai hurriedly said: "Uncle Song, you are really humble."

Then he said, "Uncle Song, I heard that you were in poor health earlier, but seeing your radiant face this time, it seems that you are in good health?"

Old Master Song smiled sourly, and said: "At first, I also thought that I was very good, but today I suddenly realized that I am far from being very good."

Wu Donghai was a little surprised when he heard it, and asked, "Uncle Song, how can you call it a great deal?"

Mr. Song smiled slightly, and sighed: "To return to the physical condition of more than ten years ago overnight, that is the real greatness!"

When he said this, what Old Master Song thought of was Shi Tianqi who overturned his cognition and shocked him today.

After returning from Jishitang, he has been obsessed with it all the time, even brooding on it.

Whenever I can encounter such an opportunity, I will not live in vain.

However, Wu Donghai didn't know that he had gone through all this, and thought he was joking when he said this, so he echoed with a smile: "As the saying goes, flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. Uncle Song, you long to be more than ten years younger. Years old, I also have the same wish, but it is a pity that this is just a wish after all, it is impossible to realize."

Mr. Song smiled lightly and didn't say much.

Wu Donghai felt that it was impossible to realize it, that's because he watched the sky from the bottom of a well, and had never seen a real dragon like Master Ye.

Therefore, there is no need for me to argue with him on this issue.

So, Mr. Song asked him: "By the way, Donghai, how is your second son doing now?"

Wu Donghai sighed, and said: "It's still the same. I tried all kinds of methods, but there is still no progress. I have already sent him back to Suzhou and Hangzhou."

Speaking of this, Wu Donghai said again: "The reason why Xiaoxin and I haven't left is to find out why my second son became like this. I suspect that he was murdered by someone, and he was probably raped by someone." The strong psychological hint might even have something to do with the head-dropping witchcraft in Southeast Asia, I wonder if Uncle Song knows, is there anyone in Jinling who is good at this method?"

Mr. Song shook his head, and said, "I've only heard of the head-dropping witchcraft you mentioned, but I've never seen it before, and I'm not even sure if it's true or not."

Wu Donghai said seriously: "These things are actually true, but they are all heresy. Those who use this kind of means are mostly villains, or desire to get rich or become upper class. People who belong to the elite, such as our big family, generally don't bother to do this kind of thing."

Mr. Song nodded, and said: "The big families all believe in Feng Shui fortune telling and I Ching gossip. This is the essence passed down from our Chinese ancestors. As for the dross in Southeast Asia, to be honest, I really don't like it. "

Wu Donghai said: "From this point of view, there is really no clue at all. Under such circumstances, it may not be easy to find the mastermind behind the scenes."

After all, Wu Donghai clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Song, Xiaoxin and I are going to stay in Jinling for a few more days to check the relevant clues. I don't know if it's convenient for Uncle Song to arrange for us to stay at your house for a few days. sky?"

Mr. Song said with a smile: "The Song and Wu families are also considered family friends. How can you be polite about such a trivial matter? Since you are here, I will naturally show my friendship as a landlord. I will ask the servant to clean up two of them later. The guest room, you just stay in it.�

The Song family's villa is just a mansion. There are more than a dozen rooms on the first floor, and there are as many as eight guest rooms in the house. It is too easy to arrange for the Wu family and his son to live temporarily.

When Wu Donghai heard this, he immediately beamed with joy, and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Uncle Song!" JrNovels.com