Lou Fengyun Song Tianyao Song Tianyao's voice and came out of her office, looking at him with some guilt.
Song Tianyao had told her that he was going to spend time with the Foreign Girl today, but he didn't expect a man claiming to be his uncle to suddenly appear. When Ning Zikun saw this man, he seemed to go crazy and started shouting for help. Lou Fengyun wanted to contact Song Chunliang and Zhao Meizhen, but it was already night, and it would be too much trouble for Song Tianyao's parents to come to North Point.
Fortunately, the thoughtful Huang Liu had called back earlier, which allowed him to relay the message to Song Tianyao.
"Mr. Ning, calm down." Song Tianyao stood up and smiled at Ning Zikun, the still furious con artist wielding a broom and playing the role of an aging veteran. "The person inside really is my uncle."
Upon hearing this, Sister Xiong immediately let out a heavy sigh of relief, patting her chest in shock, thankful that she had only been joking and hadn't actually taken off her socks to gag the other person.
"A-Yao, A-Yao, is that you...?" The middle-aged man inside took off his felt hat and came out. He was stunned when he saw Song Tianyao standing tall in the courtyard. The boy in his memory, covered in patches and dust, who played with Zhao Wenye, Song Wenwen, Feng Yunzhi and other children every day, was now a handsome young man. The boy standing in the courtyard looking at him no longer had the brightness and sharpness of a young man, but was gentle and reserved, like a deep pool, without ripples.
Song Tianyao recognized that the other person was indeed his uncle, Song Chunzhong. Although he looked somewhat disheveled and his figure had become overweight and out of shape, his facial features had not changed much.
Speaking of Song Chengqi's three sons, none of them were considered unattractive. The least outstanding of them all, the Second Son Song Chunliang, was quite handsome when he was young. However, his impoverished life later caused his face to be covered with wrinkles at an early age, giving him a weathered look.
Song Chunzhong looked much younger than Song Chunliang. Song Chunliang looked like a man in his fifties, while Song Chunzhong looked even younger than forty. He had a ruddy complexion, bright eyes, and neatly trimmed hair that had been carefully combed with hair wax. He had a high nose bridge and a rounded chin, which he tilted slightly upwards, exuding arrogance. His suit was made of high-quality, meticulously crafted fabric, and the half-wristwatch visible under the sleeve had a faint glint of sparkling stars, clearly inlaid with gemstones or diamonds. He wore a pair of calfskin shoes, and his trousers were impeccably creased. Although his clothes were somewhat disheveled, Song Tianyao could imagine that when this guy walked into his factory, he would definitely exude the aura and demeanor of an old-fashioned Britain gentleman, and would be mistaken for a wealthy man from a prominent family.
"He... he really is Mr. Song, your uncle?" Ning Zikun looked at Song Chunzhong standing at the door in disbelief, then turned to Song Tianyao and asked.
Song Tianyao nodded. "His name is Song Chunzhong, there's no mistake."
"You bastard! We've been through thick and thin together for four years! You never even told us your real name!" Ning Zikun cursed again, "We didn't die unjustly, we were just stupid! We didn't even know who you were, yet we called you brother!"
"You had a tooth knocked out by Grandpa, and you still have the mood to visit me so late?" Song Tianyao greeted Song Chunzhong with a smile, "Long time no see, Uncle."
Actually, Song Tianyao, Song Wenwen, Zhao Wenye, Feng Yunzhi all had a good impression of their uncle. Indeed, Song Chunzhong had many bad habits, and his family had warned them not to get close to Song Chunzhong to avoid being corrupted. However, Song Chunzhong always had some money on him because of his gambling skills. He would occasionally buy some candy for the children to share, or when he was in a good mood, he would perform some magic tricks to amuse them.
The scene that impressed Song Tianyao Song Chunzhong the most was when this guy sat under the archway of Kowloon Walled City, dressed in rags, yet he could gather a group of middle-aged and elderly women around him, listening to him speak eloquently and seriously, telling their fortunes and guiding them on their life paths, and then watching those women willingly pay him money.
Before Hong Kong fell to the Japanese, the price of ferry tickets from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island skyrocketed. The money for his family's ferry tickets was exchanged for gold jewelry that Song Chunzhong had stolen from somewhere during the chaos.
While Song Tianyao cannot deny that Song Chunzhong is a liar and a scoundrel, Song Chunzhong has not actually done anything particularly egregious to his family.
"Sigh... it's a long story." Song Chunzhong gave a wry smile.
Song Tianyao went over and accompanied Song Chunzhong back to the office. This time, Lou Fengyun immediately went to make tea for the two of them. Song Tianyao invited Song Chunzhong to sit down and asked with a smile, "Grandpa told me that you went to Malaysia, Sandakan, and then to Brazil. How did you come to know this big-time conman, Mr. Ning, who used to hang around in Guangzhou Shanghai? After all these years, did you lie to Grandpa again?"
"If I said I'm a big factory owner now, your grandfather wouldn't believe me. But if I said I'm a casino manager, he'd probably believe me. It's all lies. Of course, I'll choose something he'll believe." Song Chunzhong sized up Song Tianyao: "A-Yao, the Song Family has three sons, but you're the only one in the third generation. I never expected you to be so successful and wealthy. I've heard your name in Malaysia. At first, I didn't believe it was you; I thought it was just someone with the same name. But the age matches up, so I came back to Hong Kong specifically to see you."
"Malaysia?" Song Tianyao frowned slightly. "You heard my name in Malaya?"
Chapter Thirty-One Two Shanghai Bund
"A Hong Kong businessman surnamed Zhang was extradited to Malaya on suspicion of murder and will be tried and convicted at a later date. Because it's rare for Chinese to pull off such an extradition case in Malaysia, it caused quite a stir. The local Chinese newspapers even reported it. Later, I heard about it from relatives and friends in Hong Kong. After hearing your name, I even pretended to be a member of the Malaysia Chinese Clan Association and went to the prison to check on this guy surnamed Zhang. That's how I confirmed it was you." Song Chunzhong recounted the news he had heard in Sandakan, Malaysia.
Song Tianyao was taken aback. He hadn't expected that Zhang Yujie would actually be extradited to Malaya. It seemed that Zhang Yuqi... was truly heartless.
"Are you leaving again this time?" Song Tianyao asked, handing Song Chunzhong a cigarette.