Luo Qiu and Song Haoran appeared at the dining hall entrance, chatting and laughing. By coincidence, they happened to run into Song Ying there as well.
Song Ying politely called Song Haoran "Uncle," then gave Luo Qiu a soft snort before turning and running into the dining hall.
Master Song had not arrived yet. The ancient family had many rules—for example, the younger generation could not eat before the head of the household arrived.
Apparently intending to leave Luo Qiu aside, Song Ying immediately moved her chair beside Song Haoran after Song Haoran and Luo Qiu sat down, then began talking to him.
"Stock limit-up? Oil? Gold mines?" Song Haoran found the unbelievable things Song Ying was telling him absolutely incredible as well.
"That's right! And that's not all. There were plenty of minor things too."
Song Ying looked to be in an excellent mood. "You don't know this, but before I came to the dining hall, I'd already received more than a dozen calls, all bringing good news. Today is practically my lucky day!"
"Speaking of which, I was in a pretty good mood too." Song Haoran smiled. "The two of you were discharged today. As they say, happy occasions lift the spirits. That saying really isn't wrong at all."
Although they were discussing these things, Luo Qiu instead thought of his conversation with Blind Master in the mourning hall.
The power of adding those few incense sticks seemed a little too great...
"Oh, everyone's here."
At that moment, Master Song slowly walked out with Fifth Uncle accompanying him, but Blind Master was nowhere to be seen. After sitting down, Song Tianyou glanced at his descendants and smiled kindly. "Before we eat, I have something to tell you. Listen up."
Only then did Song Ying move her chair back