"How can this be done? You are so old." Yang Hongxia said beside her.

"Daughter-in-law, don't worry, I guarantee you will make money."

Although Song Bin is the lowest level ancient warrior, he is still an ancient warrior.

You can definitely make money by being a bodyguard.

"Mom and Dad! Look who's coming!"

Just then, a voice came from outside.

After a while, Song Xiong pulled a woman in office uniform and walked in.

"Feng Lin?"

Song Qiangwei's face was full of surprise, "Why are you at my house?"

"It's you?"

Feng Lin was also shocked.

It turns out that the rose mentioned by those old men at the entrance of the village just now was Song Qiangwei.

The two of them were deceived into a pyramid scheme before.

Later, when the True Humanity Organization was eliminated, I also met Song Qiangwei in that company.

It was at that time that the fourth child was taken away by Luo Shenyan.

"Qiangwei, if you don't work hard, why are you back?"

Song Yan asked with a frown.

"My brother called me and said something happened to you. You were seriously injured. Why did you hide it from me?"

Song Qiangwei said angrily.

"You finally found a job, aren't you afraid that you will be distracted?" Yang Hongxia sighed deeply.

"Sister, I know a boss. I saw your photo and want to get to know you."

Song Xiong smiled and said, "He said that if you get married, you will be given a gift of 500,000 yuan."

"What do you mean?"

Song Qiangwei looked at Song Xiong.

"What else can it mean? Our dad can no longer work. You can enjoy the happiness by marrying him, and leave 500,000 yuan for us to enjoy the happiness."

Song Xiong said excitedly, "Besides, when I get married, don't you also have to express your gratitude?"

Feng Lin shook his head slightly, thinking that this son must have been a sin committed in his previous life.

"You're dreaming! If you want money, go and earn it yourself!"

Song Qiangwei snorted coldly.

"Old man Song, can you handle the next mess?"

Feng Lin put his pants in his pockets and said, "If you can handle it, we'll leave."

"Sir, I..."

Song Bin gritted his teeth secretly, not knowing what to say.

He knew what Feng Lin meant. The current mess at home was not his son.

But his grandson, Song Xiong.

"If you can't handle it, let me do it, but if you let me take action, I will either die or be crippled."

Feng Lin spread his hands with a smile.

"You brat, who the hell are you? Can you beat me? Believe it or not, I'm going to find someone to kill you!"

Song Xiong pointed at Feng Lin and shouted.

"Don't be rude to Mr. Feng Lin!" Song Bin growled.

"Damn it! How many years do you, an old man, have to live? How dare you talk to me like that?" Song Xiong cursed angrily.

boom!

Song Bin took a step forward, the floor beneath his feet shattered, and he punched Song Xiong in the stomach.

boom!

Song Xiong's body flew upside down, hit the wall behind him, and fell heavily to the ground.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!