Chapter 441 Ruan Ruan Has a Bad Feeling when the Business Comes to the Door

Song Banxian returned to the booth and chatted with Qin Ruan about Huang Biao.

"That guy is a mess of the road. Now the rule of law society is not as messy as before. He is ready to retire when he is old, and he has been hesitating until he has made up his mind.

On top of Huang Biao is an old lady who is quite filial. She is not a bad person. She has never committed any heinous crimes. "

Qin Ruan heard other meanings from these words, her delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and she stared at Song Banxian with a smile that was not a smile.

"Listen to what you mean, do you know him?"

Song Banxian laughed: "I know him, he doesn't know me."

Qin Ruan stretched out his hand to brush away the hair that was ruffled by the breeze and stuck to his cheeks, and said with a smile: "No wonder the other party believes in what you just said."

In her opinion, what Song Banxian just said to Huang Biao can be said to be nonsense.

Huang Biao has a strong atmosphere in the rivers and lakes, and his status will be improved in a few years. Of course, he may not get good results in his later years.

"Hehehe..." Song Banxian laughed cunningly.

His reputation in Tongcha Tianqiao for so many years, in addition to his own small strength, is more due to the interpersonal relationship of the franchise.

Song Banxian touched his chin and asked Qin Ruan, "Fellow Daoist Qin, how many hexagrams are you going to count today?"

"Let's see fate." Qin Ruan looked sullen.

For some reason, she felt a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

This premonition made Qin Ruan feel less beautiful.

Just as Song Banxian was about to say something to Qin Ruan, there were customers at his booth again.

Seeing the person coming, he had a distressed look on his face, and said helplessly, "Why are you here again?"

The person who came was a gray-haired old man who looked ten years older than Song Banxian.

The old man stared at Song Banxian, and said eloquently, "I want to know where my grandson is. You can help me figure it out today."

Song Banxian waved and chased away: "Your grandson is at home, go home quickly, don't make trouble here."

"My grandson has been lost for a long time. Master, help me figure out where he is. I have money!"

The old man took out a handful of money from his pocket, a large amount of five yuan, twenty yuan and fifty yuan, which he carefully placed on the table.

Staring at the handful of change piled on the table, Song Banxian couldn't bear it.

He silently took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers skillfully.

After being connected there, Song Banxian said bluntly: "Your dad is here again, hurry up and bring people back. Don't let the old man get sick in the cold weather this big night."

Not knowing what was said over there, Song Banxian's expression softened a lot: "Okay, hurry up."

Hanging up the call, Song Banxian sat down to chat with the old man opposite.

The conversations are all about the elders and the family, and the topics around are mostly the grandson of the old man.

Qin Ruan sat and listened, knowing from the words of the two that the old man who was looking for Song Banxian for his grandson had Alzheimer's disease.

His son, who helped with the business many years ago, took care of the children and accidentally lost his grandson.

Fortunately, I called the police immediately when the child was lost. I did not believe the rumors on the Internet that said the child must be lost for more than 24 hours before the police would accept it.

With the participation of the police, many staff members found in the environment at the time, and the help of the enthusiastic people, the child was finally found after being lost for six hours.

This incident cast a deep shadow on the old man. Until he suffered from Alzheimer's disease two years ago, he still thought that his grandson was lost by him, and always came to Song Banxian to ask him to help him find his grandson.

Every year, Song Banxian would call the old man's family.

After about half an hour, after Song Banxian finished drinking the water in the one-liter water bottle that he carried with him, the old man's family finally came.

It was a middle-aged man, the other party was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he was in a state of embarrassment with a little dust, which showed how urgent he was when he arrived.

He stood beside the old man and called Dad in a low voice, but the old man ignored him and read his grandson's name in his mouth.

With a sad face on his face, the man hugged his old father's shoulder and bowed to Song Banxian to apologize.

"Thank you, Master Song, for your trouble."

"Don't be so polite." Song Banxian waved his hand and warned, "Liu, the weather will be cold in the future, don't let your dad come out again."

Liu Boyang hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, when I go back, I must tell the servants to look after my father, and even if I go out, someone must accompany me."

"Alas!" Song Banxian sighed, knowing that he was too busy with work to accompany his old father.

But looking at Mr. Liu, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive this winter.

When Liu Boyang helped the old man to get up, Song Banxian said in a slightly solemn tone: "Little Liu, if you have nothing to do, just stay with your father more. This winter is not easy to endure."

Liu Boyang's face changed greatly, he turned his head sharply and stared at Song Banxian, his lips trembling slightly.

"Master Song, you...you mean..."

No matter how he couldn't say it, Song Banxian understood him and nodded lightly.

"Children want to be raised, but don't wait for their parents, so cherish them."

Liu Boyang's eyes were instantly red, and he wanted to say something, but he was afraid that he would choked when he made a sound.

Mr. Liu, who was supported by him, looked as ignorant as a child, and called out his grandson's name.

"Thank you." Liu Boyang bowed to Song Banxian to thank him.

This time, Song Banxian quickly got up and avoided them, urging them: "If you can't do it, go home quickly."

"and many more--"

When Liu Boyang was helping his old father to leave, Qin Ruan shouted to stop him.

Song Banxian lowered her eyes, looked at Qin Ruan who was sitting in front of the booth, and said suspiciously, "Fellow Daoist Qin?"

Liu Boyang also looked at Qin Ruan with a puzzled face, and couldn't help but be amazed by her face.

The little girl has beautiful eyes, a straight nose, outstanding temperament and charm, and there is a kind of tenderness that has been precipitated by the years.

Liu Boyang asked, "Miss, what are you doing?"

Qin Ruan's eyes flashed with a faint golden light, and his dark and unclear eyes looked at Liu Boyang, his delicate face was slightly dark.

She moved her gaze to Liu Boyang's face, and a pair of charming eyes flashed a dark light, and she asked in a low voice, "Has there been some strange things happening in your family recently?"

Liu Boyang was stunned for a moment, and then his face became cramped.

He didn't know what Qin Ruan's identity was. He looked at the characters on the other side's booth and asked for fortune-telling. He was not allowed to ask for money. It could be seen that she was also doing fortune-telling on this Tongcha flyover.

He turned his eyes to Song Banxian, not daring to talk to Qin Ruan easily.

Song Banxian was also confused, he didn't see anything wrong with Liu Boyang.

He has seen Qin Ruan's strength. If Liu Boyang is okay, she will never speak easily.

Song Banxian pointed to Qin Ruan and introduced to Liu Boyang: "This is Daoist Qin, even though she is young, her strength should not be underestimated, even if there are ten or a hundred, I can't match Daoist Qin alone.

A few months ago, my family had an accident, and it was solved by fellow Daoist Qin. If there is something really wrong with your family, you might as well say it. "

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