"Brother Zhuang... Brother Zhuang, there are... there are lions? And... there are two little children..."
Sitting in the car, Qiqige looked at Zhuang Rui's back with a look of horror. Behind him was Timur, who called himself a warrior of the grasslands. At this moment, she did not dare to move, only secretly reaching for the dagger at her waist with her right hand.
"Lion? Child?"
Zhuang Rui was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then turned around and was overjoyed, "Fangfang and Yuanyuan, come here, let Daddy hug you..."
"Waaah..."
Seeing that Zhuang Rui was ignoring him, the white lion, about the size of a calf, couldn't help but let out a low growl. If someone unfamiliar with white lions didn't know it well, they would think it was about to attack and bite.
"Haha, White Lion, old buddy, I've missed you too..."
Zhuang Rui laughed heartily, picked up his son and put him on his shoulder, then picked up his daughter and wrapped his free hand around the white lion's neck.
"Waaaaah..."
The white lion's seemingly expressive eyes revealed a hint of tenderness. Wild animals are generally very tamed, but once tamed, they will stay by your side for life.
The scene that appeared before everyone was both strange and somewhat heartwarming: two children, one adult, and a fierce Tibetan mastiff were all intimately integrated together. If CCTV's "Man and Nature" program saw this, I wonder if they would make a special feature on this topic.
“Daddy is mean, he didn’t take Fangfang and her sister to the zoo, Fangfang doesn’t miss you at all…”
A clear, childlike voice interrupted the scene. The son, sitting on Zhuang Rui's shoulders, said he didn't miss Zhuang Rui, but he hugged Zhuang Rui's neck tightly and didn't want to let go for a moment.
"You brat, isn't our house a zoo?"
Zhuang Rui laughed heartily and kissed his daughter in his arms hard. A feeling of happiness welled up inside him. At that moment, he forgot all about Genghis Khan's Mausoleum and the Imperial Seal of the State.
"Zhuang Rui'an replied, 'These must be our nephew and niece, right?'"
Timur, standing behind Zhuang Rui, was also genuinely pleased to see the two children who looked so alike and were like exquisitely carved jade. He quickly took out the two gold locks he had prepared earlier from his bag.
"Waaah..."
When the white lion saw Timur approaching, it let out a warning growl. Although the white lion was extremely intelligent, it had not lost its Tibetan mastiff nature and would not allow strangers to approach Zhuang Rui and its young master.
"White Lion, stop fooling around, let me introduce you..."
Zhuang Rui reached out and called over Zhui Feng, who was standing somewhat trembling nearby, and said, "This is Zhui Feng, he'll be our partner from now on. This is Brother Timur, and this is Wuyun Qiqige... Damn it, White Lion, don't you dare scare them anymore. Hmm, Zhui Feng, don't be afraid of White Lion either. He, King Kong, and the Golden Eagle are all very good partners..."
"Waaah..."
Upon hearing Zhuang Rui's words, the white lion growled and sniffed Timur Chasing Wind and Qiqige one by one. After Zhuang Rui's previous words, Chasing Wind did not make any move, but kept pawing the ground with its front hooves, showing its unease.
"Ugh, ugh, I'll just leave you alone..."
Upon seeing the white lion turn and walk towards him, Fourth Brother Ouyang immediately shouted. He and the white lion didn't get along well; every time they clashed, the white lion would tear his pants. If Zhuang Rui hadn't forbidden driving inside the manor, he would have definitely stayed in the car and never come out.
"White Lion, he's already begging for mercy, just ignore him..."
Zhuang Rui smiled and stopped Bai Shi and Ouyang Jun from their traditional way of being affectionate.
"Waaah..."
After intimidating Ouyang Jun, the white lion turned around and walked ahead, as if to show off its status in the manor.
However, in Zhuang Rui's manor, White Lion is indeed the undisputed boss. Even when the mischievous King Kong sometimes goes too far, White Lion's shout is enough to make him behave immediately.
"I...I said Zhuang Rui'an, these...these are all your companions?"
Timur, who had just been sniffed by the white lion and broken out in a cold sweat, hung two longevity locks made of gold around Fangfang and Yuanyuan's necks.
Zhuang Rui carefully lifted his son, who was riding on his shoulders, onto the horse's back, and replied with a smile, "Yes, Brother Timur, don't let their fierce appearance fool you; they are actually very kind. If you communicate with them sincerely, they are the most reliable partners..."
"Kindness my ass, it just bites people's pants..."
Ouyang Sige, standing to the side, couldn't help but purse his lips.
Chapter 1199 Family Matters
After getting to know Zhuang Rui's companions, Timur and Wuyun Qiqige were no longer so afraid. The boldness of the grassland people was on full display at this moment. After a short rest, Qiqige even took Zhuang Rui's children and rode around the manor.
Upon meeting Zhuang's mother, Timur, who was Zhuang Rui's sworn brother, knelt down and kowtowed three times to the old woman. He then handed over the gifts he had brought from the grasslands to Zhuang's mother and Zhuang Rui's wife, Qin Xuanbing.
The village mother was also very fond of this godson. In order to take into account the lifestyle of the grassland people, she specially arranged for live sheep to be bought and held a grand bonfire party at the manor that night.
Although Ouyang Jun wanted to discuss the construction of Genghis Khan's mausoleum with Zhuang Rui, he also knew that Zhuang Rui had been away from home for more than two months, so he wisely refrained from disturbing him.
"Hey, don't be so handsy, the children are in the outer room..."
Qin Xuanbing irritably pushed away Zhuang Rui's hand that was touching her waist. Although she could understand that her husband had been away from home for more than two months, it didn't mean she was willing to accept it.
"Hehe, they're all asleep, asleep. Xuanbing, let's go to sleep too..."
After dinner, the two children rode horses with Qiqige for half a day. After taking a bath, they fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow. Of course, this was also due to Zhuang Ruiling's spiritual influence.
"Don't touch there, hey, Zhuang Rui, wait a minute, I have something important to tell you..."
Zhuang Rui's large hand seemed to have a magical power, causing Qin Xuanbing's body to go limp. However, Qin Xuanbing still firmly grabbed Zhuang Rui's hand, preventing him from entering her lush and fragrant place.
"What is it? Xuanbing, the night is too short, let's talk about it tomorrow..."
Looking at Qin Xuanbing's high, heaving breasts, Zhuang Rui swallowed hard. He really began to doubt whether it was right or wrong for him to spend all his time thinking about excavating ancient tombs. It would be more important to spend that time being intimate with his wife. What Genghis Khan's tomb, what the Imperial Seal of the State, were all irrelevant at this moment. The law of male lust was governing Zhuang Rui's behavior at this moment.
"Wait, I have something important to do..."
Qin Xuanbing rolled her eyes at Zhuang Rui, annoyed, and said, "Next Wednesday is Grandpa's 80th birthday. You have to come back to Hong Kong with me..."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Rui's jade fire dissipated by more than half. He sat up abruptly and said, "What? Grandpa's 80th birthday? Why didn't you tell me sooner? I need to prepare a gift..."
Zhuang Rui held Mr. Qin in high esteem. Back in the 1950s and 60s, the Qin family's jewelry store was just a small gold and silver processing workshop. After nearly half a century of hard work by Mr. Qin, it is now a well-known jewelry company in the international jewelry industry.
"How can I tell you? I can't reach you by phone, and when you call, you only say a few words and then hang up. How am I supposed to have a chance to tell you?"
Qin Xuanbing felt increasingly aggrieved as she thought about it. She found the soft flesh on Zhuang Rui's waist with her right hand and pinched it hard.
"Uh, it's my fault. Ouch, honey, be gentle..."
Despite the sharp pain in his lower back, Zhuang Rui still forced a smile. It was wrong of him to do this; he shouldn't have reminded his elder on their birthday at all.
"I have a press conference at the Ministry of Culture the day after tomorrow, which is Friday. How about we take a ship from Tianjin Port to Hong Kong on Saturday..."
Zhuang Rui calculated his schedule and found that apart from the press conference, there was nothing else important. As for the construction of Genghis Khan's Mausoleum, that would naturally be left to Ouyang Sige, who was capable of doing more work.
Moreover, for Zhuang Rui, the excavation of Genghis Khan's mausoleum is now considered complete. Although there are still many important cultural relics, they are far inferior to the Imperial Seal of the State.
Zhuang Rui has always been someone who only thinks about the immediate consequences of his actions. He is also aware of his own limitations; his business acumen is inferior to Huangfu Yun's, and although he also has a background in finance, his ability to manage accounts is not as good as Yun Man's. So he simply lets them handle everything.
Qin Xuanbing was fairly satisfied with Zhuang Rui's attitude, but then she frowned and said, "What about Brother Timur and Uyunqiqige? You invited them to Beijing, you can't just run away, can you?"
"That's true..."
Zhuang Rui scratched his head. He was going to Yuquan Mountain to see the old man tomorrow, so he definitely wouldn't have time to spend with Timur and the others. After attending the press conference the day after tomorrow, he would immediately go to Hong Kong. He really didn't have any free time at all.
"How about this, I'll have Fourth Brother find someone to show them around tomorrow and the day after, and also get them the paperwork to go to Hong Kong. We'll go together the day after that, so they can experience the corruption of capitalist society..."
After thinking for a moment, Zhuang Rui chuckled, and his hands became restless again, moving upwards from Qin Xuanbing's waist and giving her ample bosom a firm pinch.
"Hey, be gentle..."
Already aroused, Qin Xuanbing couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her entire body going limp. One hand reached for the bedside, plunging the room into darkness, followed by two heavy breaths. ...
The next morning, Zhuang Rui, who was in high spirits despite his aching back and legs, had breakfast with Timur and Wuyun Qiqige. Ouyang Jun then brought two people to the manor.
During dinner, Zhuang Rui told Timur about the plans for the next few days. Timur had originally planned to stay in Beijing for a few days and then go back, but under Zhuang Rui's insistence, he could only agree to go to Hong Kong with Zhuang Rui for a while.
After speaking with Batel over the phone, Wu Yunqiqige agreed, as the allure of Hong Kong as an international metropolis was very strong for the young girl.
"Fourth Brother, why are you making such a long face? It's not like you're meeting the King of Hell when you see the old man. Is it really that serious?"
After Timur and Qiqige went to Beijing with Ouyang Jun's group, Zhuang Rui drove his mother and Qin Xuanbing to Yuquan Mountain to see the old man. Ouyang Jun originally didn't want to come, but he had something to talk to Zhuang Rui about, so he reluctantly followed.
Even Yama, the King of Hell, is reasonable, but that old man is just unreasonable...
Ouyang Jun glanced at his aunt and muttered under his breath, "If he hadn't stopped what happened to my aunt back then, none of this would have happened..."
"Alright, Fourth Brother, believe me or not, I'll just throw you out of the car right now?"
Zhuang Rui interrupted Ouyang Jun impatiently. It seemed that this older brother was truly afraid of the old man to the core, and was actually using their mother's matter to sow discord. What kind of person was this?
"Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpa, Grandma..."
Upon arriving at the residence of the elderly man at Yuquan Mountain, the two old men were taking a walk in the courtyard, followed by several medical staff. Zhuang Rui and Ouyang Jun walked over and greeted them respectfully.
"Oh, it's Xiao Rui and Xiao Jun. Why didn't you bring Fang Fang and Yuan Yuan along?"
Grandma took Zhuang Rui's hand, her face full of kindness.
"Grandma, the children are too noisy and might disturb your rest..."
Zhuang Rui smiled and helped his grandmother up, silently injecting a wisp of spiritual energy into her body. At their age, their physical abilities had deteriorated significantly, so even with the spiritual energy entering their bodies, there was no obvious reaction.
"Quiet down, quiet down, it's good to have some noise..."
The old lady smiled happily.
"Hmph, favoritism! My son is your great-grandson..."
Ouyang Jun looked up and saw his grandfather about five meters away. He mustered his courage and muttered something in a low voice.
"You little brat, you talk too much! Xuanbing, Xiaowan, come inside and let's talk..."
When the old lady saw her husband wave to Zhuang Rui, she knew he had something to talk to Zhuang Rui about, so she quickly invited her daughter and granddaughter-in-law into the house. As for Ouyang Jun, he had already hurriedly followed them in.
"Grandpa, you're getting younger and younger!"
Zhuang Rui stepped forward and helped Ouyang Gang up. A rich spiritual energy silently seeped into the old man's skin. Zhuang Rui knew that some things could not be hidden from this man who had lived for nearly a century.
However, no one has broken through this barrier. Even Zhuang Rui's uncles only vaguely know a little bit about it. Occasionally, they would go to Zhuang Rui's courtyard house or manor to have Zhuang Rui give them a "cupuncture" treatment.
"Do more for the country and worry less about personal gains and losses..."
Ouyang Gang didn't say much. After a couple of sentences, he didn't linger. He had Zhuang Rui help him walk around the yard a couple of times before continuing, "Your Grandpa Song hasn't been feeling well lately. I'll go see him later..."
"Hey, I'll go right away..."
Zhuang Rui agreed. He had spoken to Song Jun, who was in Africa, on the phone a while ago, but Song Jun hadn't mentioned this matter. He figured it must have happened in the last few days.
The old man pointed to a calligraphy scroll on the stone table in the courtyard and said, "Yes, this calligraphy scroll is for you. Take it with you later..."
"Alright, Grandpa's calligraphy is something you can't buy even if you wanted to..."
Zhuang Rui smiled and patted the horse.