Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 441 Business is coming, Ruan Ruan has a bad feeling in his heart

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

  "That guy is a gangster. Now the rule of law society is not as good as before. He is ready to retire when he is old. He is still hesitating before he makes up his mind.

  There is also an old lady on Huang Biao, who is very filial, she is not bad, and she has not committed any serious crimes, she is more lustful at all. Don’t be familiar with him. "

  Qin Ruan heard other meanings from these words, delicately raised his eyebrows, and stared at Song Banxian with 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 and brushed away the hair that was messed up by the breeze and stuck to his cheek, with a smile in his voice: "No wonder the other party believed in what you said just now."

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

  Huang Biao is a man with a strong atmosphere of rivers and lakes. After a few years of mixing, his status will rise to a higher level. Of course, he may not achieve good results in his later years.

   "Hey hey..." Song Banxian smiled cunningly.

  His reputation in Tongsha Tianqiao for so many years, in addition to his own small strength, is more dependent on his professional interpersonal relationship.

  Song Banxian touched his chin, and asked Qin Ruan: "Friend Daoist Qin, what are you going to do today?"

   "Look at fate." Qin Ruan looked sad.

  I don’t know why, she feels a little uneasy in her heart, as if something is going to happen.

  This premonition made Qin Ruan feel less beautiful.

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

   Seeing the person coming, his face showed a distressed expression, and he said helplessly: "Why are you here again?"

  The man here is a gray-haired old man, looking a decade older than Song Banxian.

  The old man stared at Song Banxian, and he said Ai Ai: "I want to know where my grandson is. You can do the calculations for me this time."

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

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

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

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

  He silently took out his cell phone and dialed a series of numbers proficiently.

After    was connected over there, Song Banxian bluntly said: "Your dad is here again, hurry up and get the person back. Don't make the elderly sick in this cold night."

  I don’t know what was said over there, Song Banxian’s expression eased a lot: "Okay, hurry up."

  The call was hung up, Song Banxian sat down and chatted with the opposite man.

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

  Qin Ruan sat by and listened. From the words of the two of them, he knew that the old man who was looking for Song Banxian for his grandson had dementia.

  His son who helped his career take care of his children many years ago, accidentally lost his grandson.

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

  With the participation of the police, and the many staff found in the environment at the time, as well as the help of the enthusiastic people, the child was finally found after six hours of loss.

  This incident has cast a deep shadow on the elderly. Until two years ago, he suffered from Alzheimer's disease. 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.

  It is said that there will be seven or eight times a year, and every time Song Banxian will call the father's family.

  About half an hour later, after Song Banxian drank the water in the one-liter water bottle he carried with him, the father’s family finally came.

   is a middle-aged man, the other party is wearing a suit and leather shoes, full of embarrassment with a little dust, which shows how anxious he came.

  He stood beside the old man and called his dad in a low voice. The old man ignored him, chanting his grandson’s name.

  The man was full of grief, holding on to his old father's shoulder, and apologizing to Song Banxian.

   "Thank you, Master Song, and trouble you."

   "You don't need to be so polite." Song Banxian waved his hand and told: "Little Liu, the weather will be cold in the future, don't let your dad come out again."

   Liu Boyang hurriedly said, “Yes, yes, I must tell the servant to take good care of my dad when I go back, and have someone to accompany me even when I go out.”

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

  Looking at Mr. Liu, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive this winter.

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

   Liu Boyang's face changed drastically, he turned his head back and stared at Song Banxian, his lips trembled slightly.

   "Master Song, you...you mean..."

  He couldn't say that no matter what, Song Banxian understood him and nodded lightly.

   "If you want to raise your child, you don’t want to be with you, please cherish it."

  Liu Boyang's eyes reddened instantly, and he wanted to say something, but he was afraid that he would choke up.

  Old man Liu, who was supported by him, looked like a childish ignorant, and he still called his grandson’s name.

   "Thank you." Liu Boyang bent over to thank Song Banxian.

   This time Song Banxian quickly got up to avoid them, urging them: "You can't do it, go home."

"and many more--"

  When Liu Boyang helped his old father to leave, Qin Ruan shouted to the people.

  Song Banxian lowered his eyes, looking at Qin Ruan who was sitting in front of the booth, and said in doubt: "Friend Qin Dao?"

  Liu Boyang also looked at Qin Ruan incomprehensibly, and was unavoidably surprised by her face.

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

  Liu Boyang asked: "Girl, are you busy?"

  Qin Ruan’s eyes flashed with a thin golden light, and his dim and unclear eyes looked at Liu Boyang, his delicate face sinking slightly.

  She moved her gaze to Liu Boyang’s face, a pair of charming eyes flashed with a dark light, and her voice was cold and whispered, “Have you often seen strange things in your house recently?”

  Liu Boyang was taken aback first, then his face was embarrassed.

  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 was obvious that she was also doing fortune-telling on the Tongsha Tianqiao.

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

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

  Qin Ruan’s strength he had seen before, if Liu Boyang was okay, she would never speak easily.

  Song Banxian pointed to Qin Ruan and introduced to Liu Boyang: "This is Daoist Qin, don't look at her young age, strength can not be underestimated, even if it is ten or a hundred, I can't match Daoist Qin alone.

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

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  (End of this chapter)