I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

Although Song Manman is the darling of the family, this matter is related to Ling Minwen's life, and Ling Yaowen has to treat it with caution.

Hearing Ling Yaowen's words, Song Manman nodded without hesitation. She didn't care about this, as long as the medicinal materials in her space were used in the end.

"It's getting late now, so we'll go back first. Brother, you have a good rest."

"Second brother, you rest first, we will come see you another day."

Seeing Ling Fuwen stand up, Ling Kun also quickly stood up and supported him, saying: "Dad, then I will send the uncle and the others out. Qingyuan, take good care of your grandpa."

Hearing this, Ning Qingyuan looked at Song Manman and said, "Sister Manman, we'll see you later."

"See you later." Chao Ning Qingyuan waved, and Song Manman followed Ling Fuwen out of the ward.

On the way back, Song Manman and Ling Kun drove the car, so Ling Kun could recognize the door.

Back in the courtyard, Ling Kun looked at Ling Ran and the others in the house and clicked his tongue. Although he had long heard from his son that the Ling family was now prosperous, he was still a little shocked when he actually saw them.

The sofas in the room were full of people, and there were even a few sitting on the carpeted floor.

Because the Song family has a large population, when he first made the sofa, Song Mu made it a few sizes larger than other people's sofas. However, it is still not big enough to sit on.

In addition to the three elders, Grandpa Shen, Grandma Shen, and Grandpa Song, and the pregnant woman Xu Erruo, sitting on the sofa were Tao Shashao, Tang Yao, and Tang Luo, as well as Song Shi, Song Sinan, Ling Yan, and Ling Yan who came back first. There are five people, Huan and Ling Shuo.

As for the three busy people, Ling Ran, Ling Yi and Ling Can, they were busy until very late as expected. So when they came back, the seats on the sofa were all occupied, and only a few people could sit down. Just make do with it on the carpet.

Not to mention Ling Lu, Ling Zheng, and Ling Che, the three who did not have the advantage in terms of seniority, did not even get a seat on the carpet and could only stand aside.

Shen Yan did have a seat, and Zaizai was sitting on Uncle Song Shi's lap.

When they saw Grandma Song and her entourage coming back, Song Shi and the others, who were still sitting on the sofa with sullen expressions on their faces, immediately stood up and gave up their seats.

"Grandma, come and sit here with me. I've kept you warm in this seat." After saying that, Song Shi stepped forward and helped Grandma Song sit down.

Seeing all the elderly people at home sitting down, and a large crowd of people standing in the room, Ling Ran stood up, stroked the wrinkles on his suit pants, walked to Song Shi, and said, "I think we should build a new one." Although this courtyard house is very nice, the structure is not suitable for our family.”

"That's what I meant." After saying that, Song Shi stretched out his hand and shook Ling Ran's hand.

He had this idea when he found several uncles from the Ling family.

Although the courtyard is very nice, as Ling Ran said, the structure here is not suitable for the Song, Shen and Ling families to live.

First of all, the living room is a big problem for them. The space is too small and cannot accommodate all of them.

Once they all get back here, it's a luxury to sit down and chat.

"Song Shi."

Just when Song Shi and Ling Ran were chatting animatedly, a voice suddenly came.

Song Shi raised his eyes and looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw Grandma Song waving towards him, and Song Shi quickly walked over.

Grandma Song took Song Shi's hand and introduced: "This child's name is Song Shi, and he is my fourth grandson. That child's name is Sinan, and he is my youngest grandson."

After the introduction, Grandma Song sighed, and then said: "I still have three grandsons, but the eldest grandson went out to do business and did not come back. The second grandson works in Jiangcheng. Although the third grandson is in the Kyoto army, he is very busy on weekdays. There’s no time to come back.”

After Grandma Song introduced them, Ling Yaowen and Ling Yuwen introduced their grandchildren to Ling Kun one by one.

After hearing the introductions of several people, Ling Kun took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to Song Shi and his nephews one by one, saying, "This is the first time we meet, this is a small meeting gift I prepared for you."

After giving them to the boys in Song Shi, Ling Kun took out two thicker red envelopes from another pocket and handed them to Song Manman, saying, "These belong to Manman and Shiqi. Come on, Manman will take them first."

After handing out the red envelopes, Ling Kun wiped the sweat from his forehead and covered his empty pockets.

He couldn't help but regret it now. If he had known that he had so many nephews, he should have gone into business at the beginning. But now, he can survive the first year of the New Year. What will he do in the next two years?

"Uncle, you're too polite."

"Thank you, uncle."

"Uncle may live a long life."

Looking around, he saw people who were either one or two generations below him, or one generation above him. There were dozens of people but he couldn't find anyone of his own generation. Ling Kun looked confused.

"Third Aunt, I would like to ask, where are my brothers and sisters?"

"Our eldest son is in Wuyang City. He is not studying architecture. There happened to be work there, so he went to work there. The second eldest son is also in the army, so he doesn't come back often because he is busy on weekdays."

After Grandma Song finished speaking, Ling Fuwen followed closely: "Your brother Ling Tan serves as the director of the hospital. The hospital is his only home and he will basically never come back."

"Well, my eldest son asked Ling Chen to expand business in country Y, and my second son asked Ling Wu to expand business in country E. When the two of them are busy, they don't care about morning and evening. It's common for them not to see each other for half a year."

Hearing Ling Yaowen's words, Ling Yuwen twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "My two unfilial sons, one is named Ling Zui and the other is Ling Chu. That bastard Ling Zui is wandering around somewhere, and that bastard Ling Chu is retiring in country F. Woolen cloth!"

After Ling Yuwen finished speaking, Ling Kun's eyelids twitched. He really didn't expect that most of his generation were on the journey of struggle.

Suddenly, Ling Kun felt a little guilty about his current leisure time. He seemed to have been on vacation for a long time. Maybe it was time for him to return to work and fulfill his responsibilities.

Ling Yuwen couldn't help but feel sour at this moment. He finally understood why his Lingyun Group did not develop as fast as Ling Yaowen's Hua'an.

Three generations of this family have been working hard, but what about him? In the second generation, the layer was directly broken. It would be strange to be able to compare with others.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuwen felt sad. He gave birth to two sons. He thought that with his interest and talent in business, at least one of his sons would inherit his genes.

But who knew that his two sons were not interested in doing business. His eldest son was obsessed with art and traveled around looking for inspiration for painting all year round.

His second son is an alcoholic who likes to collect all kinds of famous wines. Later, he went directly to country F to open a bar and settled in country F to make a living.