Chapter 1142 Sorry, I'm Late

Eighth aunt had enough fun watching, and then she smiled and said, "Ah Hao, didn't you prepare a birthday present as well? Take it out."

Cheng Qianhao took out a box and said with a smile, "My parents and I also sent watches, but my watch is not an international brand, nor is it inlaid with diamonds, its appearance is very ordinary, and only one, not a couple."

He opened the lid of the box and put the watch on Yun Birong's hand. "It can sense human movements. If her fingers move or she regains consciousness, this watch will ring and record."

"This is good!" Song Aotian immediately praised.

"It also has many functions, such as heart rate measurement, pedometers, body temperature measurement, sleep monitoring, gps positioning, sos emergency calls, text messages, phone calls, and so on." Cheng Qianhao introduced.

"Is there such a watch? Why haven't I heard of it?" Song Xiaoya asked doubtfully.

"Of course there is. Ah hao hired countless experts to make this watch day and night. It took seven to forty-nine days. The cost is not cheaper than patek philippe!" Auntie eight added with superiority.

"You all have a heart. I thank you on behalf of the old lady!" Song Aotian obviously liked this gift, and his impression of the eighth aunt's family was much better.

When the eighth aunt heard the compliment, she gave Seventh uncle a smug look, as if to say: we won today's gift segment!

Seventh uncle and Ah Kang both looked terrible.

"Dad, this is a gift for mom. You keep an eye on her." Song Xiaoya sent a bracelet with a very green texture. It was made of high-quality jade, and the market price was about one million yuan.

"Good jade, this is good jade!" Song Aotian praised. "Grandpa, we're still here!" Song Yuanlin and Song Jianwei also offered their thoughts. They were a pair of smart glasses that could not only be used as normal sunglasses, but also be used to search for routes, sense temperature, emergency help and so on. Yan Su had heard of this pair of glasses, which cost between a hundred and two hundred thousand yuan.

Their income levels. "Dad, and mine." Song Minsheng also took out a present and put it in a small rectangular box. When he opened it, he found a rolled up title deed with a bow tied on it. "Didn't you and mom like this house last year and want to buy it for retirement? I've already bought it for you.

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"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Song Aotian was obviously very happy. He didn't expect his son to remember what happened a year ago. Last year, when he wanted to buy it, the owner suddenly couldn't bear to sell it. He talked to someone about it countless times, but there was no result.

It was Yan Su's turn. At this moment, auntie eight smiled and asked, "Susu, what gift did you prepare for your grandmother? Why don't you show it to all of us?"

"She's Gu Yingchen's wife. She must have given us a better gift!" Ah Kang said sarcastically that when Yan Su came in earlier, he had already seen Yan Su empty-handed and didn't bring anything with him. The reason why he said that was to make her lose her footing.

"Hmph, I, Jiefu, am very generous. The gift I gave you killed you every minute." Song Yuanlin said in a partial tone.

"Really? Then show it to us quickly!"

Yan Su was a little embarrassed because she forgot that it was grandma's birthday, so she didn't prepare anything. These people clearly wanted to see her embarrass herself.

Song Xiaoya stood up and said, "Do you still need to take Susu's gift yourself? It must be Yingchen. Yingchen hasn't come yet, so the gift has to wait..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Sorry, I'm late."

It's Gu Yingchen!

Yan Su looked back. It was really him! Why is he here?

Everyone was surprised, not expecting gu yingchen to suddenly appear.

"This is a gift from Susu and I to grandma. Please accept it." Gu Yingchen sent a box.

Ah Kang laughed before he could look inside. "How valuable can such a small box hold?"

"What do you know? Gifts are not measured by size. The most important thing is the heart. Do you understand?" Song Jianwei choked.

Song Aotian opened it and looked at it. It took him a long time to calm down.

Song Fukang saw that there was only a piece of paper in the box, and immediately looked down on it. "Can't it be that third uncle sent the house? It's really not creative."

"Shut up, Song Fukang. Nobody thinks you're mute if you don't talk!" Song Jianwei glared at him, clearly disgusted with his cousin.

Song Aotian looked at the paper for a while before asking, "Yingchen, how did you do it... They're willing to sell it?"

"I told them the love story between you and grandma. They were very moved after hearing it. The whole village signed their names and moved away today. Their village head wished grandma a speedy recovery before he left."

"Back then, I swore an oath with your grandmother under this waterfall..."

At this point, Song Aotian clenched Yun Birong's hand and said, "Old lady, decades have passed in a flash. Look, I didn't disappoint you, did I? Yingchen bought this land, not only the waterfalls we made a wish for, the holy water we drank, but also your favorite plum blossom forest..."

"Dad, isn't this the place where you and mom fell in love when they were young?" Song Xiaoya asked curiously. Song Aotian wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled as he recalled, "When your mother and I were playing in a nearby snow mountain, we met a snowstorm and almost died on the mountain. Fortunately, the villagers here saved us. The whole village was very simple. The holy water there was very spiritual. It was said that as long as the people who truly loved each other drank it,

We can be together for the rest of our lives... "

"And this?" Song Xiaoya had never heard of it.

"The waterfalls there are spectacular, majestic, and the plum blossom forest is like a fairyland... We haven't been back for so many years, but we often think about it. I didn't expect Yingchen to be so thoughtful and buy that place." Memories welled up in her heart, and Song Aotian couldn't say how much she missed them.

He clenched Yun Birong's hand and said, "Shall I show you tomorrow? Walk?"

Yun Birong did not respond.

Song Aotian's eyes were wet again. "Thank you, Yingchen. After all these years of wishful thinking, I came here to drink and drink. Grandpa is happy today. Have a drink with me."

Gu Yingchen poured him a glass of wine and poured himself another. They drank so happily that they forgot about Seventh Aunt and Uncle.

Two hours later, Song Aotian was already drunk.

Song Xiaoya helped him upstairs to rest. "Ouch, dad, why are you drinking so much? I don't think we need to continue the birthday party tonight. You're so drunk that you won't wake up. I'll let them go home soon." When Seventh Aunt and his eighth aunt heard this, they consciously said, "We drank a little too much today. Why don't we just leave?"