The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

C579 – When Did I Have a Grandson?

“Yes!”

Ann Chuxia nodded with conviction. You heard that correctly!

“This…”

Su Ming blinked and brought the phone to his ear. “Hello, who is this?”

“Oh my goodness, my dear grandfather, I’ve finally found you!”

Gao Yunfan’s voice boomed from the other end of the line.

The room, though not very large, was quiet enough that everyone heard him.

Ann Chuxia, Su Qiu, and Zhang Qianqian were all taken aback.

Especially Su Qiu.

“Brother, when did you get married? And you have a grandson now? Does that make me a great-aunt? My, how quickly my status has risen! But brother, do aunt and uncle know about this…”

Su Qiu blinked in confusion.

“Quiet, you silly girl, don’t spout nonsense!”

Su Ming was visibly frustrated. What in the world was this? Someone calling him grandpa?

What’s going on with society these days? Had it really come to this?

If he wasn’t mistaken, everyone in the dorm used to wish the other was their son. How had it suddenly flipped, making him the elder?

“Brother, who are you? Have you dialed the wrong number? I’m only in my twenties…”

Su Ming was clearly exasperated.

“No, no, I haven’t dialed the wrong number. Grandpa, it’s Gao Yunfan!”

Gao Yunfan quickly interjected, desperate not to be hung up on.

“Oh, it’s you. What do you need?”

Su Ming recognized the voice and his tone softened considerably. Gao Yunfan, on the other end, felt a pang of disappointment. He had unwittingly offended such a respected figure!

“Grandpa…”

“Enough, call me by my name, or I’m hanging up!”

“Grandpa… No, Mr. Su, please, don’t hang up! I was wrong, can’t you see I was wrong? Mr. Su, I was blind and arrogant, I looked down on you, I’m less than nothing… I was wrong, truly wrong, please forgive me!”

Gao Yunfan pleaded over the phone.

“Alright, alright, I forgive you. To be honest, I never took it to heart. There’s no need for a special call to apologize. Let’s leave it at that…”

After finishing his sentence, Su Ming was ready to end the call.

“No, wait!”

Gao Yunfan couldn’t believe it. He thought, “Seriously? I finally get through, and you’re about to hang up? That’s not happening!”

“Mr. Su, my master, Lee Wangyang, urgently needs to speak with you.”

“What does Lee Wangyang want with me?”

Su Ming paused, taken aback.

“I’m not sure, but he seemed quite anxious. If it’s convenient for you, Mr. Su, my master would like to visit you. We promise not to impose too much!”

“Alright then.”

Su Ming gave it some thought but didn’t add anything else. He bore no ill will toward Lee Wangyang; indeed, an elder who dedicated his life to the tedious craft of carving deserved respect.

With that, Su Ming provided his address. Gao Yunfan expressed his heartfelt thanks and carefully hung up, swiftly sending a text message in response.

In the villa’s courtyard, two old men were locked in a stare-down, puffing out their cheeks and glaring.

Outwardly they appeared composed, but inwardly they were a bundle of nerves, scratching their heads in agitation. They had to act quickly; it was a race to see whose people would reach Mr. Su first.

Suddenly!

“Ding!”

The crisp tone of a text message alert brought Lee Wangyang to full attention. He fumbled for his phone and upon reading the message from his disciple, he nearly burst with joy: “Hahaha! The kid’s done well. My affection wasn’t wasted on him. You’ve lost, old man. My disciple found him first. What do you say now?!”

“What?!”

Song Jianguo shot to his feet, sneering, “You might deceive others, but not me. Don’t bother with those tricks. You say you’ve found Mr. Su? I find that hard to believe.”

“Tsk! Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant to me.”

Lee Wangyang’s spirits soared. He pocketed his phone and sauntered off, humming a tune. “Well, if someone is too proud to join me, that’s their loss. I’m off to meet Mr. Su.”

After finishing his piece, Lee Wangyang strode toward the door. Song Jianguo, anxious in his wake, wondered, “Is he serious or just bluffing? Is this old guy trying to fool me?” He couldn’t shake the worry: better safe than sorry. Missing the chance to meet Mr. Su would be a regret he’d carry to his grave.

​”Hehe!” The thought struck him, and Song Jianguo let out a sly chuckle, rubbing his hands together as he cautiously approached.

Lee Wangyang shuddered at the sight. “Soong, what are you up to?” he asked, taking a step back, his guard up.

“What are you talking about? Aren’t we like brothers? Why keep score between brothers, right?”

​”Cut the act!” Lee Wangyang glared.

You might fool others, but not me!

“Hold on, didn’t you just say you know where Mr. Su is? Just take me to him, will you? Look, if you do this for me, you can choose anything from our family’s treasure vault—anything you want, no second thoughts.”

“Are you for real?”

“My word is my bond!”

“Damn! You’re no gentleman; you’re a scoundrel!”

“Oh no, you’ve got me figured out!”

“Get lost!”

The two old men jostled and joked, trading barbs as they climbed into the car and set off. They were in the suburbs, and Su Ming was in the city center, within the Second Loop—a journey of at least half an hour.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Meanwhile, Su Ming turned to Ann Chuxia with concern. “Are you okay? I hope this delay won’t cause any issues…”

“Don’t worry,” she reassured him, “my tour’s final stop is in Eastsea, and there’s hardly any prep needed. I ran through the set a few times last night; I could do it in my sleep. In two months, I’ve got a gala to attend. It’s not my concert—just one song. I’ll rehearse a few days beforehand, that’s all.”

“We’ll go back this afternoon, tweak the sound system, and run through it a couple of times. It’s a concert; if something goes awry, it’s not the end of the world. Worst case, I’ll sing acapella. Sometimes, those little mishaps are what people love about live performances,” Ann Chuxia said, smiling.

​Su Ming gave it some thought and let it be. After all, it was a concert, and the rules were flexible. As long as the singer showed up, sang enough, and performed well, what did it matter if it ended up being acapella? Technical issues were no big deal.

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