Chapter 672 - 672: The Package Has Arrived

As soon as Sun Yiyang heard these words, his old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, yet he feigned humility, saying, "It's a gesture of filial piety from the younger generation. They insisted on giving it, and as a mentor, I couldn't bring myself to refuse it.

Actually, whether it's valuable or not, at our age, to live our twilight years peacefully is already a great blessing. There's no need to demand these external things."

The old men all nodded in agreement. Some pulled up their sleeves to reveal diamond-studded watches on their wrists, others twisted the Jade Rings on their fingers; some even spun the white jade balls in their hands, as if engaged in an invisible contest.

The contest was about who wore better... or should we say, who was wealthier!

"Old Lin, I see the diamond ring on your hand is different from last time, which apprentice gifted you this time?" one person asked with a peculiar tone.

The old man called Old Lin laughed heartily and said, "A young apprentice brought it back from South Africa. They produce diamonds there, and that kid specially picked the biggest and best one to buy and honor me."

Then he said, "Hey, Old Yao, I see your pipe is different too, did your apprentice gift you that as well?"

"Same, same." Old Yao displayed a knowingly indulgent smile and said, "It's all from the apprentices' filial piety. We've worked hard for so many years, it's time we enjoyed some comfort."

If Xiao Feng were present, he certainly couldn't help but sigh at how the world had changed.

In the past, it was the elderly women, carrying vegetable baskets, or old grandmothers gathering to compare whose children and grandchildren were more capable and more filial, thus satisfying their vanity.

Now, a group of old men gathered to see whose apprentice gave them the more expensive gift; no matter how you look at it, the scene feels awkward.

Of course, to put it in a nicer way, when people get old, they become like children again.

Just like kids gathering to shout: "This is the new toy my dad brought for me from his business trip yesterday."

"This is the airplane my mom brought back from the city market, which isn't even sold at our village store."

Right then, a man in a black suit walked over.

The man stood tall and handsome, with slicked-back hair, and he bowed to greet the old men, saying, "Hello, grandfathers."

"Hello, hello." The old men cheerfully responded.

Someone pointed to the young man and said, "Old Sun, your grandson has grown so much. I remember last time I saw him, he was only at my waist, now I have to look up to see him.

By the way, what's his name?"

"Sun Ze." Sun Yiyang replied.

'Ze' is a homophone, like the 'ze' in picking vegetables and choosing.

And Sun Ze's 'Ze' is from choosing.

Because of this, Zhao Guo'an gave him the nickname 'Grandson'.

The inquiring old man smiled and praised, "What a fine young man, truly a fine young man. The future belongs to you youngsters."

Sun Ze smiled modestly and said to Sun Yiyang, "Grandpa, almost everyone is here. Shall we start?"

"Oh, everyone's here already." Sun Yiyang nodded, but his heart was a bit anxious.

Where on earth is Zhao Guo'an's gift?

Just as he was pondering, someone said, "Old Sun, later you must show us the birthday gift from your prized apprentice and open our eyes."

"Sure, no problem." Sun Yiyang readily agreed.

"Then shall we start the banquet?"

"Uh… how about we wait a bit, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's chat more, a bit more."

The old men exchanged looks, all having a strange feeling.

However, thinking that the real protagonist today was someone else, no one said anything.

As each minute passed, Sun Yiyang felt like he was being roasted on a fire.

The boasts had already been made; if he really got slapped in the face today, he wouldn't be able to lift his head in front of these old folks anymore.

About twenty minutes later, Sun Ze leaned over to Sun Yiyang's ear and whispered, "Grandpa, it's already twelve, shall we start?"

"Wait a bit more, wait a bit more." Sun Yiyang waved his hand.

At this point, someone couldn't hold back and asked, "Old Sun, what exactly are you waiting for? You're not waiting for an old flame, are you?"

"Nonsense!" Sun Yiyang cursed angrily.

His eyes darted around, as if afraid someone might see something.

Sun Ze quietly reminded, "Grandma isn't here, you don't have to be afraid."

Sun Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief, looking up at the sun above, his heart still gloomy.

Why is it that other people's apprentices are so filial, yet he ended up with such a tightfisted one?

Is today really going to be a day of disgrace?

At this moment, Sun Yiyang even had an urge to run away. He'd rather not show his face than lose face in front of everyone.

Though not showing up is embarrassing, at least he wouldn't have to endure others' strange looks.

Thinking of this, Sun Yiyang decided to try his luck at the gate. If it still hadn't arrived, he wouldn't return, just leave home to avoid the storm.

Using an excuse to leave, Sun Yiyang had just come to the gate of his estate when he saw a container truck stopping.

From the passenger seat, a man wearing a baseball cap got out, holding a sheet of paper, as if confirming the address.

"Are you here to deliver something sent by a Mr. Zhao?" Sun Yiyang asked eagerly.

The man nodded: "Yes, Zhao is the surname, and the address matches too. Should we deliver it inside for you?"

"No need, no need. Just leave it at the gate, I'll find someone to move it in myself." Sun Yiyang said joyfully.

The man looked at Sun Yiyang oddly, thinking, what's with this person? It's just a package delivery, is there a need to be so excited?

Soon, a box was unloaded from the truck.

The box stood tall, about 1.7 meters, and about a meter wide.

Sun Yiyang rubbed his hands and asked the man, "What's inside this?"

"I don't know, we just deliver it. What it is doesn't concern us." The man said truthfully.

Sun Yiyang didn't care either. As long as it arrived, keeping some anticipation was actually better.

"You, you, and you, find a few people to carry the box and follow me." Sun Shijie instructed the security guard at the gate.

The security guard agreed and quickly arranged for a shift change, then picked up the box and left with Sun Yiyang.

Not long after, two men wearing security uniforms, chatting, headed toward the gate.

"Zhao Qiang, what exactly did you buy, tell me quickly."

"What's the rush, the delivery said it's arriving soon, you'll know then."

"Tell me, and tonight I'll treat you to a drink."

"Really?"

"Really, really."

"Alright then, I'll tell you in advance. I bought a life-size doll, the seller said it feels just like the real thing, if not, I can return it directly."

"Whoa! That exciting? Lend it to me for two days when it arrives."

"Of course, with our relationship..."

Halfway through, a text message alert rang.

Zhao Qiang stared at the text message, eyes widening: "Damn, who the hell signed for my delivery?!"