family circle of friends

Chapter 9 Shang Yuxuan

Everyone was stunned.

Shang Chengqi even sprayed out the tea from his mouth, which just happened to splash the old man opposite him, but the old man didn't care at all, and just stood there stupidly as if struck by lightning.

Shang Chengqi's cheeks flushed red, he coughed and laughed, tears came out.

Big brother, the old clam gave birth to pearls?
Looking at the turmoil in the living room, Shang Chengjun frowned slightly, and continued: "He is my grandson!"

Everyone recovered their breathing, but then they were taken aback again, grandson?

The patriarch only has one daughter. Could it be that this child belongs to Shang Qingying?

Everyone had different expressions and remained silent, but Zhao Xuan was keenly aware of the change in the way they looked at him, from curiosity and doubt to scrutiny and disgust.

"Patriarch, have you found Qing Yan?" A middle-aged man asked.

Shang Chengjun nodded, and an old man in the front row suddenly stood up and said angrily, "What are you talking about that girl? Eight years ago, she suddenly reneged on her engagement and eloped with someone, which caused great shame to our Shang family. Even now, people are still making fun of her." We, patriarch, what do you want her for? If you want me to say, just pretend that you don't have this daughter, and it would be best if you never see her!"

Shang Chengjun looked calm: "What happened back then has nothing to do with this child!"

The old man moved his mouth, glanced at Zhao Xuan, and finally sat back in his seat angrily.

"Where is Qingying now?"

"died!"

Shang Chengjun's tone was flat, but it was like a thunderbolt exploding above everyone's heads, making people dumbfounded.

Shang Chengqi, who was not stingy but liked this niece very much, jumped up suddenly like a civet cat whose hair was blown up, and shouted: "How did she die? How old is she? How did she die?"

This is what everyone wants to ask!
"He died of illness!" Shang Chengjun replied.

Zhao Xuan was stunned, then quickly lowered her head, trying to squeeze out two tears at the right time, but she didn't, so she could only pretend to cry.

The main reason was that my grandfather didn't tell him about it when he came here. He thought his parents would continue to 'disappear', but who knew that my grandfather directly reported a 'death of illness'.

So straightforward and rude!
Shang Chengqi sat down on the chair, lost his mind, such a beautiful and lovely little niece, who wore shofar braids when she was a child, often tugged at her sleeves and called 'Uncle' in a childlike voice. In his heart, his own son was not as young as Dear niece, now that people say it's gone, it's gone. He covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.

The others couldn't bear it either, and the old man who stood up and reprimanded him earlier even sighed: "Why bother? Why is this necessary?"

Shang Zhicai looked gloomy, but Shang Qingya who was sitting next to him was ecstatic in her heart, tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth that were about to turn up, and put on a painful expression.

died!

Finally dead!

Once Shang Qingzheng dies, it will at least guarantee that no one will inherit the Shang Group within ten years. In the future, it will definitely depend on the third generation of the Shang family. When his son grows up, if he makes more arrangements, he will definitely be able to take over the entire Hongyuan internationality!

She pretended to wipe the corners of her eyes and secretly looked ahead. The boy was quite sad, but why didn't the uncle feel sentimental at all?
That's his own daughter!

Shang Qingya was a little skeptical, but after a second thought, the child had already been brought back, which meant that the uncle had found Shang Qingying, and with his strong temper, if Shang Qingying was still alive, he would definitely bring him back together!

Now that no one has seen it, it is likely that he is really dead!
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Shang Chengjun say: "I called you here today to tell you that this child will be named Shang in the future, and I will keep him by my side. After entering the genealogy, he will be a member of the Shang family." !"

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Shang Qingya subconsciously shouted: "No!"

Everyone looked at her in unison, with surprised eyes, Shang Qingya's heart trembled, and she cursed herself for not being smart, but the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back.

Facing the uncle's deep gaze, Shang Qingya stood up slowly, with a forced smile: "Although Qingzhen passed away, the father of the child is still there. If you suddenly want to change his surname, I'm afraid that Zhao Teng will be unwilling. If there is trouble... ..."

"Do I need his permission?"

Shang Chengjun asked directly and domineeringly, Shang Qingya's expression froze, and he was speechless immediately.

At this time, Shang Chengqi was overwhelmed by his grief, and jumped up and cursed: "It's best not to let me see that grandson, otherwise I'll have to skin him! My good niece just disappeared like this, woo woo!"

He burst into tears again, and Shang Qingya took the opportunity to sit back in her seat, watching her nose, nose and heart, making up her mind not to speak anymore.

But after her interruption, some people thought about it, adopting a grandson is okay, but changing the surname is a bit exaggerated. If the child changes the surname to Shang, won't the patriarch let him inherit the group after a hundred years?

No one present was a fool. After looking at each other, someone asked, "Patriarch, are you planning to make this child the heir?"

This is very straightforward, they are relatives, so there is no need to hide it: "Isn't it a bit hasty? After all, he is still a child, and no one knows what the future will be. What if there is something..."

"I'm not dead yet, the heir is too early to say!"

Shang Chengjun blocked them with one sentence, and then said: "Recording him in my name only means that he will become my heir, but it does not mean that he will succeed me in the future and become the chairman of Hongyuan International. I can I assure you that the post of chairman will be decided by the board of directors when I retire, so you can rest assured!"

Several people looked at each other and stopped talking.

Shang Qingya is determined, as long as she does not establish an heir, everything is easy to talk about!

Seeing no objection, Shang Chengjun stood up and said, "Open the ancestral hall and enter the genealogy!"

The Shang family ancestral hall has a large area. The place where the ancestral tablets are enshrined is located in a large room in the middle of the ancestral hall. Inside, the candles are brightly lit. The tablets of the ancestors of the Shang family are erected neatly in front, creating a solemn atmosphere.

The clansmen stood on both sides to watch the ceremony, and Zhao Xuan stood alone in the center with a yellow futon under his feet.

"Kneel!" Shang Chengjun said in a deep voice.

Zhao Xuan bent down and knelt on the futon, and then he heard the word "bye" from his grandfather.

He bent down, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times. Shang Chengjun took out the genealogy tree himself, paused for a moment at the place where Shang Qingyong was below his name, then moved to the bottom and wrote three words.

"From now on, your name is Shang Yuxuan!"
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After the ancestral hall was renamed, Yuxuan followed her grandfather back to the old house and lived here quietly.

It was midsummer and the sun was scorching hot. In Nuo Da's house, Yuxuan had nothing to do for a while.

However, he soon knew that his grandfather was looking for tutors for him, not one, but seven tutors, each teaching different things.

Yuxuan was curious about this kind of aristocratic education that can only be enjoyed by the children of wealthy families, but before the teacher came over, his newly recognized uncle and aunt, namely Shang Zhicai and Shang Qingya, came to visit, bringing their children .

(End of this chapter)