Speaking of this, Liu Zhizhong really felt a bit troubled because he didn't know how to say it!
However, Zheng Xitong smiled slightly and said, "No, no, I didn't an it like that. Just sharing so information with you, so you'll have a sense of it in the future. In life, reaching my point, I am content. Today, is the happiest day, it's hard to find such happy monts again, haha... Co on, thank you, my good son, President Zhizhong!"
As he spoke, he raised his teacup, gracefully toasting to Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong, hearing these words, felt relaxed and naturally drank with Zheng Xitong happily.
After that, the father and son chatted for a while, and Liu Zhizhong said it was almost ti, he needed to go down and make fish, and the Qian father and son should be coming over soon.
Zheng Xitong was indeed very satisfied with such a godson, "Alright, you go ahead! In life, having the chance to eat fish and dishes made by a president is rare, haha... I'll be in the yard, just waiting for the guests to arrive."
Liu Zhizhong laughed heartily, said no more, and happily went downstairs.
Zheng Xitong, full of joy, tidied up the tea room, then leisurely walked downstairs, to the garden, taking his wife for a stroll, waiting for the Qian father and son to arrive.
In the kitchen, Liu Zhizhong and Third Sister Zheng were busy preparing the grand lunch for today.
Although the main ingredient was fish, the variety in which it was prepared resulted in a wide array of dishes.
A man who can both be the head of the family and handle the kitchen, Third Sister Zheng adored him dearly.
Their intimacy truly lived up to that of a newlywed couple.
The atmosphere in the entire villa was indeed harmonious, it was rare to have such a positive mood!
Just as Liu Zhizhong and Third Sister Zheng were being affectionate, with the dishes mostly prepared and delicate fish cold dishes ready, as they were about to start on the hot dishes, Zheng Xitong ca into the kitchen.
Third Sister Zheng, still delighting in giving Liu Zhizhong a kiss on the cheek, was caught by her father.
She was instantly extrely shy, her face turning red down to the neck.
"Oh, Dad... why didn't you knock before coming in?"
The shyness of the daughter was all too evident!
Zheng Xitong originally had a serious expression, but this ti he also smiled, enjoying their little couple's state.
Yet, Liu Zhizhong sensed sothing was amiss, and asked, "Mr. Zheng, what's going on? Is there a situation?"
Zheng Xitong's emotions once again showed on his face, sowhat serious, as he nodded, "This lunch today, your Uncle Qian won't be able to attend. Sigh..."
"Huh?"
Liu Zhizhong was so surprised that the spoon in his hand stopped.
Third Sister Zheng turned her head, "Dad, what do you an?"
Zheng Xitong still could not hide a touch of sadness in his expression, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Your Uncle Qian has already passed away, just monts ago."
"What?"
Liu Zhizhong's spoon fell to the ground, and he was left in a daze.
Third Sister Zheng was stupefied, also in disbelief, and the knife in her hand, initially intended to cut ingredients, fell onto the chopping board.
"Dad, was Uncle Qian's health not always good?"
Zheng Xitong said: "Yes, it was good, but eventually, age caught up, at 79 years old... He slipped while walking on the farm, hit his head, and couldn't be saved, sigh... Just now, Xuanzi inford of the funeral. At the mont, the Qian family is arranging the mourning. Let's head over after lunch!"
Liu Zhizhong took a deep breath, "Alright, Mr. Zheng, we got it. So, Third Sister, you continue, I'll call Brother Xuan."
Zheng Xitong said: "No need to call now, finish cooking, after we eat, we can head over... oh..."
As he spoke, he rembered sothing, saying, "Alright, Zhizhong, just give Xuanzi a call to comfort him. There will be many people at the Qian family funeral, your presence may not be appropriate if word gets around. If this thing gets on the internet, those sharp-sensed people will surely find sothing unusual."
Liu Zhizhong nodded, "Hmm, Mr. Zheng understands , that was indeed my thought."
"Okay, you make the call, I'll have your mom co and help with the cooking."
"No need, no need, I'll be done soon, done soon..."
Liu Zhizhong quickly stepped outside with his phone, and called Qian Xuan.
The deep brotherly bond naturally required so comforting at a ti like this.
Especially recalling the fact that Qian Xuan was Zheng Xitong's own son, Liu Zhizhong still felt a bit sentintal.
Regardless, Uncle Qian was truly good to Qian Xuan, wholeheartedly nurturing him.
Now, Qian Xuan, too, can be considered to have proven himself, managing the Qian family steadily.
Sotis, the mortal world is like this, the grace of nurturing surpasses rearing.
In fact, Liu Zhizhong also discussed with Zheng Xitong earlier, this secret can be kept buried for a lifeti, not letting Qian Xuan know, is also okay.
After all, the parties involved, Qian Xuan's mother died in childbirth. Young Master Qian, perhaps even he did not know this secret at the end of his life.
Ti and history will eventually cover many truths, that is the reality.
Maybe, just this way, it is a good thing for everyone.
Of course, while comforting, Liu Zhizhong also ntioned his identity, really unsuitable to participate in the condolence and morial service, and he asked Brother Xuan to understand.
Qian Xuan naturally understood completely, and expressed no problem. At the sa ti, he also ntioned that he had already urgently called Luo Shuxiu, her private plane can depart from Canada in the afternoon, bringing her son back for the funeral.
Liu Zhizhong felt sowhat wistful, missing Teacher Luo was normal, but discussing romance before a funeral wasn't quite appropriate.
Of course, as for seeing his son, if there's an opportunity, it should be arranged.
During lunch, Zheng Xitong's suggestion was: The Qian family's grand funeral will likely draw powerful people from all over, the political system in the Southwest Faction will see major figures coming, presumably this will be Tang Zhi's first local major event after taking office, and he's expected to be there. Liu Zhizhong should indeed not show up, but could privately engage with Xiang Wenhua if he cos, and he will arrange it.
Liu Zhizhong had no objections to such a suggestion.
After lunch, the Qian family officially issued a notice of death, the morial service set for three days later, at 8:19 in the morning.
This is, of course, a significant day, and there are traditions involved.
The Zheng couple, along with their daughter, did not rest in the afternoon, left the villa imdiately, to the Qian Family Mansion for grieving, which was customary. They would also attend the morial service.
Moreover, once gone, Zheng Xitong wouldn't co back. As the leader of the Southwest faction's powerful alliance, he would host the world's guests on behalf of the Qian family, as the Guest Master, it made sense, due to status and obligation.
Liu Zhizhong, after lunch, packed up, and returned to the other villa.
The villa over at Zhao Yan's side, was usually maintained by Yang Bingbing, so Liu Zhizhong returned ho, hoping to et Yang Bingbing, hehe...
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