??Chapter 1484: Chapter 1486: Rubbing Salt into the Wound
Chapter 1484: Chapter 1486: Rubbing Salt into the Wound
Tang Qing shook his head and said, “Not yet.”
As they were speaking, many guests arrived, so of whom were acquainted with Tang Qing. Tang Qing excused himself to Old ng and hurried over to greet them.
Old ng sat on the sofa, his hands propped on his cane, staring hopefully at the door.
Tang Qing had reserved the second floor of the restaurant, so everyone coming upstairs were guests there to celebrate Old Tang’s birthday.
There were also a few people that Old ng recognized.
After all, he used to socialize with the sa group as Old Tang. Plus, their circle wasn’t that big to begin with.
“Isn’t that Old ng? Hey, Old ng, why are you sitting here all alone?”
About four or five people walked over to Old ng.
“Brother Gan, you’re well aware, aren’t you? Old ng seriously offended his grandson and his wife; now they won’t even co ho, so isn’t he left all alone?” A man in a traditional Chinese jacket laughed heartily, winking at the others.
Old ng lifted his eyelids, glanced at them and felt a surge of stifled frustration in his chest.
These people used to call him “Old ng”, but now, they all addressed him with less reverence.
It might just seem like the dropping of a couple of characters, but the significance was entirely different. Old ng, Old ng.
At this mont, Old ng had no interest in marveling at the profoundness of the Chinese language; he simply didn’t feel like speaking to them.
In the past, when ng Chaojun still held power and ng Xinian had a promising future ahead of him, nobody dared speak ill of the ng Family, with only the Gao Family, Fong Family, Lu Family daring to challenge them outright.
Those families were considered equal opponents, engaged in contention.
But now, with ng Chaojun out of the picture, struggling with illness, and him being old and powerless, coupled with the series of misfortunes that befell the ng Family, which turned into jokes among the Capital City circles ti and ti again, even though ng Xinian was promoted to A-level Great Officer with a seemingly limitless future, everyone knew that he had almost cut ties with the ng Family and was unlikely to deal with their issues anymore.
Thus, the ng Family t their downfall.
The sa people who once honored him as Old ng now dared to casually call him Old ng with such a tone.
“Old ng, how long has it been since you ca out to play chess with us or walk the birds? You’re not looking as robust as you used to be,” said an old man with a large nose as he sat down next to him and kicked his cane, “I’m afraid this thing can’t be discarded anymore, can it?”
There was a period when Old ng no longer needed a cane, and they thought he was getting younger with age.
But that ti was short-lived, and now Old ng looked even more devoid of Essence, Qi, and Spirit than before that period.
His cane, which he was pressing down on, shifted slightly from the kick, and he hurriedly grabbed hold of it. However, the confidence he had while holding his cane monts ago suddenly seed awkward.
“Elder Lei, what is this? You’re not two years younger than . If I am to grow old, won’t you as well?” Old ng said angrily.
Elder Lei laughed heartily, “Look at you, what’s the rush? When have I ever said I wouldn’t grow old? But, luckily, my descendants are quite capable, and my daughters-in-law make nourishing soups for
every day, so I feel quite vigorous.”
“Elder Lei, you’re certainly living comfortably,” Old Gan said. “Not like , I can’t even enjoy a cigarette without the kids and their spouses nagging, and the grandkids are on my case all day long. I don’t have a mont of freedom!”
A wave of frustration built up in Old ng’s chest.
These people deliberately ca to him to say these things. If he didn’t understand what they ant, he would indeed be foolish!
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