Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Until the end of his life, Song Dafa remained in Harbor City.

He only returned for Song Weikang’s birthday, his memorial day, and Qingming Festival, for worship; otherwise, he never left Harbor City.

He knew once he returned to the Mainland, his ungrateful descendants would definitely come crying and begging for financial help.

Watching a few children playing in the yard, Song Dafa thought of his own children, the elder’s offspring, and couldn’t help but sigh.

Zhang Yu had just hung up on Fu Jie’s call when she heard Song Dafa sigh, "Why, are you still upset about not being able to go back to worship?"

Song Dafa knew Zhang Yu stopped him from going back for his own good, "I’m getting older, I don’t know how many more times I can return."

"Don’t worry, I’ve arranged for someone to go and pay respects, they will record it."

"Besides, there’s no way Song Shijian and the others wouldn’t go to worship." Perhaps the others were too lazy to pretend and didn’t want to visit Song Weikang’s grave.

But Song Shijian and his son would definitely go to pay their respects. Once prominent, now this father and son remain active in the business world for the Song Family.

Some of the Song’s family members have faded into obscurity, while others, though not gone, are just ordinary wealthy people.

Zhang Yu knew they still resented Song Weikang. If only he had left them a significant inheritance back then, their lives wouldn’t be so hard now.

"Their lives aren’t easy." Occasionally, Song Dafa would have his caretakers search online for news about Song Shijian and them.