"oh?"

The old lady's eyes lit up, obviously very interested.

Du Zongcheng was also quite curious.

Du Yong took out the smallest gift box and opened it, and took out the things inside.

"Gold brick? Gold ingot?"

After seeing this, the old lady was stunned and thought to herself that gold was nothing interesting.

Du Yong laughed and said, "Old lady, this is not an ordinary gold brick and gold ingot. My grandson tracked a prisoner who had been staring at Dali Temple in the southern suburbs of Pingzhou City for a long time. He captured him alive, then copied his nest and collected a batch of gold. They were originally going to hand over. However, Qu Shaoqing rewarded some on the spot, so these were special trophys. My grandson specially brought a few pieces to the old lady, which was quite memorable, and Huang Cancan's one was quite beautiful."

Sure enough, the old lady was overjoyed: "Is it really a reward from Qu Shaoqing?"

Du Yong nodded: "Of course!"

The old lady laughed and said, "Then this is indeed a good thing!"

When Du Zongcheng saw the old lady happy, he was also happy and immediately agreed: "Old lady, Xiao Yong can be so appreciated by his superiors, so he will give us parents Du."

The old lady nodded repeatedly, put the gold into the box, and kept it at hand, unable to put it down, and it seemed that she really wanted to be used as a souvenir.

"Xiao Yong is the most filial. He often gives supplements. After taking the job, he has made several great contributions and sent all the prizes to make the old woman happy."

The old lady had a happy smile on her face and kept mumbling in her mouth.

Du Yong quickly said some humble words.

Du Zongcheng was surprised. Among the many grandchildren, Du Yong was not the most popular among the old ladies, and at most he ranked fifth and sixth. In front were Du Qiong and Du Mou, and then a few smaller ones.

However, since Du Yong took office, he has a tendency to come from behind, catching up with Du Qiong and Du Mou, and even surpassed that, because when Du Qiong and Du Mou came, the old lady was not so happy.

Du Qiong and Du Mou were both on duty, and both were in Weiwei Temple, which was more important than Dali Temple. They were all taken care of by their own fathers. It is logical that the future should be above Du Yong, but after so long, they did not make any contribution.

More importantly, Du Qiong and Du Mou were not as concerned about the old lady as Du Yong. Every time they came over, they would focus on Du Zongcheng. Of course, they knew exactly what they thought about. Didn’t they just want to get his recognition so that they could inherit the iron hat of Yanghou in the future.

Although Du Yong also respects Du Zongcheng, his uncle, he is just the respect of his elders for his elders and has no other meaning, at least on the surface.

"Does this kid care about the iron hat at all?"

Du Zongcheng looked at Du Yong with a faint expression and couldn't help but ask questions in his heart.

"Uncle, do you have anything to ask your nephew?" Du Yong said curiously.

"No." Du Zongcheng shook his head.

"Uncle, I didn't bring you a gift this time. I just had some ordinary supplements, mainly because Pingzhou is very busy." Du Yong felt a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!