Chapter 5 The Feeling of Home

  On the brief road of life, there are always various setbacks and disappointments. When facing choices about one's future, there will inevitably be feelings of helplessness. Since this is the current situation, why not bravely face the slow and uncertain path of life? If heaven has brought me to this world, I should create my own life. My life should be grasped by myself, not by heaven. As Song Tangru walked through the bustling streets, he thought to himself.

  Home is a feeling, home is the harbor where the soul rests, like that quiet new moon on the horizon; Home is the gentle emotion surging in the hearts of busy city people, like the gentle caress of the March spring breeze on the willows; Home is the longing of the wandering traveler's soul, like the parched crops yearning for the sweet rain.

  Everyone in the world is bustling about for profit; everyone in the world is rushing to and fro for gain. A happy family has no utilitarian tinge, warm and sincere feelings are enough to warm everything up, those who cannot enjoy the warmth of home are very unfortunate.

  The gentle breeze is like water, the moonlight is like a dream, seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three raindrops in front of the window. A cup of bitter tea, an ancient book, leaning against the window reading at night, sitting amidst quietness, spirit soaring to the eight extremes, heart wandering to the boundless.

  Red sleeves add fragrance to the night reading, the feeling of home is really good.

  Hollywood is not far from Los Angeles Chinatown, and even if Song Tang walks, it only takes two hours. In his previous life, Song Tang had been to many modern cities due to physical reasons, but he had never been able to stroll around like this before. Although the 90s Los Angeles was not as modernized as the 21st century metropolis, as one of the largest cities in the United States, it was not inferior to some major Chinese cities in the 21st century. As a newcomer, Song Tang couldn't help but feel curious about all this.

  Due to a moment of excitement, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening without realizing it. At this time, Song Tang had already returned to the Song family villa and no longer had the confusion he had when he first woke up yesterday.

  As soon as Song Tang entered the gate, he saw an old man of about sixty years old at the door, looking anxious and searching around. This old man was none other than Li Bo, the steward of the Song family. At the moment when Song Tang saw Li Bo, Li Bo also saw Song Tang.

  Mr. Li saw Song Tang return home and immediately showed a smile on his anxious face, hurriedly running to the front of Song Tang saying: "Young master has finally returned."

  "Hehe, sorry to have worried you, Uncle Li," said Song Tang.

  "It's good you're back, the old master is still waiting for young master in the living room for dinner, hurry up and go inside."

  "Ah, but I'm back late."

  When Song Tang returned to the hall, he saw Old Master Song Yuanqiao, as well as his parents Song Yaohui and Liu Ying sitting in front of the dinner table. Several people faced the dinner on the table but did not eat it. Instead, they showed anxious expressions on their faces, revealing their worried emotions. The clever Song Tang knew that several people were waiting for him at first glance.

  Due to the reason of being an orphan in his past life, Song Tang didn't have much time for this aspect. At this moment, Song Tang felt a strong sense of family love from his parents and grandfather in this life. Having never experienced such feelings before, Song Tang suddenly felt his heart swelling up, and his eyes turning red: Ah! I'm not the same person as before, I now have family, people who care about me, I'm no longer an orphan.

  Liu Ying, who usually dotes on her son, saw Song Tang return and noticed that his eyes were red-rimmed. She immediately thought that her son had been bullied outside and hurriedly walked towards him, pulling his hand to make him stand beside her, anxiously asking: "Child, what's wrong? Were you bullied by someone?" At this time, Song Yuanqiao and Song Yaohui, who were sitting at the head of the dinner table, also looked at Song Tang with anxious expressions.

  Seeing everyone like this, Song Tang is not a fool, how can he not understand the meaning of Liu Ying's words? He knew that Liu Ying had misunderstood his intention, but Song Tang did not point it out. Of course, there was no way to say it out loud, could he really tell the truth to them: In fact, I am not your child, I am an orphan from the 21st century, and now I just occupy the body of your child.

  This would not only sadden a few people, but also make them distrust Song Tang's words. Song Tang, who had fully accepted his current role, calmed down to avoid revealing any flaws and hastily comforted her, "Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine, just a bit hungry."

  After hearing Song Tang's words, the few people finally put down their worries. When they heard that Song Tang was hungry, his mother quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table to serve him food: "If you're hungry, eat a bit more. If it's not enough, I'll ask your Aunt Zhao to cook some more."

  In his past life as an orphan, Song Tang had always fantasized about having a family member to cook him a warm meal. However, fantasies were just that - they would never become reality. But now, his dream had come true. For a moment, Song Tang couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart. He felt like happiness had arrived so suddenly, and he kept asking himself in his mind: Is this the taste of happiness? Is this also the taste of family love?

  The Song family dinner was not actually very sumptuous, but what's precious is that although the Song family is now very wealthy, they still retain the good tradition of thriftiness and frugality of the Chinese nation. Even so, Song Tang, who was used to the delicacies of his previous life, felt that this meal was quite rustic.

  After a busy day, the Song family couple had dinner and didn't have much time to spare. Song Tang's mother went back to her room to rest, while Mr. Song, due to his age, had developed an early-to-bed-early-to-rise habit in recent years despite being healthy. The spacious hall was left with only a middle-aged man and a young man, this father-and-son pair.

  If it is said that a mother's love for her child is more reflected in the daily care and protection, then a father's love for his child is more silent and unspoken. This does not mean that fathers do not care about their children; on the contrary, every man who is a father loves his child dearly, but they are just not good at expressing this concern and care.

  Song Yao Hui is such a person, after Song Tang fainted, does Song Yao Hui not care about Song Tang? The answer is no, it's just that Song Yao Hui is not good at expressing this aspect, in fact, Song Yao Hui's love and concern for Song Tang are no less than Liu Ying, Song Tang's mother. All of these can be seen from his father's actions and expressions.

  If it is said that Song Tang's father is a powerful man in the business world, then at home, Song Yao Hui is more like a man who silently dedicates himself to his family. For such a father, Song Tang is still very happy from the bottom of her heart.

  "Dad, from now on I want to learn how to help manage the company." After a moment of silence, Song Tang still expressed his own thoughts to his father.

  Upon hearing Song Tang's words, Song Yaohui, who was usually quiet at home, looked at the eighteen-year-old son in front of him with a kind expression, and couldn't help but feel relieved: his son had finally grown up. In the past, he had asked Tang'er to learn about managing the company's business, but he had refused; now, however...

  "Alright, starting from tomorrow, you can start by being your mother's assistant, that way you can learn more things."

  "No, Dad, I want to take over the Great Tang Film and Television Corporation." Song Tang had his own thoughts in mind. Since he had made up his mind to work in the film and television industry, Song Tang would not allow himself to fail. Having chosen a distant path, he would only charge forward through wind and rain, and Song Tang was that kind of person. Moreover, he had advantages in this area that others could not compare with.

  The Song family's Datang Film Company provided exactly this kind of condition for Song Tang, and Song Tang also happened to need such an opportunity.

  "Have you decided?" Song Yaohui looked at his son in front of him with a firm expression and asked after thinking for a while.

  "Yes, I've made up my mind." Song Tang said with a firm gaze.

  "Now that you've made up your mind, go for it boldly. Your mother, grandfather and I will all support you, even if you fail."

  Neither of them had much to say, but they showed a strong father-son bond. At this moment, Song Tang finally blended into his new role and fully integrated into the family.

  Although this is Song Yao Hui does not believe that Song Tang can achieve great success, but Song Tang himself does not allow his own failure, this is not only from the self-pride in Song Tang's heart, but also because Song Tang believes in his own strength.