Seeing Mu Yanzhu's body staggering, like a thin piece of paper in the autumn wind, teetering on the edge of falling to the ground, Chu Xiangchen hurriedly got out of the car and was about to give him a hand -
But he saw her stumbling towards the front.
There was a tall boy in front of him who looked somewhat similar to Mu Yanzhu, not Jiang Qingchi.
Chu Xiangchen saw the boy holding Mu Yanzhu's arm and saying something to her with tears in his eyes.
Leave her alone!
Think hard.
That boy should be her brother. She has a brother and Jiang Qingchi, so does she still need him to worry about
Chu Xiangchen resisted the concern and turned around and got in the car.
He sat in the car for a long time, watching Mu Yanzhu and the boy go upstairs, and then he looked away and planned to leave.
It should be okay, he thought.
She glanced sideways and saw the premarital examination she had forgotten to bring.
The documents wrapped in the portfolio seem to be a mystery.
…
Mu Yanzhu's grandmother passed away.
Cerebral hemorrhage.
A person who was fine a few days ago suddenly passed away in this manner, caught off guard. From then on, there was no one in the Mu family who could test Jiang Qingchi.
This nightmarish news was like a thunderbolt falling from the top of his head. From beginning to end, Mu Yanzhu refused to believe it.
Back home, grandma's body had been sent to the funeral parlor. Mu Yanzhu's uncle and aunt looked solemn. When they came out of the funeral parlor, Mu Yanzhu ran up from a distance and grabbed Zheng Ru's arm.
"Where's grandma? I want to see grandma!"
"Oh, everyone is dead, why do we still see each other?"
Zheng Ru glared at Mu Ran behind him, which meant he was blaming Mu Ran for why he had to notify Mu Yanzhu so quickly.
"Everyone is dead"!
Stimulated by these words, Mu Yanzhu gritted her teeth and burst into tears. She let go of Zheng Ru as if frustrated, and rushed in like a madman. In the end, Mu Gang held her back.
"Yanzhu, your grandma is gone, we are all very sad, so please don't cause trouble here. The most important thing now is to prepare for the funeral. Temple registration, funeral, and burial are all major events."
"Has the autopsy been done?"
Mu Yanzhu looked at her uncle's face and asked suddenly.
Mu Gang was stunned, and his wife beside him dropped her face and became displeased!
"What do you mean? Are you suspecting your uncle and I of committing murder?"
"...Okay, I admit that we had this stupid idea before, but when the old lady died, Mu Ran was also there. Our family gathered around the dining table to eat, and she suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and fell directly to the ground. I called 120 for ambulance. When the car arrived, the old lady had already died!"
Zheng Ru's words were flawless, but... Mu Yanzhu felt it was inappropriate.
Grandma has always been leisurely, and her meals are simple and simple, and she rarely eats greasy food.
The old man didn't drink, his body was in good shape, and he didn't appear to be weak before he left. How could it be possible that he suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage while being fine
"What did you cook that day? Do you have any wine?" Mu Yanzhu asked quickly.
"Sister...you are really a little suspicious."
Mu Ran admitted that his parents were sometimes lacking in behavior and work, which made people uncomfortable, but this time he really wanted to put in a good word for the two of them.
"My mother is right. I was there that day. We had a home-cooked meal. Before the meal, grandma's face didn't look very good. I thought she was too tired and advised her to have a good rest. She said it was fine. Who knows about the meal? Then... ugh."
"Did you hear that?"
Zheng Ru arrogantly kicked his nose and glared at Mu Yanzhu.
"Don't think that now that you have made more money and become more successful, you can look down upon others. After all, the old lady raised you since you were a child, so you should pay for the funeral, right?"
"Ha, money, money, money, you are so greedy for money, you will be punished sooner or later!"
Mu Yanzhu laughed and said, but the smile did not catch his eyes at all. What is the human heart
That's it.
The hypocritical, dirty and ugly true face of human beings will be revealed in big thorns when interest disputes are involved, like a monster with fangs that has shed its shiny shell.
Mu Yanzhu quickly stopped smiling and looked at Zheng Ru for a moment.
"I will pay for the funeral and the autopsy report. My aunt also said that grandma raised me since I was a child. So how could I let grandma die so hastily?"
After saying that, Mu Yanzhu rushed into the funeral parlor, and no one could hold him back.
Mu Ran followed Mu Yanzhu in.
I didn't see the expressions of my parents behind me change instantly.
"Wait a moment!!!"
Just a minute before grandma's body was about to go through the process of cremation, Mu Yanzhu stopped the corpse bearer wearing a mask.
She took a deep look at the tightly covered old man on the stretcher, and her tear ducts began to develop again.
The farthest distance in the world is when you are by my side, but I can no longer feel your body temperature!
"Please don't cremate my grandma yet. I want to submit an application to the public security bureau for an autopsy report!"
"Ah? Little girl, the old lady is already seventy years old, what kind of autopsy report do you need?" The corpse bearer disagreed.
Hearing this, Mu Yanzhu's expression suddenly froze.
She pursed her lips slightly, and then said without hesitation:
"I think there is something fishy about my grandma who was supposed to live a long life, but suddenly passed away due to an accident. If I ignore it and take care of it hastily, wouldn't this be unfilial to the elderly?"
"Forehead… "
The other party pursed his lips and was blocked by her, unable to say a word.
…
Mu Ran knew that Zheng Ru didn't like Mu Yanzhu.
From small to large.
Mu Yanzhu is obviously very well-behaved and sensible, but Zheng Ru just doesn't like her.
It's not that she is bad.
On the contrary, it was because she was so good that he seemed to be useless.
Mu Ran thought about his high school entrance exam in the third grade. He was a bad student and got 280 in the college entrance examination, while Mu Yanzhu got 680 in the college entrance examination. The difference was obvious.
However, it was so obvious that Zheng Ru could only sneer, "What's the matter? It doesn't matter if you do well in the exam. My son may not be able to do well in the future."
Mu Yanzhu just laughed and didn't refute. Afterward, she joked with Mu Ran, "What nonsense is my aunt talking about? You are 400 points behind me, brother."
It made Mu Ran feel uncomfortable.
My sister is excellent, but no one praises her.
She silently endured the sarcasm and eye rolls that did not belong to her. She had a cold personality, was aloof, and was difficult to get along with. But he remembered the little girl with braids in her childhood who ran around in the streets. She had two smiles. Pear vortex, very beautiful.
"Sister, just think that my mother is talking crazy, just like before!" Mu Ran said after coming out of the funeral home.
Mu Yanzhu remained unmoved. The setting sun fell on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, casting heavy lead.
"This time is different from before. I can't let it go."
if.
She was saying that if this time it was really man-made, what did Mu Gang and Zheng Ru want to get
They obviously have everything, even her father's house was sold by them, and there is nothing else to gain.
Mu Yanzhu couldn't figure this out.
So grandma's death was really just an accident
No.
She didn't believe it and couldn't accept it.
…
Jiang Qingchi received a call from Mu Ran and had just signed a contract.
At the moment, he was in Ningcheng. When he came out of his partner's company, he heard the news of his grandma's death. He was hit on the forehead like a mallet. He could hardly stand still, and the fingers holding the phone subconsciously tightened a lot.
"Does your sister know the news??"
"She already knew it."
"What about her? How is her mood? Did she cry?"
"... My sister is doing well and stable now. Brother-in-law, don't worry!"
"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier?!"
He wants it too!
Mu Ran felt aggrieved, "My sister said it's important that you have a contract, and asked me not to disturb you before noon."
"Okay, okay, I'm going to grandma's house now. Keep an eye on your sister and don't let her cry!"
"okay."
"Brother-in-law, if her face is full of tears when I see her, I will block your game account!" Jiang Qingchi was really worried and warned again.
Mu Ran, a mute, eats Coptis chinensis, and Mu Yanzhu is about to cry before she starts crying.
Why threaten a boy with his wealth and life
Bad brother-in-law.
Jiang Qingchi dismissed the driver and wanted to drive to Mu Yanzhu's hometown in person.
As soon as he started the car, the assistant hurriedly stopped him and asked him where he was going.
"Where am I going? Do I need to report to you?" Jiang Qingchi put his hand on the steering wheel and glanced over, his expression cold.
The assistant broke out in a cold sweat, "Boss, I just want to remind you, didn't Master Jiang San'er invite you to lunch..."
"Are you my assistant or San'er's assistant? Since you care about him so much, you might as well become his assistant!"
After speaking, Jiang Qingchi raised the window glass directly, and drove away without giving the assistant a chance.
Xiao Zhang, who stood there, sniffed pitifully.
In fact, he really doesn't want to be the assistant to the boss. He was transferred from the head office. He was Song Yikai's junior brother before. Senior Brother Song told him not to be the assistant to the president, especially -
Assistant to the president named Jiang.
Asked him why, he wouldn't say.
Now Xiao Zhang can feel a bit of Song Yikai's feelings.
…
The results of the autopsy report have not yet come out, and the technical department has informed the family that there is no need to preserve the body and can be cremated.
So Lao Mu's family held a funeral.
In rural areas, white affairs and red affairs are both big things, especially white affairs, which start to be arranged after a person dies.
Mu Yanzhu was dressed in white, wearing sackcloth and mourning. She had already called the magazine and said that she would not go there for the next few days and that she would fulfill her filial piety.
Jiang Qingchi rushed in from the end of the village and was watched like a monkey by the villagers. Where did this young man come from? His handsome appearance, extraordinary bearing, and noble posture were not something that could be seen in the village at all.
Jiang Qingchi, who was too lazy to pay attention to these people, rushed directly to his destination. The moment he saw Mu Yanzhu, he calmed down and rushed over to hug her.
Seeing that she was not crying and had a calm face, Jiang Qingchi couldn't tell how he felt, feeling sore and sore.
"Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot! You should have told me this earlier."
"..." Mu Yanzhu said nothing. She seemed to be thinking about something, her expression was dull.
Jiang Qingchi leaned down, raised his eyebrows and looked at her level. His eyes were staring at hers, his nose was facing hers, and he rubbed it carefully.
"Daughter-in-law, please don't scare me."
"...I'm fine."
The smile Mu Yanzhu deliberately evoked was far-fetched, "I'm just thinking about something."
"Tell me what you want."
"Nothing, are you done with your work?"
"Forget about work, fulfill your filial piety."
On the way here, Jiang Qingchi also had a few words with Mu Ran and got to know the general situation. Like Mu Yanzhu, he didn't believe that grandma suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage without any sign. He had been testing him a few days ago, but overnight Time, no trace
How can you not feel heartache
At the same time, Zheng Ru and Mu Gang were looking at the account books in the east wing, thinking about who to ask for the guests.
"Just let that girl Mu Yanzhu pay for the funeral. I heard she now has a million dollars a year."
Zheng Ruzheng was talking to her husband when a voice that was extremely clear and cold suddenly sounded from behind him, like the King of Hell approaching, "My wife has a relative like you. How unfortunate her family is."
Zheng Ru's eyes were shaken.
There is light outside, and there are leaves under your feet. The light and shadow overlap, and even the fallen leaves are covered with a layer of false light.
Then there are the shiny leather shoes on the leaves, the slender and straight legs wrapped in suit pants, the well-proportioned figure, tall and strong, the face is sharp, and every facial feature is exquisitely crafted.
Zheng Ru hasn't seen Jiang Qingchi for three years.
The young man three years ago was sharp and unruly.
Three years later, he was already a young man, wearing a suit and leather shoes, tall and stiff, and full of masculinity.
Zheng Ru hurriedly smiled and said, "Isn't this General Manager Jiang, our Yan'er's husband!"
"Did you call me Yan'er? What does my achievement have to do with you, the murderer who attempted murder three years ago?"
Hearing this, Zheng Ru's face froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.
"Mr. Xiao Jiang, this happened three years ago, so forget about it. The old lady's death this time really has nothing to do with me!"
"Did I tell you that I have something to do with you? I don't have three hundred taels of silver here, so why don't you just ask for it, eh?" Jiang Qingchi said every word.
"I… "
Zheng Ru was speechless, and in the end he could only laugh dryly, "Mr. Xiao Jiang needs evidence these days to speak, and you can't just doubt people."
"There is no evidence. I only found out after doing the autopsy. Yan'er and I were very sad when grandma passed away. We definitely couldn't let her pass away in an unknown way. As for the money for the autopsy, you two are grandma's son and daughter-in-law. Why do you still care about this?" "
"us-"
"Hey, Mr. Xiao Jiang, don't get along with this bitch. We'll pay for it, so Mr. Jiang can rest assured." Mu Gang blocked what his wife was going to say. After Jiang Qingchi left, Zheng Ru gave him a wink.
"You're crazy, he said he wanted to do an autopsy!"
"What's the matter? Who saw us drugging us?" Mu Gang smiled and said, "And we have another move, have you forgotten it?"
"But... that girl Mu Yanzhu shouldn't be that stupid!"
"Oh, look at her stupid brother who has my temper."
Mu Gang's plan is even more serious.
…
Late at night.
Mu Yanzhu slept in her grandma's room, packing her things.
Suddenly I saw a photo on the bedside. It was taken in the park with her grandma when she was a child. She was happily swinging on the swing, and her grandma was standing next to her and looking at her with a kind smile.
At that time, her parents had not passed away yet, and she was also a little girl who was loved by others.
Mu Yanzhu had been accumulating tears for a whole day, but with this photo, the tears broke down.
"My dear daughter-in-law, please stop crying."
Jiang Qingchi knelt down on one knee and looked up at Mu Yanzhu, wiping away her tears with his long fingers.
Mu Yanzhu threw herself into his arms.
"Grandma is my only relative! I really miss her and feel sorry for her!"
"I have been wandering outside for the past three years, and I have come back twice in a year. I thought that there are still many days of filial piety, and it is all my fault. Why should I always think about the future, and cherishing the people in front of me is the most important thing!"
"But now that I'm talking about this, I'll never have another chance!"
Jiang Qingchi listened quietly, her tears ironed his shirt and heated his heart.
His generous palm touched her somewhat messy hair, and his thin lips landed on her hairband.
"I know you're sad, and I feel the same as you. Although I don't have much interaction with my grandma, I can see that she loves you very much and cares about you. And she didn't mean to target me. She just wanted to You’re doing well.”
"Fortunately... grandma gave you to me, so she won't have anything to worry about when she is in heaven, because I will give you endless love, protection and pampering. You are my favorite princess. "
With that said, Jiang Qingchi pinched Mu Yanzhu's already sticky face.
"So, Princess, please stop crying, okay? Okay?"
“…”
Mu Yanzhu stopped crying. She was emotionally moved by the scene just now, and she was indeed uncomfortable. How could she say she wasn't uncomfortable
After all, she is the grandma who raised her!
"I still feel bad."
"I know." Jiang Qingchi remained on one knee until Mu Yanzhu pulled him up from the ground.
"Have you contacted the autopsy person?" she asked.
"I contacted you, but the report won't come out soon. You have to wait."
"good."
Mu Yanzhu's face was pillowed on Jiang Qingchi's chest, and her eyes were red and swollen again.
"Jiang He, you don't have to love me in the future. I just ask you to do well... it must be good. You have to live hard and live to be more than a hundred years old. You are not allowed to give me anything to do."
Because she only has him now, and he is her hope and faith. If her faith is gone, her whole person will collapse.
Jiang Qingchi sighed.
"She is really my stupid wife!"
"I will be fine, and you will be fine too, and I will love you so much that it is impossible not to love you. We promised it before, didn't we, forever?"
how far is Forever
Think of your three years multiplied by 100 million.
It's really far.
…
On the day of the funeral, the sky was overcast and there was no sunlight.
There was a big fight in the countryside, and a lot of people came. All the seven aunts and eight aunts that Mu Yanzhu had never seen before came.
Everyone has money, burning paper, cigarettes and alcohol in their hands.
Naturally, the money was given to Mu Gang, because Mu Gang was the old lady's son, and Mu Yanzhu was just a granddaughter.
Mu Yanzhu doesn't care about this small amount of money. She only cares about two things now.
One thing is whether grandma's death was an accident.
Another thing—
Mu Ran told her last time that her uncle and aunt talked about her late father and money. Why
What other secrets does her uncle and aunt hide that she doesn't know about
This is what Mu Yanzhu wants to find out.
But I also know that if you ask your uncle and aunt, these two cunning and mean people will not tell the truth.
At noon, a large table of relatives, dressed in sackcloth and mourning, sat at a round table to eat, waiting for the afternoon funeral and then burial.
This was the first time that Mu Yanzhu faced so many relatives, with a New Year's attitude, but no one was smiling, and everyone showed just the right amount of sadness, even if it was just pretending.
Heart is under the kyte.
"Yanzhu, is this your husband?"
A relative whom Mu Yanzhu was not very familiar with spoke, and the other person kept looking at Jiang Qingchi.
Mu Yanzhu nodded.
My nose quickly became sore.
She had imagined the scene of such a big family. It should be when she held a wedding, all her relatives and friends would come, and then grandma would hold her hand and introduce to her relatives:
"This is my grandson-in-law. Isn't he handsome and elegant?"
Relatives are sure to rave about it.
People will definitely ask where they can find such a good son-in-law.
Grandma would definitely look at her lovingly, then touch her hair and say proudly, "Of course it is my granddaughter who is good. My granddaughter is so good that she is worthy of him."
The fantasy eventually turned into a bubble.
In future weddings, there will no longer be an old lady holding her hand.
No one would say to Jiang He:
"My child, I am handing over my granddaughter to your Jiang family. In the future, you must be good to her, take good care of her, and give her happiness. You must not neglect her even a little bit. If you let me know that you are bullying my granddaughter, I will not let it go." It’s yours! If you cut off even one of your fingers, it’ll be worth it!”
"Yanzhu, how much does your husband earn per month?" the relative asked again.
Mu Yanzhu came to her senses and glanced at Jiang Qingchi calmly.
"He is a small manager, earning only 200,000 yuan a year."
There are many eye diseases these days, so what about relatives who have not been in contact with each other all year round, they are just wolves, tigers and leopards separated by a layer of blood, so Mu Yanzhu does not want to reveal Jiang Qingchi's true identity.
The other party nodded, lit up a cigarette, and said, "Two hundred thousand a year is a lot. I heard that you work in a magazine. Oh, how much money can you make? Why not follow your husband in business? There is a way out. .”
Before Mu Yanzhu could say anything, Jiang Qingchi put his arm around her shoulders.
In front of the funeral, he deliberately remained silent, and only then looked at the talkative relative.
"Elder, I let my Yan'er do whatever she likes. These days, many people are living indifferently. Not many have ideals, and even fewer can fight for their ideals. Yan'er has her own hobbies, which is pretty cool. Okay! To take a step back, I will support her anyway and I won’t let Yan’er suffer.”
The other party was speechless, and the finger holding the cigarette trembled slightly.
They are all men. Jiang Qingchi is a junior, but he is generous and graceful. As an elder and a villain, if he refutes now, it will be a joke to other relatives.
Silence is better!
Mu Yanzhu looked at the affectionate look on Jiang Qingchi's eyebrows, and felt inexplicably soft in her heart. She whispered to him in a low voice, "Have you prepared this line in advance?"
Otherwise, why can you say such profound words
Jiang Qingchi glanced at her and pinched his wife's face, "It's all the truth. No need to prepare, just blurt it out. I just want to tell you something."
"What?"
"You have me, forever."
Under the table, Jiang Qingchi secretly squeezed Mu Yanzhu's hand.
…
The funeral was held in the afternoon, and grandma was buried by dusk.
Everything seems to have settled.
The lost person is like this drizzle, which disappears when it falls to the ground.
Mu Yanzhu and Jiang Qingchi stayed at the grave for a long time.
All the relatives were gone.
Jiang Qingchi took off his coat and put it on Mu Yanzhu.
They looked at each other speechlessly.
He held her shoulders and held her tightly in his arms, his eyes full of pity and heartache.
I know she's not feeling well, so don't say anything at this time and just let her remember her quietly.
Round grave two days later.
This is really a burial.
A few days later, after taking care of the family matters, Mu Yanzhu and Jiang Qingchi went back.
The autopsy report hasn't come out yet, and we're waiting in line, so we can only wait slowly.
Mu Yanzhu left a lot of work behind and was busy with the computer that night.
She let her hair down and put on large-framed glasses that she hadn't worn for a long time, covering most of her small face.
It was already half past ten in the evening.
Jiang Qingchi yawned, sat on the sofa next to Mu Yanzhu, hugged her waist from the side, and rubbed her chin.
"My dear wife, can't you be busy tomorrow?"
"No, there is still work for tomorrow, lots and lots."
"oh… "
This sofa was given by Jiang Chunhe. It has a pattern of SpongeBob SquarePants and is very kawaii.
At this moment, most of Jiang Qingchi's body was embedded in it, and he was still holding a pillow of the same style in his arms. Only a pair of watery eyes were exposed, and he had just yawned, making the eldest young master burst into tears.
"My wife is working really hard." Jiang Qingchi touched Mu Yanzhu's hair.
Mu Yanzhu had no time to talk to him.
Asking him to go to bed, he shook his head and said he would stay with her.
"I really don't have time to take care of you now, Mr. Xiao Jiang."
"I'm already so old and I still need you to take care of me. You should hurry up and get busy. I feel heartbroken when I see you!"
She doesn't sleep, and he doesn't sleep well either.
But this wife is still stubborn and unwilling to let her rest. There is really nothing I can do about her but to stay with her.
Mu Yanzhu continued working.
Another hour passed...
it's over.
finally.
Mu Yanzhu exhaled, stretched, turned off the laptop, and turned around to see Jiang Qingchi asleep on the sofa.
Without the flamboyant gestures during the day, under the light is a gentle and harmless sleeping face.
Mu Yanzhu leaned over and kissed his hair.
"Jiang He, I love you."
The happiest thing is that when you are working, the person you love the most is right next to you, accompanying you silently.
Tell you, he is here.
He's always there.
…
Life quickly got on the right track, and then Mu Yanzhu remembered her and Jiang Qingchi's premarital check-up.
After learning the news of her grandma's death that day, she staggered down from Chu Xiangchen's car. The pre-marital check-up must have been left in his car.
There was no other way, Mu Yanzhu could only contact Chu Xiangchen and said that he would go there in person to get the inspection report.
"I'm at the coffee shop next to my sister's magazine. Sister, come over. I happen to have something to talk to my sister."
Chu Xiangchen's voice on the other end of the phone was inexplicably serious.
Mu Yanzhu hung up the phone and rushed over. It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly, falling on the table in front of Chu Xiangchen.
Incompatible with this light, Chu Xiangchen looked at Mu Yanzhu with complicated eyes, as if he had something to say but couldn't say it with difficulty.
"What's wrong, why are you looking at me like that?" Mu Yanzhu sat down opposite him.
"Sister...I'm sorry, I peeked at your premarital examination."
"What?"
"What should I say? Sister, you have to be mentally prepared. I swear, I won't tell anyone now."
After saying that, Chu Xiangchen pushed the pre-marital examination in front of Mu Yanzhu...
(End of chapter)