Until the cars started, Jin Wenxuan still couldn't recover. This was the first time he ate this kind of meal. You can see that there were enough people, high grades (look at what kind of cars were driving), and enough people's taste.
How did it become a silent banquet where Mr. Jin Dashao, the talk show king at his dinner table, didn't say a word
Really, just eat...
**
"Who are those people?" Jin Wenxuan asked unconsciously.
"My sister's friend, they said they came to celebrate the New Year together." Jiang Xin leaned her head against the car window, looked at the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger outside, and said with a little helplessness, she was still in a state of shock and helplessness, Such a beautiful person, so beautiful! It turned out to be a rice bucket!
"Your sister's helper?" Jin Wenxuan paused and said, "I'm afraid your uncle's family will not let it go, Ning Cheng has a lot of gossip now."
"Rumours? What else do they want? It's not enough to kill my third uncle?" Jiang Xin sat up straight without realizing it, and said angrily.
Jin Wenxuan glanced at her, the cynical expression on his face subsided, and said: "You also know the virtues of the people in your eldest uncle's family. They eat as ugly as they want. I heard that your sister is divorced. Ning Cheng Now it is said that your sister was dumped by her husband's family with a very bad reputation, why is she a mistress and can't have children, anyway, the words are ugly."
"Ha!" Jiang Xin sneered, and said, "At the beginning, Sanjiu's 50 million cash in his company was taken away by him, and it was hard for my sister to keep such a little property now, but she still thought..., no, Sanjiu is here There is nothing left in Ning Cheng!"
"Didn't your third uncle buy a piece of land before? It was connected to the top of the mountain, and later your sister buried your third uncle on it." Jin Wenxuan said.
"That piece of land? That piece of land? Grandpa and the others? Isn't it a piece of wasteland? It's worthless at all, isn't it? The third uncle bought it at the time and said it was for greening, and he planted all the trees."
"A few days ago, the city government just issued a new plan, which piece of land will be a development zone, and the value of that piece of land will be greatly improved."
Seeing Jiang Xin's angry face, Jin Wenxuan raised his mouth and said, "Don't worry, I didn't see how strong the helper your sister brought this time? You, just wait and see the good show!"
Looking for a good show? Jiang Xin silently looked at the dots of white snow outside the window, and then looked at the lights of svn in front.
The uncle's family took as much cash as the third uncle's, and now the second cousin has been promoted again. The eldest cousin is ruthless, relying on the power of the second cousin and second cousin's family, he dares to do anything, but The third aunt is a good person who naively thinks that everyone is a good person. At that time, the third uncle got cancer and passed away. In order to protect the third aunt, Ling Qingyu did not tell the third aunt about those dirty things, but took it all by herself. .
But she is not a cruel person. In fact, she has evidence of the embezzlement of public funds by her uncle and the others, but she did not show it because of family affection and father.
Let the uncle and the others feel more confident now.
Even if you bring a helper, can you really beat the big uncle's family
**
Wu Yi's mother's hometown is in Jiangsu. During the war, her parents fled to Ningcheng with her young aunt. After Ling's father made a fortune in the provincial capital, he returned to Jiangsu Ling's mother's hometown to buy a piece of land. After Ling Qingyu returned to China, The villa by the Taihu Lake was built on that land. In order to be admitted to a good university, Ling Qingyu went to high school in Shanghai accompanied by Ling Ma. Go back to the provincial capital to accompany Ling's father, and push the house left by Ning Cheng's parents to rebuild. Although the place is relatively remote, the house is big enough and the scenery is good enough.
It's just that no one lives there for a while, and the house is very dusty.
**
The wind and snow were getting stronger and they entered Ningcheng. Zhou Ziqing and Jiang Xin went home, and the motorcade drove back to the old house.
Unlike the houses in Shanghai, the old house has underfloor heating, and it is cold inside. Yang Zhao asked Ling Qingyu and Wu Yi to stay in the car, and the group got out of the car to clean and turn on the air conditioner.
A few people went up to turn on the air conditioners in the two master bedrooms first, and then cleaned them. After cleaning the two rooms quickly with their hands and feet, Ying Jiu unpacked and washed the quilts again, and then dried them with internal force. The quilt cores inside were also made according to the law.
After just a quarter of an hour, Ling Qingyu and Wu Yi were welcomed into a bedroom with clear and clean windows, and a warm and clean quilt on the bed.
**
The snowflakes outside were getting bigger and bigger, and the wind was blowing and the windows were crackling.
During the Chinese New Year last year, it was snowing like this. The old house was located in a remote place, and there were no other people around. At that time, her father passed away, she had a miscarriage, and the divorce battle with the Shu family had already begun. All the aunts in the house went back to celebrate the New Year. I sent my mother to a relative's house in Hong Kong for the New Year, and I came back to deal with things by myself.
At that time, she was the only one in this big room, and even with the air conditioner turned on, she still felt as cold as ice, and the wind was howling outside, making her sit on the bed with the cold quilt and her hand in her hand, night after night.
The feeling at that time did not disappear until after being accepted by Yang Zhao and Yan San after arriving there.
Now, she has only been here for one year, and everything is still going on, but her mood is completely different.
The same house, the same weather, but warm as spring.
Leaning in Yan San's warm arms, listening to their laughter outside.
My heart is warm, even if the sky falls, I am not afraid.
Cleaning the houses that were obviously empty for some time, the men understood why Ling Qingyu asked them to buy new bedding, and even bought the mats and brought them with them in the car.
Fortunately, the svn space is large enough...
"Master Qi." Ying Shisan, who was cleaning a small bedroom, called out, and dragged a box out from under the table.
Yang Zhao happened to pass by, saw Ying Shisan raised his head, turned around and walked in, took the stack of documents that Ying Shisan handed over, glanced a few times, and called out in a low voice, He Li.
"Take it down." Looking at the master bedroom, Yang Zhao said in a low voice, and then walked down with He Li who came in response.
The big house is a two-story country earthen building, with six bedrooms upstairs, living room, game room, dining room, kitchen and a guest bedroom downstairs, as well as an old-fashioned wood-fired kitchen.
The place where Ying Shisan took out those documents, in the small bedroom next to the master bedroom, was covered with a layer of dust, as if it had been left there for some time.
Those were some contracts and bills from the year before last.
Ling Qingyu's father's company.
After reading all the documents, Cheng Jia sneered unknowingly, and said, "So it's still possible to do this."
"The evidence is here, and you can sue them..." Meng Su stopped talking after saying a word. The evidence is here, from how they signed a fake contract to how they withdrew the cash with fake project funds and materials. There is even evidence of their tampering in the engineering accident, but it is all aimed at her uncle, and these materials have been stored here for so long, maybe her father suppressed this matter and swallowed it for the sake of brotherhood Maybe, at that time, he didn't expect that he would die of illness so soon, and put these burdens on Ling Qingyu.
Back then, as a woman, she suddenly faced such a situation. Her father died of illness, the company was evacuated, and her husband not only cheated, but also plotted against her remaining property.
"My sister once said that people's hearts are the most unreliable. For profit and selfish desires, the people on her side are even more so, because even the bottom line of morality, some people have already lost." Ye Eleven flipped through those pages one by one. Contract, said coldly.
"Tomorrow morning, I will go to the grave first. When I come back, Meng Su, Zhao Yinfeng, you go and find out what kind of existence this Ling Haolin is here." Yang Zhao put down the documents and said, "It may not be Dad Gu Nian. Brotherhood."
"The names and signatures on these documents are different, and the documents are only photocopied. Remember that show on TV? What is the law of evidence here, but the law is determined by people to judge and make decisions." See He Li said lightly to the puzzled people.
It is also possible that even if you go to court, you will not win, but it will take up the energy and time of the seriously ill old man.
In the human world, whether it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, there are always some unchanging rules.
But they don't care, since they can't win with the routine.
That's unconventional.
That's what they do best.
"I'll go with you tomorrow." Ye Po said.
"Me too." Ying Jiu looked at the person in the photo and said.
"I'm afraid the snow won't stop tonight." Yan Qi sighed, even if the wind and snow were blowing, even if the man still had a stomachache and body aches tomorrow, she would definitely go there as soon as possible.
It was less than a month in this world, but twenty-four years had passed in that world.
She has too many things to say to her father who loves her so much.
"Go to bed early and keep your spirits up." Yang Zhao gathered his things together and asked, "Ye Po, is your injury healed?"
"It's alright already." Ye Po smiled.
"I made an appointment with their family to have dinner together in the third year of junior high school. According to what my mother said, this Chinese New Year is a great festival for the Ling family, so those people from other places will come back. Before the third year of junior high school, we need to find out the situation of their family."
"clear."
**
I heard from Zhou Ziqing that Mama Ling and Ling Qingyu would go to visit Papa Ling’s grave today, and Papa Zhou and Mama Zhou also got up early and asked Zhou Ziqing and Tao Zhuo to drive with Mama Ling to visit the grave of their old comrades.
When they arrived at the Ling family's old house, they happened to be preparing to set off, and Zhou's father followed the convoy without getting out of the car.
There is a custom in Ningcheng to sweep the graves of relatives during the Chinese New Year, and there are all kinds of sacrificial utensils to buy on the road, and they buy them directly and put them in the car, and then go to Ling's father's cemetery.
Ningcheng used to be a small town with a long history, surrounded by mountains, quiet and elegant. The large-scale development in these years and the repeated expansion of the provincial capital have flattened the hills between Ningcheng and turned them into flooded areas of the city. Ningcheng is no longer a quiet small town, but has become a satellite city of the provincial capital. back yard.
It's just that in another direction of the provincial capital, the scenery of continuous mountains and clear water is still maintained.
Ling's father bought a piece of mountain land next to Ningshui at a very low price twenty years ago. This place is not far from the Ling family's old house. Back then it was a barren hill with only a few scattered low and miscellaneous trees.
After Ling's father bought this area, he began to plant trees, including easy-growing trees and various precious trees. On the mountain beside Ningshui, he planted a large area of ginkgo trees.
Today, that mountain area is already lush and green. The hill where Ling’s father’s cemetery is located faces east, and Ningshui bypasses the mountain. On the mountain is a tall and straight ginkgo tree, and occasionally there are cypresses and green pines.
There is only one small road leading to the cemetery. Although it is narrow, it is an asphalt road. It winds around the mountains before reaching the top of the mountain.
They parked their cars at the bottom of the mountain, looking at the winding stone path leading up to the mountain, and the dense forest, and hearing Wu Yi talk about the history of this mountain forest on the way, the men felt a little bit sad.
At that time, they didn't quite understand why Ling Qingyu advocated planting trees. No matter in the northwest or the south of the Yangtze River, as long as there was loss, they were required to plant trees.
When you are young, you don't think about what will happen ten or twenty years later. Therefore, young people always don't understand why they want to plant trees that take ten, twenty, or even longer to grow.
Time is always passing, when you look back, twenty years, what have you left behind? Is it a barren hill or a forest.
This is what her father taught her.
**
The snow stopped in the early morning, and the snow in the middle of the night was enough to cover the entire mountain forest with crystal clear, and the sunlight shone on it, reflecting colorful rays of light.
The stone road is also full of snow, and the mountain is steep. The snow-covered stone road winds a beautiful curve in the mountains, but it is also very dangerous.
Yan San hugged Ling Qingyu by the waist without saying a word, Ye Po bent down and carried Wu Yi on his back.
Tao Zhuo was dumbfounded.
Meng Su walked up to Zhou's father and Zhou's mother with a smile, and said: "The road on the mountain is slippery, if uncle and aunt don't mind..." As he spoke, he bent down in front of Zhou's father.
Ying Jiu followed Meng Su and bent down in front of Zhou's mother.
Zhou's mother wanted to say how embarrassing it was, but Zhou's father had already said hello, and being held behind Meng Su's back, Zhou's mother sighed and extended her hand.
Tao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then felt that something was wrong, and stretched out his small arms under Zhou Ziqing's eyes and said, "Qingqing, let me hug you."
Zhou Ziqing laughed outright, and said, "Come on, is it just your body?"
Tao Zhuo looked at his thin body, then at Yan Qi's thin body who was already striding forward and leading the way, gestured his arms, and then looked at Meng Su who was already carrying the two old men on his back steadily up the mountain He Yingjiu said: "I'll lead you up, it's so beautiful, it's not bad for us to hold hands for life."
Yan Qi and Ying Shisan, who carried a large bag of things in their hands, opened the way above, Su Mu took Cheng Jia behind Yan San, and Ye Shixi, who carried a paper house in one hand, walked beside Ye Po, with a lot of things in his hands Yang Zhao, He Li, and Zhao Yinfeng waited for Tao Zhuo to lead Zhou Ziqing up, and pressed behind.
Seeing Tao Zhuo's slippery steps, Zhao Yinfeng smiled unconsciously: "Brother, do you want me to help?"
Tao Zhuo turned around and said, "You can't bully a friend's wife, don't you know?" Want to hug or carry my wife? no way!
Zhao Yinfeng laughed and said, "I mean help you."
Looking up at the almost invisible figure in front of him, Tao Zhuo said, "No need!"
Yang Zhao and He Li smiled, passed by them, and hurried up, leaving only Zhao Yinfeng watching them from behind.