"uncle"
"Zhao Hui"
Cheng Qiao and Cheng Liguo shouted at the same time, "Uncle kneeling to nephew." If this matter gets out, Cheng Qiao's reputation will be ruined.
"I'm sorry, Cheng Qiao, I was too impulsive, but I can't help it. The old man...he died with his eyes open."
Cheng Qiao sighed. Ever since she studied medicine, she knew one thing: when a person's time is up, but he still has an idea in his heart that he can't let go, he will desperately cling to that life and die with his eyes open.
This is very cruel for a dying person. He not only has to endure physical pain, but also mental pain.
"How can we get there? We don't have any means of transportation."
Cheng Qiao was still making excuses. She really didn't want to see this old man, someone she had never met in both lives. What did his life and death have to do with her
"What a coincidence! Dad has already contacted a car. Dad will go with you."
Cheng Qiao's eyes lit up. At the beginning, the old man hated his father the most. If he saw his father standing in front of him safe and sound, would he feel even more unhappy
Cheng Liguo and Zhao Hui had never imagined that Cheng Qiao had such a deep resentment in her heart. They thought she had thought it through, so they quickly packed their luggage.
"Yuan Guangming, I'll leave this to you. We'll be back in two days."
Yuan Guangming nodded repeatedly. Since Cheng Qiao came, their food had at least improved by two levels, and even his chin seemed to be rounder, so Yuan Guangming definitely took Cheng Liguo's request to heart.
Two days later, the car arrived at a farm in the northwest. Looking at the houses built entirely with thick wood, Cheng Qiao felt that the Zhao family seemed to be living a decent life.
"Dad, Cheng Qiao is here, Zhao Min's daughter is here. Oh, and she's holding little Cheng Li, Min Min's grandson."
Zhao Hui pulled Cheng Qiao's sleeve and rushed into the house. As soon as Cheng Qiao entered the house, he smelled a rotten smell, which was the smell of someone who was about to leave.
Then he saw an old man with white hair lying on the kang. He had sunken eyes and was skinny, but his eyes shone with surprise.
"Qiao, Qiao girl, you are here."
No matter how much disgust and hatred Cheng Qiao felt in her heart, she could no longer hold back her anger when she saw these eyes that were almost identical to her mother's.
Cheng Qiao looked into those eyes, and Zhao Min's dying look and her last instructions came to her mind: "Don't hate your grandpa, he was hard on the outside but soft on the inside, and so was I, so we missed each other."
The eyes of her mother and her grandfather seemed to converge together, making Cheng Qiao unable to tell whether she was facing her mother or her grandfather.
"Qiao girl, can you call me grandpa?"
Cheng Qiao came back to his senses instantly, looked at the expectant eyes, and nodded:
"Grandpa..."
"Hey, Qiao girl, come here."
Cheng Qiao walked over holding little Cheng Li in her arms. When she saw the old man extending his hand, she couldn't help but hold it. The cold hand made Cheng Qiao's heart feel as if it was stabbed by ice chips, and it hurt so much.
"Here."
After a long time, the old man's other hand fumbled in his pocket for a while, then took out a brass key and put it into Cheng Qiao's hand.
"What's this?"
"I hid your mother's dowry for a long time, hoping that Minmin would come back, but this bad girl would never come back to see me even if she died."
"Grandpa..."
Cheng Qiao understood that her grandfather didn't really want to break off relations with Zhao Min. He was just venting his anger. He was thinking about his daughter, but he couldn't let go of his face. He finally regretted it after they passed away.
"Now that she doesn't need the dowry anymore, grandpa will give it to you. Your uncle knows where the things are, so let him take you to get them when the time comes."
Cheng Qiao nodded. The Cheng family was a capitalist family in their early years. No matter how much gold, silver and treasures the family had handed over, there would always be some fine pieces hidden in places no one knew about.
"Qiao girl, you really look like your mother. Seeing you is like seeing her. Also, I can see my great-grandson. When I get there, I will make her very angry."
Cheng Qiao: “…”
I finally understand what it means to love someone deeply and hate them deeply. This father and daughter are a typical example.
"Dad, Dad."
When Zhao Hui saw the old man close his eyes, he knew that his time was up. Fortunately, he had finally fulfilled his lifelong wish, which could be considered a complete success.
Cheng Qiao felt the hand holding hers was getting colder and more lifeless, and she knew that the person had left. Her nose felt a little sore, and she finally shed tears.
"Qiao, let me introduce you to your aunt Gao Yue, your cousin Zhao Qiming, and your cousin Zhao Qijun."
"Hello, aunt, hello, cousin, hello."
"This is Minmin's husband, Cheng Qiao's father, Cheng Liguo. Although you have never met Liguo, I know Minmin must have told you about them."
"Hello, uncle, hello, cousin."
Zhao Qiming and Zhao Qijun shouted in unison. Gao Yue also nodded politely towards Cheng Liguo, then went to the kitchen and poured out two cups of brown sugar water.
"We are not free now, but Zhao Hui is relatively free and has connections, so we are all ready. We will give the old man to..."
The word "burned" could not be said no matter what. It is said that people rest in peace after death, but Mr. Zhao's roots are not here, so they have to take his ashes back and burn them.
"Uncle, aunt, I understand what you mean. Just do as you have prepared. But I guess we can't have the funeral hall. Just light three incense sticks secretly at night."
Zhao Hui nodded and asked Zhao Qijun to take Cheng Qiao and Cheng Liguo to a wooden house next door. That was Zhao Hui's house, and now it was given to Cheng Liguo and Cheng Qiao, three generations of their family, to live in.
In the evening, Zhao Hui came to Cheng Qiao and handed her a blueprint. This was a blueprint of a secret room, and in the secret room was the dowry that the old man gave to Zhao Min.
"There is only one key to the secret room. You must not lose it, otherwise the door will not be open no matter what."
Cheng Qiao carefully stored the key and the blueprint in the drawer of the space room and locked it. She was afraid that little Cheng Li would not be sensible and would treat it as a toy and break it.
"Uncle, if I took my mother's dowry, you..."
"Don't worry. Your mother and I are the only siblings in our Zhao family. I can't handle such a huge fortune by myself. Don't worry. We have much more money overseas than here."
Cheng Qiao nodded. She already understood the path Zhao Hui would take in the future. After calculating the time, it would only take about five or six years before they would be free.
"Uncle, my father is determined to take root in the Hexi Corridor. If you have any problems in the future, you can go directly to my father."
"What about you? What are your plans?"
Zhao Hui was anxious. He didn't think he would have to live his whole life in that small mountain village called Xiangyang Village, just to eat and wait for death. This was not an option for the Zhao family.