Zhou Shuren saw a few keys in the box, and two deeds under the keys. "What is this?"
Logically speaking, didn't the Rong family's assets go to Ming Teng? When the fourth uncle handed it over to Ming Teng, he specifically asked him to witness it.
Rong Yuyun coughed, took a sip of water to suppress the cough, and then said, "I saved a sum of money and now I'm giving it to you to keep. I hope you won't need it one day."
The Rong family's experiences were all fresh in his mind. He had left many back-up plans over the years, and this one was handed over to the Shu Ren family. He didn't want the Rong family to use it, nor did he want the Zhou family to use it.
Zhou Shuren held the box and said, "I will keep it safe."
"Well, I hope no one needs it."
He didn't care about the wealth and would rather keep it buried underground forever.
Zhou Shuren, "Fourth uncle, have a good rest."
Rong Yuyun was indeed tired. He had said a lot recently. When he saw the maid bringing the medicine bowl, he didn't want to drink it. He just looked into his nephew's eyes, then finally sighed and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhou Shuren stood up and said to Ming Teng, "I'm going to go back first. Please take care of me."
Seeing that his great grandfather had taken the medicine, Ming Teng's tone was filled with joy, "Grandpa, you take a rest first. I will take good care of you."
Zhou Shuren left the house, holding the box in his arms, and walked towards the main courtyard step by step, and said carefully, "My Lord, are you okay?"
Zhou Shuren looked back at his fourth uncle's yard. As an elder for many years, how could there be no affection? There was some sadness in his tone, "It's okay. It's getting late. You should go home and rest."
He has become accustomed to Jinyan's personal bodyguard. Shenxing can be more relaxed, while Jinyan follows him all the time.
Jin Yan said worriedly: "My Lord, please take care of your health."
"good."
In the main courtyard, Zhulan noticed that Shuren was in a bad mood, "Is Fourth Uncle's illness getting worse again?"
"No, Fourth Uncle doesn't want to live anymore."
All the last words were given to him.
Zhulan: "This."
Zhou Shuren put down the box. "Death is a relief for Fourth Uncle. He has lived his whole life for the Rong family. Now he can finally unload all the burdens. We should be happy for him."
Zhulan moved the corners of her mouth. Indeed, it was better to put down the burden and walk away easily than to continue to carry the entire family. Fourth Uncle’s life could not be said to be bitter, but only too tiring.
The ancient sense of family responsibility has been passed down by some modern families, and they live more for their own families.
She had seen a lot of family responsibilities in ancient times, and the one who moved her the most was her fourth uncle. Human life is so short, but her fourth uncle did his best for the family.
Zhou Shuren added: "Let's prepare everything that needs to be prepared."
Zhulan sighed, "Fourth Uncle arranged his funeral affairs himself."
Since Mingteng was adopted, my fourth uncle has hired someone to repair the cemetery.
The couple were deeply moved. They could not eat their dinner and only ate a few bites. After the meal, they did not chat but just sat there quietly until it was time to rest.
That night, Zhou Shuren slept very uneasily, in a state of half asleep and half awake. It took him a long time to open his eyes in the morning. The fact that he was not disturbed last night showed that his fourth uncle was relatively well.
Zhulan stood up, "Wake up?"
Zhou Shuren shook his head. He had asked for a few days off. "I'll lie down for a while."
Zhulan doesn't sleep much now. She will have a headache if she lies down too much. She got up and went to get dressed. Qingxue heard the noise and came in with the maid. The curtains were drawn. Zhulan was stunned. "It's snowing?"
Qingxue held the comb and said, "Yes, it snowed in the second half of the night."
Zhulan looked outside and said, "It's winter again."
Time flies so fast. She has been in ancient times for almost twenty years.
Zhou Shuren got up after breakfast was ready. He didn't bother to dress up and was dressed casually. He had a simple breakfast of porridge and pickles. He ate a lot although it was light.
After dinner, the couple put on their cloaks and went to see their fourth uncle. When they arrived, their fourth uncle was drinking porridge. After a few bites, he couldn't eat any more, so he motioned Mingteng to take it away.
The old man wiped his mouth and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Zhou Shuren endured the discomfort in his heart. Fourth uncle's face was not very energetic. "It's been used. Fourth uncle can't eat it?"
Old man, "I can't eat. My mouth tastes like medicine."
Ming Teng interrupted, "You will get better only if you take the medicine."
Old man, "I know my own body."
Then he said to Shu Ren, "It's just right that you're here. I've prepared everything for my funeral. You don't have to worry about it. Ahem, I'll be back at Rong Mansion tomorrow."
Zhulan's nose was sore when she heard this. The old man was going to die in Rong Mansion. "It's snowing outside. It's not suitable for you to move."
The old man said, “This is my last wish.”
Ming Teng looked at his grandfather anxiously, but heard his grandfather say, "Okay, I'll take you back when the time comes."
The old man smiled and said, "Okay, okay, thank you for all these years."
Zhou Shuren, "I will go to the palace later."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "Okay."
Zhulan and her husband sat for a while, waiting for the old man to take the medicine and fall asleep before they were ready to leave. Zhulan felt sorry for her grandson, who had been up all night, "You should also take a rest."
Ming Teng couldn't sleep, "Grandma, your grandson is in good health."
Zhulan did not persuade him much. After Ming Teng was adopted, his fourth uncle taught him step by step. Ming Teng was the one who felt the most uncomfortable now. "Oh."
Zhulan and her husband returned to the main courtyard. Zhou Shuren simply washed up, put on thick casual clothes, and went into the palace.
Zhulan handed over the prepared hot water bottle and said, "Take care of yourself too."
Zhou Shuren, "Yeah."
A quarter of an hour later, Boss Zhou came to the main courtyard and said, "Mom, the door of the Rong Mansion next door is open."
Zhulan: "Well, your uncle is moving back."
"Mom, my uncle is sick!"
Zhu Lan sighed and said, "Your uncle's wish."
What else did Zhou Lao Da not understand? His eyes were red. His uncle had been instructing him a lot because of Ming Teng. "Son, go and accompany your uncle."
"Go ahead."
Zhulan waited for her son to leave and sat by the window. The snow outside had not stopped. Her fourth uncle had arranged everything. She raised her hand and touched the window. This was the Rong Mansion. Her eyes were sore.
On the boat back to Beijing, Yujiao laughed the whole time, making Minghui's face as black as the bottom of a pot. "Are you laughing happily?"
Yu Jiao cleared her throat and said, "Brother, I noticed that you have a lot of luck with women since you came out."
Yuyi couldn't help laughing, he was indeed very prosperous.
Minghui had a headache. "Laugh if you want."
As he said that, he looked at his future brother-in-law and saw his dimples. It was obvious that Yu Yueyang looked more stupid, so why was he staring at him
Yu Yueyang raised his eyebrows. As soon as he got on the boat, he spread the news that he had a fiancée. Only someone must be crazy to stare at him.
Yu Jiao stopped smiling, "Brother, are you still going out to enjoy the rain?"
Minghui tapped his sister's forehead and said, "Let me teach you a lesson."
Yuyi looked at the rain outside the window and said, "The rain is getting heavier. Fortunately, I bought more charcoal to bring on board."
Even with the windows closed, I still felt the chill and pulled my cloak closer.
Yujiao was unhappy, "Snow is better than rain. The quilt will get damp again."
Yuyi said to the maid, "Burn more charcoal. Don't be stingy. The charcoal I bought is enough."