Siheyuan: Retirement is a moment of pleasure, but it is heartbroken to regret

"Ahhhh-"

Jia Zhang scrambled and ran out, "It's not good, it's not good, my son is dead."

When the second aunt heard this, she was also startled by thunder, and her head buzzed.

And remembering the ugly appearance of her second uncle when she died, she couldn't help shrinking back into her room. She was afraid of the dead, and even more afraid of hearing about death.

Li Chuan's house was very close to Jia Zhang's house. Thinking of this, the second aunt walked out quickly, and ran to Li Chuan's house without thinking.

At this time, the year is not over yet, and there are still seven days until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

It was rare for Li Chuan to be able to accompany Lou Xiao'e every day, and was hugging his lovely wife at home, when the second aunt limped and rushed directly into the house.

"It's not good, Jia Dongxu is dead."

"what?"

Lou Xiaoe asked incredulously, and Li Chuan frowned.

New Year's Eve, how did this happen.

However, as the fourth master, Li Chuan should still make a trip to have a look.

So Li Chuan went to Jia's house first, and when he entered the yard, he saw Jia Zhang's half-spread on the cold ground, unable to recover for a long time.

Li Chuan went around and went straight to Jia Dongxu's room.

He had to make sure that Wangcai was really dead. Some people would have a state of suspended animation in winter.

Wangcai was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes slightly open, holding a ballpoint pen in his hand, and a blank piece of paper with a row of typography written on it on the table.

Li Chuan didn't bother to look at it, and first reached out to probe Wangcai's neck. It was extremely cold, and there was no beating at all. He was indeed dead. Li Chuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

Only then did he turn his attention to other places. The words written on the white paper on the table were a suicide note.

After seeing the content, Li Chuan's eyes showed surprise.

This suicide note actually divided the inheritance into four parts, one for Bang Geng and two for Qin Jingru, and the last one was not Jia Zhang's, but Qin Huairu's.

Silently closing his eyes for Jia Dongxu, Li Chuan walked out with the suicide note.

This will does not belong to Jia Zhang, if Jia Zhang finds out, it must be destroyed.

He had to take this to the old man to see, and the old man just rushed over at this time.

"Jia Dongxu really left?"

Li Chuan nodded, and handed the will in his hand to the uncle, who also showed puzzled eyes.

But this is indeed Jia Dongxu's font, and it cannot be faked.

At this time, Jiazhang came to her senses, stood up, and she couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. After all, this is the son she raised so hard, how could she not be sad when he left.

It's just that he vaccinated himself in advance, knowing that Jia Dongxu was going to die, so he accepted it faster.

Jia Zhang's sharp eyes saw the two people turning over the paper, so he asked, "What's written on it, let me see."

"will."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Zhang became even more curious. She was afraid that her son would give all the money to Qin Huairu, so she couldn't wait to see what was written in the will.

Li Chuan was afraid that Mrs. Jia and Zhang would destroy the will, so he held it high, and Mrs. Jia and Zhang couldn't reach it, so he cried angrily.

"You brat, this is my son's will, why don't you let me see it?"

The uncle said, "It's not for you!"

"What! I don't believe it, you give me the paper, let me read it myself, let me read it myself!"

When Jia Zhang heard the words, she wanted to snatch Li Chuan's will like crazy, but Li Chuan couldn't resist, so she showed Jia Zhang a little further away.

Jia Zhang did not see his own name on it, but also saw another person's name.

"Qin Jingru? What kind of thing is she that can get our family's money? It must be your hands and feet, I don't believe it!"

The second aunt looked a little calm beside her, she was sure that the child must belong to Jia Dongxu, otherwise, how could Jia Dongxu give a quarter of the property.

However, there is no Jia Zhang family.

The second aunt originally hated Jia Zhang very much, but now she has a little more sympathy for Jia Zhang, because Jia Zhang was also abandoned by her son just like her.

Jia Zhang couldn't accept it at all, and growled, "Jia Dongxu, you rebellious son, you don't even want to leave a penny to your mother after you leave. Do you want your mother to be a fool in the future?"

However, the most unacceptable thing for the Jiazhang family is that a quarter of the property went directly to Qin Jingru. Originally, he had a lot of resentment towards Qin Huairu, but this will not have any hostility towards Qin Huairu.

"This must be a typo. What does Qin Jingru have to do with our family?"

The uncle lit a cigarette, "Whether it matters or not, this is Jia Dongxu's will and it is valid."

Jia Zhang's face turned pale immediately, and she clenched her fists tightly. She will not let this matter go easily.

The news of Jia Dongxu's death spread throughout the courtyard, and at the same time, some people secretly knew that Jia Dongxu actually gave money to Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru knew that there was no way to hide the matter of property distribution, so she ran to Qin Huairu with a big belly.

Qin Huairu was weeping silently, thinking of all the things she had with Jia Dongxu in the past, it was sweet when they were in love, and they were also very good when they first got married, but now they are dead.

Whatever had been done in the past was gone.

Just when Qin Huairu was in a depressed mood, Qin Jingru ran over in a hurry, before Li Chuan and the others told Qin Huairu the news of the inheritance.

Kneeling in front of Qin Huairu, "Sister, this time it's really only you who can save me. Before Jia Dongxu died, he left me a small sum of money. Of course, he left a double share for you. I persuaded him to save me." For you."

"Now that Jia Dongxu is dead, everyone is about to know that I will return my property. Can you just tell everyone that you asked Jia Dongxu to give it to me, because you feel that you owe me a lot. If you are alive, you say that I will give it to you temporarily. It’s okay to keep it for you, as long as you don’t directly say that the money is for me.”

Qin Huairu looked at Qin Jingru indifferently, and felt that Qin Jingru was particularly annoying now.

He will do anything for money and fame.

"Since you can promise to take the money, then don't care what others say, I can't help you."

Qin Jingru cried miserably, "Don't you think I'm actually very pitiful, right? Xu Damao couldn't have a baby at first, and then couldn't. I was the victim from the beginning to the end. I just want a child of my own. If Xu's family finds out about this, I'm afraid I will lose the child in my stomach, and they will definitely want to kill us both."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable, she knew Xu Damao's impulsive temper, and did not allow Damao to really do that kind of thing.

Seeing that Qin Huairu was a little shaken, Qin Jingru continued to persuade Qin Huairu.