The rich and powerful: Madam's vest is not covered properly

Regardless of the rivalry between the two women, Lin Liangdong casually arranged Nan Ningxia as the co-pilot.

Xia Yuan glanced, rolled her eyes, and sat down in the back seat in disgust.

The car was a van, which could have seated seven people, but there were so many of them that they were all squeezed inside.

Lin Zhiyuan sat in the middle position, but her body was always straight.

Lin Liangdong and Nan Qingyun leaned against each other, and Lin Chuan sat on the outermost side.

Seeing that everyone was seated, the man slowly started the car.

An hour later, they arrived at Xifu Town, and the car stopped slowly in front of a small house.

Lin Chuan got off the car first, followed by Lin Zhiyuan.

When he got out of the car, his brows and eyes were lowered, and he calmly patted the dust that didn't exist on his body.

This small house was originally arranged by the mayor for them.

It's no secret that Chi Weilan is a physics researcher.

So when he heard that such an adult was coming, the mayor was thinking about how to give them a decent house.

Later, it was Chi Weilan who came forward and said that she was just here to take care of her life, and there was no need to make it too grand.

It happened that there was a quieter house here, so they lived here.

Everything was fine, but everything changed when Lin Shu met Gu Mian when she was 6 years old.

It's not uncommon for the police to come to your door.

Although it has nothing to do with them, they have become poorer and poorer since then.

They are all neighbors in the neighborhood, and they have helped a few times.

Several neighbors in the neighborhood saw Lin Shu coming back and greeted her with smiles on their faces.

A neighbor next to them knew that Lin Shu came back today and waited at the door.

Seeing Lin Shu getting off the car, she was so happy that she put down the things in her hands and ran over in a hurry.

Standing in front of Lin Shu, looking up and down, with tears in her eyes, she touched her shoulder with her hand, and said distressedly: "I'm so thin, isn't the food in Huaicheng not delicious? Do you want to come back?" Aunt Li will do it for you."

Lin Shu shook her head, took her hand off her shoulder, pulled it, and smiled slightly: "No, thank you Aunt Li, take good care of yourself too."

Lin Shu liked Aunt Li very much. When she was in the detention center, she also came to the police station often, and brought her a lot of delicious food when she came.

Although there is food in the detention center here, it is not enough for her body.

So she didn't starve to death in the detention center, and I have to thank Aunt Li.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Li wiped away her tears, and put her hand on Lin Shu's head: "You go about your business first, ah, by the way."

As he spoke, he took out a key from his pocket, swallowed, handed it to Lin Shu tremblingly, and said with reluctance: "I have the key, and Aunt Li has been keeping it for you?"

Lin Shu lowered her eyes, took the silver key all over her body, and took it from Aunt Li's old hand: "Thank you, Aunt Li."

Aunt Li didn't speak, but shook her head.

Under their watchful eyes, Lin Shu walked lazily at the door and took the key to open the door.

The others followed her into the room.

This was their first time here, and it had been unoccupied for more than a year, and no one had cleaned it, and the place was full of dust.

Lin Zhiyuan closed her eyes abruptly, rubbed her eyes, and felt that there was sand in her eyes.

Nan Ningxia and Lin Liangdong stood in the room, frowning at the layout of the room.

A simple sofa is placed on the left, and a table is placed against the wall in the middle, with tools for drinking tea placed on it.

On the left is the master bedroom, and on the right there are two secondary bedrooms.

Looking further, it is the kitchen and bathroom, and there are two study rooms in the innermost part.

They didn't go in and look, but they wanted to know what was inside.

The whole room is very small, not even a bedroom in their home.

The three of them, grandparents and grandchildren, have lived here for more than ten years.

Nan Qingyun looked around calmly for a week, then his eyes fell on Lin Shu.

A smile gradually appeared on the old face.

There was a flash in my mind, and I suddenly couldn't laugh.

She remembered what Lin Shu said before, that Chi Weilan collected an injection before she died.

I don't know if this statement is true or not.

Not sure yet.

Lin Shu put the bag she was carrying on the table, unzipped it, took out some paper money, candles and incense, put it on the table, and said in a low voice, "Take it yourself."

The tone is cold, without any emotion.

Seeing this, the others took some of each of the three items on the table.

In fact, they were all prepared, but they didn't do anything when Lin Shu took it out.

Put the bag in these places, they all feel a little dirty.

Only Lin Chuan took the things, retreated to the spot, and looked around the room.

He narrowed his eyes, thinking.

This is different from the place where Lin Shu was brought back to Lin's house in the first place.

He remembered that the first room was very dilapidated, with a hole in the roof, allowing sunlight to shine in.

The ground is full of dirt, and the cars can raise dust when they pass by, which is completely different from this house.

Before he could figure it out, he heard Lin Liangdong say: "Let's go, we have a seven o'clock plane, time is tight, hurry to the cemetery."

Looking at the time, it was past one o'clock.

Then he looked at Lin Shu.

Only Lin Shu knows where the cemetery is?

The girl glanced at him, looked away calmly, did not say a word, put her hands in her pockets, and walked towards the door unrestrainedly with her feet, without looking back at them again.

Seeing this, everyone followed Lin Shu.

Chi Weilan was buried, and it was only one kilometer away from here, and the group went on foot.

Nanning Xia, Lin Liangdong, and Xia Yuan were the first to worship. When she saw Chi Weilan's tombstone, Nanning Xia cried so hard that her tears fell straight down.

In the end, Nan Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore and asked Lin Liangdong to help her to the side.

Nan Ningxia sat on a rock beside Lin Liangdong's arms and kept crying, looking at Lin Shu with hatred in her eyes.

If it weren't for Lin Shu, would she have not seen her mother for nearly 20 years?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he simply closed his eyes.

Lin Shu glanced at Nan Ningxia lightly, then withdrew her gaze, without any disturbance in her heart.

Lin Zhiyuan, Lin Chuan, and Nanfengting knelt there to burn paper for Chi Weilan.

Suddenly a wind blew up and blew out the fire on the paper money.

Lin Chuan frowned, lit it again, and put it in the earthen stove. After watching it burn out, the three of them kowtowed three heads in unison.

Lin Shu didn't move, just stood there watching them perform the play, and chuckled lightly.

His eyebrows were lowered, and no emotion could be seen clearly in his beautiful eyes.

Then he got up and walked to Chi Weilan's tombstone, looking at the name he had personally engraved on it.

At this moment, I just feel ironic and funny.

She never suspected that her eyes were not good, so the person at Mr. Song's birthday party last time must be her deceased grandmother.

A cold smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes, then he picked up the paper money at the side, lit it with the lighter in his pocket, bent down and put it in the clay stove.

He didn't kneel down or say a word from beginning to end.

Seeing Lin Shu's actions, the others couldn't help frowning.