Jian Xingzhi looked at the man in front of him who naturally ignored him with an expressionless face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and took the wooden box from Shen Wenjiao's hand.

Shen Wenjiao didn't feel the slightest bit reluctant, and handed it to Jian Xingzhi naturally. After all, this was how it usually was when she was out, and when Jian Xingzhi was around, the heaviest thing in her hand was the small handbag she carried with her when she went out.

Shen Wenjiao didn't bring a shoulder bag when she went out today, but only a small handbag that matched her clothes, which contained small things such as keys and change. Although this wooden box was not big, it couldn't be put into the bag, and it was not convenient to hold it in the hand.

However, it was Shen Wenjiao's very natural and trusting action that made Hirota Kenjiro, who had been paying attention to her, look even gloomier.

"My condolences! Mr. Guangtian, you'd better take care of your health. If you really can't feel well, you can come and see me. Although I specialize in Western medicine surgery, I also know a little bit about other things. I never thought that Mrs. Shen, who was in such a good health, would not survive. Alas, accidents are really everywhere!" Jian Xingzhi said with a hint of meaning, but there was a rare provocation in his words.

It is such a pity that a healthy person like Muto Mie did not live longer than a sickly person like Hirota Kenjiro.

Shen Wenjiao was a little dumbfounded when she heard Jian Xingzhi's tone and words. What did Brother Jian want to do? It was too mean to stab someone's own son in the heart at his mother's funeral.

Brother Jian is not usually this kind of person~

However, when they are away from home, Shen Wenjiao and Jian Xingzhi are a family. She did not tear down her family, but there was a hint of apology in her eyes when she looked at Hirota Kenjiro.

"Yes, this is really an unexpected accident that no one expected~" Hirota Kenjiro looked at Jian Xingzhi with a bit of hostility in his eyes, but Shen Wenjiao's apologetic look in his eyes made him feel a lot better.

Why would Jiaojiao, such a good girl, marry such a man? Is it because of his good health? In fact, if we don’t compare his physical condition, he is much better than this crappy doctor.

The two men exchanged a few sharp words, but immediately retracted their attacks when Mr. Shen came over.

One quickly recovered and became a frail, sickly stepson, while the other became a cold and taciturn son-in-law who was a doctor.

"Xingzhi, thank you so much for your help. Otherwise, it would take a lot of effort for me to organize a decent funeral since I am unfamiliar with the place!" Mr. Shen patted his big belly and said calmly.

This is true. Mr. Shen did not expect that not long after arriving in Shanghai, his wife would pass away due to such an unexpected accident. He was unfamiliar with the place and it was difficult to find a reliable person to be responsible for the funeral.

Fortunately, Jian Xingzhi introduced him to a shop that specialized in funerals.

"You're welcome. You paid for it." Jian Xingzhi's words were true. Funeral shops make money from this. However, looking at the specifications, his father-in-law was really hard to describe!

At this time, people pay much attention to the afterlife, and those who can afford it will try to do a good funeral. If the funeral is too simple and sloppy, it means that the family is not well off or the head of the family does not care about the deceased.

The current situation in the Shen family shows that Mr. Shen, who is in charge, is not serious.

Jian Xingzhi's words made Master Shen freeze. This son-in-law was really not considerate enough and couldn't even say polite words. It was still more reliable to have one's own son.

It would be better to let Hanhai come to Shanghai as soon as possible. It doesn't matter if the second son doesn't come. He doesn't have only one son. The son actually looks down on his father and thinks the family's money comes from the wind. Look at how the second son will live without him.

Shen Yucheng, who was far away in Peking, said: "Isn't it because I opposed my father marrying a Japanese woman? Why was he kicked out of the house? Could it be that my father really wanted to give up on him? Forget it, if he doesn't want him, then he doesn't want him! Anyway, he would rather eat coarse food than become a family with that Japanese woman."

Shen Hanhai, who was spreading gossip and deliberately misleading his younger brother, looked at his second brother who was still stubborn and thought of the brotherhood in his heart.

Before leaving Peking, he felt a little guilty, "Dad, I sent a telegram saying that Muto Mihui died in an accident. Second brother, why don't you come with me to Shanghai?"

If Shen Hanhai had not been dealing with the two properties of the Shen family in Beiping, he would have gone with Master Shen a long time ago. There was no other way. If the house was sold in a hurry, the price would be relatively low. How could Master Shen agree to it? Naturally, the eldest son was left to deal with these trivial matters, but it was just a matter of going to Shanghai a few months later.

Shen Yucheng took a big bite of the greasy meat. He had found a job now, but he had to pay the rent and ensure his decent life, which was really expensive. If he hadn't been holding back his anger, he would have gone back to his father to beg for mercy.

Now it seems that we have reached a good step.

"Hmph, I just hate those Japanese. What kind of people are they~" Shen Yucheng's words were quite tough, but in fact, judging from the volume of his voice, he was still very wary of the Japanese nowadays.

It was not like he hadn't seen the Japanese arrogantly shooting down students who spoke rudely in the streets. Even though he was stubborn, he didn't dare to shout loudly now.

Seeing that his second brother was about to give in, Shen Hanhai's conscience, which had just nodded, disappeared in an instant. Shen Hanhai, who fully understood his second brother's temper, immediately spoke.

"Ah~ Even if you hate it, just bear with it. That woman's son is still at home! She's not in good health. If you say anything unpleasant, your father will give you a hard time again."

Shen Hanhai's words were more like adding fuel to the fire than persuasion, and he put in front of Shen Yucheng the fact that Master Shen was more interested in a Japanese stepson.

In fact, Shen Hanhai, who fully understood what kind of person his father was, thought it was no big deal to have another Hirota Kenjiro in the family. He couldn't get a share of the family property, and he had to go to the hospital all year round. If he died someday, he would still leave something behind.

As for the money for Kenjiro Hirota's medical treatment, even if Shen Hanhai was not in Shanghai, he could imagine that his father would definitely not pay for it. It was probably Kenjiro Hirota's own savings.

"I'm not going. This family can only have me but not him. Brother, I said this. If Dad doesn't drive this guy away, I won't go. Anyway, Dad thinks that guy is more obedient and sensible than me."

As Shen Hanhai expected, Shen Yucheng got angry all of a sudden and slammed the table and said such words. This was exactly what Shen Hanhai wanted. Now that the family's house was sold, he secretly withheld a lot of money.

Forget it, he is my own brother after all.

"Oh, forget it. You have such a bad temper. I'll leave you 100 yuan so that you can improve your life. I'll try to persuade Dad more."

Shen Hanhai had kept no less than one thousand taels of silver for himself just from dealing with the Shen family's assets in Peking this time. Now he was giving one hundred taels of silver to his own brother. This was truly a rare act of generosity.

It's really a touching "brotherhood"~

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