After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Jiawei raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly, "But no one wants to see their loved ones go to this point. My grandma is very good to me. In the past year, when I was confused and at a loss, it was my grandma who patiently and carefully taught me, so that I could maintain my self-identity in the sudden changes in life."

In the evening, the Li family gathered together. Zhang Qiushuang asked He Zhizhou to read out her will: Li Garden belonged to Li Hongxing, and the jewelry was given to Jingqiu; as for Li Yan and Li Shiwen, the property belonged to them, and the relevant property had been transferred to their respective names when they came of age.

As for Li Jiawei, she had signed the transfer agreement of the original shares of the Li Group at noon. In addition, she also obtained two properties, multiple fund investments, equity in other companies, and many real estate and shops scattered at home and abroad.

Zhang Qiushuang watched He Zhizhou finish reading his will and said softly, "My assets will be distributed according to this. After I leave, I hope you are all well." Then, she held Li Jiawei's hand tightly and said to the people present, "The one I am most worried about is Jiawei. In the future, you as parents, uncles, and brothers, please take good care of her and don't let her suffer any grievances."

Li Jiawei lowered her head and said nothing, she was afraid that she would cry if she opened her mouth, her tears kept flowing, her vision was hazy. Looking back at the past thirty years, the love Zhang Qiushuang gave her was the purest and most selfless, just because he wanted to be good to her.

After the will was read, Zhang Qiu Shuang signaled everyone to disperse. She looked a little tired and needed to rest for a while.

Li Garden was shrouded in sorrow. Everyone knew that the old lady did not have much time left. Although they resisted this fact in their hearts, they had to wait painfully for that moment to come.

Li Hongxing, who is usually busy with work, took a leave of absence for the first time and stayed at home to accompany the old lady.

Whenever the old lady was in good spirits, Li Hongxing would sit with her in the greenhouse, chatting leisurely, or make a pot of tea and savor it carefully.

The mother and son haven't had such time for a long time, and it seems particularly warm and comfortable.

Li Hongxing picked up a small piece of tea cake, brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup, handed it to Zhang Qiushuang, and said softly: "Mom, this is the new Pu'er, you taste it, how does it taste?"

Zhang Qiushuang took the teacup, took a sip, then closed her eyes and tasted it carefully. She said, "This tea soup has a deep color, and the taste is full and delicate. It is slightly astringent at first, but then it becomes sweet and has a long aftertaste. It is indeed a good tea."

Li Hongxing smiled and praised: "Your sense of taste is still so sharp."

Zhang Qiushuang lay in a chair, rocking it slowly, and said with a smug smile: "I'm old, and my taste isn't as good as before. When I was young, no matter how complicated a dish was, I could tell what seasonings were used after just one bite." After saying that, she thought of her old age, and couldn't help but sighed softly: "But time flies so fast. It feels like yesterday when I followed the troops to fight in the north and south, and shuttled through the rain of bullets, but now I'm over 90 years old."

Li Hongxing tightly grasped Zhang Qiushuang's wrinkled hands, her eyes slightly red, and she called softly, "Mom..."

Zhang Qiushuang looked at her eldest son, who had been calm since childhood, with a gentle smile and said softly, "Don't be sad. Everyone has to reach this point. Birth, aging, illness and death are all the cycle of time. Moreover, I am much luckier than many of my old comrades. Compared with those comrades who fell before they could see victory, I have witnessed the prosperity and strength of the motherland, and I have no regrets in this life."

She paused for a moment and continued, "Red Star, I still have 200 million in savings. After I die, you will donate this money to the education cause in the northwest province of my motherland. In addition, there is no need for a lavish funeral after I die. I hope to come quietly and leave quietly."

Li Hongxing stared at his mother's kind face, feeling mixed emotions, but he obeyed his mother's wishes and nodded firmly: "Mom, I will do as you say."

Zhang Qiushuang gently stroked Li Hongxing's face and said softly, "You have been calm since you were a child, and you are the one I am most at ease with. You must always pay attention to the second child. He has always been casual, and even though he is a grandfather now, his calmness has not yet completely settled. You have to help me watch him and don't let him go astray. In addition, the one I am most concerned about is Jiawei. I have observed this year that although the second child and his wife are good to Jiawei, they still love Xuanbao the most in their hearts. Jiawei is a delicate child, you have to take care of her more, don't let others bully her, and don't let her suffer any grievances."

Li Hongxing nodded solemnly: "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Jiawei."

Zhang Qiushuang nodded with relief: "I feel relieved with your words."

Two days later, Zhang Qiushuang passed away peacefully in her sleep. Although the Li family had been prepared for this, her passing still filled everyone with unspeakable sorrow.

Li Xuanbao hurried back to Xishi from Shenzhen, only to see Zhang Qiushuang lying there peacefully. Tears welled up in her eyes. She knelt down beside Zhang Qiushuang's body and cried, "Grandma, I'm sorry, Xuanbao came back late."

Seeing this, Jing Qiu helped Li Xuanbao up distressedly and comforted her softly: "Xuanbao, you are pregnant now. Crying too much is not good for your health."

Li Xuanbao is pregnant again and has been pregnant for two months.

Li Xuanbao snuggled in Jing Qiu's arms and called softly, "Mom..."

Li Jiawei witnessed this scene, her eyes reddened, and she stared at her grandmother's body. Although she knew that the saying "Don't shed tears on the deceased, otherwise it will make the deceased uneasy and even affect their peace in the other world" is feudal superstition, but facing the death of her grandmother, she would rather believe it and just hope that her grandmother can leave in peace.

She said to Li Xuanbao, who was crying heartbrokenly, in a hoarse voice: "Don't let your tears fall on grandma, or she won't be at peace."

As soon as she said this, everyone's eyes were focused on her. Li Xuanbao slowly raised her head from Jing Qiu's arms and looked at Li Jiawei, tears flashing in her eyes but not falling, and she responded softly: "I know."

The funeral followed Zhang Qiushuang's wishes and was kept simple. Only a mourning hall was set up in Li Garden for relatives and friends to come and mourn. After that, the body was sent to the crematorium for cremation after three days in Li Garden and buried in the cemetery she had chosen before her death.

Li Jiawei's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She stared at the photo of Zhang Qiushuang on the tombstone. Her kind face was still as warm as in her memory. She said silently in her heart: "Grandma, I miss you already."

After the funeral, Li Xuanbao suffered a miscarriage due to her excessive emotional fluctuations and was rushed to the hospital to preserve the fetus. Jing Qiu and Li Ronghua accompanied her to the hospital.

Li Jiawei returned to Li Garden alone, slowly sat on the reclining chair where her grandmother used to sit, and gazed at the twinkling stars in the night sky. Li Garden was really quiet today.

She hugged herself gently, feeling the coolness of the night breeze, gazing at the vast starry sky, and whispered in her heart: "Grandma, have you turned into the brightest star in the sky?"