Zhexiang as an old friend

Shentu held Chang Jingye who was still asleep in his arms, and listened intently to the movement of Chang Mansion.

"You quack doctor!" Chang Yong'an, the eldest brother of the Chang family, shouted loudly.

The old man next to him hunched over, but the old man said affirmatively: "Master Chang's heart was broken and he is dead. This old man is just a mortal who cannot return to heaven."

"Quack doctor! Quack doctor!" Chang Yong'an seemed unwilling to accept, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the old doctor said "Ouch" and hit his head all at once.

Shentu stroked Chang Jingye's hair lightly, and said calmly: "This life is not a good family."

Your father is a lustful and hungry ghost, and your elder brother is impolite and slick, so he really dare not leave you for a moment.

Chang Jingye in his arms suddenly grabbed Shentu's collar fiercely, frowning and twitching violently: "Save me, save me!"

Shentu hurriedly hugged him tighter, and softly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, no one can bully you with me around."

Chang Jingye's hands clenched, and he woke up in horror, looking at Shentu for a long time, he couldn't calm down, and his hands were still tightly clutching Shentu's sleeve.Shentu didn't speak, and waited for him to slowly regain his composure.

"Little... Shen?" Chang Jingye slowly let go of his hand, looking at the room around him which was no longer his father's, his heart felt a little more at ease.

"Young master, shall we go back?" Shentu asked softly.

Chang Jingye's pupils shrank fiercely, his hands tightened, and his voice became flustered again: "No, no, father, father..." He recalled what his father had done to him, and shrank suddenly. , Biting his lower lip tightly, unable to say a word.

"He's dead." Shentu said coldly, looking at the desolate yard outside the door.

"He's dead?" Chang Jingye looked up at him in disbelief, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, but he felt that he was his son after all, so he lowered his head again, afraid that Shentu would see the spot in his eyes. Unfilial light.

"He's dead." Shentu repeated it affirmatively, rubbing his hair gently, "Don't feel guilty, he wasn't a good father in the first place."

"Then let's...let's go back." Shentu's words fell into Chang Jingye's ears, and he actually dissipated all the unfilial feeling in his heart, and a little malice appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go back." Shentu helped Chang Jingye up, and went back to Chang's mansion one after the other.

At this moment, the Chang Mansion had already hung white lanterns, and the wind blew over, trembling as if they were about to fall down the next moment.

"It's really desolate." Chang Jingye looked at the two lanterns, but his tone was cold, as if the dead person had nothing to do with him.

"Young master, you are back." The doorman at the door saw Chang Jingye, and rushed to greet him, "The master is dead, and the young master is waiting for you to send the master away together."

"I see." Chang Jingye nodded, but muttered in a low voice, "Is there anything I can give you?"

The mourning hall has been set up in the hall of Chang Mansion, Chang Zhengqing's body is covered by a white cloth, white candles are placed on both sides of the spirit tablet, Chang Jingye looks at the five words "Chang Zhengqing's position" on the spirit tablet, but Still feeling very uneasy, he walked slowly to the corpse, stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth to see that the one lying underneath was really his father.

"Little brother!" Chang Yong'an roared, as if reprimanding Chang Jingye for being unreasonable.

"Hey." Chang Jingye agreed shallowly, and slowly covered the white cloth again.

He is really dead.

Chang Jingye couldn't help laughing.

He doesn't have any capital, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand anything.

Since I gradually grew into shape, my father looked at me wrongly, and it was also from then on that my father's love for me began to show, but it was just love. ready to intervene.

And his doting on me, I have always felt weird, until just now... just now, I finally understood that the doting is because I am his son.

"Since father is dead, then elder brother will be in charge. There is nothing for elder brother to cry about." Chang Jingye said coldly, pointing out his thoughts.

Chang Yongan was pierced by him, his face turned pale, but he still said: "How can you say such a thing in front of your father's spirit?"

"But I told you for my brother." Chang Jingye paced to the door of the hall, and ordered casually, "Xiao Shen will keep watch with me tonight, and you send someone to prepare more meals. As for brother, brother, let's send father to the funeral tomorrow. .”

Chang Yong'an stared blankly at his slightly distant and mean brother at this moment, only felt that he was different from him in the past, which made him a little scared.

However, he didn't know what his younger brother was thinking.

That night, Chang Jingye and Shentu stayed in front of the coffin.

"Xiao Shen, I will go to the funeral with my elder brother tomorrow, so you go... go to his room and steal all the ledgers." Chang Jingye wanted to call his father, but he won, pointing to Chang Zhengye. Qing's corpse.

"Yes, young master." Shentu agreed.

"Be more careful." Chang Jingye replied worriedly. After all, this was just a plan that came up suddenly. If he didn't prepare in advance, he would either become the master of the Chang family, or he would fail to be the one who was expelled from the house. Rebel.

"Don't worry." Shentu said with a smile, "Young master just ask me to evacuate the entire Chang family."

Hearing the words, Chang Jingye looked at Shentu, for some reason this person always reassured him, everything he said was trustworthy, anyone could betray him, but he never could.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." Shentu reached out and took Chang Jingye into his arms, coaxing softly.

Chang Jingye didn't really have the intention of keeping vigil for Chang Zhengqing, but now that Shentu took the initiative to give him his warm body, he naturally slept peacefully in his arms.

Shen Tu was originally a meson of the demon race, so he didn't need to sleep at all, but he had consumed too much for Yuan Qing in these past few lives, and his head hurt from time to time, and sometimes he would sleep for a while according to his regular work and rest.

He guarded Chang Jingye until dawn, and gently shook him awake before others came.

"It's dawn." Chang Jingye said something vaguely, but Shentu understood and agreed, "Yes, it's dawn."

Chang Jingye got up and stretched, stood at the door and waited for Chang Yongan to come to put his father in the coffin and bury him.

"You understand, right?" Chang Jingye saw his elder brother walking over, and he turned around and replied.

Shentu nodded towards Chang Jingye, and let out a reassuring smile.

Chang Jingye and his eldest brother sent Chang Zhengqing to the funeral with peace of mind, and left everything to Shentu.

Shentu directly pinched an invisibility formula, went to Chang Zhengqing's room to search again, put all the ledgers into his sleeves, felt that it was not enough, so he searched Chang Yongan's room again by the way, and searched all the ledgers Put them all in their sleeves, but before the Chang family brothers came back after doing all this, they felt bored, performed a random spell, searched all the rooms, turned out a few more books, and took them all back. Waiting in Chang's room.

The Chang brothers didn't return home until the sun was setting.

When Chang Jingye returned to his room, seeing the exhausted account books on the table, his eyes seemed to overflow with surprise.

He didn't expect that Shentu could find out many ledgers, but he acted very quickly, flipping out all the ledgers and sending them to him.

Chang Zhengqing passed away. According to the custom, Chang's family had to observe filial piety for three days. Chang Jingye took advantage of these few days to calculate all the accounts. The eldest brother occupies the seat of the future master.

But now it is different, I am no longer the child who knows nothing about the world.

After three days of observing filial piety, Chang Yong'an discovered that all the ledgers in his room were gone, except for his own, his father's and some hidden ledgers were gone.

Except for Chang Jiye, there is absolutely no second person who would do this.

But it's too late.

Chang Jingye has already taken over the account books, and even with all the business, the shop under his door has a clear picture. Chang Yong'an is now just the head of the Chang family in name only.

It is only a matter of time before Chang Yong'an becomes the real head of the Chang family.

"Did brother make trouble again?" Chang Jingye asked Shentu while doing the calculation.

Shentu sat across from him, flipped through the ledger for him, and replied casually, "Exactly."

Chang Jingye sneered when he heard the words, but kept writing, "It's been three years, and I'm still not reconciled."

"After all, he should be the head of the Chang family. He was suddenly robbed by his ineffective younger brother. It's normal to feel unwilling." After Chang Jingye finished his calculations, Shentu opened a copy and handed it to him.

"How can you call him a brother who is incompetent?" Shentu reached out to flip through the ledger for him, chatting with him.

"He's probably trying to kill me right now." Chang Jingye smiled, just as Shentu was about to speak, he continued, "It's good to be dead, it's so easy to hate Chang Zhengqing while still feeling like this." Guard his family."

"Business..."

"Go through the ledger for me." Chang Jingye interrupted Shentu, urging him to go through the ledger for himself.

Shentu stopped talking and quietly flipped through the ledger for him.