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Chapter 255 Zhang Jingyi is sick

Zhang Zhiming also jumped up, and he opened his mouth when he had been on fire.

"Come on Zhang Zhiming, you, if you are really filial, go out and make money by yourself, don't think of a maggot to keep around your parents."

"The money needed for marriage, don't say 500,000, even five million, as long as you earn it yourself, if you can take out 10,000, I can follow 10,000, dare you?"

Zhang Jingyi also became anxious. This younger brother didn't understand his own hard work, so he could just spend his money indiscriminately. He could not help fanning the flames, changing ways to ask for money, and wanting to drain his life.

Who can bear this!

"Dad, just take care of my sister, she is bullying me—"

Zhang Zhiming really dare not go out to work and make money!

It was not that he had never been out, but he ran back secretly before finishing the day.

To earn money by suffering and suffering, there is no comfort in lying at home eating and drinking for nothing. Anyway, my sister will send money to the house every month, so why should he suffer this sin himself!

"boom--"

Zhang Dahu slammed the wine glass on the table, and stood up with an anger.

"You get out of here right away—"

If it were before, Zhang Jingyi might still be afraid.

But now she is also Mr. Zhang, who has been in charge of more than two thousand people anyhow. There has been a subtle change in her aura and personality, and a kind of superior aura is naturally emitted, and her attitude has become tough unconsciously.

"You don't need to rush, I will go by myself."

"Where is Grandpa? I came back this time mainly to see him."

Zhang Jingyi said strongly, without any feeling of weakness to be deceived.

When Zhang Jingyi asked her grandfather, the three of them were silent immediately, as if there was something deliberately concealed.

"I ask you, where is Grandpa?"

Zhang Jingyi had a very bad premonition and asked again with increased voice.

Zhang Zhiming finally couldn't help but roared, "Grandpa is already dead--"

Like a bolt from the blue sky, Zhang Jingyi stood unsteadily back two steps, pointed at Zhang Zhiming and asked tremblingly, "What did you say?"

"Grandpa is dead!"

"Yes, that's right, it's almost three years since death."

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help crying anymore, "You guys, why didn't you tell me?"

"Why lie to me that Grandpa is still alive? Why don't you let me take a look at Grandpa one last time? Why on earth?"

As if exhausting all the strength of her body, Zhang Jingyi shouted heartbreakingly.

Since childhood, the only relative in this family who knows that he loves him is his grandfather. Without her, he might have starved to death. It was also that he had been working hard to study for himself under pressure, but later because of the serious illness that he could no longer do. After earning money, I couldn't let myself continue reading.

However, I haven't been able to make a phone call from his old man in the past few years after I have left. It is only because my parents think that the mobile phone costs money. Calling myself is usually just a couple of old sentences.

"Haha, well, you guys are doing very well!"

"Grandpa was buried there, I'm going to see."

Zhang Jingyi clenched her fists, she was surprisingly angry, and she was always on the verge of collapse and explosion; at the same time, she was so disappointed in this family, her heart was ashamed and she had no expectations.

"On the east mountain behind the village, check the third one on the left. There is a monument on it. It cost us a lot of money. Remember to report it to us when you have time." Lan Cuihua squinted, her face full of indifference.

"I really don't know what's so good about the old man's grave, but you can just watch it if you want to. Just cut off your thoughts. Remember to get out after seeing it. The province will be ashamed of me in the village."

"you--"

Zhang Jingyi's eyes were red with blood, and she slammed the only pile of money left, and the hundred yuan bills were scattered in the air.

"Don't you want money, give it to you, give it to you all."

"From now on, I will be separated from this family. Without you urging me, I will never come back again in my life."

"You damn girl, you have a temper, do you really think you can't live without this family?"

"You get out of me, get out of me now—"

Lan Cuihua roared loudly like a shrew, while Zhang Jingyi had already pulled Wang Feng out of the door with gifts.

On the east mountain outside the village, Zhang Jingyi knelt before her grandfather's grave, already crying into tears.

The gifts that were originally carefully selected and bought for Grandpa were all reduced to ashes in the blazing fire.

Wang Feng stood quietly on the side. He really didn't know what to say at this moment. Maybe she could get better only by letting Zhang Jingyi vent her heart out.

It's getting late, and they still have a long way to go back. Wang Feng looked at the sky and walked to Zhang Jingyi's front, "Jingyi, mourning, people can't come back to life after death, don't cry and hurt your body."

"It's getting late, let's go back."

Zhang Jingyi wiped her tears, crying red and swollen eyes finally looked back at the small mountain village where she was born and raised her, and then finally left with Wang Feng with a "um".

On the way back, her expression was obviously very haggard, and her spirit was a little dazed.

It seems to be telling Wang Feng, and it seems to be muttering to himself: "Feng'er, do you know? When I was born, I was rejected by the whole family because I was a girl. I was almost thrown into the ravine. Only my grandfather insisted on me. Stayed."

"He raised me a little bit, frugally fed me to study, and if possible, he would also support me to go to university. This is his biggest wish in his life."

"Only the year he graduated from junior high school, he broke his leg when he went up the mountain to collect medicine, which made me give up my studies. I thought that working hard to make money would be able to repay his nurturing grace, and at least let him live. I live a better life, so I send almost every penny I earn to my home as far as I can, so that they can treat my grandfather better and do my filial piety."

"And for them, in order to make me make more money for them, they won't let me come back during the Chinese New Year. I watched the family reunion and I can only coldly curl up in the cold rented house, thinking of ways by the way. Find some work, that’s fine. But they didn’t even let me see my grandfather’s last face, and they kept the grandfather’s death carefully and deliberately concealing it. How could I bear them—"

While speaking, Zhang Jingyi fell on Wang Feng's shoulder in a daze. It was Wang Feng who suddenly realized that Zhang Jingyi's face was hot and scary.

She quickly put her hand on her forehead and tried her body temperature. Only then did she know that Zhang Jingyi didn't know when the fever was severe. She immediately shouted to the driver anxiously, "Big brother, please hurry up, she has a severe fever--"

"Good Le—"

The driver noticed the abnormality through the rearview mirror, and immediately stepped on the accelerator pedal to the end, and the taxi galloped quickly like a wild horse.

On the back seat, Wang Feng hugged Zhang Jingyi, and she became more frightened as she touched it. Zhang Jingyi's body temperature was getting higher and higher, and she had fallen into a state of coma and delusion. If he was not treated quickly, it would be life-threatening.

Recalling the inheritance of medical immortals in his mind, Wang Feng suddenly understood that she was a hidden danger that had been buried for a long time. In addition, she had been crying in the ice and snow for a long time and contracted the wind and cold. danger.

I remember that she died of an unfortunate illness for this reason in her previous life. Could it be that the tragedy of this life will repeat itself.

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