Excessive Indulgence GL MTL

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   The doctor came and tried his best to save him.

"I'm sorry, we tried our best."

Obviously everyone knew the answer, but the relatives who came late still had to put on a show.

"Grandpa." Jing Liang took the lead in crying, "I'm not filial! I didn't make it to see you for the last time!"

Then came the others.

One sound is higher than the other, as if it is not crying for mourning, but a competition for who sings louder.

Jing Si stood aside, arms crossed, with a very indifferent expression, feeling that this scene was ironic.

Very fake.

How many are actually crying.

They were performing, and someone in the crowd said: "The will is at Jingsi's place."

Jing Liang wiped away his tears, and raised his eyes to look at Jingsi: "The family property is divided? Why don't you say it?"

Jingsi said: " I don't want to disturb you crying."

Soon these few stopped crying, and the lacrimal glands seemed to have a switch, and they turned off as soon as they said it.

Before the tears were wiped away, someone asked, "How much can I get?"

As early as 20 years ago, Jing Long carried out a family separation. At that time, his children had already received part of the inheritance.

So this time the family property will only be distributed to Jingsi's generation.

However, although aunts and uncles have no money at all, they are still very concerned about how much their sons can have.

Jing Si was straightforward: "Seventy percent is mine, and the rest is divided equally among you."

Jing Liang's father was the first to jump up: "How is that possible! It is impossible for our family to be only ten percent!"

Someone echoed: "That's right! Why do you get seventy! Our three families get thirty!"

The aunt who was so sad just now said: "Who knows what you and my dad said, and whether there is anything wrong with the contract.

" "I thought you knew it well."

The aunt took the will and read it over and over again, repeating in her mouth: "Father said that he would give 20% to Liangliang, and he said 20% Yes!"

As if that "10%" killed her.

"Only a will has legal effect, and an oral agreement is nothing." Jing Si hit the nail on the head: "The company Jing Liang managed before kept losing money, and the family business would only go bankrupt if he handed over the family business to him. I won't talk about Jingzhuang Jingshu, you guys Clear."

I don't know how to teach them, they are almost useless.

Those present were speechless.

Indeed, if the company is handed over to these playboys, there may be serious problems.

"Don't look at me with such eyes." Jing Si looked around, looked them all back, and said, "I am conveying the result, not discussing the content." The implication is that it is a foregone conclusion, and whoever makes trouble

again Just fools.

Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, and you seem to realize that this is the case.

No matter how big the disturbance was, Jing Long couldn't open the coffin board to revise the will, which was already a certainty.

Some people are very good at changing the direction of the wind, such as the aunt who was still sarcastic just now.

She thought, Jing Si owns so many properties, and she can't be provoked. If she confronts her, she might suffer a loss, and she has already started to make calculations in her heart.

Immediately, his face turned red.

"Yes, you are the most capable in the Jing family, and you are the only one who can take over. Liangliang, let's not argue, let's do whatever your sister says." Jing Liang frowned incomprehensibly, "Mom

... ."

The aunt winked at Jingliang, motioned him to shut up, and then said: "We are brothers and sisters who grew up together, and your sister will not ignore you. If you have any difficulties in the future, she will help you." Yours."

Just now he had that face, and now he has said all the good things, the gesture of wagging his tail and begging for mercy should not be too obvious.

Jing Si didn't answer, because it was impossible to have any relationship with Jing Liang anymore, whoever wanted to help him, was a bad and stupid thing.

Those around me seemed to have come to their senses and nodded.

"Yes, yes."

"Do you have any comments?"

"No, no, I will do as you said."

"Then prepare for the funeral."

After that, the funeral was held as scheduled.

There are still a lot of people coming.

Jinglong has been in business all his life and has met many people.

Excluding character and style, he does have two brushes in the business field.

Given the strength of the Jing family, it would be good for those businessmen to show their familiarity.

But it's just brushing their faces, Jing Si can see that there are very few people who are really sad.

Those people don't care.

As Jing Si said, his life was meaningless.

After calculating for a lifetime, in the end, neither money

nor love can be taken away.

Lying in the most luxurious ice coffin, wearing the most expensive shroud, and choosing the most expensive cemetery.

Then what? Could it be what he wanted all his life?

So Jing Si couldn't figure out what Jing Long wanted in his life.

There are many people, but the affection is very weak.

Buried on the third day.

On the day of laying down the soil, only relatives were present. That day, there was light snow in the sky and it was very cold.

Jing Si was wearing a black overcoat with a solemn face, his black hair fell on his shoulders, and he watched the workers put the coffin into the pit without squinting.

She was holding a black umbrella, and the small snowflakes made a small sound when it fell on the umbrella.

The workers took the shovel and began to pile up the soil.

The people around me began to cry, crying more sadly than that night.

The sand and soil formed a parabola along with the shovel, and fell steadily on the coffin, and then mixed with the white snow and slowly fell.

a little bit.

The pitch-black coffin was slowly covered.

The cries in the ear were high and low, mixed with some murmurs, the living told the past that they had experienced together with the dead.

Jing Si's heart was not fluctuating, she couldn't cry, she wasn't sad at all.

Only then did she realize that in her memory, there was nothing about Jing Long. What existed in her mind were countless fragments, which couldn't piece together any warmth.

Standing in the snow, watching the soil cover the coffin, Jing Si suddenly missed his father and mother very much.

I miss the innocent and beautiful days before I came to Jing's house.

Without Jing Long, she should be living happily now.

Besides, I still miss Zhou Qingci very much.

It's a pity that I couldn't spend the winter with her.

The wind was cold and freezing to the bone.

Jing Si stood where he was, his eyes didn't settle, and he felt very empty.

She realized that this winter was a huge vortex, without a warm fire to fill it, only endless loneliness and sadness...

After the funeral, the family property was divided, and the brothers couldn't get 70%, Just started quarreling with the remaining 30.

The eldest brother said to share more, but the second brother disagreed, and neither did the third brother.

The three brothers fought violently, which was extremely embarrassing.

Jing Si didn't care about it, she took her share and left the Jing family.

After returning home, Jing Si took a good night's sleep, but the next day he still didn't feel better, instead, he felt dizzy and felt

uncomfortable .

Not surprisingly, after the funeral, she fell ill.

Some people said that she was really filial. Grandpa passed away, and because she was too sad, she also fell ill.

But Jing Si knew, no, she was not sad, she was just too tired.

It was like a long struggle, exhausted too much energy, won, but completely exhausted.

In short, he had a cold and a fever, and after taking the antipyretics, Jing Si lay in bed dizzy and drowsy.

It was the weekend, and Jing Qi didn't go to school.

Seeing Jing Si sick, the little guy was terribly worried, and would go into the bedroom to see her in a while.

"Mother Zhang." Coming out of the bedroom, Jing Qi ran to Aunt Zhang, raised her watery face, "What should I do? Mom has been sleeping all day!" Aunt Zhang comforted her: "It's okay, the fever

subsided It's almost there, tomorrow will be fine."

"What if it's not good?" Jing Qi was worried, hesitated to speak, thought about it, and said to Aunt Zhang: "I'm thinking about one thing." Aunt Zhang

laughed at her "What's your idea, you little clever ghost?"

Jing Qi said in a low voice, "I want to call my sister."

"Sister?" Aunt Zhang responded, "Oh, is it Miss Zhou?"

Jing Qi nodded.

These few days, Jingsi is not at home, and Jingqi is playing alone when she comes home.

While playing, Jing Qi accidentally found a business card on the table, which was placed on the table by Jing Si before.

Looking at the name "Zhou Qingci" on the business card, Jing Qi kept an eye out and saved her mobile phone number in the calling watch she just bought.

She wanted to make this call several times, but she was still afraid, so she didn't make it.

Today, I finally came up with this idea, so I came to discuss it with Aunt Zhang.

Hearing what she said, Aunt Zhang was in trouble for a while.

"It's better not to call, what if I disturb others?" Aunt Zhang knew that they had no contact with each other, and it would be embarrassing to call.

But Jing Qi didn't think so, "I think my sister will come to see my mother, as long as Zhang Ma cooperates with me."

Aunt Zhang still denied, "Little boy, you have too many tricks, Miss Jing knows that I will accommodate you. I'm afraid they are going to blame me."

"No! I guarantee that my mother will be very happy to see my sister, and her illness will be cured faster!"

This... This is true.

Aunt Zhang hesitated, thought for a while, and responded: "Then you can make a

phone call and ask."

Jing Qi nodded fiercely, and then said: "When I call, I tell you that you are not at home. If she If you really want to come, you really won't be at home, okay?"

"Chick!" Aunt Zhang gave Jing Qi a hard slap on the face, "You little boy!" She

was more thoughtful than an adult.

Anyway, finally Jing Qi called.

She still secretly ran to her bedroom to make a call, not knowing what she would say to Zhou Qingci.

In the bedroom.

Jing Qi sat on her little pink bed, and took out the address book in the watch.

She has long been familiar with Zhou Qingci's phone number.

It is also very refreshing when dialing.

The phone beeped a few times, and it was connected over there:

"Hello, how are you?" To Zhou Qingci, this was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello!" Jing Qi took a deep breath: "Sister Zhou!"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, with an uncertain tone: "Qi Qi?"

"Hmm! It's me!" Jing Qi was so happy The little feet turned up slightly, and then said with a suppressed voice: "Sister, I miss you so much."

As soon as I came, I said I missed you.

Zhou Qingci's originally vigilant heart also softened.

After all, they are children.

"Well, I miss you a lot too. Why do you have my phone?"

"I saw it on the card on the coffee table."

"Oh, so." Zhou Qingci pondered for two seconds, "How are you doing lately?" "

"That's it." Jing Qi pursed her lips and probed in a low voice: "Sister, are you free today?"

Zhou Qingci's tone froze for a moment: "What's wrong?" "

That's right, Mom is sick. I've been lying in bed for two or three days."

It was obviously one day, but she wanted to say it was two or three days, which would be alarmist.

"Two or three days? Where's Aunt Zhang?"

"She's gone back to her hometown."

"Where's your godmother?"

"Godmother came yesterday, but I can't get through the phone today."

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Qingci fell silent.

After a while, he said again: "What symptoms does she have?"

"I have a fever."

"Didn't you see a doctor?"

"Look, the doctor gave her medicine, but it didn't work. I called her just now, but she didn't respond to me. She kept sleeping and sleeping, and her whole body was very hot. Sister, do you think my mother will have a fever? Are you out of your mind?"

As she spoke, Jing Qi actually started to choke and shed tears, her voice was soft, and when she cried, it was unbearable.

Through the phone call, Zhou Qingci's heart suddenly twitched.

"Don't cry."

"Sister, will you come? I'm so scared..." "

I won't come, I'll call a doctor for you."

Jing Qi began to cry, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo You want to come. I need you, I haven't seen you for a year, I miss you so much, can you come?"

To be honest, Zhou Qingci nodded.

But I really can't hear Jing Qi crying, besides, at this time, human life is at stake, and the children's description is also quite scary, who knows what Jing Si will look like after being burned.

I'm afraid I'm not really burned into a fool.

"Go to the refrigerator and take out the ice cubes, wrap them in a towel, and apply ice to her." "

What about you?" Jing Qi sobbed softly, "You want to come, okay?"

A sigh came from the phone .

"Okay, I'll come."!