(Girls' Literature)

Chapter 172: Xiang Xiaoyu died

Early the next morning, the telephone in the living room of the Ji family compound rang urgently, ringing again and again, the housekeeper heard the sound from a distance, afraid of waking up Mr. and others, ran all the way, and when the bell rang for the fifth time, he rushed into the house and grabbed the phone: "Hey, hello, Ji family compound." ”

"This is the People's Hospital of L Province, please ask Mr. Ji to answer the phone. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ji is inconvenient to answer the phone now, I am the housekeeper at home, if there is anything, I can convey it. The housekeeper was kind, thinking that Mr. and the others had tossed for most of the night last night before coming back, and wanted them to sleep a little longer.

"Please immediately inform Mr. Ji's family to come to the hospital, Lian Xiaocui unfortunately passed away last night. "When the housekeeper heard this, he was like five thunderbolts, and he came back last night and said that it was okay, how could he say that it was gone?

He hung up the phone and ran to Ji Yanxin's bedroom in a panic, Yang Zhijian came out of the guest room, stopped him, and asked, "Butler, why are you so panicked?"

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, and thought: Mr. Yang is Mr.'s buddy, he has lived in the Ji family for some time, and such a big event has happened, sooner or later, he must know, there is nothing to hide!

"Mr. Yang, I just received a call from the hospital, young grandma, she ......" Yang Zhijian raised his throat and asked, "What's wrong with young grandma?"

"Young grandmother, she died last night...... housekeeper was sad: "I, didn't I rush to inform Mr. and Young Master!"

"Hurry, hurry up, this matter can't be delayed!" Yang Zhijian stepped out of the way, looked at the back of the housekeeper hurrying quickly, and muttered: "Didn't you say that it was rescue......d? No, I'm afraid that there will be many dreams at night, so I have to quickly take Lang Ying out of this place......"

The sound of hurried footsteps startled Yang Zhijian, he looked up, Ji Yanxin walked through the corridor neatly dressed, pushed open the wedding room that was still labeled with the big red word 'Xi', and pulled the door with a 'bang', shouting: "Housekeeper, where is the young master?"

"Young Master...... The young master ......, "The housekeeper was so stumped that he couldn't answer for a while."

"Look in the room. "Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Ji Yanxin naturally knows that the pillar hates Xiaocui to a certain extent, even if she is not in the house, he will never enter easily.

Probably, everyone is more or less afraid of seeing things and hurting complexes.

Yang Zhijian's face was confused, he watched Ji Yanxin go downstairs, and said, "Big brother, I'll call Lang Ying up!"

"You know everything, Lang Ying is still young, don't let her get involved in this kind of thing, let her sleep for a while!" Ji Yanxin's face was calm, he took the last step down the stairs, and pulled the corners of his clothes: "You stay at home with Lang Ying, don't tell her what happened, it's not good to scare her!"

"Big brother, I'm ......" Yang Zhijian wanted to speak and stopped, the matter had come to this point, he really didn't know what to say, what was the use of saying more words of apology and self-blame? People cannot be resurrected after death, and there is no room for recovery.

"Brother, don't think too much, this is an accident, you can't blame Lang Ying, you must not have any psychological burden!" Ji Yanxin patted Yang Zhijian's shoulder, his gaze calm: "For so many years, how many of us brothers have not experienced anything? People will eventually die, when will they leave this world, that is fate, no one can control it!"

"Dad...... How could it be ......" Zhu Zi stood in the living room in pajamas, pulling on slippers, rubbing his eyes, interrupting the conversation between Ji Yanxin and Yang Zhijian.

"I'll go see Lang Ying!" Yang Zhijian was relieved, took a step, and hurriedly walked away, he really didn't have the courage to continue talking to Ji Yanxin.

Thinking back to the bits and pieces of their acquaintance so far, Yang Zhijian found that from beginning to end, he owed Ji Yanxin and his son. Back then, he took Juan'er and Zhuzi away, and separated Ji Yanxin's wife, and finally the family of three was not reunited, and had to bear the pain of the destruction of the family;

Since the accident last night, Yang Zhijian has always been thinking about a question: whether the eight characters of his Yang family are compatible with the eight characters of the Ji family, which is destined to be unclear in this life!

"Zhuzi, what are you still doing in a daze? hurry up and wash and change clothes, let's go to the hospital together!" Ji Yanxin stared at the pillar, and couldn't hide his pity in his eyes.

"Okay, how can you say that she will leave?, actually, I hope she can live well!" the pillar muttered, looking gloomy, and returned to the room.

Tie Dan walked out of the bedroom, just as Ji Yankun helped Qi Yun out, and after greeting each other, he helped Qi Yun to the living room.

"Everyone's morning, didn't you sleep last night, right?" Ji Yanxin greeted everyone, and after Qi Yun sat on the sofa, he continued: "Ah Kun, you accompany everyone at home, Zhang Luo ate breakfast, and I will go out with Zhuzi!"

"Big brother, where are you going early in the morning?" Ji Yankun looked at Ji Yanxin worriedly, but he couldn't catch any information from his face.

"I went to the hospital with Zhuzi, and the hospital is not a good place, and it is not good if there are more people. Regarding Xiaocui's death, Ji Yanxin plans to deal with it in a low-key manner, the Ji family has a reputation in L Province, and the slightest disturbance will be used by people with a heart.

"Dad, I'm ready. By the way, do you want to instruct the housekeeper to prepare funeral supplies? Do you want to bring Xiao Cui's grandfather?" The pillar's sudden words made everyone's eyes widen in shock, and Ji Yankun asked, "Pillar, who do you say to do the funeral?"

Zhuzi looked at Ji Yanxin with an ignorant expression, and called softly: "Dad......"

"Since the pillars have been said, let's tell everyone the truth, Xiaocui left in the middle of the night last night, ......" Ji Yanxin glanced at everyone: "I thought, holding a simple ceremony in the funeral home, the family will be free, Lang Ying is still young, don't tell her the truth, save her from carrying a heavy burden at a young age!"

"Big brother, I agree!" At any time, Ji Yankun unconditionally supported Ji Yanxin, for them, life and death have long been looked down upon, and the so-called ceremony, once the person is gone, nothing can be represented.

For more than 20 years, several brothers who were born and died together were buried in the scenery, and the situation forced them, and some brothers even had violent corpses in the wilderness, and they couldn't even find their corpses.

How could Ji Yanxin have a beautiful funeral for a woman who misbehaved and stirred up the family, in this life, no one in his life can enjoy such treatment except Juan'er.

"Ah Xin, just do whatever you want, everyone is dead, what else do you want to do with those pomp and circumstance!" Through the conversation with Ji Yankun last night, the regret in Qi Yun's heart has been relieved.

Tie Dan said: "Brother Xin, I'll go with you, right? At such a time, you can't leave people around the pillar!"

"It's okay!" Ji Yanxin looked at the passage leading to the guest room and said, "Let's go." Ah Kun, you remember to tell your subordinates not to discuss this matter at home, if anyone dares to let Lang Ying know, they will never be spared!"

"Big brother, don't worry, I'll order it immediately!" Ji Yankun watched Ji Yanxin and the others go out, retracted his gaze, and looked around: "Hey, why didn't you see Yang Zhijian?"

Yang Zhijian walked out of the passage and said, "I just went to see Lang Ying, alas...... This girl is to blame for my incompetence as a father and for not disciplining her well......"

"Since the eldest brother said that it was an accident, why do you blame Lang Ying? She is just a child, if Xiao Cui doesn't be ruthless to her, how can such an accident happen?" Ji Yankun glanced at Yang Zhijian: "Lang Ying has a shocking bruise on her neck, don't you feel distressed when you see it? You can't bear to blame her! The eldest brother can instruct Xiao Cui's matter, no one is allowed to reveal half a word to Lang Ying, if you are really good for your own daughter, let her quickly forget about last night!"

Ji Yankun's words made Yang Zhijian speechless, and he paused for a while before he replied embarrassedly: "Brother Kun has taught me a great lesson, but I was too failed and not thoughtful...... It's just that it's two lives, and I ...... in my heart."

"Yang Zhijian, are you fucking behind your ears, or you can't understand people?" Ji Yankun was furious, many years ago, he didn't have a good impression of Yang Zhijian, and now he feels that he is cheap and annoying in his bones.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry ......" Yang Zhijian apologized again and again, Ji Yankun was angry, and scolded: "His grandmother's, he made himself like a bodhisattva, don't fucking forget what kind of person you are, what have you done all those years, you don't know how much blood you have on your hands!"

"Ah Kun, why did you start talking nonsense?" Qi Yun grabbed Ji Yankun, and his face sank.

Ji Yankun glanced at Qi Yun whimsily, and snorted coldly: "I just can't get used to seeing some people who are yin and yang! I have always been good, but when something happened, it became this kind of tone, and I made people so bad that they couldn't be people, and they didn't blame him, and they didn't blame him;

"Okay, early in the morning, don't be crazy with this, are you going to starve my old guy to death?" Qi Yun played a round, and Ji Yankun immediately replied: "Mr. Slack, I'll serve you breakfast!"

"No need, you better help me to the dining room to eat!" Qi Yun slowly stood up with Ji Yankun's support, and glanced at Yang Zhijian meaningfully, Yang Zhijian looked away from him with interest.

When Ji Yankun and Qi Yun's figures disappeared from sight, Yang Zhijian took three steps and two steps, jumped into the bedroom where he lived, and locked the door.

Lighting a cigarette and leaning on the head of the bed, Yang Zhijian fell into deep thought, and his sixth sense told him that Xiaocui's death was not so simple, and perhaps, she did not die normally, but someone contributed to it and did it deliberately.

Yang Zhijian thought to himself: Is Xiao Cui's death good or bad for me and Lang Ying, should I stay here, or should I take Lang Ying away? If I am not wrong, Xiao Cui suddenly died in Huangquan, and Ji Yanxin has nothing to do with it, and it is a fact that he returned to the Ji family compound with us and never left again; however, Xia Jinzhong did not return to the Ji family compound, he has time to commit the crime, and besides, who is Ji Yanxin, if he wants to die alone, how can he need to do it himself? This kind of thing, even if it is a brother close to him, it is impossible to get involved......