James and Marilyn's funeral, which took place a week after the case. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Because neither James nor Marilyn had any other relatives alive except for their three children, according to the advice of Ness, the son of the Li family, who hurried home, the three siblings wanted to hold a simple and small-scale funeral. But on the day of the funeral, many Midwood residents, as well as teachers and students from Midwood College, were uninvited, making the scale of the funeral many times larger out of thin air.

At the end of the funeral, the Li family, including the vertical and horizontal, were all exhausted.

Seeing off the last guest, Ness pulled off his tie and sat down on the couch refusing to get up again.

He was a handsome young man in his early thirties, and his tall, sturdy figure made it clear to everyone who knew him that this was not a nerd who only knew how to do research at his desk. But the experience of the past week still made this sturdy young man full of exhaustion.

With Ness taking the lead, Lydia and Hannah sat down on the couch one after the other.

Only Zongheng did not join in this fun. The two lives of people made him understand that these three brothers and sisters must have something important to talk about. His current position in the home was awkward, and he was not fit to sit with them.

He went upstairs alone and returned to his study.

The Li family did not have a special guest room, and after Ness came back, Zongheng had to return the room to him, and hid in the study to sleep on the floor.

Regarding this matter, although Ness said that he could sleep in the study, neither Zongheng nor Lydia and Hannah sisters took his words seriously.

When he was bored, he randomly pulled a book from the bookshelf and read it. The book was about 300 pages long, and when I was in the early 200 pages, there was a knock on the door of the study.

There is no answer to the door. Having lived here for a week, I have already discovered the difference in this room. In order to allow James to concentrate on his work in this room, the doors, windows, and walls of the study have been thickened a lot, and they have been specially soundproofed. Unless someone outside knocks on the door, even if they shout at the door, only a slight buzz can be heard inside the door. In the same way, even if the people in the study shouted loudly, they could not be heard outside the door.

Ironically, Zongheng learns from Lydia that within a few years of the study's renovation, James had a hearing problem. For him, as long as he takes off his hearing aids, even sitting on a busy street is no different from sitting in a study with closed doors and windows. The huge amount of money spent on renovating the study room was all wasted.

Knowing this, as soon as he heard a knock at the door, he immediately put down his book, walked out from behind the large oak desk, walked to the door and opened it.

It was Lydia who knocked on the door. She squeezed out a smile and asked, "Can I go in and sit for a while?" ”

"Please come in." Vertical and horizontal moved half of his body out of the way for Lydia to come in, "This is your home, you have the right to go anywhere. ”

Lydia was stunned when she heard this, and said with a wry smile: "My family...... Soon it won't. ”

She seemed to be saying this to Zongheng, and she seemed to be talking to herself. Although Zongheng was surprised, he didn't know her intentions for a while, so he had to be silent.

The two sat down in the study, silence enveloping the room. After a while, maybe ten minutes, Lydia spoke, "Don't you ask me, what did the three of us talk about downstairs?" ”

Zongheng said: "When you want to speak, you will naturally tell me." ”

After a pause, he added, "Even if you don't talk about it, I guess it's nothing more than how to inherit the inheritance." Isn't it? ”

Lydia smiled wryly and nodded.

"Ness wants to sell the house." She said.

Zongheng didn't feel any surprises. For him, this kind of thing has nothing to do with his half a dime, and he doesn't care, so naturally he won't be surprised.

"Ness hated this place, and if it weren't for his parents, he wouldn't have come back at all. Now that they're dead, there's nothing left for Ness to worry about. And to maintain the house, there must be an annual expense, which he thinks is not cost-effective. So he suggested selling the house. The three of us brothers and sisters each took a sum of money to live our own lives. But Hannah disagreed. She felt that if she did this, the family would be completely dissolved. Lydia continued.

Zongheng knew that Lydia just wanted someone to talk to, and she didn't need to say much. He listened quietly until Lydia stopped, and then he slowly asked, "What about you?" What do you think about this? ”

Lydia held her head and said in an extremely painful tone, "I don't know. I do not know. ”

Zongheng got up silently, opened a bottle of whiskey on the bookshelf, poured most of the glass for Lydia, handed it to her, and said, "Drink some!" With a drink, you might know what you really want. ”

Lydia was stunned for a moment, but then took the glass. She lowered her head and stared at the wheat-scented amber in the glass, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, she suddenly took a large sip of wine from her glass.

Whisky is a strong distilled spirit made from grains such as barley, aged in oak barrels for many years, and blended into a strong distilled spirit of around 43 degrees. You will like the taste very much after drinking it. But if you don't drink a lot of alcohol, you often find it unbearable.

Lydia was clearly not a regular drinker—at least not with whiskey—and she poured so much in one sip that she couldn't taste the malt and oak flavors of whiskey except for the smell of alcohol. In order not to spit the wine on the ground, she swallowed so hard that she frowned. In the end, there was even some choking.

Zongheng walked up to her, stroked her back with his hand, and said, "Drink slowly, don't be in a hurry." ”

Lydia did not refuse to be appeased. She let her hand run up and down her back, and this movement seemed to give her the courage to continue to hold on. She took small sips of whiskey from her glass, and gradually she tasted some of the flavors. So much so that after drinking this cup, Lydia even gave her a cup.

Just as Lydia was halfway through her second glass of whiskey, there was another knock on the study door. It's just that the person who knocked on the door this time didn't wait for Zongheng to open the door, but twisted the lock and opened the door himself.

"Lydia, Jack is here again. Do you want to meet him? "Standing in the doorway was Ness.

The reason why Jack is said to be here "again" is because Jack, as a representative of the police and one of his relatives and friends, also came to the funeral. But at the funeral, he didn't say anything, except to lay a flower along with the others. After the funeral, he left with the others. It's just that I don't know what he came to the Li family again at this time.