When Lin Wanjing returned home from Wanli Xing, the sky was already slightly bright, she held a box wrapped in black flannel, respectfully put it on the coffee table, and ordered the little servants to prepare sesame oil candles and various offerings. Her clothes were stained with the saltiness of the sea breeze, and there was a strong smell of tar, seeing that she looked haggard, Mo Zhidong didn't want to ask much, and arranged for the girls to boil water and bathe her, and she had no intention of sleeping again, so she changed her clothes and sat in the pavilion outside the house, and it was time for breakfast in a blink of an eye.

The breakfast in the restaurant was just ready, but I heard the footsteps coming through the porch, and I knew just by listening to the high-profile high-heeled shoes that there was no one else except my aunt Tai Yourong. Since the death of the old man of the Lin family, several aunts and wives have rarely gotten together, especially the smallest room, almost not to the main house, today uninvited, since the person who came is not good, Mo Zhidong knew this, but still greeted her politely:

"It's really a coincidence, I just prepared breakfast, and the third sister will eat some together, right?"

Yourong glanced at the food that had been skipped by her, and rolled her eyes: "No, you can't eat these coarse foods." ”

Unceremoniously refused, Mo Zhidong couldn't answer at all, but he heard her voice again:

"Don't talk nonsense, let me ask the two rooms, the master is gone, how to divide the remaining property."

"Didn't the master confess when he was alive, just take the money, this house belongs to my late Jing."

"What about that little money, called Hanako?" You Rong didn't appreciate it, "The master was angry at that time, how can he count the angry words?" ”

"If you can't count the angry words, I still have a note here......"

"Your mother and daughter were present when the document was signed, who knows if this is the true meaning of the master, or the result of coercion and temptation by the two of you?"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count, what if it's up to you?"

"Deuce."

Lin Wanjing freshened up and stopped changing her clothes and came out, and when she heard the dispute between the two on the stairs, she was angry and said sharply:

"Divide and divide, and divide what? My father has only been there for a few days, and his bones are not cold, and you are here today to make trouble, which is really chilling. ”

Yourong knows that she can't fight Lin Wanjing, she has fought so many times before, all of them are defeated, and now seeing Lin Wanjing here, she has to fight quickly, so as not to have many dreams at night and regenerate:

"Is it useful to say this? People are gone. You just say, divide it evenly, okay? ”

"Nope." Lin Wanjing sternly refused, "This matter is non-negotiable, there is no need to waste time." ”

I didn't expect Lin Wanjing to give her face so much, and she couldn't help trembling angrily, pointing at Mo Zhidong and scolding:

"Look at what daughter you teach, there is no respect for the elders! I can see that your mother and daughter are going to join forces to bully us in the middle of the house, and I also gave birth to a son to the Lin family, and our family is handsome, and I can't allow you to criticize this person. I'm going to go to the grave of the old man and ask if there is such a truth in this world! The property is left to the daughter, not to the son! ”

It's okay not to mention her deceased father, but when she mentioned it, Lin Wanjing was even more angry:

"You have to ask, yes? Okay, then you don't have to bother to go to the grave, just ask here! ”

She opened the flannel wrapper on the coffee table, revealing a golden silk nanmu inlaid with red nanbao's longevity box: "You ask, my father is here, I want to hear what you ask." ”

"This ...... What do you mean? ”

"You ask me this question?" Lin Wanjing's eyes were slightly red, and she faintly burst into tears:

"The trouble you brought out yourselves, now you are hiding in this house and not saying a word. I know that when my father was dying, he asked me to avoid the coffin and be cremated directly, so I guess I can't bear to be humiliated like this today! ”

The firelight that rushed to the sky the night before was still vivid, and the indignant expressions in the firelight seemed to burn her and Wan Lixing together, so that the anger could be calmed.

In the chaos, no one listened to her at all, her voice was like a drop of water that melted into the turbulent sea, and before even a ripple could ripple, it was drowned out by the sound wave.

God knows what kind of grief she endured, took the torch and burned her father's coffin drenched with diesel and red paint, and with what kind of despair she used to argue with the villagers who had received her father's favor and now turned their faces to deny right and wrong.

On those white IOUs, the fiery red seal is like an iron in the legendary hell, forcing her, and there is nowhere to escape.

"You want this house, don't you?" Lin Wanjing smiled coldly, opened the cloth bag that A Ling was carrying, and took out a stack of IOUs printed with the seal of Wanli Xing: "Okay, take it, just take these IOUs together!" ”

"What are these, I don't know!"

"You don't know? What you signed yourself, you don't know? Lin Wanjing threw the IOU on the table,

"These IOUs all say that if Wanli Bank can't pay the money, he will use the residential land at No. 19 Jingshan Road to pay off the debt, don't you know?! Do you have to call all the villagers, sit in this hall, and then ask Yunrou's military aircraft department to come and identify the handwriting in person, so that you are willing to give up?! ”

Yourong's face was pale for a while, and then turned red, seeing that she didn't speak, Lin Wanjing turned back to Mo Zhidong and said:

"Mom, go and get the title deed, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and ink cinnabar."

Although Mo Zhidong didn't know what her daughter was going to do, she didn't insist much, turned around and went back to the back room, and after a while, she went to the things she asked for and came back, and put them on the coffee table one by one, but saw Lin Wanjing take a pen and write the party contract on the paper, stamped it with a private seal, and stuffed it in front of Yourong together with the house deed and the title deed:

"This is the title deed, don't you want it? Just take it! Not only the house at No. 19 Jingshan Road, but also Wanli Xing, the remaining fields of the Lin family, all of them! As long as you sign this paper contract, I will cut off the bad debt with the Lin family and the butt of bad debts you owe, and I will go back to my Yukuntai to be my young marshal's wife, heavily guarded, worry-free about food and clothing, and clean, why not. As for your ......"

Lin Wanjing paused deliberately, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a smile for unknown reasons: "I'll leave in a while, withdraw the soldiers outside, whether you can get out of this house or not, it depends on your creation." ”

The aunt who was still arrogant just now stared at the contract in Lin Wanjing's hand, which was something she had in mind, but now in front of her, it was like a talisman urging her life.

"Take it." Lin Wanjing approached her a little closer, her face gloomy, "I think you've had enough of me, right?" Sign it, everything in the Lin family is yours, and I will disappear immediately. I just want to know, if you sleep in this house, will you hear my father crying in the ancestral hall, the ancestors of my Lin family will not make you feel better. ”

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, she screamed, reached out and slapped the thing in Lin Wanjing's hand hard:

"I don't want it! You take it away! Get out of the way! ”

Her whole body trembled, and she took a few deep breaths before she said hatefully:

"Okay, you are amazing, you can keep this dilapidated house for yourself, your mother and daughter will hold this house and go to Huangquan Hell to reunite with your Lin family's ancestors!"

Saying this, she turned around and left, and just a few steps out, she was stopped by Lin Wanjing again:

"Wait. My mom said that she borrowed the ticket I bought for her to check, but what about the ticket? ”

Yourong's footsteps paused in place, and laughed wildly: "I sold it, the price is not bad!" ”

"You ......"

If it weren't for being pulled by Mo Zhidong, Lin Wanjing really wanted to rush up and slap her a few times to relieve her hatred.

"Aren't you very capable? It must not be difficult to get a few more tickets back. ”

Provocative like this, the figure left Lin Wanjing's sight gracefully.

Mo Zhidong felt that Lin Wanjing was holding her hand and couldn't help but force, knowing that her daughter was really annoyed, so she hurriedly comforted her:

"Forget it, Wanjing, forget it. It used to be a family, so there's no need to make a fuss like this......"

Sometimes, Lin Wanjing really has nothing to do with her, a bodhisattva-hearted mother, she really doesn't know how turbulent the situation is now, and she doesn't know how valuable these two tickets are - it was the last British passenger ferry to **, and I don't know when the next boat will come, let alone the shipping schedule and the war, which one will come first.

But right now, the tickets are all sold, and it must be impossible to recover them.

"Wanjing, Mom thought about it, in fact...... You don't have to go that far......

"I'll figure out a way to deal with the ferry ticket," Lin Wanjing interrupted her, "You just pack your luggage and don't think about what you have." ”

That being said, where to get a ticket right now, even one......