When I went home with Deng Yafang, Xiong Ruixue's side was turned upside down.

There is a quadrangle compound outside the second ring road of Jiangcheng, which is also the property of the Xiong family, after the scrap king bought it, it has undergone a modernization, but the Chinese style of the entire courtyard has not changed, and the furniture inside is also master-level antique furniture, if it is not for the modern household appliances inside, it will make people mistakenly think that they have traveled through time and space, Xiong Ruixue has been living here before he got married.

"Xiong Tingshan, are you entering my room again?" Xiong Ruixue's shouting voice came from the courtyard.

Xiong Tingshan is the old man of the scrap king and Yang Zhouxian, he looks very much like Yang Zhouxian, with white skin and big eyes, and he is as beautiful as a white and pure porcelain doll, but because he is an old man, he is very naughty to be spoiled by the scrap king.

"No, I didn't go." Xiong Tingshan hid behind Yang Zhouxian and confronted Xiong Ruixue loudly.

"You didn't enter my room, so why is there one less doll in my room?" Xiong Ruixue has a hobby of collecting dolls.

"I just didn't get in." Xiong Tingshan roared loudly.

Yang Zhouxian smiled and said, "Ruixue, are you mistaken......

"That set of dolls was brought back from England when I was studying abroad, and it was still there when I took care of my dad some time ago, but now it is gone, who in the whole family except him would dare to sneak into my room and move my things? A boy is actually interested in dolls......" Xiong Ruixue sneered: "Don't be a sissy when you grow up." ”

"I'm not a sissy, I'm not a sissy." Xiong Tingshan is a big ghost, and he seems to know that sissy is not a good word, and he hates this big sister who makes trouble for himself as soon as he comes to his house, so angry that he stomps his feet behind Yang Zhouxian.

The scrap king lying on the bed in the house clearly knows what is happening outside, his daughter has been an only daughter for more than 20 years, and she is spoiled by herself lawlessly, even if she talks to herself, she doesn't care about it at all, and now she is old, Xiong Ruixue has seen him extremely unpleasantly from the birth of this brother who is far apart, and often scolds him with a nose that is not a nose and eyes are not eyes, now think about what Yang Zhouxian once said, if he leaves this world early, will Xiong Ruixue take care of this younger brother?

"Okay, stop arguing, isn't it just a doll? Are you so old and still angry with a child? The scrap king lay in bed and reprimanded.

Xiong Ruixue stopped her mouth and glared at Yang Zhouxian, since her father married another wife and gave birth to a child, her status as an only daughter has plummeted, if it weren't for the fact that her mother forced her father to transfer two-thirds of her property to her name when her parents divorced, then she wouldn't be able to touch any of her father's property in the future...... Not to mention anything else, Yang Zhouxian is really a good pillow wind......

"Dad, why are you awake?" Xiong Ruixue no longer made a lot of noise like just now, but went into the house to find his father.

The scrap king saw that his daughter still listened to his words, and the anger in his heart was slightly reduced, although Xiong Ruixue said that he had a bad temper, but he was also really filial to himself, when he had a stroke and had surgery, she was with the bed all night long, and during the time when he was discharged from the hospital and recovered at home, he came from the city every day to see himself, and the children and grandchildren of the rich families around him, few of them were so sincere and filial, and the old man was sick and even wished that the old man would die early, so that he could inherit the property as soon as possible.

"Why are you arguing with your brother again...... It's such a big person, and it's like a child. The scrap king said dotingly.

"That's what I treasure!" Xiong Ruixue said coquettishly: "Dad, is your body better?" ”

"It's better...... "The stroke of the waste king was discovered early, and the operation was also successful, there was no hemiplegia or unfavorable speech, but the hands and feet were numb from time to time.

"Remember to take your medicine on time and let the revenge help you get out of bed and move every day." Xiong Ruixue touched her father's hand and felt a little cold on her fingertips.

"I know, I know......" The scrap king sighed, "Alas...... When I was sick this time, I couldn't listen to you quarreling with your brother, and when I died, your little mother was so young...... Your brother is so small......"

I don't know if the bear child is his younger brother, thinking of his mother's advice, Xiong Ruixue smiled again: "Put, I just want to restrain him, what kind of spoiled by you, who knows that as soon as I say that he is wrong, Zhou Xian will immediately protect him, the habitual son is like a murderer, Dad, our Xiong family is just a man like him." ”

"Do you really think so?" Scrap King is incredible.

"Of course......" Xiong Ruixue helped his father up and leaned against him.

"Dad, think about it, you only have a son in your fifties, and Yang Zhouxian is so young, if you are really gone, can Yang Zhouxian keep the loneliness? At that time, she will definitely not have the heart to take care of the child, and in the end, she will not ask me to take care of it. Xiong Ruixue analyzed.

Xiong Ruixue said that the heart of the waste product is on the road, Yang Zhouxian is already young, even if he has no stroke now, he will not have a few years to live, and when his son is still young, his property must be managed by Yang Zhouxian...... It's good that you're sensible.

The scrap king thought he should think about the will.

Yang Zhouxian listened to the conversation between the father and daughter through the door, and her face turned blue and white for a while.