Noisy or lively, Zhang Mingyao and Zhang Mingrui can't tell the difference. Although the villa at home is big, it can't accommodate so many people coming and going in the morning, eating and chatting, and walking to visit. The sister and brother glanced at each other and smiled tiredly and weakly.

Zhang Mingyao: "Your hairstyle..."

Zhang Mingrui's handsome face is as fair and angular, and his hair is like a chicken nest because of hairspray. He grabbed his hair, and the embarrassment that clutched his hair for a moment seemed to have forgotten his sadness.

Zhang Mingyao: "Go take a shower, blow your hair and come down again." The funeral home, someone is talking about it. ”

Zhang Mingrui stopped all movements, and felt like he was being hit into the abyss by his sister's words. He looked at his sister and regained his calm face.

"You, I never understood. Is it because of the will? Or did she help you? You've changed a lot. ”

"Are you going to talk to me about this in the morning when you haven't woken up?"

Zhang Mingrui looked at his sister steadily, waiting for her answer. Zhang Mingyao stretched out his hand and crossed his waist, smiling helplessly: "It's you who ran away from home and didn't contact your family for six or seven years." My father had a stroke, they divorced, I went through all of this. You just shed a few tears after your father's death. What, that qualifies you to accuse me? ”

Zhang Mingrui was uneasy for a while and went upstairs. The second aunt next to her had been standing not far from the two of them and listening to this conversation. The second aunt took a glass of milk and handed it to Zhang Mingyao's hand. Zhang Mingyao pushed the cup into the second aunt's arms with her hand, and the milk spilled out.

Second aunt: "Ah, how did you do it?" ”

The second aunt walked to the dining table not far away and took a tissue, and immediately squatted down to wipe the milk on the ground, muttering while wiping: "It's all a family, what are you arguing about..."

Zhang Mingyao left impatiently, and when the second aunt looked up, she was already in the middle of the building.

Second aunt: "Is this how you get along with your elders?" If your dad is here, how dare you..."

Zhang Mingyao turned her head and glared at her second aunt, with a serious face: "What are you guarding my house for?" Everyone knows it. ”

Some scattered relatives around slowly gathered over and looked at Zhang Mingyao.

"All of Dad's inheritance has been distributed, and it's useless for you here! I used to cling to my father, and I attached to him like a bloodsucking worm to suck blood. Now that he's gone, his posture is too ugly. Say it clearly, and you'd better know it in your hearts. ”

The uncle smashed the cup in his hand violently, and was about to speak, when he hiccuped, suppressed his embarrassment and glared at Zhang Mingyao.

"You little girl, women can only kneel and cry in the mourning hall, who can show off their power here?"

Zhang Mingyao ignored it, looking at the black Mercedes-Benz cars at the front door, she knew that it was the lawyer who came.

Everyone was gathered in a hall, and the lawyer was preparing things and waiting for someone.

Zhang Mingrui lowered his head and whispered to Zhang Mingyao: "It seems that you brought a horn this morning." ”

Zhang Mingyao motioned to his younger brother not to speak. The second aunt anxiously looked at the watch in her hand; "When is the fourth child coming?"

Lawyer Zhuo answered a phone call, walked in calmly, and nodded to Zhang Mingyao to indicate that it was time to start.

Lawyer Zhuo entered a two-digit password on the safe, Zhang Mingyao stepped forward and entered two digits, and Lawyer Zhuo entered two more digits. A "beep--" was heard, and the safe opened.

Second aunt: "Hey, why do you have four numbers?" ”

Lawyer Zhuo: "Mrs. Zhang just now..."

Zhang Mingyao took over; "My mom called to tell him."