Xu Jiheng stood in front of the hall, even now, he still has a sense of unreality, he didn't dare to look at the four coffins, big and small, it seemed that it was some terrible curse, a glance would make him unable to escape again, and he was in pain.

Mrs. Zhou was still lying on the hospital bed, she didn't want to see anyone, whether it was him or Master Zhou, they were all turned away by Mrs. Zhou, and the servants who stayed in the room to serve did not dare to wear white cloth clothes, for fear of making Mrs. Zhou collapse again.

Xu Jiheng is like a wooden man, he has collected all his emotions, there is no sadness and sadness, there is no expression all day, and he has not shed tears since he knew about it.

At home, or in Qianzhuang, there are many things that need to be dealt with, Xu Jiheng almost didn't let Master Zhou be distracted to deal with it, he said that he would support this family, so he really used up all his energy. He stretched himself so tightly that he hardly allowed himself a moment to spare, and he didn't even sleep much, as if there was something in his dreams that he couldn't avoid.

This suppressed state made the subordinates look worried and anxious, but they didn't dare to say more, Xu Jiheng seemed to be a completely changed person, and Young Master Xu, who always treated people and things with a bit of affinity in the past, seemed to be able to come back.

Master Zhou either waited at the door of Mrs. Zhou every day, or sat in front of the lobby, bent his back in a daze all day, and his shoulders seemed to be weighing thousands of pounds all the time, as if he could no longer straighten up.

The entire Zhou family was dull, and they could no longer see the generous and open-minded Young Master Zhou walking in the garden with his wife, and they could no longer hear the milky endorsement of the little young master's milky voice, and the eldest lady tried her best to pester Xu Jiheng all day long, just so that he could hug herself more.

I can't believe that they are dying like this, and the living people don't seem to have a trace of life.

Mrs. Zhou never left her house again, she was either silent all day long, or she talked to herself from time to time, and her face, which had been properly maintained before, was full of wrinkles, and she looked much older than her peers.

On the day of the burial, Mrs. Zhou seemed to feel something, she pulled down the bed curtains, and asked the servants to cover the windows with gray cloth, as long as she saw a glimmer of light, Mrs. Zhou would become restless, she hid herself in the quilt, as if in this way others could not see her, could not find her,

Many people came to attend the funeral, they didn't know each other, they were familiar and strange, everyone would sigh when they looked at Master Zhou and Xu Jiheng, and some would pat them on the shoulder, as if they were terminally ill and about to die, and these people were giving them comfort and encouragement.

There is still no figure of Zhao Yu'an, they have not seen Zhao Yu'an and his family appear since the accident, and there has been no response to the letters sent in the past.

Xu Jiheng still had no expression, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, whether it was him or Master Zhou, they did look like people who were seriously ill, they stood silently, accepting everyone's gaze, without saying a word.

Mrs. Zhou is completely crazy, when she is in a better mood, she will accept someone to come to see her, and every doctor who comes to see the doctor needs to be extremely cautious, for fear that it will unconsciously trigger Mrs. Zhou's emotions, and then in exchange for a big outburst.

In the end, all the doctors sighed to Xu Jiheng and Master Zhou's doctors, and then shook their heads.

Mrs. Zhou can no longer recognize Master Zhou and Xu Jiheng, they sometimes accompany Mrs. Zhou to talk, most of the time Mrs. Zhou will suddenly get up from the bed, and then reach out to scratch Xu Jiheng or Master Zhou's face, she is subconsciously resisting the arrival of the two of them.

Later, Xu Jiheng would look at Mrs. Zhou twice when she was resting, to see if she had injured herself again today, to see if she slept well, and sometimes to talk to Mrs. Zhou by the door, big and small, he would say a few words to Mrs. Zhou.

After three months, Mrs. Zhou's legs and feet gradually began to swell, and she could no longer walk, or she did not want to walk at all, so she lay in bed for another half a year, and quietly left in the middle of the night.

She seemed to be better that day, and the next person said that Mrs. Zhou began to read the familiar name in her mouth as soon as she woke up, which was the first time in nearly a year, and they were so happy that they felt that this was about to get better, so they immediately told Master Zhou and Xu Jiheng about the situation. Everyone immediately asked Lang Zhong to come and see, and Lang Zhong also said that today's lady is in a good mental state, and if it is still like this in the next few days, then this disease may be able to find a cure.

The Zhou family needs a good thing to happen now, no matter how big or small.

Xu Jiheng and Master Zhou were by Mrs. Zhou's side all day, and Mrs. Zhou no longer had any reaction, even as if she couldn't see them, but for the two of them, this was already good, at least Mrs. Zhou no longer drove them away.

Mrs. Zhou had been reading something in a low voice, they listened carefully, and heard Mrs. Zhou shouting "Xuan'er, Ning'er", Master Zhou's eyes turned red in an instant, Xu Jiheng clenched the pillar on the side, but there was still not much expression on his face.

He was like he had no tears.

After reciting this a few times, Mrs. Zhou was silent again, and after a while, Mrs. Zhou suddenly laughed, she looked at a place, and said gently: "You little couples, don't make any more awkward noise, you can't quarrel, let others worry about it." ”

"Master, in the coming year, we will completely hand over the matter at hand to the juniors, let's go and take a look elsewhere, after all these years of hard work, there is no time to be idle."

Master Zhou couldn't hold on any longer, he grabbed Mrs. Zhou's hand and buried his head in her hand, as if choking.

Mrs. Zhou didn't look at him as if she was unconscious, still looking at somewhere behind them.

Xu Jiheng got up silently at that time and walked out.

In the evening, Xu Jiheng asked Mr. Zhou to rest first, in those days, Mr. Zhou kept coughing, drinking medicine all day long, and he was indeed tired after a day with him at the moment, before leaving, he gently combed Mrs. Zhou's somewhat messy hair, so that Xu Jiheng also hunched his back after resting earlier.

Mrs. Zhou sat at the head of the bed, her eyes empty, as if she was in a daze.

She didn't speak again, Xu Jiheng also sat silently, and Xu Jiheng didn't get up until someone came to urge him to sleep.

He looked at Mrs. Zhou and said softly, "Madam, Ji Heng went to rest first." ”

He turned around and wanted to leave, but Mrs. Zhou suddenly grabbed him and said softly: "Jiheng, good boy." ”

Xu Jiheng was stunned suddenly, looked at Mrs. Zhou who looked up at him, and his voice trembled a little: "... Madam? ”

Mrs. Zhou didn't let go of him, her eyes seemed to be clear, and she seemed to be dazed, she said: "I know that you really don't like to do business, so you will disperse the money in the future, don't think about holding on for us, if you are not happy, we will not be comfortable." ”

Xu Jiheng trembled, looked at Mrs. Zhou in disbelief, Mrs. Zhou let go of him after speaking, and fell asleep with his back to him, no matter how Xu Jiheng called, he didn't look back.

When Master Zhou woke up the next day and learned about it, he vomited a mouthful of blood, fell out of bed, and never woke up.

Fu Rusi turned his head, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, he didn't even dare to think about what Xu Yun's reaction would be now.

It was another funeral, Xu Jiheng was already thin, Xu Yun was shaking uncontrollably, he bit his lip so hard that he had even bit out blood.

When he was still living by Xu Jiheng's side as a little green snake, when his injury was about to heal, Xu Jiheng said to himself: "I was born with bad luck, and I don't know if you are lucky or unlucky when you meet me." ”

The Zhou family was buried in one place, Xu Jiheng didn't sleep for two consecutive days, he sat at the table, as if he was thinking.

Then he made a decision, he closed the Zhou family's money bank, and all the slaves of the Zhou Mansion were dismissed by him.

Uncle Zhou is the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion, the confidant of Master Zhou, and his son is also loyal to the Zhou Mansion wholeheartedly, Xu Jiheng gave him an extra sum of money, so that he could remember to go to the Zhou family every year to put incense on the pillars, Uncle Zhou refused, and Xu Jiheng finally insisted on giving him the money.

Uncle Zhou sighed and said, "This money old slave won't be used, what about you, Young Master Xu, will you come back?" ”

Xu Jiheng shook his head, he had already packed his things, as if he was ready to leave at any time, and he also handed over the title deed of the Zhou Mansion to Uncle Zhou, in an envelope, Uncle Zhou didn't know yet.

He ended up going to the cemetery.

He stood wordless in front of the tomb for a long time, saying nothing, and then he looked at the tombstones deeply and solemnly, and when he got up, a tear fell, and he turned away.

When Mr. and Mrs. Zhou were buried, he buried all the things they gave to him here.

He had kept everything he had to say in his heart, and he hadn't spoken much since the day they died, and no one would want to hear what he had to say.

They all slept together, and no one would disturb them easily, and he would be a passer-by, without whom no one would disturb their reunion.

Xu Jiheng doesn't know where he is going, he has been in this town since he was born, and he has never been to another place, the only thing he can remember is the place that Zhao Yu'an once told him, you don't have to go far, you can get there soon.

Xu Jiheng doesn't care where he goes, he can live anywhere, he can go anywhere, he is just alone.

He walked all the way forward, and was robbed of all the money on his body on the way, Xu Jiheng was hungry for two or three days, and walked to a town.

There was a tempting fragrance on the street, Xu Jiheng was walking on the street with his stomach covered, and when he passed by a steamed bun shop, someone stopped him, "Thin boy, I see that you are about to faint, how many days have you been hungry?" ”