Aunt Qing also asked Jian Yi not to worry about her, she was fine. She was still waiting to get perfectly well to help with the little one.

Jian Yi's eyes were moist, and he hugged the little guy over for Aunt Qing to see, and asked her to go with them today. Aunt Qing refused, saying that she would wait until her health got better before going over. And let them not have to let their aunt stay here anymore, she can take care of herself.

Jian Yi and Song Wei and the father and daughter were not usually very good, and they all relied on the old lady to maintain them. I'm afraid it's a stranger now.

Aunt Qing sighed in her heart, but in the end she still said, "Ah Yi, go see your father. He's not having a good time."

Jian Yi naturally knew Aunt Qing's intentions, and said softly, "You take care of your illness, and you don't care about other things."

Aunt Qing was silent, shook her hand, and finally let her go. The old lady left in such a hurry because Song Weihe couldn't take care of her, and even she was resentful, let alone Jian Yi.

Jian Yi talked with Aunt Qing in the room for a while, and then went outside. Song Weihe had already gotten up and was sitting in the living room.

After Jian Yi went out, Zhu Hong looked at her with affection and said, "Ah Yi come and sit ......."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Jian Yi, who said indifferently that she didn't need to, and then asked, "When are you leaving?"

People said that they didn't stretch out their hands and didn't hit their smiling faces, but as soon as she said this, Zhu Hong couldn't help but be stunned. Then he came back to his senses, squeezed out a smile, and said, "It's not that we don't leave, it's that your dad has been bad these days, and when he gets better, we'll go back, and we can't leave the family behind." Yi, I know you're blaming us, but neither your father nor I thought of it......

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Jian Yi, a touch of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her lips, a pair of cold eyes looked at Zhu Hong, and said coldly, "Is it really because you can't leave because of illness?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zhu Hong's face could no longer be contained, and his face was pulled down, and he said, "Ah Yi, what do you mean by this? No matter how much you look down on us, you are also your father's daughter."

Jian Yi didn't speak, just looked at her coldly.

Zhu Hong couldn't resist a little, stopped talking nonsense, and said lightly: "You're right, we stayed, it's really not just for your father to recuperate."

As soon as she said this, even Song Weihe couldn't help but look up at her, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Jian Yi was very calm, and the expression on his face didn't even change for a minute, waiting for Zhu Hong's next words.

She made Zhu Hong's heart panic and uneasy, but she was quickly pressed back and said, "The old lady has already gone, and we have to explain clearly what happened behind us."

Jian Yi had already guessed what she meant, and the sarcasm on her face was even worse, and she said, "Say what?"

She was clearly pretending to be stupid, Zhu Hong choked, she didn't want to tear her face, but then she simply let it go and said, "There is always something left behind the old lady, you are a granddaughter, your brother is a grandson, you plan to monopolize it?"

The more she talked, the angrier she became.

Although Jian Yi ate at night, he still didn't have much strength in his body. She sneered, sat down on the sofa, and asked directly, "What do you want to share?"

Although she said this to Zhu Hong, she looked at Song Weihe.

Song Weihe knew that his wife was staying behind to fight this idea, and immediately said, "Don't make trouble, mom, she ......"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhu Hong, and she scolded, "Who am I doing this for? If you're a little bit of a use, I'll need to put this face open?"

She was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, openly and secretly accusing Jian Yi of hiding the old lady's property.

Jian Yi didn't speak, just looked at her coldly and complained with a handful of snot and tears.

Zhu Hong cried for a long time and no one paid attention to her, so she had to wipe the tears on her face, looked at Jian Yi and said, "This house was left by the old lady, right? We don't want anything else, this house is the ancestral home of the Song family, and it has to be left to your younger brother. The old lady didn't say anything before leaving, but she must have thought so in her heart."

Her face was a little too big, and she actually hit the idea on this house.

Jian Yi laughed angrily

got up and said, "Is this house left by my grandmother, don't you ask my father to find out?"

Zhu Hong snorted coldly and said, "Your father said that he sold it, but if it was really sold, how could you live back again." Who knows what tricks you're playing behind your back?"

She had been thinking about this house for a long time. Song Weihe has explained several times, but he did not say that he sold it because of himself. only said that after the old man passed away, the family could not make ends meet, so the old house had to be sold.

But even after explaining many times, Zhu Hong didn't believe it. She thought about this house in her heart, and only wished that she would live in it too.

"My father knows best if I'm playing tricks or not, so you'd better ask her." As she spoke, she stood up, a mockery on her lips, and said, "You are married to my father, and if you have come for this, you can only say that you have lost your eyes. Even if Grandma left something, how can you ask for it?"

She gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Why is grandma sick, you don't know in your heart? Where did you come from to dare to stand here and ask for something?"

The look on her face was sad and indifferent, and her dark eyes seemed to shoot through people. Zhu Hong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word under her sight.

Jian Yi didn't speak again, got up and walked outside. If it was in the past, she would definitely stop it, endless entanglement, but today, she didn't dare to catch up.

The old lady's illness is not due to her old age and weak health. But on the second day in the countryside, he fell into the water because no one took care of him, and then he caught a cold and had a fever. She thought that as long as she covered it up, Jian Yi would not know about it, but who knew that she actually knew.

It was already dark outside, and when Jian Yi walked out of the house, tears fell. She didn't want Zhou Qi to get involved in these messy things, so she let him wait outside early.

When he saw her come out, he immediately stepped forward with the little one in his arms.

Jian Yi squeezed out a smile, touched the little guy's hand, and said, "Let's go."

In the end, her heart was still painful, and her eyes were so swollen that she closed her eyes when she was in the car. It was quiet in the car, and the child was already sleepy when he came out, and now he was lying in his mother's arms and closed his eyes.

Jian Yi suppressed her churning emotions and said to Zhou Qi, who looked worried in front of her, "Let them leave tomorrow, from now on, I will never have a father again."

Her tone was cold, and she stopped talking and closed her eyes.

Zhou Qi wanted to reach out and touch her, but she was in the back seat and finally said yes.