When Shen Fanyin knew that Qi Jin was dead, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Not everyone forgot to tell her, but after she came home from the Ninth Hospital, she fell into bed and fell asleep until this point, with 99+ small red labels hanging on various apps on her mobile phone.

The incident was told to her by Jing Zeheng, he came back at noon, cooked a bowl of noodles for Shen Fanyin, and waited until she finished eating before talking about it.

Shen Fanyin held the glass with both hands, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

Of course, Qi Jin didn't tell her what the secret was, and she took it with her and passed away.

Shen Fanyin estimated that she would never be able to tell herself the truth in her dreams.

Is this person afraid that he won't grind his teeth with hatred when he thinks of her?

Shen Fanyin had a headache, and after taking a sip of saliva, he met Jing Zeheng's worried gaze.

His gentle eyes made her heart tremble slightly.

Shen Fanyin cleared her throat a little awkwardly and asked casually, "How did she die?"

She had seen the ward where Qi Jin lived, and if she wanted to die there, it was really harder than living.

Jing Zeheng frowned and didn't answer.

Qi Jin died last night, and she swallowed the porcelain spoon she used to eat.

No one could imagine the pain, but Qi Jin was stunned and didn't make a sound at all, until two hours later, when the nurse went to deliver her medicine, she found the body that had been cold.

In this meeting, Jing Zeheng didn't want Shen Fanyin to know.

"Brother?"

Shen Fanyin was puzzled for a moment and understood: "It's miserable?"

"Hmm." Jing Zeheng nodded, "Don't ask, save yourself from nightmares."

Shen Fanyin has never had the curiosity that shouldn't be, she just feels annoyed, very annoying.

Jing Zeheng didn't know what Shen Fanyin was thinking in just a few minutes, he only saw her expression change, surprise mixed with regret, and then his brows furrowed.

He comforted: "Many injustices, Qi Jin stirred up the wind and rain, and there were two attempted murders, even if he didn't die, he would have to spend the rest of his life in prison."

He looked at Shen Fanyin with a little helplessness in his eyes.

In the end, it's a girl, soft-hearted.

His big hand fell on top of her head: "Her death has nothing to do with you, don't be a burden."

Shen Fanyin's eyes flashed: "I said I just regretted that I didn't throw a toad into her lunch box yesterday, do you believe it?"

Jing Zeheng's hand froze on top of Shen Fanyin's head.

That's ...... Reasonable.

Jing Zeheng felt that he should look at Shen Fanyin a little, although the lunch box was gone, there was still an urn.

The toad is poisonous, and it can't be used to go to the hospital for this.

Of course, Shen Fanyin couldn't really throw a toad into Qi Jin's urn, and before she could recover her senses, Ms. Shen's phone call came after her.

Ms. Shen started from her grandmother's physical condition, and transitioned to Shen Fanyin's recent jumping, and finally ended with asking her to move back to Jingyuan quickly, and hung up the phone without waiting for Shen Fanyin to agree.

From beginning to end, Shen Fanyin only inserted three sentences in total.

Holding her phone, she was a little confused.

Was she stupid in a fall? Why can't you speak flexibly?

When she didn't ease up again, Jing Yao came directly to the door.

With the doting smile unique to the old father, he didn't urge her like Shen Xin, but only said, "It's okay, Yinyin, if you're tired, sleep again, I'll wait for you."

looks like he won't leave if he doesn't bring her home today.

Shen Fanyin smacked his tongue.

She can see that as long as her grandmother is not at home, they will definitely coax her to go back to Jing's house to live.

And they didn't take her too thoroughly - if it was Shen Xin who came to pick her up, then she could still understand the reason and seriously express her need to survive independently. But it was Jing Yao, Uncle Jing, who always looked at her with a doting smile.

Shen Fanyin was helpless, closed the suitcase he had just opened, and casually put on a coat in his nightdress and walked out of the bedroom.

Anyway, just go out of the door

When she got in the car and got out of the car, she didn't care that outsiders would see her sloppy virtue.

Jing Yao smiled, took the suitcase, and took his daughter home with high spirits.

The courtyard of the Jing family seems to be never short of sunshine, the yard does not know when to transplant an acacia tree, this is the flowering period, clusters of crimson fluffy flowers like small fans stop on the branches, the light fragrance of flowers drifts with the wind, but to the scorching summer day to add a touch of refreshment.

There are not many acacia trees in Ancheng, this one is still some time ago Jing Yao went on a business trip to the south, and he felt good when he passed by, and it took a lot of money to make the original owner cut his love.

Shen Fanyin squinted his eyes, looking at the flower, and a flash of spiritual light flashed through his mind.

Jing Yao knew that she was inspired when she looked like this, and couldn't help but lighten her steps, with a smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

It's worth it!

Jing Yao pondered, and when he turned around, he had to ask Uncle Wang to pay more attention to these flowers, and if he met the good ones, he would come home.

Now it's different from before, the two stinky boys in the family used to be the same, in the eyes of both of them, there is no difference between peony and iron tree, and everything planted is a waste.

But now, there is finally a little Jiaojiao at home who can understand his hard work.

Shen Fanyin looked at the fluttering acacia flowers and lost his mind.

Inspiration is always ethereal, flashing from time to time, and if you ignore it, you won't even know what you're missing.

She thought quietly, trying to catch the moment of inspiration. She looks at flowers, but not flowers.

"Shen Fanyin!"

The sudden angry shout frightened Shen Fanyin into a thrill, and the hand that touched the filigree shook, and the acacia flower that she touched shook away from the flower branch and drifted away with the breeze.

Suddenly, her mind went blank and her inspiration was gone, but she clearly saw what she wanted.

After settling down, Shen Fanyin turned his head to look at Jing Yao.

Jing Yao also frowned rarely, looked at Shen Fanyin distressedly, and coaxed in a low voice: "It's okay, Yinyin, let Uncle Wang build a shed here later, you take your time."

Shen Fanyin: "Uncle Jing, why don't you consider divorce, life is too short, why embarrass yourself."

Jing Yao: "......"

The corners of Jing Yao's mouth trembled, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Shen Xin came to Shen Fanyin from the front yard like a gust of wind, and looked at her dress, and her eyebrows trembled with anger.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Shen Fanyin: "Little Ancestor, you go out to comb your hair and run out in your pajamas, what do you want to do?"

Shen Fanyin looked down at the nightdress on his body, pulled his coat again, and laughed dryly: "Isn't this afraid that your old man will miss me too much, so he didn't want to freshen up, so he came directly."

Shen Xin was so angry that her chest rose and fell sharply, and she turned her head and glared at Jing Yao again: "She doesn't know, why don't you remind me?"

Jing Yao was also laughing, coaxing his wife with a good temper: "I'm also afraid that you miss Yinyin too much."

Shen Xin: "......"

She didn't have to think about it to know that one must be too lazy to change clothes, and the other was full of only remembering to take her daughter home, forgetting all other instructions.

Shen Xin, as a master of serving water, served a bowl of water very flat, and after one person gave a slap, he dragged Shen Fanyin upstairs from the stairs behind the kitchen.

"There are guests coming from the house, you should take a shower and change your clothes, and remember to fool your brother to come home from work at night, or ...... later."