And the moment he pressed his hand on the sink, he looked up at the bathroom window, where there was a burst of incense.

The first seven, the mourning, and what was he doing last night?

His fingertips turned white on the marble countertop, and he withdrew his hand from the sink, standing there straight, reaching out and pulling the curtain shut.

Darkness instantly returned to the bathroom.

In the middle of the night on this day, the lights were on everywhere the Zhang family went, but it was very cold and silent, and even when you stepped on the carpet, you could hear the sound of the soles of your shoes slightly collapsing into the carpet.

Shi Nian was awakened by a nightmare, she sat on the bed sweating profusely and looked around, and the sound of chanting outside came in bursts.

When the old man died, although the funeral had been completed, he had to chant the Buddha at home for 7 days.

Shi Nian couldn't tell whether she was woken up by the chanting sound or by the nightmare in her dream, she sat on the bed for a long time without moving, and kept slowing down her breathing.

I don't know how long it took, but her breathing was steady, and after it had calmed down, she got up from her bed and walked out of the bedroom, and when she reached the hall, she looked at another door in the distance, and saw that it was open.

Shi Nian, who was standing in the hall, was thinking, he wasn't in the room?

Shi Nian looked up at the time on the wall again, and found that it was already two o'clock in the morning, and he was not in the room at two o'clock in the morning, where would he go?

Shi Nian looked at the dark door, only to feel that the door was like a dark whirlpool, pulling her in.

She stood there for a long time, then walked out of the hall, and then, she walked in the empty corridor, she left from the north building, and then went to the ancestral hall, when she stood at the gate of the ancestral hall, she saw a figure standing in front of the futon, it was the willow ridge with drooping eyes.

Next to it was the sound of the monk's chanting, one after another, hovering back and forth on the roof of this huge and empty ancestral hall like a mantra.

Shi Nian looked at his frowning brows, only to feel that he looked like he was half trapped by something, although his face was calm, but when he looked closely, he found that it was so tense that it was blue.

In the middle of the night, he didn't rest in his room, how could he stand in the ancestral hall, what was wrong?

Shi Nian stood at the door and stared at this scene in the ancestral hall, but she didn't alarm anyone in the ancestral hall, but just quietly left from the door of the ancestral hall.

After Shi Nian returned to the North Building, she sat down in the hall again, and then she kept replaying the scene in her mind, she was thinking about a question, is the old man's death really just an ordinary sudden death from blood pressure?

Why was the news of death coming in the afternoon when he was fine that morning?

She thought of the scene in the ancestral hall just now, and it was obvious that Liu Ling's expression was a little remorseful.

Why did he repent? And it was two o'clock in the morning.

Could it be that his father's death had something to do with him?

Shi Nian has been thinking about this thing all the time.

In the end, Shi Nian waited until four o'clock in the morning to go to sleep, and Zhang Liuling returned to the north building at five o'clock in the morning to end the night, and when he arrived in the hall, his face had returned to normal, and he couldn't see any tension and blueness.

Mrs. Zhang has always been uneasy here, and the sudden death of the old man not only made her unacceptable, but also sad, she stayed in the room all day and did not go out.

The sound of chanting permeated the entire Zhang family all day long, so that the solemn sadness of the death of the family not only did not lose half a point because it had been buried, but gained more weight.

In those days, Zhang Qicheng's mood was no better than anyone else's, and he didn't go out much, either dealing with the follow-up of the funeral, or staying in the study, of course, he always had one thing in his heart.

Until now, he has not figured out the cause of the old man's sudden death, in his opinion, the old man's illness was completely stimulated, causing his blood pressure to soar and people couldn't bear it for a while, but what was there that day that made the old man have such a big mood swing?

The police came to investigate, but nothing was found, and even the doctor over there said that it should only happen because of your age.

He went too suddenly, and Mom's side should have been in a difficult state to accept these days, and she hasn't eaten much for several days."

When Xu Yunhe said this, she walked up to him and asked, "What happened that day? Although the old man's physical condition was not good in those days, it did not suddenly come to this point."

Zhang Qicheng said: "At that time, only Liu Ling was in the hospital, and no one was in the old man's room, and Liu Ling was outside to discuss the old man's operation."

"The nurse isn't there, is he?"

Zhang Qicheng said, "Yes, the nurse went to get the wheelchair." Zhang Qicheng looked at her face: "What's wrong? Do you think there's something wrong?"

"Could this be the ...... There's something in between, we don't know."

"Then you mean that something happened to the old man, and Liuling hid something from us?"

This is not a trivial matter, when Zhang Qicheng asked this, Xu Yunhe immediately said: "I don't mean this, Liu Ling shouldn't hide anything from us, it's just that the matter is too sudden, and it's really hard to accept it for a while, and I always feel strange in the middle."

Zhang Qicheng sighed and didn't answer Xu Yunhe, he was thinking about something silently.

"Could it be that the matter between Liu Ling and Shi Nian was ...... by the old man?"

Zhang Qicheng immediately denied it, saying, "This thing should be impossible, who dares the old man to know about this matter at this time? Liuling will not let the old man know about it."

Xu Yunhe's heart fell again, and she said in a low voice, "Yes."

The sound of chanting outside continued to come, and Zhang Qicheng's heart was even more uncalm, and he always felt that something was wrong about this matter, as if there was something important missing in the middle.

After Jiang Yue returned to Zhang's house yesterday, she stayed upstairs in the morning and didn't go out much, she stayed at home, and at noon, Zhang's family had dinner here, and the maid went upstairs to inform Jiang Yue to go downstairs to eat.

Zhang Jiawen was called away yesterday afternoon because of a phone call, so now she is staying alone in the room, in a place like Zhang's house, she doesn't dare to do anything special, and there is no small stove for her to open, so she hesitated for a few seconds under the notice of the maid and went downstairs.

When she went to the restaurant downstairs, Jiang Yue stood at the door and saw the people in the restaurant, and found that Zhang Jiawen's parents were sitting at the dining table, and of course, Mrs. Zhang.

When the people in the restaurant looked at her, Jiang Yue stood at the door of the restaurant and hesitated for a few seconds before walking in.

Mrs. Zhang didn't have much appetite, and when she saw her coming, she just faintly withdrew her gaze and looked at the dishes on the table.

Zhang Qicheng held chopsticks on the side and served his mother, Mrs. Zhang: "You can eat something appetizing."

Mrs. Zhang whispered, "Well, okay."

She picked up the chopsticks on the table, and when Jiang Yue was about to find a chair to sit down, Zhang Liuling walked in from outside the restaurant.