But speculation is just speculation, Zhang Lan still said sincerely: "The gift money of 100,000 yuan is still too much, I will add WeChat to refund you." Or I'll give you the card back. ”

"No need, I was originally thanking you for what to do for me. I'm not in good health yet, and when I'm completely well, I'll take my daughter to visit. Li Yuan said on the phone.

In the end, until he hung up the phone, Zhang Lan didn't understand Li Yuan, and Zhang Lan's mother on the side looked at him and asked, "What do people say, what should I do with this money?" ”

"It's okay, I'll deal with it myself when I get back. Mom, don't care about the gifts of those people you don't know in the back friends, I only vacated the gifts of the relatives in front of me, and the neighborhood friends in the back look at those are, and I will copy them again. Zhang Lan opened the topic, took the pen and opened another gift book, and asked his mother to check the name before he copied it.

After Zhang Lan's mother rode the tram to the winery, Qin Yongjun asked Zhang Lan, who put away the account book and was about to go to the old mansion: "What to do with Li Yuan's 100,000 gift money?" You know people well, and they will come to visit you after a while. Will you be polite in the future? ”

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said, "First donate those who don't know who to buy the supplies, and Li Yuan's money will wait for her to visit her home." No, it was the same for her daughter. ”

"How much money are you going to donate?" Qin Yongjun asked.

"Let's get together 300,000 yuan, and let's discuss and discuss where to donate it." Zhang Lan said a number to Qin Yongjun.

When she arrived at the old house, Zhang Lan began to prune the vines outside the courtyard. The winery's flower beds have proven that it is impossible to gain experience by planting flowers and trees, but the moon flowers that climb the courtyard walls are the most suitable for viewing.

Zhang Lan was trimming the moon flowers on the courtyard wall, and saw someone walking towards him from a distance. When I got closer, I saw that it was my neighbor Aunt Zhao. Zhang Lan began to greet from afar: "Auntie, where are you going?" ”

"If I don't go there, I'm coming for you." Aunt Zhao replied with a smile on her face.

Zhang Lan led Aunt Zhao into the house, originally Zhang Lan thought that Aunt Zhao was coming to worship the Buddha, but after sitting down and chatting, she realized that Aunt Zhao came to see Zhang Lan to see the graveyard Yin Mansion.

The smile on Zhang Lan's face instantly faded a lot, and she said to Aunt Zhao who was sitting on the sofa: "Auntie, you have found the wrong person, I don't know how to look at the cemetery, there is a specialization in this art industry, you have to find someone who specializes in this." ”

Seeing the change in Zhang Lan's face, Aunt Zhao's smiling face also tightened a lot, and said curtly: "Didn't I think that fortune tellers would basically look at the Yin House?" So I'll come and ask you. ”

Zhang Lan couldn't cry or laugh a little after listening to Aunt Zhao's words, and sighed in her heart, which was originally a little angry, this can't be done. Then he said to Aunt Zhao: "Auntie, do you want to see the cemetery, is there something going on at home?" If it's safe, don't move this graveyard if you can. ”

"Hey, what can I do, there's nothing at home. This is not mainly because the children in the family think that the original ancestral grave is too far away, and it is inconvenient to sweep the grave or something. I thought about finding a place nearby, and if it was a hundred years later, it would be convenient for the children to go to the grave. Aunt Zhao waved her hand and explained.

Aunt Zhao's words made Zhang Lan sigh in her heart, but he would not agree to look at the cemetery. Not to mention anything else, he just got married yesterday, and today he came to the door to let him see the cemetery, Zhang Lan looked at the restrained smile on Aunt Zhao's face, and didn't know what to say. After saying a few words, he sent Aunt Zhao away.

At dinner in the evening, Zhang Lan mentioned that Aunt Zhao came to him to see the cemetery, and Zhang Lan's mother sighed and said, "It's not that your aunt doesn't know the situation of our family, and she can't help it." ”

"What's wrong? I haven't heard anything about Aunt Zhao's family. Zhang Lan was a little curious.

"You don't go out to talk to people every day, except for running outside and going to the house. Even if you burn incense and worship the Buddha, you won't say a few words to others. If you hadn't seen it, no one would have looked for you. Zhang Lan's mother began to nag about Zhang Lan's unkindness again.

"Mom, don't talk about this topic, don't worry if you don't communicate, I'm just this character. You still directly say what happened to Aunt Zhao's house. Zhang Lan hurriedly stopped her mother's topic and pulled back to the right path.

"Did you say that the child thinks that the graveyard is too far away and it is inconvenient to go to the grave, so she is going to find a nearby place to move the grave."

"That's right, that's what Aunt Zhao said when she came over."

"She told someone on the street a few days ago, but the graveyard was not for the grave, it was for herself." Zhang Lan's mother's words directly shocked Zhang Lan.

"I think Aunt Zhao is in good health, what are you doing in a hurry to find a grave for yourself?"

"Your Aunt Zhao was married for the second time at the time, and she brought a boy in front of her. That kid Zhang Lan, you probably have an impression, called Zhang Xiangdong. Zhang Lan's mother began to talk about what happened.

"Zhang Xiangdong was out of the circle in these ten miles and eight villages at that time, but he couldn't control people, so he couldn't make a difference. If you get anything, you have to call Aunt Zhao to clean up the mess in the back. Until he went out to fight with others, everyone else was pretending there. He went up with a knife and killed people. The Public Security Bureau has sentenced him to more than ten years, and he should come out in a few days. ”

"Come out when you come out, what does that have to do with Aunt Zhao." Zhang Lan still didn't understand.

"The point is, he didn't learn well. After being locked up for more than ten years, he is still the same, I heard that Aunt Zhao went to visit Zhang Xiangdong a while ago, and he also threatened to find the person who led him there at that time to take revenge after he came out. Qin Yongjun on the side listened with relish, and replied casually with melon seeds.

"You're so well informed. But I still haven't figured out what is going on with Aunt Zhao. Zhang Xiangdong is an adult, he just has to take care of everything himself, what is the matter with Aunt Zhao. Zhang Lan glanced at Qin Yongjun and said.

"Zhang Xiangdong has a very mixed temperament, when he was at home before, he beat you for a little thing, and Aunt Zhao didn't beat you well. Your Aunt Zhao came over later, and Zhang Xiangyang, the second child born later, fights with Zhang Xiangdong every day because of this. At that time, you were going to school outside, and our hometown was far away from your Aunt Zhao's house. So you don't know a lot of things, your Aunt Zhao said that she can't live in the future, so it's better to die. Zhang Lan's mother made the cause of the incident clear when she said this.

"I know so I know, it's hard to say this kind of thing, it's still up to me Aunt Zhao herself, Mom, you have time to persuade more. Now it's not as good as before, Zhang Xiangdong will continue to send him to prison if he plays tricks, it depends on whether Aunt Zhao can be ruthless. Zhang Lan commented simply.

"That's what you Brother Xiangyang said, but Aunt Zhao doesn't want to do this." Zhang Lan's mother sighed.

Zhang Lan pursed her lips, too lazy to say anything more.

After dinner in the evening and driving back to the city, Qin Yongjun asked Zhang Lan on the way: "Zhang Lan, what do you think of Aunt Zhao?" ”

"Look at it, look at it with your eyes." Zhang Lan replied.

"Don't be poor, I ask you." Qin Yongjun was a little dissatisfied.

"I'm not poor. It's not easy to live, but it's much easier to die. Everyone has their own choice, so don't worry about it so much. Zhang Lan replied as he leaned on the steering wheel and looked at the road ahead.

"You're so cold-blooded." Qin Yongjun commented.

(End of chapter)