Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Until the cars started to move, Jin Wenxuan was still a little confused. This was his first time eating this kind of meal. You see, there were enough people, the class was enough (look at what kind of cars they were driving), and the people's taste was also enough.

Why did it become a silent party where Mr. Jin, the talk show king at his dinner table, didn't say a word?

Really, just eating...

**

Who are those people? Jin Wenxuan asked unconsciously.

My sister's friend said that we came to celebrate the New Year together. Jiang Xin leaned her head against the car window, looking at the snowflakes getting bigger and bigger outside, and said with a little helplessness. She was still in a state of shock. Such a beautiful person, so beautiful! He's actually a loser!

Are you your sister's helper? Jin Wenxuan paused and said, I'm afraid your uncle's family still won't let it go. There's a lot of gossip in Ning Cheng now.

Rumors? What else do they want to do? Isn't it enough to force my third uncle to death? Jiang Xin sat up straight and said angrily.

Jin Wenxuan glanced at her, and the cynical expression on his face calmed down, and said: You also know the virtues of your uncle's family. They can be as ugly as they eat and look. I heard that your sister is divorced, Ning Cheng The current rumor is that your sister was dumped by her husband's family because of a very bad reputation, that she was a mistress and couldn't have children. Anyway, it's hard to hear.

Ha! Jiang Xin sneered and said: Back then, he took away all the 50 million cash in the third uncle's company. My sister managed to save such a small amount of property now, but she still thinks about..., that's not right, third uncle. There’s nothing left in Ningcheng!”

Didn't your third uncle buy a piece of land before? It was connected to the top of the hill. Later, your sister buried your third uncle on it. Jin Wenxuan said.

That piece of land? That's my grandpa's land? Isn't it a wasteland? It's not valuable at all. My third uncle bought it at that time and said it was for greening. He planted trees all over it.

A few days ago, the city government just issued a new plan. That area will be a development zone. The value of that land has increased tremendously.

Seeing Jiang Xin's angry expression, Jin Wenxuan raised the corner of his mouth and said, Don't worry, I haven't seen how strong the help your sister brought this time is? Just wait and see the good show!

Looking for a good show? Jiang Xin looked silently at the specks of white snow outside the window, and then looked at the lights of SVN in front.

The eldest uncle's family took as much cash as the third uncle's, and now the second cousin has been promoted. The eldest cousin is ruthless. Relying on the power of the second cousin and the second cousin's wife's family, he dares to do anything, but The third aunt was a kind-hearted person who naively thought that everyone was a good person. At that time, the third uncle had cancer and died shortly after. In order to protect the third aunt, Ling Qingyu did not tell the third aunt the dirty things, but took the responsibility by himself. .

But she is not a cruel person. She actually has evidence that her uncle and others embezzled public funds, but because of her family ties and her father, she did not show it.

Let uncle and the others feel more confident now.

Even if you bring help, can you really fight against the uncle's family who is a local snake?

**

Wu Yi's natal home is in Jiangsu. During the war, her parents fled to Ningcheng with their young aunt. After Ling's father made a fortune in the provincial capital, he returned to Jiangsu Ling's mother's hometown and purchased a piece of land. After Ling Qingyu returned to China, The villa by Taihu Lake was built on that land. In order to get into a good university, Ling Qingyu went to high school in Shanghai with Ling's mother. After Ling Qingyu went to study abroad, Ling's father's business in the provincial capital developed well, so Ling's mother Returning to the provincial capital to accompany Ling's father, he pushed the house left by Ning Cheng's parents to be rebuilt. Although the place was relatively remote, the house was big enough and the scenery was nice enough.

However, no one has lived in it for a while, and the dust in the house is very thick.

**

The wind and snow gradually increased, and when they entered Ningcheng, Zhou Ziqing and Jiang Xin went home respectively, and the motorcade drove directly back to their old house.

The old house didn't have floor heating like the houses in Shanghai, and it was very cold inside. Yang Zhao asked Ling Qingyu and Wu Yi to stay in the car, and the group got out of the car to clean and turn on the air conditioner.

Several people went up first to turn on the air conditioners in the two master bedrooms, and then cleaned them. After quickly cleaning the two rooms, Ying Jiu also took apart and washed the quilts again, and then used internal force to dry them. The quilt core inside was also made according to the law.

Just a quarter of an hour later, Ling Qingyu and Wu Yi were welcomed into the bright, clean and warm bedroom, with a warm and clean quilt on the bed.

**

The snowflakes outside were getting bigger and bigger, and the wind made the windows crackle.

During the Chinese New Year last year, it was also snowing. The old house was located in a remote place and there were not many people around. At that time, her father passed away, she had a miscarriage, and the divorce battle with the Shu family had already begun. All the aunts in the house had gone back to celebrate the New Year. She I sent my mother to a relative’s house in Hong Kong to celebrate the New Year and came back to handle things by myself.

At that time, she was the only one in this big room. Even if the air conditioner was turned on, it still felt as cold as ice. The wind howled outside, making her sit on the bed night after night holding the cold quilt and looking at the handbag.

The feeling I had at that time slowly disappeared until I got there and was accepted by Yang Zhao and Yan San.

*

Now, she has only been here for a year, and everything is still going on, but her state of mind is completely different.

The same house, the same weather, but warm as spring.

Leaning in Yan San's warm arms, listening to their laughter outside.

My heart is warm, even if the sky falls, I am not afraid.

*

While cleaning the houses that had obviously been unoccupied for some time, the men understood why Ling Qingyu asked them to buy new bedding and even the mats and put them in the car with them.

Fortunately, the SVN space is large enough...

Master Qi. Ying Shisan, who was cleaning a small bedroom, called out and pulled a box out from under the table.

Yang Zhao happened to pass by. Seeing the look in Ying Shisan's head, he turned around and walked in. He took the pile of documents handed over by Ying Shisan, glanced at it a few times, and shouted in a low voice, He Li.

Take it down. Yang Zhao glanced at the master bedroom, whispered, and then walked down with He Li who responded.

*

The big house is a two-story country mud house with six bedrooms upstairs, a living room, games room, dining room, kitchen and a guest bedroom downstairs, as well as an old-fashioned wood-fired kitchen.

The place where Ying Thirteen took out those documents was in the small bedroom next to the master bedroom. There was a layer of dust, as if they had been left there for some time.

Those are some contracts and documents and ledgers from the year before last year.

From Ling Qingyu's father's company.

After reading all the documents, Cheng Jia sneered and said, It turns out we can still do this.

The evidence is all here. You can sue them... Meng Su said and then stopped. The evidence is all here, from how they signed a fake contract to how they withdrew cash with fake project payment and fake material payment. , there is even evidence that they tampered with the engineering accident, but the targets were all her eldest uncle, and the information has been stored here for so long. Perhaps her father suppressed the matter and swallowed it himself for the sake of brotherhood. It was a bitter pill. Perhaps, at that time, he did not expect that he would die of illness so quickly, and instead placed these heavy burdens on Ling Qingyu.

Back then, she was a woman who suddenly faced such a situation. Her father died of illness, her company was taken away from her, and her husband not only cheated on her, but also tried to steal her remaining property.

Sister once said that the human heart is the most unreliable. For profit and selfish desires, the people on her side are even more so, because some people have even lost their moral bottom line. Ye Eleven flipped through the books one by one. Contract, he said coldly.

Tomorrow morning we have to visit the grave first. When we come back, Meng Su, Zhao Yinfeng, you go find out what kind of existence this Ling Haolin is here. Yang Zhao put down the documents and said, It's possible that it's not Dad Gu Nian. Brotherly love.”

The names and signatures on these documents are all different, and the receipts are only photocopies. Do you remember that show on TV? There is some kind of evidence law here, but the law is made by people and judged by people. Look. He Li said calmly to a few people who looked puzzled.

It is also possible that even if you file a lawsuit, you will not win, but will instead take up the energy and time of the already seriously ill elderly person.

In the human world, whether it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, there are always some unchanging rules.

But they won't care, since they can't win with conventional methods.

That would be unconventional.

That's what they're best at.

I'll go with you tomorrow. Ye Po said.

Me too. Ying Jiu looked at the person in the photo and said.

I'm afraid the snow won't stop tonight. Yan Qi sighed. Even if it was windy and snowy, and even if the man still had stomachache and was weak tomorrow, she would definitely go there as soon as possible.

It was less than a month in this world, but over there, twenty-four years had passed.

She had so many things to say to her father who loved her so much.

Go to bed early and keep your spirits up. Yang Zhao gathered things together and asked, Ye Po, are you healed?

It's already fine. Ye Po smiled.

We made an appointment with their family to have dinner together on the third day of the Lunar New Year. According to what mom said, this Chinese New Year is a big festival for the Ling family, so people from other places will come back. Before the third day of the Lunar New Year, we need to find out the situation of their family.

clear.

**

I heard from Zhou Ziqing that Ling's mother would go with Ling Qingyu to visit Ling's father's grave today. Zhou's father and Zhou's mother also got up early and asked Zhou Ziqing and Tao Zhuo to drive with Ling's mother to visit the grave of their old comrade.

When they arrived at the Ling family's old house, they happened to be preparing to set off. Father Zhou followed the convoy without even getting out of the car.

Ningcheng has the custom of sweeping the graves of relatives during the Chinese New Year. There are various memorial utensils for sale on the road. I bought them directly and put them in the car before heading to Ling's father's gravesite.

Ningcheng was originally a small town with a long history, surrounded by mountains, quiet and elegant. In recent years of large-scale development, the provincial capital has repeatedly expanded, and the hills between Ningcheng and Ningcheng have been flattened into an overflowing area of ​​​​the city. Ningcheng is no longer a quiet small town, but has become a satellite city of the provincial capital. back yard.

But in the other direction of the provincial capital, the scenery of rolling mountains and clear water is still maintained.

Twenty years ago, Ling's father bought a piece of mountainous land next to Ningshui at a very low price. It was not far from the Ling family's old house. At that time, it was a barren mountain with only some scattered low trees.

After Ling's father bought this land, he began to plant trees, including easy-growing trees and various precious trees. A large number of ginkgo trees were planted on the mountains beside Ningshui.

Nowadays, the mountainous area is already lush and green. The hill where Ling's father's cemetery is located faces east, with Ningshui flowing under the mountain. On the mountain is a stretch of tall and straight ginkgo trees, with occasional cypress trees and green pine trees.

There is only one path leading to the cemetery. Although it is narrow, it is an asphalt road. It winds around the mountains before reaching the top of the mountain.

They parked their cars at the foot of the mountain and looked at the winding stone path leading to the mountain and the dense forest. On the way, they heard Wu Yi talking about the history of this mountain forest, and the men felt a little sad.

At that time, they didn't quite understand why Ling Qingyu advocated planting trees. Whether it was in the northwest or south of the Yangtze River, as long as there was loss, trees must be planted.

When you are young, you don't think about things ten or twenty years from now. Therefore, young people always don't understand why you should plant trees that take ten, twenty or even longer years to grow.

Time is always passing. When you look back, what have you left behind in twenty years? Is it a barren mountain or a forest?

This is what her father taught her.

**

The snow stopped in the early morning, and the snow in the middle of the night was enough to cover the entire mountain forest with crystal clear light. The sunlight shone on it, reflecting colorful lights.

The stone road is also covered with snow, and the mountain is steep. The snow-covered stone road winds a beautiful curve in the mountains, but it is also very dangerous.

Yan San picked up Ling Qingyu without saying a word, while Ye Po bent down and picked up Wu Yi.

Tao Zhuo was dumbfounded.

Meng Su walked up to Father Zhou and Mother Zhou with a smile and said, The road on the mountain is slippery. If uncle and aunt don't mind it... As he said that, he bent down in front of Father Zhou.

Ying Jiu followed Meng Su and bent down in front of Zhou Ma.

Zhou Ma originally wanted to say that this was a good idea, but Zhou Dad had already said hello, but with Meng Su carrying him behind his back, Zhou Ma sighed and stretched out his hand.

Tao Zhuo was relieved at first, but then he felt something was wrong. Under Zhou Ziqing's eyes, he stretched out his little arms and said, Qingqing, let me hug you.

Zhou Ziqing burst out laughing and said, Come on, is it just your body?

Tao Zhuo looked at his own thin figure, then looked at the thin figure of Yan Qi who was already walking swiftly ahead to clear the way, gestured with his arms, and then looked at Meng Su who was already carrying the two old men steadily up the mountain. He Yingjiu said, Let me lead you up. With such a beautiful scenery, it wouldn't be bad for us to hold hands and live our lives.

Yan Qi and Ying Shisan, who were carrying large bags of things in their hands, were clearing the way. Sumu led Cheng Jia behind Yan San. Ye Eleven, who was carrying a paper house in one hand, walked next to Ye Po and had a lot of things in his hands. Yang Zhao, He Li, and Zhao Yinfeng waited for Tao Zhuo to lead Zhou Ziqing up and then pressed behind.

Seeing Tao Zhuo slipping every step, Zhao Yinfeng smiled unconsciously and said: Brother, do you want my help?

Tao Zhuo turned around and said, Don't you know you can't bully your friends' wives? Do you want to hug or carry my wife? no way!

Zhao Yinfeng laughed out loud and said, I mean to help you.

Looking up at the figure who was almost gone in front of him, Tao Zhuo said: No need!

Yang Zhao and He Li smiled, passed by the two of them, and quickly caught up, leaving only Zhao Yinfeng watching them from behind.