On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

The person coming is Qin Zhenzhen.

There was less than half a month before Qiao Ernian's engagement, and Qin Zhenzhen originally had no plans to return to China.

But Mr. Shang passed away suddenly, and she had to rush back to Pengcheng.

The death of Grandpa Shang made her very sad. She had been watched by Grandpa Shang since she was a child. Grandpa Shang loved her like his own granddaughter. She had to go back to Pengcheng to give Grandpa Shang a ride.

The sky was bright and sunny at this time, but her mood was gloomy.

In addition, Qin Junze and Xia Ruchu looked so loving and sweet in front of them, and their mood became even lower.

I don't know what they are talking about, but from a distance, one is sitting and the other is squatting. Qin Junze is still rubbing Xia Ruchu's legs. Maybe it's a sprain?

She must come forward to say hello openly.

So, he smiled and strode forward, "Brother, sister-in-law, why are you outside?"

At this time, Qin Junze stopped rubbing Xia Ruchu's legs and raised his head at the same time, "Zhen Zhen is back?"

"Yeah." Qin Zhenzhen nodded and looked at Xia Ruchu's legs again, "What's wrong with sister-in-law's legs?"

Xia Ruchu hurriedly pushed Qin Junze's hand away and said with great embarrassment, "Oh, it's okay, I just accidentally sprained my ankle. If you have anything to say, go home. Your brother and I just came out of Grandpa Shang's mourning hall. Come in quickly."

Grandpa Shang’s kind face couldn’t help but come to mind.

This made Qin Zhenzhen feel a lot heavier. She nodded and walked towards the mourning hall.

The old man in the ice coffin was thinner and paler than in memory. Qin Zhenzhen's throat was tight and the tip of her nose was sour.

Looking at Qiao Changan who was holding the old man's portrait, she didn't cry and was very quiet and solemn, but at this moment she was like a porcelain doll, as if she was about to break into pieces.

The entire big family was immersed in grief because of the old man's death.

But the old man died without any illness and no pain when he left.

This is the comfort.

Because of his grandfather's death, Qiao Ernian still couldn't be happy even when he saw Qin Zhenzhen coming back from far away in England. At this time, he had nothing on his mind, but when Qin Zhenzhen bowed to his grandfather with Aunt Song and Uncle Qin, He returned the salute.

The two never spoke again.

In the next two days, Shangluca and Qiao Qiao took several children to arrange the funeral arrangements for the old man. Qiao Ernian arranged the cremation and burial.

On the day of the burial, both Lin Manxue and Xu Qinglan went because they were in wealthy circles and knew each other.

Xu Qinglan always follows Joel Nian as his fiancée.

After the funeral, Xu Qinglan and Qiao Ernian left the cemetery in the same car.

In the car, Xu Qinglan comforted Joel Nian with a few words, and then brought the topic to the main topic, "Jo Nian, our engagement party..."

Joel Nian is still immersed in the grief of losing his grandfather.

His face was as gray and dull as the drizzling sky outside the car window.

Xu Qinglan thought he didn't hear, but he looked at the drizzle outside the window and answered directly, "Grandpa just passed away, and I have to observe mourning for three years. We will talk about the engagement party in three years."

What can Xu Qinglan say?

After Mr. Shang passed away, it was reasonable for him to observe mourning for three years as his eldest grandson. How could she unreasonably force him to get engaged immediately?

But the beautiful engagement party was delayed like this.

In my heart, I complained about the old man who had just passed away, wondering if he would die at any time, but it was really annoying that he died at this time.

But on the surface, Xu Qinglan didn't say anything. She only comforted him by saying, "It's all up to you. People can't be resurrected after death. Grandpa died without any illness. I'm sorry."

Joelnian didn't say anything more.

The rain outside the car window shrouded the entire atmosphere in gloom.

Normally, he and Xu Qinglan would have nothing to talk about except for a few words about work, let alone now.

Xu Qinglan felt aggrieved and uncomfortable. The more uncomfortable she felt, the more unwilling she was.

After the old man left, the house seemed much deserted.

During breakfast, the area directly above the dining table was empty. The servants habitually took out the old man's bowl and quickly removed it.

In the pavilion outside the villa courtyard, the chessboard is still there, but the old man can no longer be seen playing chess.

When the breeding workers at Shanzhuang Farm brought over slaughtered Sudanese beef and the freshly picked cherries from the planting workers, Qiao Qiao was even more moved by the scene.

Sudanese beef is still the same beef, but it no longer has the same taste.

The same goes for cherries. When I taste them in my mouth, there is no sweetness, only bitterness.

This morning the workers brought new cherries, and Qiao Qiao picked the blackest, brightest and largest one and put it into her mouth.

As I ate, tears fell heavily.

She can no longer eat cherries picked by the old man himself.

From now on, she will never have a father.

This time, the old man really left her.

Plunging into Shangluca's arms, she burst into tears.

She didn't cry at the old man's memorial service, nor at the funeral. Instead, she cried uncontrollably as she missed things and people in the little things in her life.

Shangluk kept comforting her and wiping her tears.

After that, she became ill. First her throat hurt like needles, then she felt dizzy and had a headache. She had a high fever of 40 degrees for several days that would not go away.

Phytolacca takes good care of you.

When he was recovering from the illness, Shang Lu brought a bowl of millet and sweet potato porridge he learned from Song Wei and fed it to her mouth, "Qiao Qiao, you are just in time, eat something light to nourish your stomach."

Qiao Qiao took a mouthful of it and swallowed it slowly. It smelled of the fragrant millet and sweet potato flavor, which has remained unchanged over the years.

Whenever she gets sick, Phytolacca will cook millet and sweet potato porridge for her.

He learned this porridge from Song Wei.

Bits and pieces of things over the years come to mind, warm, painful, sweet, and bitter, but after all, they are more sweet than bitter.

She sighed, sighing about her life with Phytolacca.

In a blink of an eye, he has reached middle age. "Shanglu, please officially move back here. It's not good to live outside all the time. Dad is gone. In the future, our family will be more harmonious and beautiful. This is also Dad's wish." "

After knowing that Qiao Qiao agreed to move Phytolacca back to live, the old housekeeper, Uncle Zhong, brought an envelope and a folder, "Qiao Qiao, this is what the old man left for you."

Qiao Qiao opened the envelope first. It was a letter left for her by the old man. There were only a few sentences in the letter:

My daughter, although you are a straightforward person, you are also soft-hearted and kind-hearted.

Dad is here to thank you, thank you for forgiving Phytolacca, letting him go home, and giving him a chance again.

In this life, everything depends on fate. From now on, Dad Lu will no longer be able to accompany you, so let Phytolacca accompany you until the end.

You want happiness!

Qiao Qiao didn't open the contents in the folder.

Uncle Zhong said next to him, "Qiao Qiao, the folder contains the keys to the old man's antique collection room and a list of his assets. The old man said he would leave them all to you."

Until his death, the old man wanted to leave all his property to her.

She didn't know what kind of blessings she had gained in her previous life, so that she could meet a Shang father halfway in this life who was not related to her by blood, but who treated her better than her biological father.

But she would never have a father again, never again... She burst into tears and threw herself into Phytolacca's arms. Recalling every moment she had with the old man, her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.

When she calmed down a bit, Uncle Zhong handed over another folder, "Qiao Qiao, this is what the old man left for you. The old man said that the Shang Group still needs to rely on you for revitalization, but he will definitely encounter extraordinary things along the way. The hardships and ups and downs. The old man asked you to pass this on to Ernian, but not now."

Qiao Qiao wiped her tears and took another document bag, "Then when will I give it to you?"

Uncle Zhong: "I don't know either. The old man only said that he would give it when the time is right. Anyway, it's not now."

After the funeral, Qin Zhenzhen stayed in Pengcheng for two weeks.

Two weeks later, I flew to the UK again.

On this day, Joel Nian went to the airport to say goodbye...