remarry [rebirth]

Wen Jianguo's face twitched nervously. He watched Wen Jiu's movement of gesticulating on his waist with a knife, and seemed to subconsciously shrink his legs.

Wen Jiu threw the knife aside with a blank expression, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands slowly, not at all feeling that he was the one who made the almost threatening gesture just now, he The movements were very careful, taking care of the gaps between the nails, and then he casually rolled his eyelids, "I'm here because I want to ask you something."

Wen Jianguo seemed to want to laugh, but the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he still couldn't raise the arc much, looking extremely stiff, "What, what?"

Wen Jiu wiped his hands clean, and he glanced at the sunlight, never looking at Wen Jianguo, "You sold me and my sister directly to the Helan family, right?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his head with a half-smile, and looked straight at Wen Jianguo's twitching face.

Wen Jianguo was startled. He didn't have time to react at all, but his eyes widened as if he was about to fall out of the window. His breathing became rapid in an instant, his chest heaved up and down, and bursts of air came from his nasal cavity The sound of a broken bellows.

At the same time, the machine next to Wen Jiu suddenly made an extremely piercing sound, and the blood on Wen Jianguo's face gradually rose to his head, and he fell onto the bed trembling with his arms.

Wen Jiu sat motionless on the chair as if frightened, at this moment, He Lanshu closed the book in his hand, walked up to Wen Jiu as if walking in his backyard, and held Wen Jianguo tightly. Withdrawing the paper in his hand, he took Wen Jiu up from the chair.

Wen Jiu couldn't stand still for a moment, and his whole body softened into He Lanshu's arms, his eyes were still looking at Wen Jianguo, Wen Jianguo's eyes were still staring outwards, and gradually closed with the ups and downs of his breathing.

When hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, Wen Jiu had already been hugged by He Lanshu and left the ward. He buried his head in He Lanshu's chest, listening to the nurses and doctors quickly pushing Wen Jianguo directly from the ward to the operating room. The process even only takes a few minutes.

Immediately, a circle of people surrounded the door of the ward. There were patients from other wards who came out to watch the 'lively', family members with escorts, and some ordinary people passing by.They were either whispering to each other, or standing in corners with their hands behind their backs, looking at the ambulance that was being pushed by the nurse in the aisle like a rocket.

Li Meimei didn't seem to realize what happened, until the ambulance disappeared around the corner and the spectators slowly dispersed, then she suddenly screamed, and she jumped up from the chair and was about to pounce. Xiang Wen Jiu.

Naturally, she didn't succeed, just as she stretched out her hands, Wang Dachun, who had been watching her all the time, grabbed her hands and feet, and mercilessly pushed her to the back.

There was a crisp breaking sound, and Wen Jiu raised her head subconsciously.

He knelt and sat face to face with He Lanshu, his head was buried in his arms by He Lanshu, like a frightened child being comforted by his parents.He could smell the smell of He Lanshu's body with the tip of his nose, as if he had suddenly taken a reassurance.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Li Meimei with a hideous face.At some point, the passageway was blocked by four bodyguards in black. This is the ward area, and there were not many people coming and going, so those who saw it subconsciously walked a little farther away.

Wen Jiu still sat in He Lanshu's arms without moving, but turned her head to look at Li Meimei, and said slowly, "What do you want to say?"

Li Meimei was taken aback by his rhetorical question. The machine in the ward was beeping continuously, as if it was ringing in her ears. Her face was full of anger and a strange smile, "You're going to piss your dad off——you're going to piss your dad off because of the family property—!"

The woman's shrill voice rang out, and Wen Jiu frowned uncomfortably.Then he said amusedly, "For the property? What property does the Wen family have?"

He said without exaggeration that just the necklace that He Lanshu gave to He Lanshu a year ago may have been the Wen family's income for several months, and that doesn't include daily expenses.

And those millions, He Lanshu casually gave him pocket money.

What does he value?

Li Meimei suddenly turned her eyes to He Lanshu, and there was hatred in her eyes that she didn't realize. Her voice was as sharp as fingernails on a blackboard. She turned a deaf ear to Wen Jiu's words and said to herself, "For Property is going to murder your father! You are going to murder your father——!"

Her voice stopped in a slap.

Wen Jiu looked up, he was still nestling in He Lanshu's arms as a nursing baby, motionless, He Lanshu seemed to enjoy this kind of treatment very much, sitting very comfortably on the chair in the corridor, not too dirty, He patted his arm repeatedly.

It was not Wang Dachun who beat him.

——It was Wen Chang who came out of nowhere.

He was still carrying a backpack, and the bucket in his hand was rolling out along the corridor. When it reached a corner, it hit the corner of the wall. The lid opened immediately, and the soup that flowed all over the floor suddenly seemed like a flood. Spread like water.

The smell of chicken soup evaporated quickly in summer, Wen Jiu sniffled, saw the mushrooms stewed in it, and looked away without feeling too cold.

Li Meimei seemed to be stunned by this slap. She didn't recover for a long time, and stared at Wen Chang with disheveled hair, as if she had never known such a person.

Wen Chang's hand was trembling by his side, his expression was livid, he looked at Wang Dachun who was still imprisoning Li Meimei, turned to Wen Jiu, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you let my mother go!" open it……"

"Why?" Wen Jiu crawled out of He Lanshu's arms and straightened her clothes.

Although he seemed to have the upper hand just now and talked nonsense with Wen Jianguo for so long, but in the summer, only he knew how cold his hands and feet were, and he almost became synonymous with the word nervous.

Wen Chang was stunned by such a flirty rhetorical question, and shook his head with a wry smile.

He didn't know why.

Wen Jiu couldn't bear to look at Wen Chang, who was actually very sensitive.Before the Wen family moved out of the big courtyard at the beginning, Wen Xia once told him that when Li Meimei and Wen Chang went out together, they would always be pointed at and scolded behind their backs. There are no less of them.

Later, when they moved, Wen Chang was spoiled by Li Meimei and Wen Jianguo to the sky, and became a young master who didn't know the sufferings of the world.

He didn't know anything, but Wen Jiu didn't even dare to think about what would happen to him after this incident.

But speaking from conscience, Wen Chang didn't feel sorry for him at all.He didn't want to tear apart the offense committed by his mother in front of a child, leaving an unhealed scar on Wen Chang's heart for no reason.

In the end, he still couldn't let go of that hand, couldn't let go of that heart.

Wen Jiu's eyes turned back and forth on Wen Chang's face several times, and finally turned away, walked back to He Lanshu's side, and said to Li Meimei without looking back, "Three days later, I will wait for you to take Lin Cuihua's Explain things to me clearly."

After hearing Lin Cuihua's name, Li Meimei's face changed drastically, and she couldn't even stabilize her body.

Wen Jiu stopped at the turning point, clenched He Lanshu's hand, turned his head and glanced at Li Meimei who had fallen to the ground, and said in a very indifferent voice, "You'd better stop playing tricks, or you The place to go is not just Helan's house."

After he finished speaking, he took He Lanshu's hand and left the corner.

Wang Dachun sighed on the spot, and quickly followed with others.

It took a while for anyone to move around the sealed corridor. Li Meimei seemed to have regained her intuition, and stood up tremblingly holding the chair. Talk to Wen Chang, but see Wen Chang's face.

Wen Chang has long changed his previous 'noble' attire, which is very student-like. He seems to be deliberately getting closer to Wen Jiu's attire. He looks completely harmless at the moment, but his eyes are dead. Staring deadly at Li Meimei, when Li Meimei took a step back, he dragged his feet and approached slowly, almost squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "Mom, don't you also want to give me An explanation?"

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The hands Wen Jiu and He Lanshu were holding were already sweating, even standing still in the summer, they could sweat all over, not to mention that He Lanshu and Wen Jiu still held hands tightly.

He Lanshu didn't say anything, and got into the car with Wen Jiu.

There was always a small gap in the window in the car, and the very rich always turned on the air conditioner in the car. After Wen Jiu entered, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, took the water bottle that He Lanshu had opened, and took a few sips before covering her chest. Said, "Apple is really unpalatable."

He Lanshu looked at him with a smile.

Wen Jiu turned her head and looked at He Lanshu, and after a while, both of them burst out laughing.

Wang Dachun glanced at them in the rearview mirror, and waited until they had laughed enough before saying, "Young Master Wen, where are you going now?"

"Go home!" Wen Jiu said crisply.

Then he turned his head, held the cold mineral water bottle in his hand, turned the bottle upside down and supported his chin, stared at the back of the car in front of him, and said, "Tell me, what is the purpose of my trip today?" ?”

"Are you feeling comfortable now?" He Lanshu asked with his head tilted.

Wen Jiu nodded, recalling the scene just now, and said sincerely, "Very happy, comfortable, and refreshing!"

"That's why." He Lanshu said, looking at the phone, "Your dad has already come out of the emergency room."

Oh, he almost forgot about this.

Wen Jiu raised her head, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "Ah Shu, you told me earlier that my father left 60.00% of his inheritance to me and my sister, so my sister and I will own it separately." How many?"

He Lanshu was silent for a moment: "In terms of ten, you get seven."

Wen Jiu immediately made a sarcastic smile.

Wen Jianguo's patriarchal thinking has never changed. It was his mother before, and then Wen Xia.

He may have thought until now that he is a boy with the same property as Wen Chang. When Wen Jianguo can't take care of himself, he can take care of him until the end of his life, and let him live a very comfortable life.

"He is sure that you can't bear it." He Lanshu said very shamelessly, and picked up the newspaper that he hadn't finished reading just now from the side.

Wen Jiu curled her lips, wondering why she didn't know.

The reason why he suddenly found himself was mostly because he was in He Lan's house and had a good relationship with He Lanshu.

The situation of Wen Xia and He Lanshao was known to everyone in the circle—not to mention He Lanshao's background, Wen Jianguo probably knew better than anyone else.

Both sisters Li Meimei destroyed their families. Even though she had entered Wen's family, Wen Jianguo didn't get a marriage certificate with her no matter what he was worried about, but Wen Chang's household registration was already registered in Wen's family.

Maybe he wanted to prevent Li Meimei from remarrying immediately with the money after his death, or maybe he wanted to divide his already small amount of money into a few more points to ensure the quality of a few books for his old age.

He has done all the tricks, but the Wen family's money has long been empty. Wen Chang has no skills, and usually hangs around with his group of friends all day long. Li Meimei is even more of a fool, and gave them money. The company will not manage well sooner or later. If you want to go bankrupt, let alone give him a pension.

After all, Wen Jianguo was selfish and only thought of himself.

Wen Jiu pursed her lips, squinted her eyes and said, "Ching Ming Festival is coming soon, isn't it?"

"Well, it will be in a few days." He Lanshu paused and closed the newspaper in his hand.

His eyes were full of anticipation that he didn't realize. When Wen Jiu looked at him, she squinted her eyes and smiled, "At that time, let's go to visit Mom's grave together?"

Mom is the common mother of both of them, but dad is only his father.

Wen Jianguo is not worthy.

"Okay." He Lanshu breathed out slowly, put the newspaper aside, and said, "What flowers does Mom like?"

"She likes Lily the most." Wen Jiu rested her chin and looked out the window, tapping He Lanshu's back with one hand from time to time, "Secondly, she likes Dujuan."

He Lanshu seemed to write it down very casually. When he got home all the way, he asked Wang Dachun, who was about to get out of the car, to go back. After Wen Jiu took two steps, he bent down and said to Wang Dachun with a serious face. , "Contact the flower sellers around the cemetery. I want the freshest lilies and rhododendrons that day."

Wang Dachun wiped his sweat and smiled, and wrote it down carefully.

"Also." He Lanshu stood up straight, looked at Wen Jiu who had rolled into a ball with Rhubarb and Erpang in the yard on the grass, with a heartfelt smile on his face, he turned his head and looked at Wang Dachun said, "Ask Su Qin to contact good people, choose a good day after Qingming Festival, and move the tomb."

Wang Dachun was taken aback, then subconsciously looked at Wen Jiu.

He was having fun in the yard. Rhubarb and Erpang were chasing after the tray he flew out of, and they didn't notice their conversation at all.

Wang Dachun nodded, "Yes."

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Three days hadn't arrived yet, the second day after they came back from the hospital, Lin Cuihua walked in the door before Li Meimei.

Wen Jiu was quite curious about how she found her home, but after seeing He Lanshu who came in behind her, the problem was naturally solved.

Fu Bo obviously saw the confrontation between the two parties, so after he made the tea, he took Rhubarb and Er Fatty upstairs, who smelled 'dangerous', and left the hall on the first floor to the three of them .

Wen Jiu and He Lanshu sat across from Lin Cuihua, He Lanshu was still like a bystander, sitting in the corner without saying a word, holding the new day's newspaper with relish.

Wen Jiu pouted, left the coffee to Lin Cuihua, and then said, "You came to see me today, what's the matter?"

Lin Cuihua's mouth moved twice, her eye sockets were very red, and her nose was also a little clogged, but she didn't know if she just cried or caught a cold due to the summer heat.

Wen Jiu, who was really hot and cold, took out a piece of paper and wiped his nose, expressing [-] regrets in his heart for the snacks he had lost—he didn’t even have time to push his nose on his face and ask for some duck neck, so he directly I was ordered to repeat three meals of porridge a day.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiu couldn't help but sighed.

Lin Cuihua seemed to have finally made up her mind, she said, "As long as I surrender myself, will my son be released without charge?"

"Sun Jiankang is innocent in the first place." Wen Jiu hit the nail on the head, "You killed him."

Regardless of whether Zhou Manrou knew that Li Meimei had bribed Lin Cuihua when Zhou Manrou took Sun Jiankang into prison, but Sun Jiankang's more than 20 years of imprisonment were all thanks to this person who wanted to get them into prison. It was given by the 'loving mother' who made the fire pit with the mother and son.

Wen Jiu's nose was a bit stuffed, and she spoke in a nasal voice. It didn't sound like she was angry, but rather like a spoiled child.

He Lanshu couldn't help but looked up at him, then shook the newspaper as if to cover up something.

As soon as he moved, Lin Cuihua shrank his shoulders subconsciously, "As long as, as long as my son can be released without charge, I can go from the capital tomorrow."

"Don't be too anxious about this matter." Wen Jiu held his chin, "What I want is that everyone gets their own reward. The evidence you have now is simply not enough for my stepmother to spend the rest of her life with you in prison."

Lin Cuihua mentioned that Li Meimei seemed extremely angry. Her hand holding the teacup trembled a little, and her eyes suddenly turned red again.

Wen Jiu watched helplessly as the fucking man in front of him suddenly walked from the sofa to the other side, then bent his knees, and knelt directly on the ground.

Even though there was still a carpet on the ground, the dull sound seemed to hit Wen Jiu's heart.

He had never seen such a battle in his two lifetimes, and he was stunned.

Lin Cuihua seemed to have an opening, and knelt down on the carpet and wept uncontrollably, "I can't do anything, I'm forced to do nothing! I don't have many days to live, but my son is still in prison. If I If he is dead, what should he do? He yells in the inside that he should not respond every day, and the ground is not working. Even if he dies inside, no one can collect his body! He is only 29 years old—he has not yet celebrated his 30th birthday, so he can’t Die in it!"

Wen Jiu fell silent.

Lin Cuihua cried louder. She wiped her eyes casually, and her already terrifying face became even more ferocious at this moment, with blood vessels under the skin rushing out, "Li Meimei told me, as long as I kill you, he will be able to kill you." Let my son out. I'm the one who's lost my mind, Ajiu, I'm the one who's sorry for you..."

"When you were four years old, Li Meimei wanted me to deal with you. But I didn't want to kill you. I originally wanted to hand you over to my elder brother in the country. When I got the money, I would pick you up again. I came to adopt you, but I didn't expect such consequences..." Lin Cuihua hammered her chest, convulsing from time to time as if she couldn't breathe, "Li Meimei was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so she gave me a hush money, 1000 Wan, I've never seen so much money in my life! She promised me that she sent my son to a safe place, as long as I obey me, she can let my son and I live a good life in the future——! "

"Then you believed it?" Wen Jiu's voice was calm, "I don't know whether to say you are ignorant or what to say. It's not me who you really should say sorry——it's your son, yes Another family torn apart by your actions."

"—they are the real victims!" Wen Jiu looked cold, "I don't know when you realized that you did something wrong. Li Meimei did at least one thing right. Sun Jiankang suffered 15 years in prison. Years of compulsory education, he was taught to be an honest and diligent person. He is different from you, if you really want to repent, what you should do now is not to come to me and cry, but to bring Go to the police station with the evidence you should have!"

It was the first time for Wen Jiu to finish speaking so many words in one breath in an excited situation. After speaking, she held the teacup with trembling hands and feet and drank a few sips to suppress her shock. He let out a sigh of relief.

"You're right, you're right." Lin Cuihua wiped the tears off her face.

She was carrying a bag, which was still red, bright and dazzling.Wen Jiu pursed her lips and subconsciously took a step back, only to find that she had taken out two film rolls from her pocket.

"This is the video I secretly recorded when Li Meimei was looking for me." Lin Cuihua looked straight at Wen Jiu, "Li Meimei must have done something to the car that had the accident, the brakes failed at that time , she wants us to die together! But I have no evidence, and the car has already been destroyed!"

He Lanshu finally put down the newspaper in his hand, and shouted upstairs, "Uncle Fu!"

Fuber immediately prepared his things and came downstairs, Er Pang and Da Huang followed two steps, took a look at the situation below, and the two dogs looked at each other, then crawled back to the room again.

The author has something to say: The plot of these few chapters has been rushed by me... Okay, now that you have the evidence, then you can fall in love happily. Quack quack quack quack.

There are about 8 words left, and there are still reasons for Zhou Mama’s suicide in her previous life. Tsk, I’m debating whether to write it, because it’s too cruel to her.

The extra part will be Yu Dian x Yan Lang, Su Qin x Yan Fei, and the shameless daily life of Ajiu and Ashu.

Since the trajectory of things is different, Yu Dian and Yan Lang will not be separated from life to death in this life, and they will not be imprisoned... Actually, I would rather write about Su Qin and Yan Fei, hehehehe.