The Dream of Rebirth

"Why did you do this?" Master Tang roared angrily. "I have been married to you for so many years, and you actually..."

"It's all your fault!" Mrs. Tang stroked her fingers stained with bright red nail polish, and swept everyone present with some disdain. "The past was right and wrong, and I don't want to talk about it. And you, a wimp, so what if you love me? There are too many people who love me. You are just the worst one!"

"Get out! Get out!" Master Tang's normally smooth hair was disheveled, and his complexion was even more ugly.

"Let's go, do you think this ruined family that is about to be replaced is of any value to me?" Mrs. Tang turned and left, followed by Tang Yanzi who took a step and turned her head three times.

The hall was silent, except for Master Tang's panting.

"Dad, you..." Tang Yanyu reached out to support Master Tang, "Dad, don't get too excited."

"How could I... How could I... I love her and love her for so many years... She actually... I, I..." Master Tang didn't come up in one breath, and rolled his eyes.

"Father—" Tang Yanyu quickly hugged him.

"Dad—" Tang Yanjie also stood up nervously.

The hall was in chaos, even Meng Jiang stood up frowning.Unexpectedly, this life is completely different from the previous life. Is it because of the established fact that my own rebirth broke?

People in the hall came and went.Master Tang was carried back to the bedroom, waiting for the arrival of the family doctor.

Of the members of the Tang family, only Meng Jiang and the silent old Mrs. Tang were still in the hall.

"Grandpa, let me help you to rest." Meng Jiang looked at Mrs. Tang, who had a really ugly face, feeling a little worried.In all fairness, when he returned to the Tang family, apart from Tang Yanjie who loved to play and fight and was close to him, it was the grandfather who cared about him the most.Regardless of whether it was because of supernatural powers or not, at least it was because he had rarely seen the helm of the Tang family in his previous life. On the contrary, he didn't have so many expectations for him, so he didn't have so much hostility.Seeing him look more than ten years old in an instant now, my heart is indeed a little sad.

"I'm fine..." Mrs. Tang waved his hand with a hint of fatigue.

"Grandpa..." Meng Jiang frowned, but still helped old Mrs. Tang up and sent him to the room.

Grasping the old arm, Meng Jiang realized that the old man was really an old man.Although he usually controls the entire Tang family, his physical fitness is better than Master Tang's.But it is true that he is already nearly eighty, and it is indeed not easy for a person of this age to think about the way out for this big family every day.

But what puzzled Meng Jiang was what Mrs. Tang, who was his own mother for the two generations, was thinking.

Isn't it true that women are honored because of the honor of their husband's family?Is there anyone who took the initiative to cheat his husband's family?If Mrs. Tang was young now, Meng Jiang would understand, she just wanted to find a better one, but she already had four children, so she was thinking about remarrying if she did this?

After comforting the old man, Meng Jiang turned and went back to his room.As for Mr. Tang, he didn't intend to look at it.From the time he came to this house, except for the old man who said a few words to himself when he was there, he was not seen at all at other times.For such a father, he wasn't going to be courteous, no matter how he tried to please him, he still only had that self-righteous woman in his eyes, right?

What's more, he doesn't lack paternal love now, there are people more competent than him, so why bother to ask for something that can't be obtained.

only……

Meng Jiang pursed his lips. Mrs. Tang really worried him.Meng Jiang was melancholy for a while, but decided to go to the space to practice.He can't make decisions about the Tang family's affairs, nor can he intervene.It's better to take care of yourself and practice well to be true.

In the space, Shen Cong didn't know where to go.Meng Jiang had no choice but to sit by the lotus pond and practice slowly.I don't know how long I have been practicing, but my spiritual consciousness suddenly moves.Meng Jiang opened his eyes and stepped out of space.

Outside the door, someone is knocking on the door urgently.

"Young Master!" The people outside shouted while knocking.

"What's wrong?" Meng Jiang frowned and opened the door, always feeling that something was not right.

"Young Master...Old Master...Old Master..." A panting man stood at the door.

"What's wrong?" Meng Jiang's heart sank, his intuition was bad.

"The old man passed out in the study and has been sent to the hospital. The second young master asked me to ask you to go with him."

"Okay, you go first, I'll come right away." Meng Jiang didn't talk nonsense, and hurried into the room to grab a piece of clothing and come out.

Meng Jiang followed Tang Yanjie to the hospital in a car, and even Master Tang, who had just woken up, and Tang Yanyu, who accompanied him, also went to the hospital in another car.

Tang Yanjie didn't say a word along the way, which was completely different from his usual appearance of full strings.It can be seen that he is under a lot of pressure now, and it is the first time he is wearing dark and clean clothes.

"Second brother..." Meng Jiang called softly.

Tang Yanjie slowly turned his head and glanced at him, "Grandpa...reconciliation is not good..."

"what happened?"

"Grandpa went to the study just now. I don't know what happened, and then he called someone to call Big Brother... After that, I only heard Grandpa yelling a few times, and then there was a sudden scream... When I passed by Dad, Grandpa was gone. I fell into a coma. The doctor at home went to see it and said it was a brain congestion, so I felt like I was sent to the hospital." Tang Yanjie slammed his fist on the car seat, "Why..."

"Too many things happened today, second brother..." Meng Jiang grabbed Tang Yanjie's wrist and quietly sent a small amount of spiritual power.

Tang Yanjie, who had red eyes, slowly calmed down, smiled wryly, and looked at Meng Jiang. "I've been fooling around every day, and I don't see any future. I don't know what's wrong today. I feel very blocked. Don't worry..."

"Second brother, why would I care what you said? I'm also anxious." Meng Jiang comforted Tang Yanjie a few words, and the two brothers stopped talking.

Outside the operating room, several men waited while touching. Tang Yanjie took out the cigarette several times and stuffed it back again.Tang Yanyu looked straight at the operating room with an inscrutable look.Master Tang was sitting on a chair, covering his face with his hands, looking in pain.

If Mrs. Tang really fell, I don't know what kind of situation the Tang family will face.

After an unknown amount of time, the lights in the operating room finally went out. The chief surgeon waved at the people, said a few words to continue to observe, and ordered them to be sent to the intensive care unit.

Before Meng Jiang could go to the hospital again, the ability team sent a message to Meng Jiang, telling him to go back immediately.Meng Jiang hurried into the space to leave a note for Shen Cong, and then returned to the base.

After waiting for three full hours in Bai Yu's office, he saw the teacher who called him urgently.

"Teacher..." Seeing Bai Yu stand up quickly, Meng Jiang didn't know what urgent matter happened, so Bai Yu, who was about to let him go on vacation, called him back again. You know, he had already started school.

"Sit down." Bai Yu waved his hand nonchalantly, sat on his big swivel chair and picked up a magazine casually, "Go to training when you come back, this kind of thing can't be slack."

"Teacher...Aren't you in a hurry?"

"Urgent? Oh. No..."

"Then... can I go back to Tang's house first? My house..."

"No!" Bai Yu raised Erlang's legs, "You stay here obediently."

"I..." Meng Jiang was a little annoyed, since there was nothing important, why did he keep him trapped here.

"Hey, listen to me..." Bai Yu raised her head and glanced at Meng Jiang, "I'm doing it for your own good."

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Zhu Feng kicked and smashed the machine that was playing video data.The scattered chips slapped hard on the wall.

After a while, Zhu Feng turned to the soldier who brought in the materials, "You said there is still a letter?"

"Yes." The soldier saluted and handed over the letter in his hand.

In 3000, due to deforestation on the earth, trees are almost becoming species in museums. Except for some places that are strictly forbidden to enter, there are still small forests, and the rest have been covered by reinforced concrete.However, paper is fragile and difficult to preserve, but it has become an extremely rare object.

Zhu Feng took out the letter paper, and on the snow-white letter paper inside, there were a few words written in the common language of the earth.