Mrs. Wang stood up immediately, and glared at the woman angrily: "What about Hu Qin, please speak clearly, don't call me by the wrong name."

Jia Zheng panicked, but suddenly calmed down after hearing Mrs. Wang's words.Scared him to death!Almost thought that the woman was saying that his son was dead, Zhu'er just had a cold and didn't get rid of the roots, how could she die.He yelled and cursed his son to die in a good manner. This matter must be severely punished.Jia Zheng gouged out the eyes of the old lady, intending to slap her and punish her.

The mother-in-law got up in a panic, knelt down, her mouth was still trembling, "Second wife, this servant did not say the wrong name, it is absolutely true, it was Master Zhu who died!"

Mrs. Wang's expression froze, and her face turned pale. Before she could confirm again, another woman came to the other side, crying and saying that Li Wan had passed out from crying.

Only then did Mrs. Wang really believe it, she shouted "What!", the next moment she rolled her eyes and fell straight down.

Jia Zheng was still in a state of bewilderment, staring at the women who were busy helping Mrs. Wang, and he just stood there in a daze, unable to remember.

Mother Jia was originally saddened by the loss of Jia Min's only beloved son, but when she heard that her eldest grandson had also died, her heartache turned from heartache to wheezing, and she beat her chest with tears streaming down her cheeks. .One group of maids and women went to comfort Jia Mu, and the other group went to help Mrs. Wang, pinched the tiger's mouth to deliver water, and tried to wake her up.

Jia Zheng finally came to his senses, lifted his robe, turned around and ran out.

Jia Amnesty and Mrs. Xing were also a little sentimental, but not as intense as the three of them.Mrs. Xing is a daughter-in-law after all, so she also went to comfort Jia's mother.Jia Amnesty leaned in front of Yan Liang, frowned and lamented that today was a bad day, and the two children died suddenly.

"Your nephew of the Lin family died early, but it just happened to be news today." Yan Liang frowned, thinking of the news that the officials were madly spreading the news that the sage was going to be promoted to Lin Ruhai a few days ago. It didn't make him happy."

"No, he managed to get a son at this age, but..." Jia Shen mentioned Jia Zhu again, "It's a pity that Zhu'er is a child. Years ago, he was doing well, and he was alive and well. At first, he just suffered from a little cold. Who knows Someone died."

"Yesterday, I heard people say that he has a high fever. Why, your second brother and his wife haven't paid attention? Didn't you take good care of him before bed?"

"My second brother, you don't know? He heard that Zhu'er was seriously ill, so he sent his wife to worry about it. He went to take a look yesterday, and only gave a few words of warning. I don't think it's better If you don't go, Zhu Er will get angry even more. I think he will regret it for a while." Jia She stroked his chin in pain, it was a pity that Zhu Er had to leave, and he was also very sorry.

Yan Liang and Jia She went to Jia Zhu's residence while talking.Before arriving at the place, Madam Wang was already crying through the door. She was crying so hard that her voice was already hoarse, and it felt like she was about to tear out her internal organs.

Jia Zheng's facial features were wrinkled together, and he came out with his hands behind his back, his face extremely ugly.He raised his hand to see Yan Liang and Jia She, and his frown deepened.

Then I heard Mrs. Wang in the room crying and talking to the dead Jia Zhu.Judging from the content of his words, it seems that Jia Zhu didn't close his eyes all the time, and Mrs. Wang kept asking him what his unfulfilled wish was.

When a man was about to die, his father neglected to care about him and pressed his studies; but Jia Zhu was a very strong person and did not want to disappoint his father, so when he died, he still held a book in his hand.This move has attracted the regret of many people, who evaluate it as a kind of virtue.But Yan Liang knew very well in his heart that Jia Zhu's state of mind before his death was extremely desolate, and it was a kind of relief that he died like this in this life.

"My condolences." Jia Amnesty couldn't help comforting Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng glanced at Jia She, and felt that Jia She's words had some meaning.He turned his head angrily and said nothing.

Yan Liang couldn't sympathize with Jia Zheng, since Jia Zhu could have walked more peacefully.But because Jia Zheng didn't let him go, it was hard for him to close his eyes when he died.

Seeing Yan Liang's strange eyes, Jia Zheng remembered his strange expression just now, so he simply asked him what he meant.

"How do I think you've longed for my Zhener's death? People are like that, and you haven't even said a word of comfort to me, which shows that you have ulterior motives."

"You did it yourself." Yan Liang took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Jia Zheng, "Your son wrote it to you."

Jia Zheng was stunned, took the letter and opened it to see that it was indeed Zhu Er's handwriting.He immediately looked at Yan Liang very puzzled, how could his son's letter be in his hand! ?Jia Zheng glanced at the words on the letter, and it was clearly his last words, which made Jia Zheng even more annoyed.His own son didn't tell him what he had to say, but instead told an outsider!

"How did you have this letter?"

"Zhu'er asked me to give it to you, saying that I can only hand over this letter once he leaves." Yan Liang replied.

Jia Zheng stared at the letter and gritted his teeth.

"Why is it in your hand? Also, you brought this letter with you by such a coincidence today? Could it be that you had already calculated that he was going to die today?" Jia Zheng questioned Jia Zheng one after another with doubts in his eyes.

Yan Liang: "He is my nephew. Seeing that he has been ill for so long, I asked Zhener to come over and take care of him when he is free. The letter is your son who asked Zhener to pass it to me. As for the reason, you can only ask him Yes. I brought a letter today to ask for clarification, who would have thought that someone would die like this. But you don’t have to thank me, my little concern is nothing, and naturally it can’t compare to a father like you who cares about his own son.”

Jia Zheng heard the sarcasm in Yan Liang's words, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.Jia Zhu felt guilty every word in the letter, blaming himself for not living up to expectations, and constantly apologizing to him. Jia Zheng even clearly saw in the lines that he was giving birth to world-weariness.

His sensible eldest son actually left a suicide note, secretly blaming himself!That's all, but he is not as close to his biological father as his cousin's father.

Jia Zheng felt that he had received another heavy blow.He couldn't stand anymore, but luckily a woman helped him to stabilize in time.

Yan Liang turned around and watched Baoyu stumbling in wearing a blue plain suit.

"One has already died, I advise you to serve the next one."

Baoyu covered her head with her hands and cried, throwing her head into Yan Liang's arms.He raised his head and saw that it was Uncle Jing, retreated a few steps timidly, and then ran into the room crying under Mrs. Wang's call.

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