Chapter 518 The Death of the Old Lady
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Mo Bi Mei Le Mo
this moment.
Huang Shengnan was a little scared by Jiang Lang's rogue behavior.
I didn’t expect this person to be so shameless!
When I thought about it, I would kiss Jiang Lang in the center of the village in public.
She didn't even know how much of a commotion it would cause if word got out.
The feeling of social death made her tremble just thinking about it.
"Shameless~" She gritted her teeth and cursed softly.
He grabbed Jiang Lang's collar and pulled him in front of him.
Their eyes met, Huang Shengnan's eyelashes blinked slightly, and Jiang Lang suddenly discovered that the other person's eyes were quite beautiful.
There was an extra layer of hazy mist in Leng Ao's eyes, which contained deep charm, like shy petals.
Before Jiang Langren could react, Huang Shengnan had already turned his head, leaving a red mark on his face.
Like a dragonfly touching water, a drop of water fell on the face, leaving a slight soft feeling, and quickly disappeared...
Before even having time to reflect on this feeling, Huang Shengnan turned and left, leaving only a faint "remember to cook" in the air.
Jiang Lang touched the red mark on his face, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.
This woman doesn't seem to be that cold and arrogant, nor does she seem to act as domineering as usual!
Miss Huang is also shy...
Shaking his head, Jiang Lang crossed his fingers and placed them on the back of his head, then followed slowly.
When Jiang Lang returned to the yard again, Huang Shengnan was gone. Only Jiang Ting yawned and came out of the room, looking like she had just woken up.
She looked at Jiang Lang, stretched, and asked with a haggard look: "Brother, what are you and Sister Nan doing?
How can I meet her, she is so popular? "
Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows and did not explain. He just asked, "Why are you awake now? It's still cold outside! Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Jiang Ting shook her head and rubbed her stomach: "I can't sleep! I'm hungry!"
Jiang Lang rubbed the other person's head in a funny way: "Okay~ Then you can play with your phone for a while. I'll take a bath first and then cook for you!"
Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "That's not right! Brother~ why are you cooking? Aren't we guests?"
Jiang Lang walked towards his room and said, "I made a bet with Huang Shengnan, and I won the bet to cook!"
Jiang Ting looked at Jiang Lang's back with a confused look on her face.
"Cooking if you win the bet? What will you do if you lose the bet?"
She scratched her messy hair and expressed her incomprehension...
In the following days, the two brothers and sisters lived in Huangjia Village.
Jiang Lang and Huang Shengnan went for morning jogs every day, but unfortunately the luck was gone.
Sometimes when Huang Shengnan went down the mountain for business, he would practice boxing by himself on the observation deck.
Look at the white clouds and morning glow, view the scene of the imperial capital, and feel the breeze from heaven and earth blowing through your palms.
Not to mention, it feels really good!
It was as if he had transformed into a worldly master living in seclusion in the mountains.
When several little kids in the village saw it, they ran over and learned with him. Their silly and swooping looks made him laugh.
As for Jiang Ting, she went to visit Huang Manrou every day.
Jiang Lang didn't have any objections.
after all...
After all, she is also Jiang Ting's biological mother. Now that she doesn't have much time left, there is nothing wrong with letting her accompany her through the final journey.
Even he himself would go there and take a look when he had time.
Perhaps because of Jiang Ting's company, Huang Manrou, who had been bedridden for many years, looked much better and talked more every day.
until...
mid-February.
Jiang Ting is approaching the beginning of school.
A cry of mourning echoed in Huangjia Village.
"Old lady, she's dead..."
Although death is like ashes, as the leader of the four major families and the founder of the Huang family of the imperial capital, she is a strange woman of a generation.
Huang Shengnan's death still caused a lot of noise in the entire imperial capital...
Many people from the other three major families came to express their condolences, including senior government officials, business celebrities, etc.
From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are all kinds of wreaths and flower baskets...
Along the way, there are people everywhere!
On the contrary, it made Huangjia Village, which was quite cold on weekdays, a little more lively.
The only thing that surprised everyone was that on the day of the burial, the person holding the portrait was a different person.
A woman that no one knows.
As we all know, regardless of the north or the south, on the day of burial, those holding the portrait are the immediate family members and descendants of the deceased.
And everyone knows that Huang Manrou has no children!
Everyone took it for granted that the person holding the portrait should be the heir to the Huang family, Huang Shengnan, who would do this!
Many people's eyes flickered, and they all guessed who this person was.
Only after the civil strife in the Jiang family that year, the older generation of the four major families seemed to have thought of something.
Looking at Jiang Ting who was wearing mourning clothes and holding a portrait in her hands, walking in front of the other party.
The eyes are extremely complex...
Silent night.
A low sobbing sound sounded in Jiang Lang's ears.
The corner of Jiang Lang's mouth twitched slightly, he dug his ears, and looked at Jiang Ting who was squatting on the ground, holding her knees and crying, and felt helpless.
Our ancestors are right: women are made of water.
I've been crying for a few days now, why is it not over yet...
To be honest, Jiang Lang didn't expect that this old lady of the Huang family would die like this!No warning at all...
Jiang Ting raised her head and looked at Jiang Lang with tearful eyes: "Brother, tell me why, he suddenly disappeared!
Obviously...it was obviously fine last week.
She obviously promised me that she would see me graduate from college, get married and have children..."
Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment, opened his lips, but still didn't say a word.
Back to the light!
Apart from that, he couldn't think of any other explanation.
Scientifically speaking, it is the human body's stress ability. When the brain knows that it is unable to recover, it uses all the energy of the body to make a "dying struggle" and fight against the "god of death" for the last time.
Thinking of Huang Manrou, how energetic she was a few days ago and could even stand up on her own, Jiang Lang couldn't help but shook his head.
He could think that Jiang Ting, a medical student, should also know.
It’s just that the other party doesn’t want to admit it!
Moreover, it’s only been a few days, only half a month!The relationship between the two of them is so good!
Jiang Lang was actually a bit unexpected.
He could only sigh that the power of blood and family ties is indeed not simple...
With a faint sigh, Jiang Lang knelt down and rubbed the other person's head: "Okay~Jiang Ting! It's over.
At least, before death!
She saw her daughter and her wish was fulfilled! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lang wanted to slap himself.
This lousy mouth is really incapable of comforting people.
Sure enough, after listening to Jiang Lang's comfort, Jiang Ting cried even louder.
The cry of "wuwuwu~" could probably be heard from outside the yard.
Just when Jiang Lang was at a loss and didn't know how to comfort Jiang Ting.
"Dong dong dong~" a knock sounded outside the door.
"Jiang Lang~Xiaoting! Can I come in?" Huang Shengnan's slightly hoarse voice sounded outside the house...
Huang Shengnan was a little scared by Jiang Lang's rogue behavior.
I didn’t expect this person to be so shameless!
When I thought about it, I would kiss Jiang Lang in the center of the village in public.
She didn't even know how much of a commotion it would cause if word got out.
The feeling of social death made her tremble just thinking about it.
"Shameless~" She gritted her teeth and cursed softly.
He grabbed Jiang Lang's collar and pulled him in front of him.
Their eyes met, Huang Shengnan's eyelashes blinked slightly, and Jiang Lang suddenly discovered that the other person's eyes were quite beautiful.
There was an extra layer of hazy mist in Leng Ao's eyes, which contained deep charm, like shy petals.
Before Jiang Langren could react, Huang Shengnan had already turned his head, leaving a red mark on his face.
Like a dragonfly touching water, a drop of water fell on the face, leaving a slight soft feeling, and quickly disappeared...
Before even having time to reflect on this feeling, Huang Shengnan turned and left, leaving only a faint "remember to cook" in the air.
Jiang Lang touched the red mark on his face, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.
This woman doesn't seem to be that cold and arrogant, nor does she seem to act as domineering as usual!
Miss Huang is also shy...
Shaking his head, Jiang Lang crossed his fingers and placed them on the back of his head, then followed slowly.
When Jiang Lang returned to the yard again, Huang Shengnan was gone. Only Jiang Ting yawned and came out of the room, looking like she had just woken up.
She looked at Jiang Lang, stretched, and asked with a haggard look: "Brother, what are you and Sister Nan doing?
How can I meet her, she is so popular? "
Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows and did not explain. He just asked, "Why are you awake now? It's still cold outside! Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Jiang Ting shook her head and rubbed her stomach: "I can't sleep! I'm hungry!"
Jiang Lang rubbed the other person's head in a funny way: "Okay~ Then you can play with your phone for a while. I'll take a bath first and then cook for you!"
Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "That's not right! Brother~ why are you cooking? Aren't we guests?"
Jiang Lang walked towards his room and said, "I made a bet with Huang Shengnan, and I won the bet to cook!"
Jiang Ting looked at Jiang Lang's back with a confused look on her face.
"Cooking if you win the bet? What will you do if you lose the bet?"
She scratched her messy hair and expressed her incomprehension...
In the following days, the two brothers and sisters lived in Huangjia Village.
Jiang Lang and Huang Shengnan went for morning jogs every day, but unfortunately the luck was gone.
Sometimes when Huang Shengnan went down the mountain for business, he would practice boxing by himself on the observation deck.
Look at the white clouds and morning glow, view the scene of the imperial capital, and feel the breeze from heaven and earth blowing through your palms.
Not to mention, it feels really good!
It was as if he had transformed into a worldly master living in seclusion in the mountains.
When several little kids in the village saw it, they ran over and learned with him. Their silly and swooping looks made him laugh.
As for Jiang Ting, she went to visit Huang Manrou every day.
Jiang Lang didn't have any objections.
after all...
After all, she is also Jiang Ting's biological mother. Now that she doesn't have much time left, there is nothing wrong with letting her accompany her through the final journey.
Even he himself would go there and take a look when he had time.
Perhaps because of Jiang Ting's company, Huang Manrou, who had been bedridden for many years, looked much better and talked more every day.
until...
mid-February.
Jiang Ting is approaching the beginning of school.
A cry of mourning echoed in Huangjia Village.
"Old lady, she's dead..."
Although death is like ashes, as the leader of the four major families and the founder of the Huang family of the imperial capital, she is a strange woman of a generation.
Huang Shengnan's death still caused a lot of noise in the entire imperial capital...
Many people from the other three major families came to express their condolences, including senior government officials, business celebrities, etc.
From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are all kinds of wreaths and flower baskets...
Along the way, there are people everywhere!
On the contrary, it made Huangjia Village, which was quite cold on weekdays, a little more lively.
The only thing that surprised everyone was that on the day of the burial, the person holding the portrait was a different person.
A woman that no one knows.
As we all know, regardless of the north or the south, on the day of burial, those holding the portrait are the immediate family members and descendants of the deceased.
And everyone knows that Huang Manrou has no children!
Everyone took it for granted that the person holding the portrait should be the heir to the Huang family, Huang Shengnan, who would do this!
Many people's eyes flickered, and they all guessed who this person was.
Only after the civil strife in the Jiang family that year, the older generation of the four major families seemed to have thought of something.
Looking at Jiang Ting who was wearing mourning clothes and holding a portrait in her hands, walking in front of the other party.
The eyes are extremely complex...
Silent night.
A low sobbing sound sounded in Jiang Lang's ears.
The corner of Jiang Lang's mouth twitched slightly, he dug his ears, and looked at Jiang Ting who was squatting on the ground, holding her knees and crying, and felt helpless.
Our ancestors are right: women are made of water.
I've been crying for a few days now, why is it not over yet...
To be honest, Jiang Lang didn't expect that this old lady of the Huang family would die like this!No warning at all...
Jiang Ting raised her head and looked at Jiang Lang with tearful eyes: "Brother, tell me why, he suddenly disappeared!
Obviously...it was obviously fine last week.
She obviously promised me that she would see me graduate from college, get married and have children..."
Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment, opened his lips, but still didn't say a word.
Back to the light!
Apart from that, he couldn't think of any other explanation.
Scientifically speaking, it is the human body's stress ability. When the brain knows that it is unable to recover, it uses all the energy of the body to make a "dying struggle" and fight against the "god of death" for the last time.
Thinking of Huang Manrou, how energetic she was a few days ago and could even stand up on her own, Jiang Lang couldn't help but shook his head.
He could think that Jiang Ting, a medical student, should also know.
It’s just that the other party doesn’t want to admit it!
Moreover, it’s only been a few days, only half a month!The relationship between the two of them is so good!
Jiang Lang was actually a bit unexpected.
He could only sigh that the power of blood and family ties is indeed not simple...
With a faint sigh, Jiang Lang knelt down and rubbed the other person's head: "Okay~Jiang Ting! It's over.
At least, before death!
She saw her daughter and her wish was fulfilled! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lang wanted to slap himself.
This lousy mouth is really incapable of comforting people.
Sure enough, after listening to Jiang Lang's comfort, Jiang Ting cried even louder.
The cry of "wuwuwu~" could probably be heard from outside the yard.
Just when Jiang Lang was at a loss and didn't know how to comfort Jiang Ting.
"Dong dong dong~" a knock sounded outside the door.
"Jiang Lang~Xiaoting! Can I come in?" Huang Shengnan's slightly hoarse voice sounded outside the house...
