Chapter 1657 Wish

Zhou Shuren saw several keys in the box, and there were two deeds under the keys, "This is it?"

Logically speaking, didn't the Rong family's wealth be given to Ming Teng? When the fourth uncle handed it over to Ming Teng, he specially asked him to witness it.

Rong Yuyan coughed, took another sip of water to suppress his cough, and said, "I saved a sum of money, and now I leave it to you for safekeeping. I hope I won't need it one day."

The experience of the Rong family is vivid, and he has left a lot of options in recent years. This one is handed over to Shuren's line. He doesn't want the Rong family or the Zhou family to get it.

Zhou Shuren hugged the box, "I will keep it safe."

"Well, I hope no one will need it."

He doesn't care about these wealth, preferring to keep buried in the ground forever.

Zhou Shuren, "Fourth Uncle, take a good rest."

Rong Yuxuan was indeed tired, he had talked a lot for a while, when he saw the girl bring the medicine bowl, he didn't want to drink it, but met his nephew's eyes, and finally swallowed it down with a sigh.

Zhou Shuren got up and said to Ming Teng: "I'll go back first, you take care of me."

Seeing that his great-grandfather had taken the medicine, Ming Teng said with joy in his tone, "Grandpa, rest first, I will take good care of my great-grandfather."

Zhou Shuren walked out of the house, holding the box in his arms, and walked step by step towards the main courtyard, saying carefully, "Master Hou, are you alright?"

Zhou Shuren looked back at his fourth uncle's yard. The elders for many years, how can there be little affection, and his tone was a little sad, "It's okay, it's getting late, you can go home and rest too."

He has become accustomed to the personal guard of Jingyan, and it is easier to act cautiously, while Jinyan follows him all the time.

Jinyan said worriedly: "Master Hou, pay more attention to your body."

"good."

In the main courtyard, Zhulan sensed that Shuren's mood was not right, "Fourth Uncle's illness is serious again?"

"No, fourth uncle doesn't want to live anymore."

All the last words were given to him.

Zhulan, "This."

Zhou Shuren put down the box, "Death is a relief for the fourth uncle,

He has been living for the Rong clan all his life, and now that he is finally able to unload all the burdens, we should be happy for him. "

Zhulan twitched the corners of her mouth. Indeed, it was better to let go of the burden and walk easily than continue to carry the whole family on her back. The life of the fourth uncle could not be said to be bitter, but too tiring.

The sense of family responsibility in ancient times has been passed down by some families in modern times, and most of them live for their own small family.

She came to ancient times to see a lot of family responsibilities, and the fourth uncle moved her the most. Human life is so short, but the fourth uncle did his best for the family.

Zhou Shuren said again: "Get ready for everything that needs to be prepared."

Zhulan sighed, "Fourth Uncle's funeral has always been arranged by Fourth Uncle himself."

The repair of the cemetery, since Ming Teng adopted, the fourth uncle has hired someone to repair it.

The husband and wife were very touched. They couldn't eat the meal at night, so they simply ate a few mouthfuls. They didn't chat after the meal, so they just sat quietly until it was time to rest.

This night, Zhou Shuren slept very unsteadily, half asleep and half awake. It took him a long time to wake up in the morning before he opened his eyes. The fact that he was not disturbed last night meant that the fourth uncle was still at peace.

Zhulan stood up, "Get up?"

Zhou Shuren shook his head, he asked for a few days off, "I'll lie down for a while."

Zhulan doesn't feel much now, she will have a headache if she walks too much, she gets up and goes to the ground to get dressed, when Qingxue hears the noise and brings the girl in, the curtains are pulled open, Zhulan is stunned, "Is it snowing?"

Qingxue held the comb, "Yes, it snowed in the second half of the night."

Zhulan looked outside, "It's another winter."

Time flies too fast, she has been in ancient times for almost twenty years.

Zhou Shuren got up after the breakfast was ready, and he didn't tidy up. He dressed casually. The breakfast was simple porridge and pickles, but he ate a lot of it.

After dinner, the couple put on their cloaks to see the fourth uncle. When they arrived, the fourth uncle was drinking porridge. After a few mouthfuls, he couldn't eat any more, so he motioned for Ming Teng to take it away.

The old man wiped his mouth and asked, "Are you ready for breakfast?"

Zhou Shuren endured the pain in his heart, and the fourth uncle didn't have much energy on his face, "After using it, fourth uncle can't eat it?"

The old man, "I can't eat it, my mouth is full of soup and medicine."

Ming Teng interjected, "You can only recover after drinking the medicine."

Old man, "My own body knows it."

He said to Shuren again: "It's just in time for you to come. My affairs are all prepared, so you don't have to worry about it. Cough cough, I will return to Rong Mansion tomorrow."

Zhulan's nose turned sore when she heard that, the old man is going to die in Rong Mansion, "It's snowing outside, you are not suitable to move."

The old man said, "This is my last wish."

Ming Teng looked anxiously at his grandfather, but he heard him say, "Okay, I'll take you back when the time comes."

The old man smiled, "Okay, okay, thank you for these years."

Zhou Shuren, "I will go to the palace later."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "That's fine."

Zhulan and his wife sat for a while, and then they prepared to leave after the old man drank the medicine and fell asleep. Zhulan felt sorry for his grandson, who stayed up all night, "You also have a rest."

Ming Teng couldn't sleep, "Grandma, grandson is doing well."

Zhulan didn't persuade her too much. After Ming Teng adopted her, the fourth uncle taught her hand in hand. Now it is Ming Teng who suffers the most, "Hey."

Zhulan and his wife returned to the main courtyard, Zhou Shuren simply washed up and put on thick casual clothes, got up and entered the palace.

Zhulan handed over the prepared Tang Pozi, "You also take care of yourself."

Zhou Shuren, "Yes."

A quarter of an hour later, Boss Zhou came to the main courtyard, "Mother, the door of the Rong Mansion next door is open."

Zhulan, "Well, your uncle is going to move back."

"Mother, uncle is sick!"

Zhulan sighed, "Your uncle's wish."

Boss Zhou didn't understand anything, his eyes were red, and his uncle pointed him out because of Ming Teng, "Son, go and accompany uncle."

"Go."

Zhulan waited for her son to leave, and sat by the window, the snow outside the window did not stop, the fourth uncle arranged everything, raised his hand to touch the window, this was the Rong Mansion, his eyes were sore.

On the boat back to Beijing, Yujiao laughed all the time, and Minghui's face was as black as the bottom of a pot when she laughed, "Are you laughing happily?"

Yujiao cleared her throat, "Brother, I found that you are very lucky when you come out."

Yu Yi also couldn't help laughing, she was indeed prosperous.

Minghui had a headache, "Laugh if you want to."

Talking and looking at the future brother-in-law, seeing the dimples of the future brother-in-law, Yu Yueyang looked even more stupid, why did he just stare at him?

Yu Yueyang raised his eyebrows. As soon as he got on the boat, he spread the news that he had a fiancée, and only stared at him unless he was crazy.

Yujiao stopped laughing, "Brother, are you still going out to enjoy the rain?"

Minghui tapped his younger sister's forehead, "I'll let you go."

Yu Yi looked at the rain outside the window, "It's raining harder and harder, luckily I bought more charcoal fires to take on board."

Even with the windows closed, he still felt the chill, so he gathered up his cloak.

Yujiao was upset, "Snow is better than rain, the quilt should be damp again."

Yu Yi said to the girl: "Burn more charcoal, don't worry about it, the charcoal I bought is enough."

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