Chapter 295 The Painful Past (2)
Tang Biqin’s heart suddenly jumped, and her expression suddenly became panicked, "Your father is not dead, he and your mother are playing outside. Grandma wants to tell your aunt Just a few words, can you and your brother go upstairs to see your sister?”
She still wanted to keep this matter hidden, but she didn’t expect that an uninvited guest would suddenly appear and reveal it. .
“They don’t know about this yet?” Ji Yiyun burst out laughing and looked at the two ignorant children, “Your father and mother died in a car accident and are already dead.”
Although Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu are still young, they have been exposed to several courses on death education as early as in school.
They know that if they die, they will never come back.
They can never see their father and mother again.
In an instant, tears poured out of the eyes of the two children like water bursting from a dam.
Ji Zeqiu raised his fist and hit the woman. With tears in his eyes, he shouted hoarsely, "You liar, your parents will not die, they will not die, wuwuwu..."
Ji Tingyang stood there, sobbing with trembling shoulders.
Ji Yiyun frowned and pushed Ji Zeqiu aside, "What did I lie to you about? If you don't believe me, just ask your grandparents."
Hearing this, Ji Zeqiu immediately looked at Tang Biqin.
Looking at those wet, somewhat pitiful eyes, Tang Biqin hesitated to speak, unable to say anything.
Ji Zeqiu seemed to have sensed something, and cried even more heartbreakingly, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I want daddy, I want my mother..."
The child's cry was sharp and harsh. , like a magic sound penetrating through the eardrums, Ji Yiyun rubbed his ears irritably, "It's so noisy, I'm going back first, and I'll come back to you in two days, and then prepare the money you gave me."
She carried her bag and left the villa indifferently.
Tang Biqin was so busy coaxing the two children that she had no time to pay attention to her.
……
Two days later.
Tang Biqin and Lin’s father came to Nanshan Cemetery with their three children.
There is a lush bamboo forest growing in the cemetery, rustling in the breeze.
They walked for a while and stopped in front of two tombstones.
On the two tombstones next to each other were photos of Lin Xu and Ji Yanli, which looked so familiar.
Although Tang Biqin had made a lot of comfort and mental preparations for her two grandsons, when Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiuzhen came over, their faces were still full of tears, and even Ji Lanyue in her arms was grinning and crying. got up.
"Mom and dad are sleeping in there?" Ji Tingyang choked.
"Yes, if Tingyang misses his parents, he can come here to see them." Father Lin looked at his daughter on the tombstone, feeling the same pain and bitterness in his heart.
Ji Tingyang reached out and touched the smiling Lin Xu in the photo. His chest couldn't stop throbbing. Thinking of Lin Xu's words before leaving home, emotions of regret and self-blame intertwined in his heart.
"Is it because my mother was angry when I didn't let her touch my head when she went out, so she slept here and didn't want to go home?" Ji Tingyang's soft voice was full of tears. .
He knew he was wrong.
As long as mom comes back, I can touch my head as many times as I want.
"This is not your fault, it's the fault of the driver who ran the red light. You can't blame yourself." Father Lin was worried that he would get into trouble and blame himself for the death of Lin Xu and Ji Yanli.
Ji Tingyang was still a child after all. He hugged Father Lin’s neck and burst into tears, "Grandpa, is it really not because I did something wrong that my mother didn’t come back?" "Your mother I like you the most, how could I abandon you just because of this?" Father Lin coaxed.
Beside him, Ji Zeqiu's eyes were filled with tears, "Will it be cold for my parents to sleep here? Can we take them home?"
"Then next time we come back, how about we bring some quilts to our parents so that they won't get cold." Tang Biqin said.
"Then let's bring the quilt over tomorrow." Ji Zeqiu said hurriedly.
"Okay..."
After staying in the cemetery for a few hours, Tang Biqin took the children home.
Perhaps because they were tired from crying in the cemetery, the three children fell asleep in the car.
Perhaps because they were too sad, Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu were still mumbling the words "Mom and Dad" after falling asleep.
Tang Biqin gently wiped the tears on their faces and sighed, "I originally wanted to hide it from them, just find an excuse, and tell them when they grow up. Maybe as time goes by, they won't be like this I’m sad.”
Who knew that Ji Yanli’s sister appeared and exposed the matter.
"It doesn't matter if we say it, no matter how many excuses we make for such a big thing, we can't hide it for a few years. What if the child resents us for hiding it from him in the future?" Father Lin was driving, his mood was equally low.
Tang Biqin pursed her lips.
The car fell into silence for a while, and both of them felt like dark clouds in the sky, gloomy and depressing.
Perhaps because she didn't want to be surrounded by this heavy atmosphere, Tang Biqin once again talked about Ji Yanli's sister.
"The same goes for that woman. She was not sad at all when her brother died. Not only did she not even attend the funeral, she only wanted to share the inheritance." She was indignant.
"Didn't my daughter and son-in-law leave a will before, leaving all their assets to their three children? Even if she wants to make trouble, she can only get a minimal amount of money." After the woman left, Father Lin I called a lawyer and asked.
“She doesn’t look like someone who will treat her three children well. We cannot hand over the custody of our grandson and granddaughter to such a person. We can take care of it ourselves.” Tang Biqin said.
Father Lin nodded.
The car sped by on the road and soon returned to the Ji family villa.
A few days later, Ji Yiyun came over again.
“After so many days, have you discussed the outcome?” She sat on the sofa, crossing her legs leisurely.
Father Lin's face turned cold and he put the bank card on the table, "There are two hundred thousand in it. Once you take it away, don't come here again."
"Twenty thousand" "Ten thousand?" Ji Yiyun was stunned for a moment, then laughed as if he heard a joke, "Ji Yanli has made so much money over the years, not to mention this villa, even the car outside is more than 200,000." . Are you sending beggars? ”
"Then how many do you want?" Tang Biqin's expression was not very good.
"How much is the legacy of the Ji Yanli?" Ji Yiyun asked, and after a moment he waved his hand nonchalantly, "I'm too lazy to forget it, you can just give me half."
< br>"How much?!" Tang Biqin's voice broke.
This man is so shameless.
"The most we can give you is 300,000. Ji Yanli has made a will. Even if you go to a lawyer to sue, we won't be able to give you half of it." Father Lin said sternly.
(End of this chapter)