Datang Coroner

Chapter 1387

Anyway, seeing the relationship between He Rong and Song Bilian gone forever, Fu Shi felt extremely sad.

Li Changbo asked the question he had asked again: "Where is the arsenic used?"

But He Rong insisted that he just took it home to poison the rats, and didn't use it elsewhere.

As for plotting against his younger brother with Song Bilian, he didn't refute.

Apparently, he also knew very well in his heart that plotting against his younger brother was at best a bad character, and the government couldn't care about these matters.

But killing is different.

Li Changbo lowered his eyelids slightly, his expression had become completely indifferent, and his whole body exuded a kind of power: "How did you tell your brother? You asked him to wait there, but you arranged for someone to kill him— —Clearly wanting to make him a scapegoat. Your brother doesn't know how to make dim sum at all, have you forgotten?"

"Or is it your grandfather who arranged all these things?"

At this time, He Rong still bit him to death, but he didn't know who else it was.

He Ye came here at this time.

People from outside came in to complain, asking if He Ye should be allowed in.

Li Changbo glanced at He Rong meaningfully, and then at Liu Yuansong.

Liu Yuansong immediately nodded and asked He Ye to be invited in. .

When he came over, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was out of breath.

I don't know how anxious I was when I came here, so I looked like this.

As soon as he came in, He Ye didn't care about anything, and asked quickly, what happened?
Why did he call He Rong over so suddenly?
Liu Yuansong told the story slowly.

The more he went on, the more astonished He Ye's expression became.

When he heard that it was He Rong who had quietly exposed the matter between Widow Yang and He Huan, and there was a lot of trouble, he coughed loudly in anger.

He coughed alarmingly, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Obviously unable to say a word, but still staring at He Rong.

It seems to be asking silently: Why?
He Rong gradually became angry when he was looked at by that look.

In the end, I don't know what to think, anyway, He Rong suddenly said: "You have been biased since you were a child. I had to learn how to make noodles when I was four years old. When he was four years old, you said let him go to a private school to study— —”

"No matter how cold it is, don't dare to get sick, as long as you two make dim sum, I have to help."

"Once you knocked over the snack basket, you beat me so much that I couldn't get out of bed for three days."

"Once he knocked over a snack and put it back secretly, but he still hit me."

The more He Rong recalled these little things, the more obvious the anger on his face became, and his voice became more and more excited: "As long as there is a mistake in making dim sum or selling dim sum, it will always be wrong. Me. What about him?"

"I didn't learn well in reading, and I couldn't learn how to make snacks, but you still married him a young and beautiful daughter-in-law, bought a house for him, and let the young couple go out to live alone."

"He has no other skills, he can only do odd jobs in the pastry shop, but he gets the same money as me every month!"

"As for me, I have to serve you at home. Why is there such a big gap between children born to the same parents?"

He Rong's every word is a question.

Suddenly it really sounded like that. It felt like the old man was out of balance and had a biased heart that caused all this.

But Fu Shiyi became more and more displeased the more he listened: Why do you feel that after not spoiling the child and spoiling the child, two completely different children were raised?
If you want to say how eccentric, there is no such thing.

Generally speaking, if there are several children in the family at the same time, if the younger one makes a mistake, the older one will probably be implicated.

And these days, every family pays attention to the first child born.

Because this child is going to keep the incense for inheritance and to inherit the family business in the future.

Otherwise, He Rong should be separated from the family at that time.

Since Jiang He Rong stayed in the old house, He Rong must inherit everything from the old house in the future.

Before he even had to ask this question, He Ye had already opened his mouth with difficulty: "Ahem, ahem, I'm strict with you, is there something wrong?"

"You want to pass on this shop. If you don't let you go to elementary school, how can you lay a solid foundation?"

"He doesn't live up to it, and I have no choice. I can't let him starve to death, right? In the future, when I die, you will share the money, and he will share as much as you can. These things have already been written. The snacks are overturned. Put it back and sell it again, the customer ate sand, if I don’t beat you, should I beat him?”

"At that time, you were responsible for packing the snacks, and he didn't take it seriously. Didn't you see it?"

"He won't be the shopkeeper of the dim sum shop in the future, dim sum is worth nothing to him. But your attitude should be different from his!"

He Ye said so many words in one breath, he was out of breath.

With his appearance, Fu Shiyi almost suspected that he had pneumoconiosis.

After all, if you deal with flour every day, you may inhale a lot. Over the years, it will definitely have an impact on the lungs.

And He Ye's words are very moving.

Deep love means long-term consideration.

Perhaps He Ye's discipline on He Rong was a bit stricter, but it was indeed for He Rong's good that he was so strict.

If there is no such a younger brother to compare, maybe He Rong can still feel it.

Unfortunately……

And maybe He Ye never mentioned these words to He Rong.

He Rong heaved a long sigh as he talked: "I bought him a house and settled him down in order to divide it up, so that you two brothers will not live under the same roof after you get married, and there will be troubles at that time." What's not fun."

"And if you don't separate them, when will he grow up? He doesn't live up to expectations, why can't you understand these reasons?!"

"Why am I always very strict with you when I teach you how to make dim sum?" He Ye stared at He Rong, "Because you want to inherit the name of this shop! Instead of going out to find a place to make a living! My family and I You can't destroy the signboard that has been around for so many years!"

As soon as these heartfelt words came out, He Rong was finally moved.

He stared at He Ye, the muscles on his face trembled violently, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Song Bilian, who had always had no sense of presence, sneered at this moment: "Or how can I say that I'm an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf? I'm not annoyed now."

Such a sentence successfully pulled everyone's thoughts back.

He Rong glared at Song Bilian: "Say one more thing?!"

Song Bilian wasn't afraid of He Rong at all: "Just say it. If there is anything you dare not say, aren't you a white-eyed wolf? You don't know who treats you well, so you just want to bite back!"

This clearly still bears resentment for what He Rong said just now that he didn't know her.

　Sometimes this is actually the case. Children always feel that their parents are strict with them, maybe because they don’t like themselves, but sometimes strictness is a deeper love.

　　I don’t know if I can write it in the next update, so I’ll tell everyone first, see you tomorrow——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)