Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

She was old and sick, and her daughter accompanied her on the last journey.

That's the case.

Not to mention a house.

Even giving ten sets to Du Xinrui would not be enough.

Now it has been rejected.

however.

Face doubts.

Du Xinrui just lowered her head slightly and said something that Miss Jiang couldn't refute.

"I am not qualified to forgive her on behalf of my father..."

indeed.

As long as the emotions of the elders are involved, there is basically no solution.

Miss Jiang is not qualified to make decisions for Ms. Du.

All she could do was smack her lips.

"If you don't want it, then forget it."

“It’s just a house.”

"If you like, I'll buy you a set tomorrow."

The upstart's remarks eased Du Xinrui's long-depressed mood a little.

A warm smile.

"Thank you."

.........

Du Xinrui's mother lives on the third floor.

When Miss Jiang was halfway up to the second floor, she heard an argument coming from upstairs.

There are men and women.

"Tang Li has lived in our house for so many years!"

“Why can you just give the house away for free?!”

...

"That's right! That woman eats delicious food and drinks spicy drinks in our house every day!"

"We didn't collect it from her... Snap!"

"Dad! It's no use beating me!"

"What's wrong with what I said?!"

...

"My sister gave the house to her daughter. What does it have to do with you?"

"You don't even want to call me mom, how can you tell me when it's time to divide the family property?"

"Zhou Xiao, I tell you, it's impossible!"

...

"Tang Hua, I'll tell you too!"

"This is the Zhou family, not your Tang family!"

The quarrel seemed to be getting intense.

Miss Jiang, dressed in black, walked right into the door of the house.

"Ouch."

"It's quite lively, huh?"

"Wet market?"

Just one sentence.

The house suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at Miss Jiang.

The meaning in the eyes is different.

Fearful, alert, unkind.

Only Tang Tu's father looked at him in a friendly way.

other people…

Ah.

Miss Jiang smiled with disdain.

Then scan the entire living room.

The word "甸" is a hanging character.

There was a makeshift bed underneath.

Lying on it was a skinny woman, dressed in a dark red shroud.

There was a piece of cardboard stuck on his face.

It is impossible to see the expression on his face.

There are candles and offerings at the feet.

In fact, when Miss Jiang saw the lying woman for the first time.

I still feel a little dazed.

After all, the last time I saw him, he was sitting on a chair in the restaurant.

Wearing elegant clothes, he proudly preached to Du Xinrui.

And now.

Lying here quietly.

Like a stone.

Things are impermanent.

Miss Jiang sighed twice.

Then he took a white envelope from Secretary Wang and placed it on the table at the door.

"No rules?"

In a word.

It woke up everyone present.

Then the middle-aged man with a bitter face came to Miss Jiang.

"you…"

"It's a condolence, isn't it?"

After being choked, the middle-aged man didn't dare to say anything in response.

He just handed over the notebook on the table.

Miss Jiang glanced down.

A flick of the hand.

Signed his own name.

Then he came to the plank bed.

He bowed gently.

however.

Just when everyone thought Jiang Ning had finished, she bowed twice more in front of everyone.

So much so that Betty, who was at the door, pulled Secretary Wang aside and asked a simple question.

"barbarian."

"As I recall, Jiang and Du's mothers are not related?"

"But why did she bow three times?"

why?

Secretary Wang raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at the blonde girl next to him as if she was an idiot.

"This is called preparing for a rainy day, so as to be prepared for any eventuality."

"You are a barbarian, you know nothing."

.........

The condolence process went very smoothly.

No one picked a fight with Miss Jiang during the whole process.

wrong.

Basically no one talks to Miss Jiang.

Except Tang Tu's father, Tang Hua.

I just walked out of the corridor.

He followed Miss Jiang's steps and asked in a negotiating tone:

"Miss Jiang."

"I know you are a capable person."

"Can you think of a way for Xinrui to get this house back?"

...

Before Miss Jiang opened her mouth, Du Xinrui at the side spoke up first.

"elder brother."

"Stop talking. I don't want this house."

It is clear.

Tang Hua was very dissatisfied with his sister's appearance.

Angry at his lack of contention:

"You silly girl!"

"That's the house your mother left for you!"

"You're just going to give it away like this!?"

"Even if you don't need it now, you'll have a place to stay when you return to your country!"

"and……"

however.

Facing her brother's various exhortations, Du Xinrui still kept her head slightly lowered.

No objection at all.

Seeing that his sister was not listening.

Tang Hua was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

But right now.