Tian Yawen served Liu Meidi to take medicine, Meng Zhicheng stroked the old lady's back, Meng Qiang held the old lady's hand, and Meng Jiarui served Tian Yawen with tea, water and medicine. Zhang Tianyue entered the house after making a phone call and saw the descendants in front of him.

The scene of the old lady turning around.

For a moment, something seemed to prick her heart. She had always believed that parents and one child was a normal family configuration. Reorganized families with as many people as the Meng family were special, so the conflicts in this kind of family were much higher than in ordinary families.

many.

But she only noticed the disadvantages but ignored the advantages. When there are many people and work together, the happiness of the Meng family is doubled. Even in emergencies, their mutual support becomes more orderly and powerful.

Meng Jiarui had no time to put down what he was holding and hurriedly came to her: "How is it?"

Zhang Tianyue found that everyone in the room was looking at her, and quickly gathered her thoughts to tell everyone what she had learned from New York: "Aunt Xiao passed away more than a month ago, suffering from advanced liver cancer. When Yu Ting returned to China...

She is no longer here."

In other words, Yuting knew about her mother's death.

Meng Zhicheng hugged the old lady: "Grandma, you can rest assured now. Her death has nothing to do with you. She was already gone when you asked Master for help."

Hearing this, Liu Meidi's heart finally dropped a little as she raised her throat. Unexpectedly, Meng Zhicheng's next words made her tremble again.

"You have done nothing wrong. You are not afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night."

Liu Meidi stared blankly at Meng Qiang, who was dazed in front of her. She and her son went to ask the master to deal with Xiao Chuan. She did not dare to say that she had not done anything wrong. Her son was so stunned that he must have thought of the same thing as her.

Tian Yawen patted Meng Qiang on the back: "There is no resurrection after death."

Meng Qiang looked up at his wife, feeling a little apologetic: "I'm not... I just... I..."

"I know." Tian Yawen twitched her lips at him. She really couldn't laugh, and she no longer forced herself: "After all, you and her have lived together, and she was the one who gave birth to Yuting. Not to mention you, I just got it.

It was hard not to feel sad when I heard the news."

Seeing that his family members were all calm, Meng Jiarui stood next to Zhang Tianyue and quietly leaned into her ear: "You don't know anything about it?"

"Yeah." Zhang Tianyue also leaned over and whispered to him, covering his mouth with one hand: "It's been almost three months. Aunt Xiao called me once to tell me about Yu Ting's suicide. At that time, I just thought

She has nothing to do with Yuting, so she hopes I can persuade her from the side."

Meng Jiarui thought for a while, and inadvertently imitated her and covered her mouth with one hand: "Judging from the time, she should have known that she would not be alive soon, so I wanted to ask you to take more care of my sister."

"She is really..." Zhang Tianyue got stuck mid-sentence, either because he didn't want to criticize someone who had passed away, or because he couldn't find a suitable adjective.

"A stubborn person." Meng Jiarui accepted her words naturally.

Zhang Tianyue was quite surprised: "You must have never met Aunt Xiao, why do you say that?"

"That's how I feel." Meng Jiarui paused and lowered his voice: "My sister seems to be stubborn too."

The two looked at each other and said nothing. At that moment, Zhang Tianyue suddenly felt that she and Meng Jiarui seemed to have some kind of connection.

Meng Qiang and his wife served Liu Meidi back to her room and lay down.

Tian Yawen sat by the bed and trimmed her mother-in-law's hair: "Mom, all you want to do is burn incense and pray to Buddha for peace of mind. The master is a master, and he will naturally not do anything that hurts people's lives. Xiao Chuan's illness has nothing to do with you."

Liu Meidi sighed, her face looked much better than before, but her mood was still low: "I am already at this age, no matter how much I think about it, I am the one who is about to be in the coffin. As long as you are safe, I have nothing to fear."

Meng Qiang on the side has no longer been shocked when he first heard the news of Xiao Chuan's death, and is calmer and calmer than usual: "Mom, we don't owe Xiao Chuan, of course there is nothing to be afraid of. Let's ask the master to do a dojo ceremony for her tomorrow.

Cheng, this counts as our acquaintance."

"Okay, let's do it this way." Liu Meidi felt better: "Now, Yunding Villa is completely at peace."

Tian Yawen came out of the old lady's room, and there were only Meng Jiarui and Zhang Tianyue in the living room.

"Where's Zhicheng?"

Meng Jiarui shrugged and expressed ignorance.

Tian Yawen took her youngest son's hand: "Jia Rui, your dad and grandma, I have discussed it. When Yu Ting's situation gets better, we plan to transfer Yunding Villa to her name. Do you have any objections?"

Zhang Tianyue on the side heard the conversation between mother and son and quietly retreated.

Zhang Tianyue walked out of the small courtyard and took a deep breath. Looking at the Yunding Villa in the night, she couldn't help laughing to herself when she recalled that Tian Yawen said that she wanted to give this place to Yu Ting.

She self-righteously planned a future life for Yu Ting, without thinking that behind this action was actually the distrust of the Meng family; but they were willing to give their greatest support to Yu Ting without reservation, and this action was unintentional.

Hit her in the face.

This was the second time today that Zhang Tianyue looked at the Meng family with admiration.

"Why did you come out?" Meng Zhicheng suddenly came out of nowhere, frightening Zhang Tianyue to the point of almost screaming.

Meng Zhicheng handed a basket of strawberries to her: "I just picked them. There are not many strawberries left. I can eat loquats in two days. After eating the loquats, I can eat bayberries!"

Zhang Tianyue looked at the basket full of strawberries and couldn't help but move her eyes to Meng Zhicheng's face. Through the moonlight, Zhang Tianyue could clearly see Meng Zhicheng's smile and the affection in his eyes. No wonder Meng Jiarui wanted to warn her.

She looked back at the small building. Through the glass window, she could see Tian Yawen and Meng Jiarui, mother and son, laughing. They should have reached a consensus. She turned to look at Meng Zhicheng again. He should also make concessions for Yu Ting. Zhang Tianyue suddenly

I don’t want to tell the fact that I don’t like strawberries.

She gently pushed the strawberry basket away: "I've been feeling sick to my stomach recently, and I can't touch raw or cold things. But I still want to thank you."

"Have you been to the hospital? What did the doctor say? Did you get any medicine?" Meng Zhicheng asked anxiously.

Zhang Tianyue looked at him carefully, and there was no disappointment or regret on his face, only full of worry. For some reason, she suddenly felt a trace of apology.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Ah?!" Meng Zhicheng's mind buzzed: "I...have...didn't..."

Seeing his eyes moving around with nowhere to rest, Zhang Tianyue couldn't help but remind her: "If it's just someone you like unilaterally, it doesn't count as your girlfriend."

"Ah!" Meng Zhicheng's eyes indeed stopped, but they were out of focus.

Zhang Tianyue understood immediately: "You don't have a girlfriend, right?"

Meng Zhicheng hummed in frustration.

"Are you interested in falling in love?"

Meng Zhicheng thought he heard wrongly, raised his head suddenly, and met Zhang Tianyue's serious eyes. He nodded as if possessed: "I think."

Zhang Tianyue nodded: "Let's have dinner together at noon tomorrow."

"Wha, what?" Meng Zhicheng dug his ears. Did he hear it wrong again?

"If you don't have long time to eat at noon, you can make an appointment near your work."

Meng Zhicheng dug his ears again, what was the sound of fireworks and firecrackers? What was the background music that sounded as festive as the New Year?
Chapter completed!