Jiang Zhihao patted the back of her hand and said, "Take it."
Zhong Jiawei hesitated for a moment before continuing to persuade.
After holding Lingling and having fun for a while, Meng Shufeng looked at Jiang Zhihao again and said, "I heard that you took your father to the provincial capital? Why don't you live together?"
"There are many relatives here, but I don't know anyone in the provincial capital," Jiang Zhihao replied.
"As long as you live happily, you can go anywhere. But if you have time later, ask your dad out to meet. I want to see what the man my little sister chooses looks like." Meng Shufeng said.
Jiang Zhihao neither agreed nor refused.
His silence made Meng Shufeng not sure what to say.
Fortunately, Zhong Jiawei was there to smooth things over: "Second uncle, it's dinner time now. Do you think you should eat at home or go out?"
"If you want to eat in a restaurant outside, just stay at home. It's still warm and cozy. I'll help you." Meng Shufeng said.
"No, I can just work by myself. You and Zhihao can talk." Zhong Jiawei said, waving to Lingling again and shouting: "Come over and help mom peel the garlic."
The mother and daughter entered the kitchen, leaving Meng Shufeng and Jiang Zhihao standing face to face.
After a while, Jiang Zhihao said: "Sit down."
Meng Shufeng sat on the sofa as he was told, looked at him, and said, "You are much better than I thought. It's a pity that I came too late and didn't get to see my little sister for the last time. I heard that she was sick?"
"That's not important." Jiang Zhihao didn't want to talk about his mother's death, and said, "You came all the way here, maybe it's not just to reminisce about the past, right? If you have anything to say, just say it."
Jiang Zhihao's directness made Meng Shufeng somewhat embarrassed.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Actually, there is nothing else. The main reason is that your grandpa is not in good health and the doctor said that he does not have much time left. He wants to divide the family property before leaving. Part of it belongs to your mother. Now
When she is gone, you, as her son, will naturally go back and inherit her."
Jiang Zhihao looked at him and asked, "Are you sure it's inheritance? Are you asking me to give up those properties?"
"Of course it is inheritance. You are a living person here, who can snatch it from you?" After Meng Shufeng finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and showed a look of realization: "Are you worried about being bullied when you go back? Don't worry.
With me here, no one dares to bully you!"
Jiang Zhihao said calmly: "What if I don't want to inherit?"
Meng Shufeng was stunned, he didn’t want to inherit?
He really hadn't thought about this problem.
Before coming, his family had talked about getting a death certificate of his younger sister, and he had not considered anything else. Only after meeting Jiang Zhihao did he remember that his younger sister's property had an heir.
But now, Jiang Zhihao actually said that he was unwilling to inherit.
Meng Shufeng immediately said: "You may not know that our Meng family is a well-known family in the south of the Yangtze River, and your mother's property is still quite large. Although you are living a good life now, it may not be that good.
Rich."
"A family that has been established for a century can still be considered a famous family if its assets are only over a billion. That family is too worthless." Jiang Zhihao said quietly.