"Yao Tianlong suffered a heart attack and died after being sent to the hospital. The funeral is scheduled for tomorrow."
Dong Jian walked beside Lin Zhiming, talking as he walked.
"Oh." Lin Zhiming nodded without any emotion.
"The merit will be done at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." Dong Jian said again.
"I will go when the time comes." Lin Zhiming said.
"Yes." Dong Jian nodded, and then said, "Relevant actions against Tianjiao Company, are they...?"
"Keep going, keep going."
"yes!"
At night.
Lin Zhiming returned home and found that Yao Jing was not at home.
"Wan'er, I'll send you to Siqing first, because I'm not sure what time you can come home. My grandfather passed away, and we women of the Yao family have to stay at home to keep vigil at night." Yao Jing told Lin Zhiming on the phone.
of.
"I'll pick her up." Lin Zhiming said, hung up the phone, and drove to Song Siqing's house.
Arriving at Song Siqing's house, Lin Zhiming was surprised to find that Song Siqing and Lin Waner were painting together.
However, the two people painted different things. Lin Wan'er painted the world in a child's eyes, with flowers and plants, Father Sun, Grandma Baiyun, etc., while Song Siqing painted more delicate landscapes, and the paintings were quite good.
"I have also learned painting before." Song Siqing saw Lin Zhiming staring at her paintings and said proudly, "In order to be in the same school as Jingjing, I worked hard to learn painting, but in the end I was assigned to the art club.
When I got here, I was allowed to go to the same school as Jingjing."
"That means you are actually not good at studying." Lin Zhiming said.
"It's not that I'm not good, it's that Jingjing is too good. In the college entrance examination, Jingjing was admitted with a very high score. My score could barely reach the second level. If I want to get into the first level, I must take the path of an art student." Song Siqing.
explained.
"I see... Wan'er, go home." Lin Zhiming said to Lin Wan'er.
Lin Wan'er nodded, packed her things, walked to Lin Zhiming's side and held Lin Zhiming's hand.
"Bye bye auntie." Lin Zhiming said.
"Goodbye, aunt." Lin Wan'er said obediently.
"I know my fate, if Wan'er doesn't have time to take her with her in the future, she can send it to me," Song Siqing said.
"Yes!" Lin Zhiming nodded and left with Lin Wan'er.
On the way, while Lin Zhiming was driving, Lin Waner suddenly said, "Aunt Yao's grandfather is dead."
"How do you know?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.
"Aunt Yao told someone on the phone that Aunt Yao cried today and was very sad. Uncle, why do people cry when they die? Is it because they can't see them anymore?" Lin Waner asked.
"Crying is a memorial to the dead, and tears are the way paved to see them off." Lin Zhiming said casually.
After hearing this, Lin Wan'er sat in her seat and looked out the window.
When Lin Zhiming parked the car, he found that Lin Wan'er was crying, but there was no sound.
"Why are you crying?" Lin Zhiming asked doubtfully.
"Because my parents are dead." Lin Wan'er said, finally crying out and sobbing.
Lin Zhiming hugged Lin Wan'er, patted her back and said, "Cry, just cry."
After a long time, Lin Wan'er stopped crying.
Lin Zhiming found that Lin Wan'er had fallen asleep in his arms.
Lin Zhiming smiled, carefully picked up Lin Wan'er, and then returned upstairs.
Walking outside the door, Lin Zhiming seemed to notice something and said to Li Sina, "You stay outside the door. No matter what happens in the house, don't come in."
"Huh?" Li Sina was a little confused.
"Just listen to me." Lin Zhiming said, opening the door and walking into his home.
The home is still the same home, but there is one more person in the living room.
This man was wearing an old robe, with a white beard that grew from his mouth to his neck. He had no hair on his head, and wore a pair of round-framed sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. The skin on his face was stretched, and there were wrinkles and age spots.
This is a very old man, holding a faucet walking stick in both hands, just sitting on the sofa.
Lin Zhiming seemed to already know that there was such a person in the house, so he remained unmoved and went straight upstairs. After settling Lin Wan'er, who was already asleep, he went downstairs and came to the old man.
"When did you come?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Just arrived," the old man said. The sunglasses on the bridge of his nose were very dark, making it difficult to see his eyes.
"Come alone?" Lin Zhiming asked again.
"Old man, when have I ever brought anyone else with me?" the old man asked.
Lin Zhiming smiled. Although the old man was blind, he seemed to have a third eye. He never needed anyone to guide him, but he never got lost and hit a wall.
"Would you like tea?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I won't drink." The old man shook his head.
"Then what do you want from me? Is there any new news?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Luo Shen's treasure house is a troublesome thing. The Dragon Clan has set its sights on him. If you give me Luo Shen's Tears, the Dragon Clan will not continue to investigate you." The old man said.
The corners of Lin Zhiming's lips raised slightly and he said, "That's a token of love that I gave to my wife... although we have no relationship to be in love with."
"Keeping something like that may cause you huge trouble, which will affect your plans for so many years." The old man said.
"No one can take away the things I gave to my wife." Lin Zhiming shook his head.
"Even if you attract the White Dragon King Xiao Chentian, are you not afraid?" the old man asked.
"White Dragon King Xiao Chentian?" Lin Zhiming's pupils shrank slightly, then smiled coldly and proudly, and said, "Even if White Dragon King Xiao Chentian comes, I...I'd better go upstairs and get it to you."
After saying that, Lin Zhiming got up and walked upstairs.
"I thought you wouldn't be afraid of anyone once you rose up?" A playful smile appeared on the old man's face.
"That's Xiao Chentian, who wouldn't be afraid?" Lin Zhiming walked into Yao Jing's room with a smile.
After a while, Lin Zhiming took out a box from Yao Jing's room.
When there was an intruder before, this box was not found, but Lin Zhiming dug it out. From this, it can be seen that Lin Zhiming often searched Yao Jing's room.
Lin Zhiming took the box downstairs and handed the box to the old man.
Although the old man could not see with his eyes, he accurately raised his hand and took the box when Lin Zhiming handed it over.
After that, the old man opened the box, took out the diamond necklace inside, and fumbled around for a few times.
"They are the tears of Luo Shen... I will take them away first." The old man stood up and said.
"You old man came to me just to take away this thing from me?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"It's also so that you can concentrate on dealing with everything that comes next. The other companies are all ready, but you are the only one who is still making trouble. Let me ask the other companies, which one is not the best in their province? You are still the only one.
The first family in Strait City, the Li family, the Yao family, and the Shen family are worthy of you playing with them for so long. Hum." The old man snorted coldly, as if he was not very satisfied with Lin Zhiming.
"I'm used to pretending to be a pig and eating tigers. If I hadn't done this, how could they treat me as the weakest pig." Lin Zhiming said with a joking smile.
"Don't think that you are the only one who can hide." After the old man said that, he turned and left.
Li Sina, who was at the door, didn't even feel the old man's appearance or departure from the beginning to the end.
After the old man disappeared, Lin Zhiming sat on the sofa, then reached into his pocket and took out a necklace.
Isn't this necklace the tears of Luo Shen?
"How can you give something to your wife to others casually? Old man, you really don't understand me. Do you think you can really scare me as a little white dragon?" Lin Zhiming shook his head jokingly.
At the same time, Lin Zhiming's house was downstairs.
The old man got into a black car.
The car quickly left the community.
The old man sat in the car and took out the Luo Shen Tears given by Lin Zhiming.
"That kid, do you really think I can't tell the difference between true and false because I'm blind?" the old man said while stroking the necklace.
"Sir, the master of the house is really a sweetheart." A man sitting in the driver's seat said with a smile.
This man is clearly Dong Jian.
"It's hard to achieve great things if you have a temperament." The old man shook his head.
"But you also prefer a sweetheart, don't you? If the head of the family really gave you the necklace for his wife this time, then... would you still let him fight for such a thing?" Dong Jian asked.
The old man looked ahead expressionlessly, and after a few seconds of silence he said, "Tell Lin Zhiming later that he passed the final assessment, just wait for the news."
"Yes!" Dong Jian smiled and nodded.
Probably even Lin Zhiming didn't know that the old man's appearance, including taking away the necklace, was just an assessment for him.
Dong Jian was Lin Zhiming's man, but he was also the old man's man. Without the old man, he would not have been by Lin Zhiming's side.
Therefore, Dong Jian did not tell Lin Zhiming about the old man's arrival.
I arrived as promised the next day and never let anyone go.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhiming sent Lin Wan'er to kindergarten on time.
Today is Lin Wan'er's first day of kindergarten in Strait City. Lin Zhiming, the old father's mood can be said to be quite strange. Logically speaking, he and Lin Wan'er don't have such a deep relationship, so naturally there won't be much to send Lin Wan'er to school.
Emotional, but he didn't know why, he just felt very emotional, as if his daughter was married.
Standing outside the kindergarten, Lin Zhiming shouted to Lin Wan'er who had already walked away, "Wan'er, I will pick you up in the afternoon. You have to be good in the kindergarten. You...you..."
At the end of the sentence, Lin Zhiming's voice was choked with sobs.
"Hey, it's my first time to send my child to kindergarten, buddy. I was like that at the beginning! I cried at that time. If you want to cry, you can cry. When the child grows up, we as parents are the most conflicted."
A parent who was sending his children to school walked up to Lin Zhiming, patted Lin Zhiming's shoulder and comforted him.
"Sneeze!" Lin Zhiming suddenly sneezed hard, wiped his nose and said, "Damn, I wanted to sneeze before I finished speaking."
The parent next to him was a little embarrassed. He thought Lin Zhiming was choked, but he didn't expect that he just sneezed but didn't sneeze.
"Is your child here too?" Lin Zhiming asked when he saw his embarrassment.
"Well, Class 3, where is your child?" the other party replied.
"I am also a transfer student in the junior class. Let's get to know each other. My name is Lin Zhiming." Lin Zhiming stretched out his hand and said.
The other party was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Xu Chenxin."