Rebirth: Life Optimization Panel

Qilin Gong is very old, and the top of his head is already bald, but he still looks very energetic.

"You haven't been back for several years."

"I have been studying for the past two years."

"Where did you go to university?"

"Capital Institute of Technology."

……

Han Jing chatted with Mr. Qilin. She hasn't come back for so many years. It's very rude to say straight to the point when she comes. Han Panghu also knows this truth well.

After getting acquainted with Qilin public chat.

Han Jing said, "Mr. Qilin, I want to ask something."

Mr. Qilin lit a cigarette and said, "Say it, say it."

Han Jing said: "The one buried next to my grandfather's grave is the one."

Duke Qilin didn't seem surprised when she asked about this, but rather calm.

He took another drag on his cigarette, as if thinking.

"Girl Qilin?"

"Oh."

Duke Qilin came back to his senses, the cigarette ash in his hand fell to the ground, and he said, "I was thinking about something just now."

"The one buried next to your father..."

He stopped in the middle of speaking, touched his head, and said, "Well, I really don't know how to tell you."

Han Jing and Jiang Chengwen looked at each other, feeling a little strange.

Qilin got up and said, "Wait for me."

With that said, he strode into the house.

Jiang Chengwen and Han Jing were sitting outside, both of them felt a little strange.

Waited for about two or three minutes.

Mr. Qilin came out from inside, and saw that he was holding a stack of things wrapped in blue plastic bags in his hand.

After walking over, it was handed to Han Jing.

"give me?"

"Right."

After Han Jing took over, she opened the plastic bag on the third and outer layers, and finally saw the whole picture inside.

It is a bank card.

"Bank card?" Han Jing paused and asked, "Mr. Qilin, what are you doing with my bank card?"

"Hey..."

Mr. Qilin hesitated to speak, as if he was holding back, as if it was difficult to speak.

Jiang Chengwen, who was sitting next to Han Jing, reacted somewhat.

He seemed to have guessed who it was.

He looked at Qilin Gong, and Qilin Gong also looked at him.

Seeing Jiang Chengwen's questioning eyes, Duke Qilin asked, "Did you guess it?"

Han Jing's eyes turned to Jiang Chengwen beside him.

Jiang Chengwen replied: "I don't know if the guess is right."

Duke Qilin took a puff of cigarette and agreed, "Okay..."

"Actually, I don't want to talk about it. It hurts my head to talk about it, and it's a crime."

Han Jing blinked, not quite understanding.

Qilin Gong said: "Hey, this card is left for you by your old man."

Han Jing froze suddenly after hearing this.

She had the plastic bag in her arms, and the card was lying there quietly.

"Which one?" Han Jing asked again.

Qilin Gong said: "You old man."

Han Jing opened her mouth, and many things flashed through her mind in an instant.

She was at a loss for a while, and she was speechless.

Jiang Chengwen sat closer to her and held her hand to reassure her.

Han Jing came back to her senses, looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "I'm fine."

She raised her head to look at Qilin Gong again, and said, "Qilin Gong, please continue."

"That's what happened..."

Mr. Qilin is the manager of Huangbao Village. The main job of the manager of the village is to be responsible for the preparation of some banquets and the rules. He is also the most prestigious elder in the village.

At the beginning of [-], a man approached Mr. Qilin.

To have a funeral for myself.

Mr. Qilin had never heard of such a strange thing in his life. He was still alive, but he begged to give himself a half funeral. At that time, the Chinese New Year was approaching, and the family was celebrating again. After hearing this, Mr. Qilin became angry and was thrown out.

Who knows, the next day, this person came again.

Still asking for that thing.

At this time, Duke Qilin paid more attention to it, and asked again carefully.

"At that time, your old man looked dead. To put it bluntly, it was even worse than the firewood behind my house. It looked very scary."

"Is he sick?" Han Jing asked.

Mr. Qilin nodded and said: "Well, you don't know about it. I only heard him talk about it that day. He said it was kidney failure. He had it for several years, and what disease came later? He felt that everyone couldn't bear it. Stop and come back."

Han Jing paused when she heard this, and said, "How many years have you had it?"

"He said it young."

Duke Qilin said: "He has been talking about it for eight or nine years, and I can't remember clearly."

Han Jing's body trembled slightly, she took a deep breath and said, "And then."

The cigarette in Qilin's hand was exhausted, he twitched the cigarette butt on the ground, extinguished it and threw it into the trash basket beside him.

He said: "Sister, don't hate you old man. He is a hard-working man. Indeed, he made some mistakes. He wanted to make up for you, but he couldn't help it."

"He is afraid, afraid that you will drag you down after he has this disease. When your old man told me, he was about to cry when he talked about it. Do you know his state? He is so sick that he can't cry. It’s really sinful, even an old man like me can’t bear it.”

Han Jing's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she held the card in her hand, suppressing her emotions.

Jiang Chengwen was a little worried, afraid that Han Jing would hold back too much, so he moved his position in front of Han Jing, blocking her.

Jiang Chengwen asked: "Then this card..."

"The money left by the old man is said to be for my sister."

Duke Qilin said: "He asked me to transfer it to you. He said, if my sister doesn't come back, then I will use the money. If my sister comes back, please trouble me to pass it to my sister."

"It's been a few years. I've kept this card with me. I haven't touched it, and I don't want the money. I've never moved it."

Jiang Chengwen saw Han Jing trembling behind him.

He was also a little anxious for a while, and said to Qilin Gong: "Qilin Gong, I will come to you tomorrow to tell you, she will be in a bad mood."

"Want to have."

Mr. Qilin stopped talking.

Jiang Chengwen got up and reached out to lift Han Jing from the chair.

Only at this time did he realize that Han Jing had lost all strength. It seemed that her whole body had collapsed due to nervous tension.

She is a duplicity girl, even though she used to hate her father so much, when she really heard such things, she couldn't bear it either.

Duke Qilin was also frightened when he saw this scene, and quickly shouted: "Oh, brother, brother, come and help me, hurry up!! Come quickly!!"

Han Jing didn't cry, but it was scarier than crying.

She was trembling, her eyes were lifeless, and she had no strength in her body.

Jiang Chengwen was also terrified.

He quickly dialed Wu Yunchang's phone number and told him to drive over quickly.

"Han Jing!! Han Jing!!"

Jiang Chengwen shouted, but Han Jing didn't see any reaction.

He was a little panicked, and picked her up immediately.

"Mr. Qilin, I'll come back tomorrow!"

"Call 120!" Duke Qilin hurriedly said.

Jiang Chengwen agreed: "I'll drive her there!"

"Okay, slow down, slow down!"

Mr. Qilin hurried back to the house and took out a flashlight.

He followed all the way with a flashlight, illuminating the two of them.