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"Dad?" Behind him, Jiang Ming's slightly puzzled voice brought Jiang Zonghuai back to his senses.

Jiang Zonghuai came back to his senses, and his eyes slowly fell on his daughter.

Lin Shixi didn't respond, she didn't even raise her eyelids, she just lowered her head and patted the cat in her arms.

Jiang Ming was a little apprehensive. He was caught by a wild cat when he was a child, and he was afraid of cats. The cat in front of him was very vigilant, and the nails on his paws were always exposed, as if he was ready to bite at any time and anywhere.

After seven o'clock in the morning, it's time to go to work.

From time to time, a person would come down from the upstairs and pass by along the stairs. Lin Shixi didn't want to be looked at by the neighbors with strange eyes, so he directly issued an order to evict the guest: "If you still want to talk about your Jiang family, then don't open your mouth." gone."

She wanted to close the door, but Jiang Zonghuai blocked it.

The man's voice was so hoarse that he was exhausted from not sleeping all night: "Xixi, that's your grandma too."

Lin Shixi's eyes were a little impatiently cold, her eyes paused, as if she had heard some joke, she suddenly smiled, the smile was inexplicably sharp: "My name is Lin."

Word by word.

The implication is that the surnames are different, what kind of relatives are they?

Jiang Zonghuai's expression was complicated. He looked at the girl's eyes that were exactly the same as Lin Miao's. They were clearly Lin Miao's eyes, but they were completely different from Lin Miao's. They were stubborn and indifferent, like a spring frozen all year round.

That was not the look Lin Miao would have.

His daughter, from appearance to eyes, is very similar to Lin Miao.

Only the personality is not alike at all.

"Xi Xi." Jiang Zonghuai's eyes darkened for a moment, and he said in a hoarse voice, "No matter how you say it, you also have blood from the Jiang family, and you are also a child of the Jiang family. There is no way to deny it."

Lin Shixi bent his eyes mockingly, and the smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

At this time, remember that she is a child of the Jiang family?

Why didn't they say it before, even when Lin Miao passed away, not a single person from the Jiang family showed up.

The curvature of Lin Shixi's eyes gradually flattened, leaving only sporadic cold ashes, and the irritability that was suppressed in her heart came out little by little at this moment, and a large thick and sticky shadow appeared in her eyes.

Lin Shixi squeezed her palm slightly.

There was a sleeping beast in her heart, and now she seemed to be awakened.

Growing up in that environment since she was a child, how could she not be affected at all, the sharpness, hostility, and darkness passed to her by the outside world are all quietly hidden in her bones.

She tried her best to digest the negative information, and tried her best to behave like a child from a normal family.

And so the beast crouched.

Having been with Shen Du for a long time, that part of his character has also changed her inadvertently, she thought that she would also become the soft and prickly appearance she imagined.

But it wasn't like this, the marks of being burned by the fire on her body couldn't be removed, it was deeply engraved on her bones, and at a certain moment, it would pop out uncontrollably.

Like a little hedgehog that exploded.

The God of Wealth in his arms seemed to have received some kind of signal, and moved his ears keenly, then suddenly raised his head to look at her, and gave a "meow" a little restlessly.

Its front paws were already on her arm.

An obvious pre-attack pose.

Lin Shixi didn't want to scare it, so he took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and pushed the cat back into his arms.

The sky outside was gloomy, it had been raining all night, and it just stopped this morning, the air was damp and cold, and there was a distinct smell of earth inside.

There were already many people standing in the corridor outside the ward.

They should all be relatives and friends of the Jiang family. Lin Shixi left the Jiang family at the age of five and did not know these relatives. Jiang Zonghuai seemed to want to introduce her, but Lin Shixi just turned his head indifferently.

There were also some people standing in the ward, who should be closer.

Lin Shixi saw Jiang Zongming, Jiang Zonghuai's eldest brother. Standing beside him was a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. He was Jiang Ming's brother Jiang He. They were twins and they looked very similar.

Jiang Ming went in and called brother.

The two exchanged a few words in a low voice, then Jiang He's eyes fell, and other people in the ward also turned their heads.

Lin Shixi turned a blind eye and only looked at the hospital bed.

The man on the hospital bed had been tortured so badly by the illness that he seemed to be so thin that only a handful of bones remained, with a wrinkled layer of skin tightly attached to the bones, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his facial features could hardly be distinguished.

The old lady was no longer what she remembered.

The air in the ward was a bit cloudy and dull, Lin Shixi only stayed there for half a minute, and then went out to the window in the corridor to breathe.

In the corridor behind, the seven aunts and eight aunts of the Jiang family finally couldn't help but chattered uncontrollably while looking this way frequently.

"Is it Lin Miao's daughter? Oh, she's grown up so much."

"It looks like her mother. I went to that wedding before. It's been so many years in a blink of an eye."

"Come here to send the old lady off for the last time?"

"Since Jiang Zonghuai has called people over, doesn't this mean that he wants to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors?"

"Then you must admit it. No matter how you say it, this girl is his own flesh and blood. After all, Jiang Ming's child is separated by a wall, and he is still close to his own father."

"Some time ago, I heard what the old man of the Jiang family meant. It was almost the same. He wanted to recognize his granddaughter."

"Why, didn't even the surname was Lin Miao's at the beginning, and now you want to recognize it?"

"Isn't it because the child is not good enough? Jiang Ming's child has been doted on by the old lady since he was a child, and Jiang Zonghuai doesn't care about him. The child just hangs around in vocational high schools every day. First he is suspended from school, and then he is repeated. The old man will look at it later. Looking at other people's children, I feel unbalanced."

"If I knew this earlier, why did I have to have a grandson in the first place? Now it's okay, the grandson is useless."

"Shh, who knows what they think."

Suddenly there was crying in the ward.

The old sister-in-laws who were chatting gossip and chatting so that the atmosphere was on fire stopped for a while, first glanced in the direction of the ward, then looked at each other, tacitly put on an expression as if they were seeing their father off, With tears streaming down his face, he uttered the first cry: "Ouch—my poor cousin, why do you just have the heart to leave the old, the young, and go away—"

One chant and three sighs, the rhyme is appropriate, and the crying is very artistic.

Lin Shixi did not enter the ward, but looked indifferently at the door of the ward, then turned around and left from the side stairs
The cries that I didn't know were true or false gradually faded away.