She amazed the world after the divorce

Yuan Jun waited for several minutes but received no response from the elder.

He asked aloud, "Grandpa, are you listening?"

Another two or three minutes passed before the elder's sad and old voice was heard, "Ah Jun, is Xiao Si gone?"

Yuan Jun said, "The person is in the emergency room, do you want to come over?"

"Tell the truth."

Yuan Jun asked: "Who is around you?"

"Ayao and Alu."

"Give the phone to A-Lu. I have something to say to him."

The elder said stubbornly: "No, just tell me. I'm prepared. Answer me, is Xiao Si gone? If so, just say yes."

Yuan Jun remained silent.

The elders understood.

The youngest son is gone.

It was like being struck by thunder!

He was struck so hard that his mind became foggy and he was in a trance. For a moment he didn't know where he was.

After a long while, two lines of turbid tears flowed down the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

He fell on the sofa with his phone in his hand.

Gu Jinyao and Qin Lu hurriedly helped him sit down.

But the elders could no longer sit still.

The man who had spent half his life in the military, tall and strong, with a strong character on the battlefield, now lay scattered like a pile of boneless meat, unable to sit up no matter how hard he tried.

He slumped shapelessly on the sofa.

His complexion became visibly darker, the skin on his face shriveled rapidly, and his wrinkles deepened.

He couldn't breathe, his tears couldn't flow, he was dazed, dull and soulless.

Gu Jinyao hurriedly took out the antihypertensive medicine from his pocket and fed it to him.

Qin Lu went to get some water and poured it into his mouth.

Gu Jinyao patted the elder on the back and said softly, "Elder, Elder."

The elder couldn't hear it, he couldn't hear anything now.

There was only one thought in my mind: my youngest son was gone, gone.

He lost his beloved son.

He was annoyed with him before because he failed to control his wife and created hidden dangers for the Yuan family, so he cruelly expelled him abroad. Later, he suspected that he was the mastermind behind the incident.

Nothing matters now, I just hope he can stay alive.

Qin Lu sat next to him, pressed his chest, and asked, "Grandpa Yuan, do you want to go to the hospital?"

He asked this question five or six times before the elder came to his senses.

He said in a hoarse voice: "No, let Ajun send the patient back so as not to occupy medical resources."

A few seconds after I finished speaking, I realized something was wrong.

This is Qin Lu’s home, he can’t be brought here.

The elder took a deep breath, sat up, and said to Qin Lu, "Tell Ajun to send Xiao Si back to his original home, keep the funeral a secret, and keep everything simple. Send a car to take me there."

Qin Lu admired him very much.

When an ordinary person suddenly loses a son, and the elderly bury their young, it seems like the sky is falling. However, he can still consider the overall situation and handle the aftermath calmly.

Qin Lu sent a car and together with Gu Jinyao, escorted the elder to Yuan Jixia's former home.

After settling the elders, Gu Jinyao called someone to set up the mourning hall.

When the mourning hall was almost set up, Yuan Jixia's body was transported back.

The elder stood in the mourning hall, leaning on a cane, staring quietly at the remains of his youngest son without saying a word.

That kind of sadness is very quiet and very painful, it is a pain of extreme despair.

Yuan Jun stood aside and reported to the elder in a low voice: "Grandpa, the sniper has been caught by Uncle Mo He and Yi Feng, but he bit the poison hidden in his teeth and committed suicide. The others were also caught and brought back to the Dragon Tiger Team for interrogation."

The elder put his hand on his cane, closed his eyes tightly, and asked with his back teeth clenched: "Have you found any clues about the thief behind this?"

Yuan Jun shook his head.

Qin Yuening reminded: "Ajun, did your fourth uncle have any last words before he died?"

Yuan Jun thought carefully.

Before his death, Yuan Jixia entrusted his son to Yuan Zheng, asking him to protect him and raise him. In the end, he said, "No, no..."

He thought it was very abnormal at the time. Why would someone say "no" when they are dying?

What exactly is missing?

Now that I think about it, was it a person's name that he wanted to say?

Why did the other side send a sniper to shoot him?

It was definitely not for money, nor for sex. The possibility of murder to silence the witness was very high!

Yuan Jun suddenly understood that the "méi" that his fourth uncle mentioned should not be "mei", but surnames such as "mei" or "mei".

He said to the elders, "Before my fourth uncle died, he mentioned méi. Grandpa, please give the order and send people to investigate all officials with the surname méi overnight."

The elder raised his wrinkled old hand and waved it at him, "Go ahead, make your own decision."

Yuan Jun nodded slightly, picked up his phone, walked aside and called his father Yuan Bojun.

Some of these people were of very high rank and needed orders from their father.

After Yuan Jun and Yuan Bojun had a discussion, Yuan Bojun sent someone to arrange a thorough investigation.

After the arrangements were completed, Yuan Jun returned to the coffin and asked Qin Yuening: "Where is Zheng Zheng?"

Qin Yuening said: "In the master bedroom upstairs, asleep."

Yuan Jun was worried about him, so he turned and went to the master bedroom upstairs.

No one has lived here for many years, and even though someone comes to clean the bedroom regularly, there is still a musty smell.

Yuan Jun walked to the bed and looked at the skinny little Yuan Zheng.

The child's thin little body curled up in the quilt, his eyes tightly closed, his delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, and his body twitching from time to time.

Such a pretty and pale little face is really pitiful.

Yuan Jun sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently pulled the quilt up for him.

Qin Yuening followed in and asked, "Do you want to notify his mother?"

Yuan Jun shook his head, "No need."

Qin Yuening lowered her eyes and looked at little Yuan Zheng's delicate face, sighing, "How pitiful, he is so small."

She couldn't help but think of Gu Yin, who had a similar experience to this child. His mother died when he was young and his father was in jail.

This child's father died at a very young age and his mother is in prison.

Yuan Jun stood up and said to her, "Yuening, come out with me. I have something to discuss with you."

"it is good."

The two walked out of the bedroom.

Yuan Jun closed the door and said to her, "It may not be fair to you, but I have to do this."

Qin Yuening said, "What's the matter? Just tell me."

"My fourth uncle entrusted me with this child before he died. I will raise him."

Qin Yuening nodded, "No problem."

Yuan Jun put his hand on her shoulder and patted her gently, saying guiltily, "I'm sorry for putting you through this."

"It doesn't matter. We have a big family and a lot of money. What's the big deal about raising a child? A child doesn't cost a lot of money. It's just a matter of buying a pair of chopsticks. My mother is retired and has nothing to do at home. Let her raise the child."

"I'll take care of him and hire a nanny. Zhengzheng already has depression, and now he's lost his father, so he's not an ordinary child. My mother-in-law has worked hard for half her life, so I won't trouble her."

Just as he finished speaking, a loud voice suddenly came from downstairs, "Elder, Elder, what can you do?"

You don't need to go downstairs to see the voice, you know it's Gu Aoting.

In the past, everyone was annoyed by him because he was always troublesome and a busybody.

No one bothered him at this moment.

The elder who lost his son needs someone like this to comfort him, and only he can comfort him.

Qin Yuening stayed upstairs to look after little Yuan Zheng, while Yuan Jun went downstairs.

The elder was still sitting in front of the coffin in a daze, his hands tightly gripping the end of his cane, staring at Yuan Jixia's remaining face in agony.

People are really strange.

He was so sad that his soul ached, but he couldn't cry at the moment, and there was not a single tear in his eyes.

My heart aches so much that it feels like it has started to rot and I can smell the odor of rotting flesh.

He would rather be the one lying in the coffin.

At his age, he has experienced everything and owned everything, so it doesn't matter if he dies.

But the youngest son is still so young, just in his early forties.

Gu Aoting sat down next to the elder, patted him on the back and said, "Elder, elder, please accept my condolences. Please accept my condolences. You are too old now, you should think positively."

The elder did not respond.

He regretted sending his four sons abroad. If they had stayed with him, would this kind of thing have never happened?

But she was also afraid that if she kept him around, his ex-wife's murder would be exposed, ruining the rest of the Yuan family.

No matter what you do, it's wrong.

People, it’s so difficult.