Tong Xin felt that Xia Mu really had to be grateful that he had a good father, otherwise he would definitely be living a miserable life now.

"Then I'll do it."

"kindness."

Tong Xin leaves.

Xia Shi leaned back in his chair, took out his mobile phone, and opened the cloud photo album, which also contained photos of himself and Xia's father.

"Dad, you should also support me in doing this, right?"

Give Xiamu some lessons and let him truly grow up. After all, in this society, the only person you can rely on is yourself.

After Xia Mu received the money, he was a little worried: "What can you do with such a small amount of money?"

He couldn't find anyone to help him, so he went to find his grandmother.

That is Cui Ling's mother.

When Old Mrs. Cui heard that he wanted money to start a company, she took out her coffin book, but when she saw it, it was only tens of millions, and she couldn't even pay Xia Mu's account.

"Grandma, do you only have this much money?" Xia Mu asked.

The old lady nodded: "Isn't this much money enough? This is what your parents gave me in the past, but I didn't use it, so I saved it little by little."

"Then uncle, do they have money?"

"Your uncle, don't think about it. Their small company always loses money, and they still ask me for money to replenish their income." The old lady looked at her dear grandson with loving eyes, "My dear grandson, you work hard, and grandma will be the best in the future." It’s up to you.”

Old Mrs. Cui, like Cui Ling in the past, is particularly doting on the people she likes.

She didn't care whether Xia Mu was a talent or not, she just wanted to feel sorry for her grandson.

Xia Mu agreed: "Don't worry, grandma, when I make money, I will pay you back ten times a hundred times."

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Cui's wrinkled face was full of joy.

Neither her son nor her daughter-in-law gave her a grandson, they were all losers.

She was counting on her grandson.

"Well, I'm leaving then." Xia Mu took the old lady's card and couldn't wait to leave.

He had some money in his hand and could have repaid it temporarily, but he was unwilling to accept it and ran to find the person with whom he had negotiated the business.

Natsuki wants to continue to inject capital, hoping that this one can make money.

But without thinking too much, you also know that if he is so eager for success, he will definitely fail again.

……

The weather is getting colder and colder, and before I know it, white snow is falling in the sky.

Xia Shi had already put on a heavy down jacket. She sat next to Zheng Qingqing, watching her mother's condition getting worse and worse, and couldn't help but worry.

Zheng Qingqing held her hand: "When I was young, sometimes I thought that there is still retribution in this world."

Xia Shi didn't understand.

Zheng Qingqing continued: "I feel more and more guilty now that I almost caused an accident to you and Xiao Jing."

"This matter is over." Xia Shi said.

Zheng Qingqing shook her head: "I was always framed by others in the first half of my life, which led to me having little power and money and not taking others seriously."

"I saw a piece of news some time ago." She changed the subject and added.

Xia Shi listened silently and asked her, "What's the news?"

"What the news said was that my son hit someone with his car when he came home. In order to avoid responsibility, he did not send the person who was hit to the hospital. After hiding for a day and returning home, he found that a funeral was being held in his home. It turned out that the person he hit and killed was My own father." Zheng Qingqing said.

When Xia Shi heard this, he was silent for a while.

Zheng Qingqing held her hand tightly: "The son regretted it later, because if he had stopped the car and sent the person who was hit to the hospital, his father might not have died."

"But I think, what if the person he killed was not his father? Will he still regret it?"

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