Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub - Chapter 132

The cemetery of Duan Congzhi looks very spacious. Most people just think it is spacious, and they may still feel that this location and area are indeed the Qin family.

Only the people who followed the purchase of the funeral knew that this was a tomb where two people were buried together. The tombstone was not sealed, and it was half empty now.

Qin Ke had already arranged the way forward. If he went first, Duan Congzhi could still live well, perhaps better than now. Congzhi was not happy by his side.

But now that the most important heir in the will has passed away, everything needs to be rearranged.

Qin Ke stood on the spot and looked at the tombstone for a long time. He was a firm materialist before, but now he can’t help thinking, is it cold inside?

Congzhi is afraid of pain and doesn’t like darkness. There are small auto-sensing lights in the bedroom.

He looked at Duan Congzhi on the tombstone, it didn’t take long, Lin Han, Lin Huan, Lin Hong, and the Lin family.

Qin Ke returned home and went to the Bailou. Qin Rui knelt down in the Shanyi Hall. He was still shouting, “I am the young master of the Qin family. I am the only grandson of the old man. I see who dares to move me.”

Hearing Qin Ke’s footsteps, he turned around, and he shrank for a moment when he met Qin Ke’s eyes.

Ever since he knew that Duan Congzhi was in trouble, he was worried. If it was Qin Ke who had the trouble, he would have the final say, and so would Duan Congzhi…

But now it is Duan Congzhi who is dead, he has to face Qin Ke’s anger.

Before coming, Qin Rui informed the old man that he had some fluke. In any case, he was also Qin, and Duan Congzhi was an outsider. Besides, I never heard that Qin Ke spoiled him much.

The old man didn’t come, he just called Qin Ke.

Qin Ke said, “Qin Rui is looking for you.”

The old man sighed and couldn’t say anything to persuade him. He knew Qin Ke, and he knew what Duan Congzhi meant to Qin Ke.

He knew very well that although he gave Qin Ke the best, he didn’t give him the warmth he deserves in his family. All Qin Ke’s emotional sustenance rests on Duan Congzhi.

In the end he could only say: “Well, his surname is Qin.”

The leather shoes fell on the wooden floor and approached step by step. Qin Rui tried to squeeze a flattering smile: “Uncle.”

Qin Ke didn’t look at him, walked past him, sat on the main seat, and said lightly, “Your surname is Qin.”

Qin Rui nodded hurriedly. He gave birth to a little hope. He said that although Qin Ke looked cold, he would still care about the blood of his clan, so he was a nephew.

Qin Ke’s next sentence broke all his illusions: “You are handling the Lin family’s heart.”

One of the things that Qin Ke arranged for himself was to let Duan Cong take control of the Qin family and adopt a child to raise him. If Qin Rui has a child, Qin Rui will be sent abroad, and then there will be less resistance to adopting his child.

But now, Duan Congzhi’s death is related to him.

Someone sent the whip of Qin’s law enforcement, and Qin Ke took it.

Qin Rui closed his eyes trembling, but the pain he expected did not come. Qin Ke got up and said indifferently: “Call the police.”

Qin Rui was detained for economic crimes. In his eyes, hundreds of thousands are nothing but small money. The old man, Qin Ke, is not stingy with him. Perhaps these hundreds of thousands are just his overnight expenses.

But hundreds of thousands of them were enough to be sentenced, and a kind of fear was born in his heart. Qin Ke asked him to go in, but he never thought of letting him out again, but just to save him his life.

The account needs to be settled. Next is the Lin Family. Lin Zhihe is back. Qin Ke did not pay much attention. Maybe they have the same goal, but he will not borrow anyone’s for revenge for Congzhi. hand.

Lin Zhihe took the initiative to deliver things and sought cooperation. Qin Ke went to the place where Duan Congzhi had an accident. He returned with injuries and brought back the person who shot Duan Congzhi back then.

The Lin family is left.

Except for the day when Qin Ke returned with Duan Congzhi, Tangyuan did not call him again, but often sat in front of the house and wanted to go in.

Most people in the Qin family like glutinous rice balls, but in the past Duan Shao was raising glutinous rice balls, and San Ye did not intervene. Now that Duan Shao is gone, the servants dare not put glutinous rice **** in.

Uncle Ying fell ill after Duan Shao’s accident, intermittently, and did not get better, and the Qin family has no housekeeper for the time being.

Qin Ke opened the door for it, lowering Shanhuai: “Let it come in later.”

Qin Ke opened the door for it, and Tangyuan ignored him, and ran upstairs as soon as he entered the house without turning back. It ran all the way to the door of Duan Congzhi’s room.

The door was closed, the glutinous rice **** whimpered, and after walking a few steps back and forth at the door, no one came out to open the door again.

He lay down on the soft cushion outside the door.

When Qin Ke came up, Tang Yuan looked up, then retracted his gaze to look at the closed door, his ears hanging slightly. Qin Ke squatted down and touched its head unskillfully.

Tangyuan neither rubbed his hand nor resisted.

When Qin Ke got up, the glutinous rice **** were still lying on the ground, just glanced at him again. Qin Ke looked at the door, but after all, it did not open.

For glutinous rice balls, smell may be the best way to identify them. Congzhi is gone, the smell is a little less.

The cemetery is carefully selected, it is a certain distance from Qin’s house, and it takes about two hours to drive there.

When Qin Ke went out, the dumpling cart followed.

Ying Xiaozhong was originally taking it to play with it. Recently, his appetite for glutinous rice **** has been reduced, and his favorite canned venison is lacking in interest. It is rare to come out to play today, and Ying Xiaozhong did not tie it.

Now if I don’t pay attention, the glutinous rice **** go to Sanye’s car.

Ying Xiaozhong is the person who is most worried about glutinous rice balls. He has never liked San Ye very much. Now that Duan Shao is gone, he is also afraid that San Ye will not want glutinous rice balls.

If that were the case, he would try to raise glutinous rice balls, although he might not be able to afford canned venison.

After following to the gate, the glutinous rice **** did not stop.

Seeing that it was about to go out, the security wanted to stop it, and Qin Ke said, “Stop it.”

He opened the car door, and the dumplings came around to look at him.

Qin Ke said, “Come here.”

Tangyuan came over and looked at the door for a while.

“Come up.”

Tangyuan took a half step back, and then leaped gently into the car. The seat Duan Congzhi used to sit in was empty, and there was a small bouquet of flowers on the central armrest area.

It can be seen that this is not a flower from a florist. The petals are still with dew. There is no decorative trivial matter. The packaging of the bouquet is very simple.

This was cut by Qin Ke in the flower room before going out.

The glutinous rice **** lay down in front of Duan Congzhi’s seat.

“Let’s go”

About two hours later, they arrived at the cemetery and did not walk around after getting off the car. Qin Ke got out of the car after it, holding the bouquet in his hand.

He drew a bouquet from the bouquet and gave it to the glutinous rice balls. The glutinous rice **** were held together and they went in together.

When he arrived at Duan Congzhi’s cemetery, Qin Ke gently put down the bunch of flowers, and the glutinous rice **** also put down the flowers, and then turned around in front of the cemetery.

Qin Ke touched its head, and the dumpling screamed.

It looked like an aggrieved child, plunged into Qin Ke’s arms, but Qin Ke did not push it away.

Duan Congzhi’s photo was printed on the tombstone. He looked at them with a smile on his lips.

They had never been so close when he was there.

After crying, the glutinous rice **** lay down on the ground, and Qin Ke also sat down quietly. They sat here for a day.

It was not until the sun set that Qin Ke got up. Tangyuan looked back at the cemetery one step at a time.

Qin Ke said, “Bring you here next time.”

Qin Ke returned home and went to the Bailou. With the Qin family running at high speed regardless of the cost, the Lin family had no way to protect them, and Lin Han and Lin Huan were all pushed out.

Qin Ke broke his promise. The next day he did not bring glutinous rice balls, but took the people from the Qin family to the cemetery.

All three people were pressed down and kneeled before Duan Cong’s tomb.

Now there is Lin Hong, and Lin’s business is indispensable.

Lin Zhihe’s people sent a piece of critical information and revealed to him that Lin Hong’s wife, Ms. Huang, had more critical evidence.

Lin Zhihede’s performance was unusual. Qin Ke knew his relationship with Duan Congzhi after a little verification, and naturally also knew why the old man looked at Zhong Duan Congzhi.

Duan Congzhi is no longer there, and it doesn’t make much sense to pursue these, Qin Ke methodically amends the will and arranges the Qin family’s affairs.

Lin’s family is worried about foreign troubles, and Lin Hong can’t take care of himself. Lin Zhihe hides behind the scenes. He originally wanted to retake the Lin family, but now he only wants to destroy the Lin family.

The family he once wanted to dedicate to, in the end let his wife disperse and the family was destroyed.

Wei Ruqiu sat in front of the hospital bed, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, feeding the child on the bed spoon by spoon.

Wei Zhizhi ate a few bites, Xiao Shan Ai Mou Ou Chen!

He seldom spoke, so that when he spoke, Wei Ruqiu smiled at him: “Do you know what’s wrong?”

Wei Zhizhi said: “I can eat by myself.”

Wei Ruqiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: “Okay.”

Wei Zhizhi was in a coma for a long time after falling into the water. He was hypoxic for a long time when he fell into the water. He was able to wake up. The doctor said it was a miracle. However, the doctor also said that the brain may be damaged. Thinking that after waking up, Zhizhi’s illness got better.

Wei’s mother had also taken credit for this. Wei Ruqiu was so angry that she blacked everyone in the Wei family. She could go to Qin Ke for help with school affairs, but now that something happened to the Qin family, it is not convenient for her to come home.

It wasn’t until two months after Duan Congzhi’s death that she came to the door for the first time with Wei Zhizhi.

Although she did not speak, Qin Ke should also be aware of her difficulties. The school received an anonymous donation.

The school has been prepared and almost ready to start enrolling students. She originally wanted to put Zhizhi there, but before going out, Zhizhi asked her: “Where is mother going?”

Wei Ruqiu squatted down and straightened his hair: “Mom is going to see an uncle. Uncle has helped us a lot. He is very sad now.”

Wei Zhizhi seemed to understand but nodded: “Then can I go?”

So they went to Qin’s house together.

Wei Ruqiu thanked Qin Ke. Qin Ke was even more reticent than before. He didn’t even say “no need”, but just nodded.

Wei Ruqiu was not surprised.

The person she loved had also left her. She knew that the pain was so weak that any verbal relief was powerless.

But at least she still knows, at least they have loved each other, and Qin Ke, if she guessed correctly, they should not really be together.

Perhaps Qin Ke never said about love, the Sri Lankan has gone, this will be a lifelong regret.

Wei Zhizhi sat next to his mother and stared at Qin Ke for a long time. This uncle was a bit strange, he didn’t know him, and his face was straightforward, but he didn’t know why, he always felt kind.

Wei Zhizhi left Wei Ruqiu’s side while watching. He stood up and walked to Qin Ke’s side, standing in front of him, carefully looking at his face.

Qin Ke looked up at him, Wei Zhizhi met his eyes, and suddenly thought of winter. His memory is a bit vague, the concept is not clear, and he doesn’t even know what winter is like.

Wei Ruqiu called him to know that Sang Mukuro’s father knew. “

Wei Zhizhi looked at this uncle. He seemed unhappy. His mother said that the uncle was very sad now. Seeing him sad, Zhizhi is also sad.

He raised his hand and gently touched Qin Ke’s eyebrows: “Don’t be sad.”

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