Chapter 361

When I was at school, I also let the school doctor see that there was no accumulation of food or fever. What was the problem with the body.

Crying is a constant need to find my mother and me. I heard Mary say this, so I had to explain, "you make her cry. When she is tired, she will stop..."

her mother is dead. There will be some feelings between people and their relatives!

Qianjiang didn't come here until five o'clock, and brought about sixty or seventy members of the construction team.

Guys, the tools are here.

I didn't ask them to dig graves, but to demolish houses!

"You tear down the house, you don't need to keep anything. You can tear it down to pieces. I want to see the base at the bottom. I want to see everything in it. " The money for the house is Zhang Qing's, so is the house.

Zhang Qing's stepmother took her money and was not grateful at all.

I was thinking that she left 200000 yuan in those years, saying that she was breaking off the relationship. In fact, the purpose at the beginning was just to repair the relationship with her family.

Just to prove that they are right to read, even if the source of the money is another matter.

But she didn't get any good response for the money.

"House, my house, who dares to tear it down?" Zhang Qing's stepmother was very anxious. Zhang Qing's father came over and quickly took my arm. "Don't do this. This is my family. How can you tear down the house? If you tear down the house, where will our family live? "

"Why, are you in a hurry now? Don't you know where the money for building the house comes from? " I looked at Zhang Qing's father, also did not have the slightest movement, "now well, you live in such a big house, and Zhang Qing even has no coffin graveyard."

"Why didn't you hear your wife say that she had to dig it out after burying, but now I have to tear down the house?"

I said, directly away from Zhang Qing's father's hand, looking at the house in front of me coldly, "demolish!"

"Yes." Qian Jiang got my permission and immediately took people to demolish the house.

The house was not demolished from the bottom, but from the top. They brought tools and went straight up to the roof.

After a while, the wall on the top of the building was demolished and left everywhere.

The tools in the hands of the big guy kept knocking on the building, and the roof top was demolished very quickly.

Then the second floor was demolished. Dozens of people demolished it at the same time. Within half an hour, half of the second floor was knocked off.

Next to the night, there was a layer left. The construction team used high light night lights, and it was as bright as day.

Zhang Qing's stepmother howled and her father looked at his house with heartache.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the house was completely demolished.

I looked at the scene in front of me coldly, and made sure that the house had been demolished. I asked people to take all these things away.

Not even a brick.

Zhang Qing's stepmother sat on the ground, crying out of breath.

I will let them go back first, and then walk towards the people sitting on the ground. The bodyguards let her go.

"I have a lot of ways to deal with you, and I don't threaten you, but what you have done in the future will bring about retribution on your son. If you're not afraid, try it I didn't do this at the beginning, because the enmity between her and Zhang Qing was theirs.

But I think there are more.

Zhang Qing's stepmother mentioned the flowers, and I thought of her son.

"I'll show you whether you get it first or I do it first. After Duoduo is my daughter, she is beside me, I want to let her grow up safely. I don't know if you can protect you, son

"By the way, if your son knew his mother had done so many things, how would he think of you as a mother?"

After that, I left with people.

Zhang Qing wanted to be buried with his mother. I asked the funeral personnel to move the skeleton of Zhang Qing's mother.

The mother and daughter were cremated and buried in the same cemetery.

This is my acquaintance with Zhang Qing. At the same time, I have a little friendship for her for the sake of blossoming.

After dealing with Zhang Qing's funeral, I came home the third day.

Duoduo cried for a long time from school.

This caused inflammation of the tonsils, which lasted for two days.

Until the day I came back, it looked like a lot.

These days Rong Chen also did not come back, I am not at home, he also does not like blossoming.

Just stay in the company to work overtime.

"Are the flowers better?"

Mary nodded and said to me, "it's gone. It's just crying now and then, and it's sad."

"HMM..." I didn't tell Mary that Zhang Qing had an accident. I was afraid that she might slip out.

But Duoduo always wants to know about her mother's death. What kind of opportunity should I find to tell her?Then I went to the room to see the flowers. The flowers fell asleep with tears in the corner of my eyes.

Sure enough, the mother and daughter were connected. She estimated that she felt aggrieved for her mother in her heart. It was also sad to lose her mother.

Children probably have a kind of intuition!

I thought she was asleep, just sat down for a while, the blossoms rubbed their eyes and sat up, "sister!"

"You are awake." Many flowers into my arms, choked, "mother is not me, I dream that my mother left, never come back."

"She wants you. She just went far away and may not come back for a long time."

I touched the head of the melon, will be held in the arms, "Duoduo, when you grow up, my sister will take you to your mother?"

"Really? How old do I have to grow to find my mother? " Duoduo only knew that her mother had done something wrong and was taken away by the police uncle.

At that time, she didn't cry. Now she has been sad for a few days. Naturally, she feels something.

I thought about it and said with a smile, "I'll take you to meet her when you're 18."

I'll tell her the news when she's grown up and has the right to make her own decisions.

Now I am still young. When I know that my mother is dead, I will form a sense that I am different from other children of the same age.

Zhang Qing is dead. I have been thinking these days whether I should inform Zhou Qingyuan of this matter.

They had one night and had a child.

If Zhou Qingyuan doesn't know anything now, it's not appropriate.

But maybe, he will know something...

thinking about this, I finally called Zhou Qingyuan, and the other end of the phone was connected, and his sleepy voice came, "who is it?"

"It's me." Zhou Qingyuan heard my voice, it seems that sleep soon disappeared, "how did you call me."

"Zhang Qing is dead."

I didn't exchange greetings with Zhou Qingyuan and didn't want to discuss some relations between me and him. "She committed suicide in prison. I don't know what kind of reason she committed suicide. Even before she committed suicide, she didn't leave any last words."

"Zhou Qingyuan, do you know why she committed suicide?"

I was thinking that Zhang Qing cared about two things when I was going to do the funeral for Zhang Qing.

One is a child, the other is Zhou Qingyuan.

These two people, any one of them, can make her give up the other.

What's more, Zhang Qing gave the child to me. Theoretically, she was at ease, but it was not the reason for her death.

When she comes out of the cell, I'm afraid she wants a stable life in the future.

It's enough to have your own daughter by your side and live a mother daughter life.

But she killed herself!

Zhou Qingyuan was shocked when he heard the news, and his reaction was beyond my surprise. "What did you say? She committed suicide?"

"Why, don't you know?" I asked him.

In fact, he didn't know it was normal, but I thought his attitude would be more indifferent.

"I don't know about her suicide. When did it happen?" Zhou Qingyuan asked, the phone with a whirring sound, people anxious to get up.

I told him it was three days ago and the funeral had been done.

I told him the location of the cemetery and hung up the phone.

As for whether Zhou Qingyuan would visit Zhang Qing, and what kind of identity and mood he used to go, I don't know.

But Duoduo no longer has a mother. Before that, she did not know who her father was.

Lost a relative, can't another relative recognize each other?

Before Zhang Qing is worried that Zhou Qingyuan will find her to do something, including with blossoming before looking for on Rong Chen.

Basically, Zhang Qing is more worried about his daughter being hurt by Zhou Qingyuan.

What if Zhou Qingyuan didn't hurt the flowers? Is it possible to recognize him?

I'd like to guess that Zhang Qing thought so before he was born, but it's hard to prove whether he thinks so because there are no more people.

It can only be said that with the previous contact, I understand this point a little bit. But what I didn't expect was that Zhou Qingyuan already knew that Duoduo was his daughter.

I told him that after Zhang Qing died, he went to see the sacrifice and found Zhang Qing.

Seeing him coming, I didn't want to let people in. Zhou Qingyuan saw my worries and said in a deep voice, "I'm not looking for you."

"Who are you looking for

"I'm looking for flowers." Zhou Qingyuan took a look inside the house, "she is my daughter after all."

"You know?" I was surprised to see him, he nodded, "half a month ago to know this matter, to catch her birthday before."

When he said this, I remembered that someone had sent a gift for Duoduo's birthday.

She didn't sign it or say who she was. She just gave it to Mary."So you gave the gift that night." I wrung the eyebrow, "Zhang Qing's death is a little strange, she is not a person who will choose to commit suicide."

"Zhou Qingyuan, how do you know that Duoduo is your daughter?"

Zhang Qing couldn't have said it, nor did I.

Before Zhou Qingyuan learned about it, no more than three people knew it.

I, Zhang Qing, who is the other one? He also told Zhou Qingyuan about it.