Chapter 2207

Yulong villa in the suburb of Jinghua.

Around two o'clock in the morning, most of the people in the eastern hemisphere have fallen asleep, but the lights are bright and there are a long line of cars on the side of the road.

There were at least two people standing in front of each car, four more.

These people either smothered their heads and smoked, or looked up at the entrance of the villa, but no one spoke, and their faces were solemn.

They want to go to the villa, but they are not qualified.

But even the last one, if he goes to a prefecture level city, needs to be received by the head man in person. Now he is not qualified to go to the villa. This shows how high the status of the old man inside.

As a matter of fact, the old man, who has been dying since yesterday afternoon, is the only one remaining in China in a certain era.

A few years ago, Mrs. Lin, who walked sideways in Beijing and didn't dare to offend her, had to pick up her tail and pretend to be a good girl in front of him.

The old man's surname is Shen.

Someone came out quickly.

Standing in front of the bus, all the smokers put out their cigarettes in a hurry and stopped their waist. They looked at him eagerly, hoping to know the situation inside.

The visitor is an old man of sixty years old. He looks gentle and wears glasses. His face is gloomy like water. He looks very calm. However, there is sadness and dryness between the eyebrows and the corners of his eyes.

Like those who didn't see the people waiting, the old man stood on tiptoe and looked down the hill.

Subconsciously, we all looked down the mountain road, and then we found that there were two white lights moving rapidly towards this side.

"At last."

The old man was relieved. When he turned to leave, he found that the man standing in front of the bus was familiar.

"From brother Tang."

The man with big back and head, facing each other, stepped forward, whispered, and stretched out his right hand.

"Shenlin, I've kept you waiting."

The old man quickly reached out his hand and held the man, saying in a lower voice, "let's talk to everyone and go back. The old man would not be happy if he knew you were there

Shen Lin waited here for most of the night. Of course, he didn't leave like this. He boldly asked, "Mr. Shen, now --"

before he finished, the old man slowly shook his head.

Although Shen Lin had been prepared for a long time, his face changed greatly and his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.

"Old Shen has been waiting for her until now."

The old man released Shen Lin's hand, patted him on the shoulder, turned and walked quickly into the villa.

"She? Who is she? What kind of qualification can old Shen bear up and wait for her? "

Shen Lin looked at the car getting closer and closer and murmured this sentence, only to find that there were people around.

Those who have been waiting here want to know the latest situation of Mr. Shen. It is not easy for elder brother Tang to come out and have a few words with Shen Lin and then leave. Of course, we have to hurry up and inquire about the situation.

But hear Shen Lin murmur to say this sentence, immediately also looked at that car.

Closer.

The car didn't slow down as it passed the sentry.

By the lights, we see the armed police soldiers in charge of security at the mountain corner, raising their hands in unison to salute.

With a squeak, the car went straight to the gate of the villa and stopped abruptly.

Of course, the width of the villa gate is enough for the car to drive in, but the driver dare not.

In the villa, absolute silence is needed.

As soon as the door opened, a man jumped down from the top, ignoring anyone, and quickly walked into the villa.

She was a woman, tall and well built, but she was Dishevelled. She was dressed in clothes that looked like she had picked up from the garbage bin. Her left leg was under her knee, revealing half of her dark leg, but her lines were beautiful.

A beggar girl?

As for her, she can break into the villa without fear, but the guard at the door doesn't stop her?

Who is she?

When they were at a loss, they heard Shen Lin, who was also full of doubts, and cried out, "it's her!"

Immediately, someone asked, "Lao Shen, who is she?"

"Shen Qingwu."

Shen Lin said with a wry smile, turned to the front of the car, opened the door and got on the bus: "quick, down the mountain."

"Shen Qingwu? Who is Shen Qingwu? "

Others were puzzled: "how did Lao Shen get on the bus and escape like a ghost after recognizing Shen Qingwu? Ah, how did you all leave? Who will tell me what is going on? "

Before his words fell, a kind-hearted man gave him a push: "let's go, Shen family's demon head is back. If old Shen should cough tonight, she would spread all her grief and indignation on everyone's head. "

"Ah? She and she are Shen Qingwu, who cursed old Shen in public for many times. Hurry up -- "

the man finally realized that he could not say anything more and turned down to get into the car.

Shen Qingwu doesn't care how others talk about her.

The people standing at the door of old Shen's room, when they saw her coming in this way, immediately looked disgusted or displeased."Shen Qingwu, what are you wearing?" a 70 year old man reprimanded in a low voice

Shen Qingwu stopped and looked up at the old man. On his dirty face, there was a look of ridicule: "boss Shen, I'm getting in the way of dressing like this? I'll make you chirp here. If you don't want to see me, I'll go. "

With that, she turned and left.

As soon as Shen was stunned, he ate and said, "you, you --"

old Shen, on his deathbed, was struggling to see Shen Qingwu for the last time. Now, if she comes and goes back, boss Shen can't afford that responsibility.

Not only he, but also these people standing outside the door, can't afford it.

But we all know that if they want Shen Qingwu to stay, she will go faster no matter with strong words or with good words.

On Shen's forehead, a cold sweat came out immediately.

Fortunately, brother Tang appeared in time to block Shen Qingwu's face and laughed bitterly: "Auntie, when are you still playing small? Do you really want to make old Shen regret all his life? "

"Meng Zitang, when did I have a little temper? It's the children of the Shen family. I'm not used to my illegitimate daughter. I don't want to be annoying. "

Shen Qingwu glared and said.

Meng Zitang did not dare to answer the question, but bowed his hand with a bitter smile and asked her to calm down.

"Let me go in and see old Shen. What's the premise? "

SHEN Qingwu turns her eyes and sweeps to the eldest Shen and others:" I don't like so many people around the door. They all seem to be filial and virtuous, which makes me uncomfortable. "

In order to make Miss Shen comfortable and not to let old Shen regret all his life, Meng Zitang had to look at Shen and others.

After a while, they gritted their teeth, hummed and trotted down the stairs.

"Bah, hypocrites. If you really have a conscience, how could you sacrifice the night God family in order to ensure your own prosperity? "

Shen Qingwu's disdainful skimming mouth, this just in Meng Zi Tang successive arch under, walked into Shen old's room.

There were only two doctors in the room.

As soon as she came in, she was full of rebellious breath, and her eyes were filled with sadness.

No matter what attitude she had towards the old man with oxygen mask in bed, his blood flowed through her bones.

As if knowing that she was coming, the old man, who was dying, opened his eyes slowly.

Originally no God, muddy old eyes, there is a flash of light.

The two doctors, who were always paying close attention to the old man, both pressed the corners of their lower mouths.

The light comes back.

The old man finally held on until the person he most wanted to see appeared. At last, he could rest assured. His spirit relaxed and his whole body cells began to be active at last.

Looking at Shen Qingwu, the old man slowly raised his finger to the oxygen mask on his mouth.

The two doctors understood, carefully took off the oxygen mask for him, then hung their heads and walked out of the room quickly.

The old man's bony right hand patted the edge of the bed.

Shen Qingwu hesitated, or went over, took his right hand on the edge of the bed and forced a smile: "Lao Shen, you are in good spirits. It's far from death. Why are you so anxious to find me? In other words, I really don't like stepping on the Shenjiamen. I don't have to be looked down upon by your filial sons and grandchildren. "

The old man laughed and whispered, "dance softly, it's time for you to get married."

"Marry? Who am I married to? No one would ever marry a crazy woman with an abnormal brain like me. "

Shen Qingwu was stunned. When he blurted out these words, a handsome face appeared in his mind. The wind blew his head full of silver and looked at her eyes, but it was quite strange, as if he was looking at a fool.

The old man laughed again. When he spoke again, his voice was loud and clear: "when I was alive, you can make a fool of yourself. No one dares to do anything to you. But once I'm dead, you don't know how to stop it. It's not good

"Well, what's wrong with it?"

Shen Qingwu sneered: "do they dare to eat me?"

The old man did not answer her at all, but said to himself, "the Shen family has always enjoyed a superior life for thousands of years, because every time there is a national disaster, there will be Shen family children to come forward. You think, I would like to let the night God family - cough, cough. "

He coughed a few times, and the old man's face turned red and he spoke in a hurry: "dance softly, I'll go to them later. Only by their side, no one dares to do anything to you. "

"They? Who are they? "

Asked Shen Qingwu, looking out of the window, the handsome face reappears in front of him.

But did not notice that when the old man slowly raised his hand and tried to caress her cheek, he fell down and landed on Shen Qingwu's leg.

Like being scalded by a soldering iron, Shen Qingwu's delicate body trembled, and suddenly bowed his head, staring at the old man, and did not move.

I don't know how long after that, when the tears from Shen Qingwu's dirty face burst out a white and delicate trace, she said with a dumb smile: "Lao Shen, you haven't told me who they are. Who should I marry? "There is a wind, since the peak of the Dragon Mountain, blowing to the Northeast far, far away - came to the valley, with a cloud, covering the moon.

Feifei's drizzle fell on the thatched roof beside the stream.

A white figure, like a ghost, suddenly emerged from the ground, stood in front of the firewood leaf, raised his head slightly, cocked up his ears, and caught all the movement around him.

The sound of insects, the sound of the stream, the strange laughter of owls.

Listen carefully, many voices, but also mixed with a strange hum.

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