Why didn't God let him be reborn a few years later? Back then, he had money and no enemies, and he could go anywhere without any obstacles. But now, his enemies have basically been taken away by Zhou Jiyun.

As for money, there is no need to think about it at all. Although the old man let Zhou Zhida recognize him and would not let him lose money in daily food, clothing and other expenses, he would not give him a lot of money, so Zhou Jida did not have much money on hand.

This also made Zhou Jida feel extremely aggrieved, but he knew that he was no match for Zhou Jiyun. In his previous life, even Zhou Jiwen could suppress him so much that he couldn't turn over. How could Zhou Jida think that he could defeat Zhou Jiyun?

It is important for people to know themselves, and Zhou Jida happened to have all these qualities. But Zhou Jida also understood that Zhou Jiwen was able to suppress him in the past because he was young.

Zhou Jiwen was simply bullying the weak, but now, it was his turn to make amends. Thinking of this, Zhou Jida's mouth curled up. He really wanted to meet Zhou Jiwen.

Speaking of his good second brother, he would also use these dirty tricks. If he really confronted Zhou Jiyun, the result would be obvious.

Zhou Jida ate a piggy bank bun with great relish. He had to find a reason to go see Zhou Jida. What reason could he use to go out? No one in the old house listened to him...

Thinking of this, Zhou Jida's eyes darkened a bit. He admitted that he was born a bad guy, but at least he still had some bottom line. At least Zhou Jida felt that he was not as bad as Zhou Jiwen.

And his good father, he should go see him too. After all, he will be executed soon, and he can't not see him for the last time, right? Thinking about how he was the one who sent him to death in his previous life, Zhou Jida couldn't help but sigh, feeling that he got it right.

While Zhou Jida was having breakfast, Fang Qin, who had been depressed for a few days, also came back. After learning that Jiang Cha had a miscarriage, Fang Qin had never returned to the old house. Why did she come back now?

Seeing her hurried look, Zhou Jida lowered his eyelids. Could it be that she knew the verdicts of Zhou Zhida and Zhou Jiwen? Actually, Zhou Jiwen was only sentenced to ten years, which was really a bargain for him.

Ten years later, when Zhou Jiwen was released, he was only 37 years old, in the prime of his life. There was naturally a difference between the experience of a rich person going to jail and that of an ordinary person.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to find a job after being released from prison, but rich people still have many options after being released from prison. At worst, they can still live a very decent life relying on their ancestral property, while it is not easy for ordinary people to find a job after being released.

So instead of letting Zhou Jiwen cause trouble for himself after he comes out, why not let him sleep in there forever? Zhou Jida pondered and had already put the matter of visiting Zhou Jida on the agenda.

Fang Qin entered the living room and looked around. Seeing that the old man was not there, she grabbed the nearest servant and asked, "Where is the old man?"

Auntie shuddered at Fang Qin's distorted expression. But this was the host's house, so she had to answer, "The old man is resting in his room..."

"The old man was sick last night, and the family doctor came to see him in the middle of the night." Seeing Fang Qin rushing to the old man's room regardless of anything, the maid hurriedly explained.

Even though the old man was ill, he was the one who called the shots in the Zhou family, at least in the old house. Fang Qin was just a daughter-in-law, so how could she possibly be so reckless?

Fang Qin regained some of her sanity with her aunt's words. She managed to calm down, slowed down her pace, and walked slowly towards the old man's room.

When passing by the restaurant, Fang Qin saw Zhou Jida dining alone. She couldn't help but glare at him fiercely and snorted coldly.

Zhou Jida didn't care about Fang Qin's cold snort and cold face. In his previous life, after he sent Zhou Zhida to prison, he and Fang Qin had completely torn their relationship apart. When had this woman ever had a good face when seeing him?

On the contrary, later on, she almost had to look at his face. Thinking of Fang Qin's family, Zhou Jida slowly curled his lips, and the next second he couldn't help but sigh. He was really too young now and really couldn't do anything.

As for what Fang Qin wanted to say to the old man, Zhou Jida could guess it without even thinking. It was nothing more than that she knew the verdict of her son and husband and wanted to ask the old man to think of a solution.

Sure enough, when they arrived in front of the old man's room, Butler Zhong came out of the old man's bedroom. Seeing Fang Qin, Butler Zhong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You're back?"

Fang Qin nodded in response. At least she had some shrewdness and knew she couldn't just come up and ask the old man for help, so she simply changed the subject: "I heard Dad is sick. How is he now? How about going to the hospital to check it out?"

Butler Zhong was worldly-wise and naturally knew the reason why Fang Qin came back. He didn't point it out, but simply followed Fang Qin's words and said, "It's just that she was too emotional. The doctor saw her yesterday and there's nothing serious. The doctor just asked her to keep her emotions stable."

"There's no need to go to the hospital. He just has some old age ailments, but everything else is fine."

Fang Qin glanced at Butler Zhong, unsure if he was telling her about Mr. Zhou's condition or telling her not to irritate him. She didn't have time to think about it; she just wanted to see Mr. Zhou. "Would it be convenient for me to go in and see Dad?"

Just as Butler Zhong was about to say that the old man had just laid down, an old voice came from inside: "Come in."

Fang Qin heaved a sigh of relief and walked past Butler Zhong into the room. Butler Zhong wanted to give her some instructions, but now he could only stand quietly outside.

The room was warm, and Fang Qin couldn't help but stretch her stiff back as she entered. Seeing the old man trying to sit up, Fang Qin hurried forward to help him up and put a pillow behind him.

After handing the cup of water on the bedside table to the old man, Fang Qin sat down on the small stool beside the bed.

The old man took two sips of water, took a breath, and took the initiative to open the topic: "Do you know the verdict of the second and second brothers?"

He is old and now is exhausted. How could he be willing to flatter others?

Fang Qin's eyes immediately turned red. "Well, Dad, is there really no other way? Jiwen is still young, why should he stay in jail for such a long time? What will happen when he gets out?"

The old man frowned: "Just for Xiaoer, Zhida is your husband, and you don't care about him at all?"

Fang Qin also had a good reason: "How can I care? He hasn't discussed anything with me. He attacked my eldest brother and his wife back then, and now he's killed Lin Nan. Three lives have been taken. How can I care about him?"

"I have no idea what he did. If he could keep it secret, I wouldn't say anything. But what happened? He let the woman outside get hold of him."

"Now he's been caught red-handed after murdering someone to silence them..."