Transmigrated to the 60s with a System, Thriving in the Era

Profligate rich second-generation heir Li Qingming transmigrated.

He became a vegetative patient. His family used half a bag of cornmeal to get him a wife, ostensibly for "good luck."...

Chapter 612 Funeralshuhaige.net

"My small business can't compare to yours."

Zheng Chenggong smiled and said, "You also have a share in my business. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be able to run such a large business. I'm here today to give you my dividends."

"Well, I'm half your shareholder."

"It's a must."

Li Mingqing took the account book, opened it and saw that the business was probably very good.

So much dividends in just half a year.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zheng Chenggong is a rich man now.

"I heard from Wei Yong that you helped the villagers find a business. How are the vegetable crops going?"

"It went smoothly and I made money."

"I really admire you from the bottom of my heart. Honestly, you should become a high-ranking official."

"Forget it, then."

Not long ago, Zhou Jiangang came to him and asked him to work at the county government.

He refused on the spot.

I was busy opening the store and had no time to take care of other things.

He plans to open two more stores in the provincial capital.

"Brother Zheng, I'm going to the provincial capital next month, and the shop I rented to you expires this month."

Zheng Chenggong smiled and said, "I knew that this small county town was not enough for you to show your abilities. You had already packed up the shops before I arrived."

"I'm relieved when you say that. I was worried that it would affect your business."

"No delay at all. I started making arrangements two months ago after receiving your letter. Oh, and that bastard of mine has been asking me to give it to your daughter."

Upon hearing this, Li Mingqing immediately felt something was wrong.

What's going on?

Could it be that his son has some thoughts about his own daughter?

Although Zheng Qi and Zheng Qiang are both good-looking children and he has watched them grow up, it is another matter if they want to be his son-in-law.

However, it is understandable that boys and girls have a liking for the opposite sex during adolescence.

Seeing his vigilance, Zheng Chenggong smiled and said, "What's the matter? Are you worried that my son will kidnap your daughter?"

"My daughter can't be kidnapped with sweet words."

"Don't worry, Xiaoqiang only treats Niuniu as his sister."

Li Mingqing said: "You have two sons."

Zheng Chenggong was a little embarrassed. He originally thought that he could get over it by laughing it off, but in the end, his lies were exposed.

"Xiao Qi has always been calm and composed since he was young. He probably doesn't have such thoughts."

"Let's not meddle in the children's affairs."

"Hearing you say that, I thought too much. I thought you would tell me to take care of the two children. I was being narrow-minded."

"It's too early to say anything about this before we even start."

He said this in a nonchalant manner, but he went to look for Nuonuo as soon as he got home in the evening.

"My girl, this is what your uncle Zheng brought. He said Zheng Qi bought it for you."

"He really bought it. I thought he was just talking."

Niu Niu couldn't wait to open it.

It's a test paper.

"Have you been in contact with Zheng Qi?"

"Yes, I did write a letter."

"The college entrance exam is coming up soon. How's your review going?"

"I'm good at it, no problem at all. I've done all the exercises, and I can get close to a perfect score, if not a perfect score."

Xiao Hong said, "Dad, don't worry. My sister has been smart since she was young. There is no child in our Li family who is not smart."

"Just say this at home, but don't say it outside."

"I know. I understand how to be low-key."

Seeing his mean look, Li Mingqing patted his head lightly.

"Have you guys visited Grandpa Ding these past two days?"

"We went there, and Grandpa Ding gave us his treasured chessboard, saying it was a souvenir."

"I heard that this chessboard was handed down from the Qing Dynasty. It's rare that it's been preserved so well. It can be considered a cultural relic."

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The next morning.

Ding Shao came over with red eyes.

"Ming Qing, my father is gone."

Li Mingqing didn't react for a moment.

Gone?

Could it be that he died?

"Ding Shao, what are you saying?"

"My father always gets up at six o'clock without fail, but this morning he still hadn't left the house by dinner time. When I went to his room, I found him dressed and lying peacefully in bed, not breathing."

"I don't know how to tell you, it's better to go without pain."

Ding Shao touched his eyes and said, "Before going to bed yesterday, the old man called the whole family over and gave them a few words of advice. If he had known then—"

"I guess the old man has already made plans."

Li Mingqing thought of the chessboard that Xiaohong and Xiaozhe showed him last night.

No wonder they were given the chessboard.

The old man must have had a premonition.

"No matter what, I am very grateful to you. If it weren't for you, it would be impossible for my grandfather to live without any illness or disaster for so many years."

"That's what a doctor should do."

"No more words, I'm here to ask you for a favor. Please help me send a telegram to the post office."

He took out a piece of paper.

There are more than a dozen names written on it.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"These are the old man's friends and relatives of the Ding family. They are all in other provinces. I can't spare them here, so please go over there."

Ding Shao also had to go to the county and provincial capital to inform his relatives of the death.

Li Mingqing went back to the house, took his coat and went straight to the post office.

Sun Jiaxue also went to the Ding family to help.

When she went to the Ding family, Ding Yijun and Ding Yihui were hanging white cloth in front of the door.

Within three days, many people from the Ding family came one after another.

The only one who should have come back was Ding Yi.

That night, Mr. Ding specifically asked Ding Shao to keep it a secret from him.

Ding Yi couldn't come back after going on a mission.

The day of the funeral.

Before leaving, Ding Shao smashed the La Lao basin into pieces. The more broken the basin was, the better.

On the way to the cemetery, firecrackers are set off and paper money is burned at forks and turns in the road.

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