"Well, I just came to tell you a message. It's time for me to go. Don't worry, I'll come back and talk to you when your eldest son dies."
Considering what happened to the original owner, it's not too much for these people, not to mention that I didn't do anything wrong.
However, the day after she left prison, news came that Lin Jian had committed suicide in prison.
I heard that the person was already dead when he was found.
As for how he committed suicide and where he got the tools, it was said that he simply broke off a corner of the iron bed and inserted it into his neck. He did it at night when he was sleeping, so no one noticed. When people found him, he was already cold.
Lin Wanwan didn't really believe that Lin Jian would commit suicide, but since the person was dead, she didn't want to help him find the truth.
Whatever you want.
As for cleaning up, there's no need for me to do it myself. I still have my older son, right?
But I still went to take a look at his stone statue. It was extremely miserable. The thug had a steel pipe stuck in his neck. It has now been removed, but it left a large wound.
It looks particularly scary.
The body will be cremated by the state, and Lin Antai just needs to come and pick up the urn, so there is nothing for her to do.
"I hope you can live longer, and don't ask me to come back and clean you up in a few days." After giving him a serious warning, the two separated at the prison gate.
Lin Antai was so angry that he gasped for breath, his eyes were fierce but helpless. It was difficult for him to survive now, so what else could he do?
Why did their family end up like this? They were one of the better off families in the family compound, so why did this happen?
When his life was about to end, Lin Antai looked back on his life and found that there was nothing much to look back on.
Nothing much except going to school.
Of course he knew what kind of life his sister lived at home, but when his sister lived this way to provide him with a better life, he chose to remain silent and sometimes even added fuel to the fire.
As for my other sister, I actually hate her too. In the eyes of outsiders, my parents seem to favor boys over girls and are not good to my two sisters. But that is not the case.
How can small favors compare to being sincere and giving wholeheartedly, making plans for the future and having a long-term vision?
As an older brother, my family has never considered buying me a job. However, I heard the store manager discussing buying a job for my younger sister, saying that it would be easier for a girl to get married if she had a job. After all, you can't take your job with you after you get married, so you have to leave it to your future wife.
I don’t know who this is meant to comfort. If you really want to take this job away, is it really impossible to take it away?
What's more...if I really go to the countryside, it's still a question whether I can come back, not to mention the illusory job of my future daughter-in-law.
Later, this inconspicuous and unknown sister actually got a job on her own and fell in love with the girl.
I instigated my parents to get the job under my name, and they actually agreed.
I have known since I was a child that neither of them likes my younger sister, so I can bully her without restraint.
But the other one is not so good, although in the eyes of outsiders, this sister is not very popular either.
The job was almost in her grasp, but then something went wrong. Suddenly, her sister's temperament changed drastically, like she was a completely different person.
Both her personality and ability are different. I always suspected that she had become a different person until she said it herself.
After going to the countryside, I did struggle a bit and wrote a letter of denunciation, but it didn't produce any results.
Feeling unhappy, I sent out four or five more letters, but each one fell into the sea.
When he wanted to write another letter, he was taken to the Revolutionary Committee, and the people who came in to talk to him were a group of soldiers.
They warned themselves that the matter ended here and hoped that he would keep it a secret and not let anyone else know about it.
He knew that his life was over and there was probably no better way out.
He took advantage of the situation and let others hurt him, then made a deal with them and got himself back to the city.
He also assured them that this matter was known only to heaven and earth, he knew, they knew, and no one else knew.
So I returned to the city, but life there was not as good as I had imagined.
My mother is dead, my father is in jail, I have lost my job, and I have no place to live.
I found the goods myself and married into the other party's family, but I didn't expect that I would fall into a den of wolves.
The injury I got during that performance really hurt me fundamentally. I couldn't resist their requests at all and could only receive customers like the women in ancient brothels.
Still, I contracted this filthy disease and was driven out by them.
Now that I don't even have a decent place to live, what hope do I have? How can I compete with her? I heard she's a big boss now.
Lin Wanwan had no idea that Lin Antai had thought so much. He went to check out his own property and flew away overnight.
After receiving a summons from Mr. Li, everyone needs to go abroad again to visit his teacher.
Starting from next month, the old man plans to go into seclusion for research and may not come out for a year or two, so he will go to see the teacher and then concentrate on his research.
Lin Wanwan didn't object. It would be nice to go and see the old man. She actually liked the old man very much.
He is particularly frank and generous in his speech and actions.
I flew overnight and arrived at the old man's house to meet him. This time I brought only two people, a total of four people, and we traveled simply.
"Grandpa, you are getting better and better." Why does he look younger and younger? In his current condition, who would believe that the old man is already over 70 years old?
"That's not true. My body functions now are only those of a 40 or 50-year-old. How can I not be young?"
The old man carried a small suitcase, and the four of them got in the car sent by the army and went to the airport.
This time we didn't have the privilege of a special plane. It was just an ordinary passenger plane, and there were soldiers surrounding us.
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