"Okay, thank you."
After Yan Fei washed the cherries, Qin Yi carried the cherries and went back with Xie Jinghong.
Not long after the two of them left, about half an hour later, Mu Tingyun received a call.
"Hello, are you Mr. Mu Xiao's family member? The ambulance he was riding in was involved in a traffic accident, crashed through the cross-river bridge and fell into the river..."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Tingyun wiped his face, looked in the direction where Xie Jinghong left, and couldn't help but pursed his thin lips.
This is the real guy who eats people without leaving any bones.
*
Over at the nursing home.
Chu Zhi was alone in the Buddhist temple copying Buddhist scriptures. Because of a mild stroke, her right hand was shaking as she copied the scriptures.
Song Jingcheng was sitting in the Chinese tea room outside the Buddhist temple working. The soothing incense he had lit was emitting wisps of smoke, making the housekeeper Ajing drowsy.
Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard. It was Xie Jin.
"Boss, Mu Xiao is dead."
Bang!
A Jing was awakened and accidentally knocked over the incense burner on the chest of drawers next to him.
Chu Zhi excitedly raised her head and couldn't wait to ask Xie Jin, "How did Mu Xiao die?"
"I heard he was ill and had a car accident on his way to the CDC and fell into the river. His body has just been recovered."
“It’s been on the news.”
Chu Zhi grasped the key point and asked, "What disease did he have? Why was he sent to the CDC?"
Xie Jin had a strange expression on his face.
He glanced at Song Jingcheng, who was still looking down at the documents, and told Chu Zhi, "I heard that the staff at the salvage site were all wearing isolation suits. They suspected that Mu Xiao had AIDS."
"But this is just speculation and has not been confirmed."
"good!"
"OK!"
Chu Zhi was so excited that her whole body was shaking, and she looked like she was crazy. She clasped her hands together and sighed, "God has opened his eyes, and I am so happy!"
"It's actually AIDS, hahaha, he deserves to die of this disease!"
"A Jing!" Chu Zhi said to A Jing, "My son-in-law is dead. It breaks my heart to see him die.
"Let's go to the funeral to pay our respects!"
Hearing this, A Jing did not say anything, but subconsciously looked at Song Jingcheng.
Song Jingcheng got up and came to the Buddhist hall without knowing when. He walked to the table, reopened the scriptures, and handed the pen to Chu Zhi.
He said, "Mother, since you're not feeling well, I won't bother you with this trip. You should stay in the sanatorium and copy scriptures to cultivate your character."
"You forgot that you have to copy three scriptures every month, and you've only written two pages of the first one..."
Changing the subject, Song Jingcheng continued, "You've taught me since I was little that if I fail to complete a task on time, I will be punished."
"Mother, you don't want to be punished by me, right?"
These are what Chu Zhi had done to Song Jingcheng.
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