Chapter 293 Chaos in Shanghai [3 more]
Lifespan is different from calamity point.
Whether it was Shang Yaozhi or the Fifth Moon, their lifespans were actually very long.
It's just that there is a breakpoint on the lifeline.
Therefore, if you can't get over that hurdle, you will die early.
This is called a robbery point.
By paying a certain price, the robbery point can be avoided, which can extend the lifeline.
Life span cannot be changed.
This is determined when a person is born and cannot be changed.
The reason why Caesar Laurent and the vice-president are still alive today is that their bodies have undergone alchemical transformation, and their cell division and differentiation have been stimulated to the limits of human beings.
However, the conditions for transforming the body through alchemy are also very harsh.
Except for some alchemical materials that are so rare that they are rarely seen in the world, the person being transformed must be under eighteen years old.
After the age of eighteen, the body reaches adulthood and is completely formed, and there is nothing that can be done about it.
Otherwise, if everyone could live for 300 years, the earth would be in chaos.
Ying Zijin held Mr. Fu's wrist and remained silent.
She didn't lie to Mr. Zhong. Mr. Zhong lived to be 108 years old.
The second half of my life was peaceful and smooth, without any major disasters.
But Mr. Fu lived to be 85 years old.
And this year, Mr. Fu is also 85 years old.
There is not a single difference.
When one's life span is over, one dies.
When Mr. Zhong saw that the girl didn't speak at the first time, he was surprised and a little unhappy: "According to what you said, Zijin, it's not because your grandfather Fu is better than me that you can't figure it out, right?"
Ying Zijin retracted her thoughts. She was silent for a while before she said, "Well, it seems so."
"Alas." Mr. Zhong was depressed for the first time, "Why don't I believe it? He can't even beat me in chess."
"Okay, you take it seriously when the kid is just playing." Mr. Fu didn't care, he just waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, just have fun anyway."
Ying Zijin stared at Mr. Fu's face and suddenly remembered the time when she first examined Mr. Fu's health more than half a year ago.
She really felt an unprecedented surprise.
The earth is a technological world, and it does contain some supernatural places, such as alchemy, feng shui, and yin and yang.
But after all, it was not the spiritual world she had been to, where there was no such mythical thing as the soul leaving the body.
Mr. Fu's body has been invaded by toxins for so long that the poison has penetrated into his bones.
Even if the person who poisoned him didn't want him to die immediately, Mr. Fu would not live more than three years.
At that time, Fu Yunshen had not grown up yet, let alone looking for doctors from Continent O to make medicine to suppress the poison in his body.
What has kept Mr. Fu alive for twenty years?
This is even more incredible than alchemy.
Ying Zijin finally understood now.
This is human belief.
Mr. Fu knew that if he left at that time, there would be no one to take care of Fu Yunshen who was only a few years old.
That belief had kept him alive until now, but now it was gone.
Mr. Fu smiled and smiled, then slowly stopped smiling and knocked on the table: "Mr. Zhong, I have something to tell Zijin in private."
"What?" Mr. Zhong was suspicious. "You are not going to do anything bad behind my back, are you?"
Ying Zijin raised her eyelashes: "Grandpa."
"Okay, okay, okay." Mr. Zhong went upstairs with his hands behind his back.
That was all he said.
The atmosphere in the living room gradually became solemn.
"Zijin, Grandpa Fu knows that it was you who saved me at that time." Grandpa Fu broke the silence first, speaking in a kind voice, "Although I was unconscious at the time, I was conscious for a while in the middle."
"Without you, Grandpa Fu would have been gone long ago."
Ying Zijin said nothing.
When people are at the last moment, they can really feel their own deadline.
Mr. Fu has known about it these days.
"Don't be sad. Birth, aging, illness and death are all normal. Besides, this is a relief for me. I'm really tired." Mr. Fu patted her shoulder with a serious expression, "There is one thing I need your help with."
Ying Zijin took a deep breath and calmed down: "Go ahead."
"I leave Xiao Qi to you. He has never taken good care of his body and never thought about himself." Old Master Fu sighed, "From now on, you just need to keep an eye on him and remind him to eat on time."
After saying that, he slowly stood up and said, "I'm going home first. Don't tell him what you found out."
**
Mr. Fu returned to the Fu family alone without anyone accompanying him.
He lay in bed until midnight, his mind still clear.
Outside the window, the night is dark and the breeze is blowing.
Mr. Fu slowly got up from the bed, walked to the bookshelf, took down the photo frame, and sat down at the desk.
He wiped the photo frame with a gentle expression.
When Mr. Fu was young, he was handsome and elegant.
The Fu family is also where Fu Yunshen looks most like, having inherited his facial features.
After Mr. Fu wiped all the dust off the photo frame, he spoke in a low voice: "Yuehua, we are meeting again. I don't know if you will still recognize me after I go down now that I am so old."
After a pause, he smiled and continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me. You know I have a scar on my arm. It was because you mistook me for an enemy and shot me. When you found out later, you cried in panic."
As he spoke, he fell into distant memories.
He and Yan Yuehua met in the army, and he was admitted to the hospital on the first day they met.
None of them thought at the time that they would end up together.
But Yan Yuehua also died twenty years ago.
He should have gone with her at that time, but he couldn't.
Because he has to take care of Fu Yunshen.
Mr. Fu looked at the heroic woman in the photo frame and murmured, "Don't worry, Xiao Qi is fine. I raised him. Unfortunately, we can't see him get married and have children."
This is Mr. Fu’s biggest regret.
But he has lived twenty more years, so he should be content.
After talking to Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu took out a stack of writing paper and started writing a letter.
This is written to Fu Yunshen.
Mr. Fu wrote the beginning several times, but was never satisfied with it, so he tore up the paper and wrote it again.
It was not until he had written the fourteenth sheet of paper that he finally felt that his handwriting looked better.
So he continued writing.
He actually doesn't have a high level of education and joined the army right after graduating from high school.
However, he had written many love letters to Yan Yuehua, so writing letters was not difficult for him.
This letter took me an hour to write.
"Death is not the end, it is the beginning of another grand adventure." Grandpa Fu finally wrote this sentence, "You must remember that grandpa is always watching you in heaven."
After he finished writing this long letter, he folded the paper, put it in an envelope, and locked it in the drawer.
Then, Mr. Fu took the photo frame and returned to the bed.
He held the photo frame in front of him with both hands and closed his eyes.
**
the next day.
Seven o'clock in the morning.
Fu Mingcheng went to call Mr. Fu.
This is what Mr. Zhong told me.
In fact, Fu Mingcheng would have gone and called even without Mr. Zhong’s reminder.
Mr. Fu was a sleepy person. If no one called him, he might die in his sleep.
Fu Mingcheng knocked on the door first, but got no response, so he pushed the door open.
He walked to the window and drew aside the curtains. The sunlight poured in, illuminating the room.
"Dad." Fu Mingcheng turned around, "Dad, it's time to get up."
On the bed, Mr. Fu lay quietly.
"Dad?" Fu Mingcheng walked in. He thought that Mr. Fu was old and hard of hearing, so he called out a few more times, "Dad? Dad."
After calling out to Wu Si several times, Mr. Fu still didn't get up.
Fu Mingcheng's expression changed and he suddenly realized something was wrong.
He raised his hand tremblingly and tried to smell Mr. Fu's breath.
there is none left.
Fu Mingcheng looked up suddenly and discovered that Mr. Fu was holding a photo frame in his arms.
He knew what it was.
That was the first photo of Yan Yuehua and Mr. Fu.
There was no trace of pain on Mr. Fu's face, and there was even a faint smile between his eyebrows, as if he had had a good dream.
The old man passed away peacefully in his sleep, without any illness or pain.
This is the end of old age.
But these days, Mr. Fu can still walk on his own and is very healthy.
It happened so suddenly that Fu Mingcheng almost couldn't react.
It took a full ten minutes for his brain to start working slowly.
"Mingcheng." Mrs. Fu also came over, "The meal is ready, old man——"
She paused abruptly, looked at the old man on the bed, and covered her mouth with her hands: "Oh my God..."
"Will!" Fu Mingcheng remembered the most important thing and shouted, "Hurry up and find the will!"
Mrs. Fu was also awakened and immediately checked the bedroom.
Once Mr. Fu leaves, the Fu family will be in turmoil, and the entire city of Shanghai will be in chaos.
The most urgent task is to get the will.
Also, kick Fu Yunshen out of the Fu family.
The groundwork has been laid for a long time, so don't be sad.
Today is Thanksgiving Day, the almanac says it is a good time to get married and get a marriage certificate_(:з」∠)_
It's the end of the month, come and buy a monthly ticket to watch the love scenes and the scumbag abuse scene~
(End of this chapter)
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