Chapter 186 The Old Man’s Past and the Origin of the Hospital
"No, take it all!"
When Jiang Chen threw the silver card over, Uncle Wei threw it back.
"I eat at the bureau and I don't spend a penny."
That’s not wrong.
When Jiang Chen went to the Finance Department to swipe his card, there was a full 36 million yuan in it, not a single cent less. Uncle Wei probably hadn't touched the money since he retired thirty years ago.
He spent 50,000 yuan, half of his monthly salary.
There is 35.95 million left on this card.
Such a huge sum of money was casually thrown over by Uncle Wei.
At this moment, he was standing on the steps outside the building, holding a cigarette in his hand, his old body hunched, and his face, facing away from the sun, was full of smiles.
With a hint of mischief, he shouted, "Boy!"
"My strength is humble, and I can't find anyone to inherit my legacy. I'll give you all my wealth. When I die, wrap me in a straw mat, dig a big hole to bury me, and put a couple of cigarettes in front of my grave. How about that?"
Seeing that Jiang Chen seemed to want to refuse.
Uncle Wei got excited.
He couldn't breathe in the smoke properly and started coughing violently, his face turning red.
"Ahem, ahem, I'm old, old!"
"It's no use. I'm afraid I'll have to come see you soon... Captain, Xiaowan..."
He looked at the horizon, his cloudy eyes filled with memories.
Then he glared at Jiang Chen again: "Boy! You don't know how to calculate the account for such a small business? A straw mat and two cigarettes in exchange for half my life savings. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have this shop again!"
Jiang Chen nodded silently this time and put the card in his pocket.
"Tai, when you die, I will collect your body."
"But please try to die normally. If there are too many pieces, I'm afraid one mat won't be enough to roll them all up."
Hearing this, the old man glared, then laughed and scolded with a mixture of joy and anger: "You are so reluctant to give up an extra straw mat. You are really a stubborn person, just like me."
Having said that.
Seeing Jiang Chen agreed, he seemed very happy. He took a deep puff of cigarette, pulled Jiang Chen to sit on the steps, and talked about his experiences when he was young.
In that era, there were not many supernatural events.
But Wei Changwu was unlucky and happened to run into it once. He still remembers that night. A huge fire broke out in his relatively well-off house. People were eating each other and there was blood everywhere.
Someone escorted him to escape.
But after running a few miles, the man started to behave strangely.
Wei Changwu sighed and joked that if it weren't for that incident, he would also be a young master in that era.
He also talked to Jiang Chen about his mother, who was a very gentle woman.
I also have a younger sister who likes to tie her hair into a bun and run after a big yellow dog.
My father was a well-known kind-hearted man in the area for dozens of miles. That night, he carried a coffin back home, but none of the dozens of people in my family had a good end...
As they chatted, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be moved.
It’s not that I was moved, it’s just that people’s sorrows and joys are not something they can relate to.
What moved him was that after chatting with the old man for such a long time, he didn't contribute any ghost spirit at all.
He stared at Uncle Wei for a long time.
Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief only after he was sure that he didn't sense any malice from the other party.
At one moment he even guessed.
The other party's experiences were all fabricated. In fact, he was a chess piece planted in the underworld by the Dark Alliance.
But when I think about it carefully, it doesn't make sense. Some of the things I said before would cause emotional fluctuations, but there is still not a trace of ghost spirit.
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