Mage: Start by summoning the Twin Goddesses

Chapter 95 Family
It was a mistake for Zhang Qing's parents to come together.

The general process is that after graduating from high school, there is a love affair, the womb is secretly married, the child is married, and the two look at each other and hate each other.

After graduating from university, I finally couldn't bear this kind of marriage, so I simply divorced and lived their own lives.

The only one who was unlucky was Zhang Qing. At only a few years old, he became a burden to this pair of freshly graduated college students. No one wanted to delay their youth because of him.

But I have to say that they still have a bit of conscience, and instead of throwing Zhang Qing into the orphanage, they paid someone to take care of him.

Before Zhang Qing became an adult, they would occasionally come over to bring something to see him, take him to an amusement park, or travel to some places.

But this is just some compensation for the heart, until after he became an adult, the two parties each paid a sum of money to buy this small apartment for him.

After that, his father occasionally came to see him, but his mother never even saw him face to face.

For a few years, he was the only one living alone in this steel forest, desperately trying to survive.

But now, his father was dead, and the emotions in Zhang Qing's heart made him a little irritable.

Irene stood behind him, gently pressing his temple with her thumb, and said softly: "Follow your heart, if you really want to go, then go and see."

To see his last body, the last side should be there.

Zhang Qing made a decision and nodded slightly.

Then he picked up his cell phone and made a call that he rarely made before.

Accompanied by the sound of the music for more than ten seconds, a person with a hoarse voice answered the phone: "Who?"

"it's me."

Zhang Qing recognized that the owner of that voice was the woman his father married later.

This woman is a bit mean. When she bought an apartment, she was very obstructive.

But Zhang Qing could understand that a family's tens of thousands of taels of silver was not a small amount, so it was just handed over to the son of his ex-wife.

It is naturally very reluctant to let her and her children's quality of life decline.

Of course, Zhang Qing's understanding is nothing but understanding. At that time, he was still very dissatisfied with her.

Until now, he has experienced so many things that he can be calm and even understand the other party's actions, and he will no longer have any negative emotions.

So when asked by the other party, Zhang Qing naturally told her that he was going to meet his father.

"Come over tomorrow."

On the other end of the phone, the woman said, "In addition, you can take a share of his inheritance."

Zhang Qing was a little surprised by this sentence.

A woman who was a bit mean back then, is now able to give away property?

That man has a lot of assets in his hands.

A small factory worth 10 taels of silver can earn tens of thousands of taels of income every year. In Songjiang City, I dare not say that it is a master, and it can be regarded as a small fortune.

A piece of inheritance is at least 10,000+ taels of silver, which is enough to make many people tempted.

"No, I don't need those things, keep them for my younger siblings."

Zhang Qing's voice was very calm, "I just want to see that man off for the last time."

The woman stopped talking and hung up after giving the address.

Zhang Qing sighed, glanced at Irene Ella who looked expectant, then nodded, agreeing to take them along.

Zhang Qing was a little curious about his father's death.

The man has a strong body, likes to exercise, and loves sports.

A full-body check-up should be done every six months to avoid the risk of disease.

Strictly obey the traffic and do not engage in any dangerous behavior.

It can be said that he is an old guy who is afraid of death to the extreme and just wants to live a few more years.

But such a person died before he was 50 years old.

People can't help but feel a little bit embarrassed, and it also makes people wonder why he died.

But no matter how he sent the message, the answers he got were a little hesitant, which made people suspicious.

"The death cases that can make people shut up now are either related to dignitaries, or are related to unscrupulous players."

"That guy is like a fish in water in the social circle, and it is impossible to offend any dignitaries, so there is a great possibility that he met a player."

Zhang Qing wiped his face, his eyes were slightly moist.

He never thought that this man, whom he had never seen many times in his life, would still miss him a little bit.

"Forget it, go to the mourning hall tomorrow morning and ask who killed him!"

Zhang Qing went to sleep sullenly, regardless of whether it was now or in the evening.

Irene Aila and the others quietly got out of bed, and completely gave up the place to him.

They could also see that Zhang Qing was very sad at the moment, so they hid in a corner and discussed what they should do.

"I can't do anything, I can only accompany him to see the situation tomorrow."

Al spread his hands, "I've searched the Internet for a long time, but I can't find anything about players killing people here in Songjiang City."

"Either the murder was done in a hidden place and no one found it, or it has been suppressed and no one can discuss it."

Al's words made the twins a little upset, but there was nothing they could do.

After discussing to no avail, they sat cross-legged on the carpet beside the bed, scrolling through the news on their mobile phones, hoping to find some answers.

It wasn't until late at night that Zhang Qing's breathing gradually calmed down, and then they rolled onto the bed, hugged Zhang Qing gently, and fell asleep.

Waited until the early morning of the next day.

The weather in early spring was already a bit sweltering, Zhang Qing panted heavily and peeled off the scallion-white lotus root arms that were wrapped like octopus, a thin layer of sweat hung between his brows.

It wasn't until I got up that I felt a little cooler.

Because I am going to worship in the mourning hall today, I need to dress formally.

But Zhang Qing didn't have any formal clothes here, so after searching in the closet for a long time, he finally found a clean sportswear to wear on his body.

"Do you want to take a shower and get a haircut?"

Irene stood behind him, reaching out to hug him gently, "I think you seem a little nervous."

"Well, it's good to take a bath."

Zhang Qing exhaled lightly, and the invisible servant quickly came over with new clothes and poured water for him.

Taking advantage of the hot water, the invisible servant took the electric clippers and cut Zhang Qing's short hair. After cleaning, he threw the shaved hair into the trash can.

He smoothly released a magic trick for himself, cleaning up the sticky hair on his body.

After taking a shower, the whole person looked a little different from before, the dejected look had disappeared, and now he became more energetic.

"Okay, let's go now."

Zhang Qing was not in the mood to make breakfast, and was going to buy some outside to eat on the way.

Irene and the others also got up and walked out of the house with him.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, they reached their destination.

mourning hall.

(End of this chapter)