Reborn 1980: The rough man was driven crazy by the little crying bag again

When Chen Shanye rushed over in a private helicopter, there was a new grave in the Lin family's ancestral grave.

The mound was very small, as if it had been piled up temporarily, and there were some uprooted pea shoots on it. It seemed that Lin Qiaoqiao died very suddenly.

Zhang Lingzhi was standing more than ten meters behind the man, hesitating and daring not to go forward. Although Chen Shanye walked out of their village, no matter whether it was the noble or evil spirit on his body, it made people feel chills down the spine.

The man stood from morning to night without eating or drinking, or even moving, like an ice sculpture, without a trace of warmth.

He was wearing a pair of black sunglasses from the beginning to the end, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

From Zhang Lingzhi's perspective, you can only see the man's cold jawline, rolling Adam's apple, and the liquid flowing down the edge of the sunglasses, reflecting the cold afterglow.

Should be crying.

While Zhang Lingzhi was shocked, he still didn't understand why Chen Shanye didn't care about what happened to the Lin family brothers if he still had feelings for Lin Qiaoqiao.

He is so rich, if he can help the Lin family brothers, maybe there will be two fewer graves.

If he had no feelings for Lin Qiaoqiao, why would he rush back the day after Lin Qiaoqiao died, still crying.

"How has she been all these years?"

The man's voice was obviously crying and vibrato, Zhang Lingzhi reacted, and then realized that he was talking to himself.

Thinking about it, she was the only one who came into contact with Lin Qiaoqiao.

Lin Qiaoqiao didn't tell her what happened to her, but she heard about it from the policeman who sent Lin Qiaoqiao back.

"It's very bad. The train was sold to a trafficker and married into the mountains..."

As she spoke, Zhang Lingzhi burst into tears. The childhood grievances and resentments had long since passed. As a woman, she deeply sympathized with what happened to Lin Qiaoqiao.

When she finished speaking, Chen Shanye just responded lightly.

"Then I'll go back first, I'm not at home, and the dolls at home can't sleep."

The man didn't look back and didn't speak, which was a tacit agreement.

Before she turned around and took two steps, she heard a deep voice: "What did she say before she died?"

"She didn't say anything, she just borrowed a sickle from my family, saying she wanted to see some brothers, and then..."

She couldn't hold back from squatting on the ground again, crying with her head in her arms, sobbing and chattering: "Qiaoqiao, this child is not bad in nature, but his luck is too bad. Who would have thought that Wu Jinghui would be a beast."

Back then, Wu Jinghui captured the hearts of a large number of young girls by relying on his fake identity in the production team. When he led Qiaoqiao back to the capital, many girls were so angry that they didn't eat for three days.

"It's not bad luck." The man said hoarsely, as if immersed in great grief.

Next to the new grave are several old graves, which were covered with weeds, but now they have been cleaned up, and a lot of new soil has been added. Zhang Lingzhi sighed heavily again: "The brothers of the Lin family, if only one of them is alive, Qiaoqiao will not be so..."

She didn't know if it was her own illusion, but just now she heard a low, imperceptible laugh.

If I had to use one word to describe that voice, it would be weird, it didn't sound like a living person, sad and painful.

Zhang Lingzhi was terrified, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, his legs were a little soft, and repeated: "I'm going first, if you're hungry, you can come to my house for dinner."

"Hmm." The man finally responded.

When Zhang Lingzhi walked out of the cemetery, he was stopped by a man waiting at the door. Judging by his attire, he should have been brought here by Chen Shanye.

It should be an assistant or secretary or something, and the other two are bodyguards just by looking at their physique.

"This is for you." The assistant wearing glasses handed over an envelope, which should be a lot of money just by its thickness.

Zhang Lingzhi smiled and didn't take the money. Her family was not so poor that she couldn't get rid of it. Moreover, she and Lin Linqiao had known each other since they were children, so it was appropriate to help with the burial.

The most important thing was that she didn't dare to accept Chen Shanye's money, because she always felt that this man looked gloomy.

The assistant didn't force her, but just handed over a business card with both hands: "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can call the above number."

It would be impolite to refuse again, Zhang Lingzhi thanked her and took it.

I went home and put the child to sleep, but couldn't sleep, so I went up the stairs to the bungalow, at this height I could see Lin Qiaoqiao's grave.

The man still kept his original appearance, but his body was much shorter.

She wanted to continue watching, when she heard the cry of her youngest son, it must have been a nightmare, and she hurried down to comfort the child.

By the time she put the child to sleep again, he had already left.

When she lifted the quilt and went back to sleep, her husband muttered dissatisfiedly in a low voice: "What are you doing all the time, you have to get up early to go to work tomorrow."

"I'm looking at Chen Shanye."

The husband snorted: "Give up that thought, don't say you are the mother of three children now, even if you are a big girl, people will look down on you."

Zhang Lingzhi leaned on his shoulder and bit hard: "What nonsense, he came to see Lin Qiaoqiao this time, and he was crying..."

"When a person dies, I know I cried. Where did he die earlier? Boss Zhou's leg was disabled at that time, and I didn't see him coming. He was contracting a project in the county..."

"In the future, you should stay away from that white-eyed wolf. I think the Zhou family was ruined, and Chen Shanye probably restrained them."

Zhang Lingzhi gave him a slap in the face: "It's obviously Wu Jinghui's fault."

"Tch, Chen Shanye and Lin Qiaoqiao are a sure thing. It must be that Chen Shanye treated her badly, and Lin Qiaoqiao just moved on."

"No, Chen Shanye is very kind to Lin Qiaoqiao..."

"Forget it, forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you." The husband turned his back, and the snoring sounded again after a while.

Zhang Lingzhi sighed heavily again, and said to herself: "If people are gone, what's the point of talking about such things."

Chen Shanye left overnight, and he was not from the same class. Zhang Lingzhi didn't see Chen Shanye much in the next few years, but every time Lin Qiaoqiao died, there would be a lot of ashes of paper money in front of the grave.

The graves of the four brothers of the Lin family were clean.

Zhang Lingzhi smiled: "Lin Qiaoqiao has money to eat meat, so she definitely won't let her four older brothers eat porridge. Their siblings should have a good life down there."

"Look, Chen Shanye is in the newspaper."

Zhang Lingzhi snorted, turned around and went to the kitchen, and casually replied: "I'm going to be successful now, someday I won't be in the newspaper."

"Right."

Her husband shrugged his shoulders, put the newspaper on the table, and went back to adjust his tape recorder.

Zhang Lingzhi glanced at it casually, the man in the newspaper was cutting the ribbon with a red silk flower pinned to his chest, and behind it was a big sign with words she didn't recognize, so she could only call her man.