Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 315
After a long time, Yao Qingze slowly opened his mouth.

"But sister Jun, I'm not afraid of death. Anyway, people will die eventually. It's a matter of time. What I'm afraid of is that after I die, I will leave Mr. Zhu and their orphans and widows to suffer."

"No! Qingze, you won't die, you'll be fine!"

Sitting behind Yao Qingze, Wang Zhujun shook his head even more, and tears flowed more urgently.

The tears on her face not only fell on Yao Qingze's face, but also on Meng Kejun's.

These hot teardrops burned Meng Kejun's heart.

"Brother Yao, if you have anything to say to me, just say it! As long as I, Meng Kejun, can do it, I will do my best."

Meng Kejun knew that Yao Qingze was paving the way for Wang Zhujun and the child in her womb.

"But Miss Jun, if something happens to me, you must help me take care of Mr. Zhu, and don't let her do anything stupid."

Yao Qingze understands Wang Zhujun's temper, don't look weak, if this temper becomes stubborn, or she can't think about it for a while, she can do anything.

Worrying, Yao Qingze looked back with difficulty and glanced at Wang Zhujun who was tearing up behind him and almost collapsed.

"Mr. Zhu, you have to promise me that for our children, you must not do stupid things! If you do stupid things, I will hate you! I will really hate you!"

"Good! Good! I don't do stupid things! I promise you I won't do stupid things!"

Wang Zhujun quickly nodded in response to Yao Qingze.

Seeing Wang Zhujun nodding in response to him, the expression on Yao Qingze's face immediately became relieved.

"You have to give birth to the child and bring him up well. If it's a son, teach him how to manage the Xianghe Building. If it's a girl, teach her the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and then find her a good home!"

Hearing Yao Qingze's longing for these beautiful things, Meng Kejun quickly reached out to wipe the tears off his face.

"Brother Yao, let's choose a name for the child! Choose one for both son and daughter!"

This can be regarded as leaving a thought for the children in the future, knowing that their names were chosen by their fathers.

"I've thought about this a long time ago. My son's name is Yao Weifeng, and my daughter's name is Yao Leyi."

Speaking of this, Yao Qingze grabbed Wang Zhujun's hand, and gently pressed a kiss on the back of her hand.

Just when he printed this kiss, he suddenly retched uncontrollably.

"What happened?"

Wang Zhujun asked quickly, and kept stroking his back from behind, hoping that he would be more comfortable, but this did not reduce Yao Qingze's retching at all.

This time, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out from his mouth that had not vomited blood before, and this mouthful of blood sprayed directly on Wang Zhujun's hand, almost drowning her whole hand.

Wang Zhujun and Meng Kejun panicked again, the doctor quickly reached out and grabbed Yao Qingze's other hand, carefully feeling his pulse.

But he shook his head while shaking, and finally said softly to Meng Kejun, "Back to the light."

The doctor really has nothing to do now, he can only pick up the blood-stained handkerchief from the basin beside him, and wipe it for Yao Qingze.

Yao Qingze, who was getting weaker and weaker, had difficulty opening his eyes and breathing, knew in his heart that he was going to die soon, but he still had a lot of things that he didn't have time to explain.

So, even though the strength in his body was gradually disappearing, he still held Meng Kejun's hand tightly, without any loosening.

"Sister Jun... Sister Jun... If I leave, Mr. Zhu and our children will be handed over to you!"

Yao Qingze said these words to Meng Kejun almost vomiting blood, and soon the veil the doctor gave him to wipe his mouth was dyed dark red.

Meng Kejun knew that Yao Qingze was asking for help on his deathbed, so she nodded repeatedly, hoping that Yao Qingze could feel at ease when she left.

"There is also the Xianghe Building. You must also help our Xianghe Building. The foreign enemies are strong in the Xianghe Building now. The signboard of our century-old store must not fall into the hands of our generation!"

Yao Qingze spoke very hastily. With this urgency, his face, which was struggling to breathe before, became even more ugly. He was originally livid and pale, but now he felt that his face had turned purple-black, especially his lips.

"Yes! Yes! I will definitely help! I will definitely not let the Mengjialou crowd out the Xianghelou!"

Seeing Yao Qingze's increasingly ugly face, Meng Kejun's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

And the hand he was holding tightly to his hand, his hand was obviously getting colder and colder, and his strength was gradually getting weaker.

"And...and..."

By this time, Yao Qingze's voice gradually became quieter. He tightly put Wang Zhujun's blood-spattered hand and Meng Kejun's hand together, and then tightly held their hands together. .

"Sister Jun...Brother Yao, I beg you one last thing..."

Before he died, Yao Qingze regretted what he and Wang Zhujun did to Meng Kejun.

Meng Kejun is so smart, she will know about that matter sooner or later, so he can only beg her at this time, hoping that even if she knows the truth in the future, she will not tear herself apart with Wang Zhujun when she thinks of her dying care.

"Say it! Say it!"

Meng Kejun, who didn't know the truth, nodded repeatedly. She couldn't relieve Yao Qingze's physical pain, and she only hoped that she could make him feel less regretful.

"No matter what wrong things I did with Mr. Zhu... I hope you don't care about it..."

Meng Kejun knew that Yao Qingze was most worried about Wang Zhujun and their children, so she quickly nodded in response to him.

"No! No! I will treat Sister Zhujun as my own sister, and I will treat your children as my own children. Don't worry! I will do my best to protect Sister Zhujun and Your children are safe."

Hearing what Meng Kejun said, the big stone in Yao Qingze's heart was finally let go.

But Wang Zhujun, who was holding him, cried even harder. She knew what Yao Qingze said just now.

Grabbing the hands of Meng Kejun and Wang Zhujun, he slowly let go.

Finally, Yao Qingze turned around vigorously, and hugged Wang Zhujun who was sitting behind him tightly.

"Mr. Bamboo..."

Yao Qingze softly called into Wang Zhujun's ear.

This gentle voice broke Wang Zhujun's broken heart again.

"In the next life... I will marry you again in the next life... just... I just don't want to be so old..."

After saying these words, he stretched out his hands to hold Wang Zhujun's face, and then showed her a faint smile.

This smile made Wang Zhujun's broken heart into a complete heart immediately.

Her heart almost melted in that smile.

Finally, with his lips stained with blood, he gently pressed Wang Zhujun's lips.

(End of this chapter)