Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 469 Mingheng, please make an appointment with a doctor for me (3)
Jin Mingheng saw her reaction in his eyes, and never said anything.

Turning the corner, he went up a dozen more stairs, and finally reached the door of the house.When I was a child, my grandmother held my hand and climbed upstairs, always panting slightly, but still felt very warm.At this time, looking at the Spring Festival couplets pasted on the mottled door panels, I don't feel happy, but only feel glaring.

After knocking on the door, it was Wang Ping who answered the door.

She was wearing simple home clothes and looked a little haggard.After staring at her for a while, he asked hesitantly, "Ning Jiu?"

Song Ning wanted to laugh for a long time, after so many years, she finally did not admit her mistake this time.But the wooden box she held in her hand was heavy, as if it was pressing on her heart and all her nerves, and it couldn't move half of it, so she still couldn't laugh.

Wang Ping felt that her expression was a bit strange, and her eyes fell on the wooden box she was holding.The color is dark brown, with some patterns carved on it, and I can't help but frown.But she never cared about her affairs, so she just said, "Come in."

With the usual indifferent attitude, he let go of the door and walked in.

Jin Mingheng kept his promise and did not go in, leaning against the door frame.Song Ningjiu took a step forward and closed the door to block him out.

Wang Ping was already sitting on the sofa, looking a little sad and indifferent to her.

At this moment, Song Tian came out yawning with messy hair, and asked, "Who is it?" Song Ningjiu's appearance was reflected in his opened eyes.

"Auntie." Song Ningjiu called.

The doubts in Song Tian's eyes were swept away, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his lips and eyes, without any concealment: "Hey, young lady Jin is not enjoying your glory and wealth at Jin's house, why did you come to our house early in the morning? "

The provocation towards her was mean or something. When she cared before, it was like a soft knife, imperceptibly piercing her heart.Now that I don't care, it doesn't sound so sharp.

She ignored Song Tian, ​​turned her head to look at Wang Ping, slowly put the wooden box in her hand on the table, and said, "I came here today for this."

"What is this?" Song Tian asked, "Could it be that the conscience discovered that the Jin family's gold and silver treasures were used to honor us?"

Song Ningjiu looked at her aunt, if she cared, she would definitely ask.What great things have they done to themselves that they need to honor themselves?But she is not in the mood now, she looked at Wang Ping and said, "My sister is gone."

The voice and expression are very flat, as if talking about an unimportant matter.But only she knew how heavy her heart was.

"What did you say?" Song Tian didn't seem to react, or didn't want to understand, so he looked at her with shocked eyes and asked.However, his eyes were already looking at the wooden box unconsciously, and he suddenly felt extremely cold.

"I said my sister is dead," Song Ningjiu repeated.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Ping's eyes were full of shock.

Song Tian was also shocked, but he woke up immediately.She stepped forward and scolded angrily: "Little bitch, what are you talking about? Who is dead? We are fine for a moment, why are you cursing her to die if you have nothing to do?"

Compared to Song Tian's rage, she looked at Wang Ping calmly and said, "This is her ashes."

Wang Ping seemed to have finally come to her senses, her face turned pale, her hands subconsciously covered her chest, her breathing was stagnant, as if someone had strangled her neck.

"No, we won't die for a while, don't curse her." Song Tian still had the same temper, and he waved his hand to knock down the wooden box.

Seeing that she was about to swing it away, Song Ningjiu reached out and grabbed her wrist to stop it.Her face was a little cold at this time, and her eyes were even colder. She said: "My sister died very badly. I only found a head and a hand, but I don't want her to be so miserable. In the end, the family can't give her peace."

When she said this, her heart ached.Finally feel the pain?That was her sister, the sister with the same blood.If they hadn't been doted on since childhood, perhaps she wouldn't have come to this point.

But people have to be responsible for their own lives, and she doesn't want to blame her family for anything.He just turned to look at Wang Ping and said, "I sent her back because I thought she would be more willing to be with you. If you refuse, then I have no choice but to take her away."

When Song Tian finally realized that she wasn't lying and that this was really Song Yishun's ashes, she fell to the ground with a plop.

Wang Ping closed her eyes, tears streaming down her eyes.

Song Ningjiu looked at them, she knew they were in pain.But she was also in pain, so she was powerless to comfort her.Turning around, Wang Ping behind her suddenly let out a mournful cry, cutting through her heart like a knife.The solemnity and sadness brought by death tightly wrapped the three people in the house.

She slowly reached out and grabbed the doorknob, twisting.

Outside the door, Jin Mingheng was still standing there.

"Let's go." She smiled, with a smile on her lips.

She wanted to say that she was okay, even if Wang Ping only loved her sister since she was a child, even if the news of her being kidnapped spread throughout Xinfeng, it didn't matter that her family didn't ask her a word when they just met.

She has Jin Mingheng, he risked his life to find him, she was so unbearable, he didn't even dislike her.She feels that she is really good, she has gotten a lot, a lot, so she is really good...

Jin Mingheng looked at her, but he wasn't sure if she was okay or not.But in the next second, her eyes were slightly closed, and her body collapsed in front of her.

"Ningjiu!" His eyes were startled, and he took her into his arms.

He didn't care about the Song family's grief, and only took her home quickly.After the doctor's diagnosis, she was too tense, so she was just tired and needed to rest.He slept with her, and she seemed to be dreaming all the time, in which she called grandma for a while, and sister for a while.

Occasionally, he would also hear his own name.

Compared with her in reality, she in the dream is much more indulgent, and she has been crying in grief.Jin Mingheng didn't wake her up, he thought it was good for her to vent like this, people always need a vent to relieve, otherwise they will go crazy sooner or later.

Song Ningjiu slept for a long time, and when she woke up the next day, she seemed to know Song Yishun's expression after the accident. She seldom cried or laughed.

Song Yishun was buried on the third day, because his death was not honorable, and the Song family was not as good as before, so only Song Tian and Wang Ping were in front of the tomb.

Wearing black mourning clothes, she watched them from a distance, and it took her a long time to muster up the courage to step forward.

"What are you doing here?" Song Tian saw her with disgust and hatred on his face.

Although she never knew where this hatred came from.

"I asked her to come." Wang Ping said, then lowered her head and wiped her tears.

Song Tian looked at her. She had never been used to this sister-in-law, so she let out a cold snort.

"Ningjiu, come here." Wang Ping called her, with a gentle tone that she had never used to her since she was a child.

(End of this chapter)