The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Seeing her avoiding her, the old lady stopped asking questions.

"I heard you tell your grandson before entering the door that a letter and two portraits were found in Yin Cun's coffin. Are those still there?"

"I didn't dare to stay. I was afraid it would cause unnecessary trouble. It was burned long ago."

Soon, Yin Shi and his father came and came up with a thick genealogy.

"Miss An, take it," said the old woman, looking at the genealogy on the table.

She took it handily and flipped around casually. "Then I'll wait for the Yin family to make this statement. As for the reason, I think the old lady knows well, so I won't bother."

"Did Miss An come from A specifically?"

"Yes, this is going back."

"It's better to stay here, and return tomorrow."

"Don't bother, old lady ..." An Xiaomen finally said, "If an unknown person contacts you after sending a statement, please contact me immediately. This is your only way to live, remember."

"I see, Xiaoshi, send it to Miss An."

"Yes, grandpa."

The two figures went out, the footsteps were getting farther and farther. After they could not hear, the old lady took out a pen and paper and wrote a few words on the paper to his son. The hearty father looked at him and looked upset.

——

"Ma'am, what's going on, why did you suddenly change your action plan?" Fan Shixin blurted out seeing An Xiaomeng's sentence.

An Xiaomen closed the door and handed him the book. "When I broke the old lady's formation, I suddenly felt that this method was a time-saving and labor-saving method, and then I heard their grandchildren talking outside the door. Then it was decided to implement it. "

"But grandma, you are not afraid of that old elm head ..."

"He is an elm head who doesn't know how to change, and he also knows the principle of giving up small insurance."

"However, it's already horrifying ..."

"It's been a long time since I was in the grass, and when I didn't go in to meet them, the old man knew I was investigating Yin's house." An Xiaomen sat down. "Fortunately, I signed a privacy agreement when I rented this house. Only a few of us know that the people of the Yin family did not know that we were monitoring them here. They thought that I would go back to City A with this genealogy. "

"Can this genealogy be fake?"

"It shouldn't. Although I had frightened the snake before I went, but you have to know that they didn't know that I wanted a family tree, how could they prepare for it in advance, and that family trees were not so important to others, and they wouldn't I prepared a fake, and the old man didn't need to give me a fake. He didn't know what I wanted to do with the genealogy, didn't he? "

Fan Shixin nodded in agreement, "Yes, it's not grandma, you say, I can't think of my head, what's the point of you wanting this genealogy."

She talked to Fan Shixin about the conversation between her grandson and grandson, and after that she asked, "Do you believe this old lady?"

"Say the portrait of you and the young master found in Yin Cun's coffin?"

"Ok."

"I don't think he lied." Fan Shixin analyzed, "If Yin Cun left a letter and two pictures in his coffin, it is conceivable that he was ordered to be buried when he died. Loved ones, specially placed in the coffin, in order not to see it for future generations, or what is his intention to do so? That letter frankly killed many people, the old lady also said, according to Yin The remaining Mo Bao is confirmed to be written by him. Even if he writes it, keeping it will only bring disadvantages. It is not good for the Yin family and the portraits of you and the master. Burning the Yin family is the wisest choice. "

An Xiaomen nodded and looked at the genealogy of the Yin family with him.

From the beginning, looking back, the more surprised the two were.

Fan Shixin took the lead and said, "Yin's family has more than a thousand people from the beginning to gradually wither to the number of offspring?"

"Yes, the old lady has two sons, and the two sons each have a son. So far, the two grandsons of the old lady are not married yet."

"If something happens to these two grandchildren, the Yin family will break the rhythm of their children."

"Probably."

An Xiaomen and him read the genealogy one by one.

"Grandma, if the Yin family announces the announcement tomorrow, it does not meet our expectations ... what shall we do next?"

"Be assured, even if Yin Cun has long ceased to exist, Xihou Jiaping will not sit idly by and ignore it. Now we will see if this Yin Cun really does not exist anymore ... if he does exist, know me After taking the family tree, he will be afraid. I am afraid that according to the number on the family tree, the pulse of his Yin family will be removed one by one and the offspring of his Yin family will be completely cut off. "

"Ma'am, aren't you afraid?" Fan Shixin looked at her. "Aren't you afraid of Xihou Jiaping?"

"Afraid to be useful?" She turned and said, "Since it's useless, why are you afraid?"

Fan Shixin twitched his lips and nodded in agreement. "Yes, Grandma is right."

——

"Dad, can I discuss something with you?" Jin Yizhen nestled beside Jin Qingyan with a sweet smile, not to mention how sweet his voice was.

"what's up?"

"Dad, can you buy me a new cell phone? It's the latest cell phone in the advertisement."

Jin Qingyan turned his head, "what's the benefit of buying you this kind of mobile phone?"

The son was instantly circled, "Benefits?"

"of course."

"Dad, who should we both talk to? We are father and son. The teacher said that parents and children are the most dear people in the world. Daddy, I will honor you when you are old. Do n’t give you salt and water when it will move. "

Jin Qingyan looked at the book in his hand and didn't look at him again. "It is useless to say less about these, it is not good to not buy them."

"So what do you want to promise ..."

"So ... first sing a song to my dad that only dad is good ..."

Jin Yizhang poked, "Dad, it is wrong to change the song name."

"Do you sing?"

"Sing!" A word popped out of the little guy's mouth, and he began to sing to the sky. "Only the father is good in the world, and the child with the father is like a grass ..." Feeling a cold light coming, Jin Yizhen immediately excited Corrected, "It's like a treasure. I can't enjoy happiness without my father's arms ... Dad, I'm done."

"It's okay to sing. In the future, the singer will miss you, and I will give you an essay on the theme of" My Good Dad. "

Jin Yizhen rolled his eyes inadvertently, and then his brain moved quickly, trying to meet his requirements.