Chapter 159: Final Warning, Rebirth in a Desperate Situation

"Tut-tut......" Yun Jian saw this scene, she just supported her jaw with her hand and sighed "tsk". (? )

Her purpose was just to scare them so that they would not dare to trouble Qin Yirou again in the future.

But I didn't expect this plum blossom to be vigorous on weekdays, and it looks like it's not afraid of the sky and the earth.

And he just teased them twice, Zhang Meihua was so frightened that she squeezed out her pee, it was really ......

You can’t judge a book by its cover.

"I'll tell you, if there is a second time for today's events." Yun Jian slanted at a few people who were paralyzed, paused, and continued, "If there is a second time, then this knife will stab your head, what I Yun Jian said has always been done, if you don't believe it, you wipe your head clean and wait for me!" ”

Since Yun Jian was reborn, he has done a lot of things to threaten and intimidate people.

If this matter had been placed in his previous life, the pile of people in front of him would have already turned into corpses.

But now her identity is different, her situation is different, and more importantly, she still has her mother and brother, especially in this society under the rule of law, killing people is a crime.

Her essence is slowly changing, but she doesn't realize it.

After Yun Jian finished speaking, he walked over and tiptoed out the knife from the wall above Zhang Meihua and put it away, turned around and walked to Qin Yirou, took Qin Yirou's hand and walked out.

She didn't want to stay here for a moment, and so must Qin Yirou.

Regarding Yun Jian's actions, the people present did not dare to say anything.

Until I watched Yun Jian pull Qin Yirou away, the next second, Zhang Meihua was like a big balloon out of breath, and the whole person was paralyzed to the ground with a "poof".

It wasn't until she walked out of the Qin family that Qin Yirou trembled and trembled, and her tears flowed down like a faucet.

Yun Jian didn't know how to comfort Qin Yirou, she reached out and put it on Qin Yirou's back, gently rubbing and comforting.

Just when Yun Jian thought that Qin Yirou would be silent for a long time, Qin Yirou suddenly spoke, she closed her eyes, as if she had made some decision, but she sighed and said with a hint of sadness: "Xiao Jian, Mom wants to go to a place."

Regarding Yun Jian's strange skills, Qin Yirou didn't say a word.

She didn't ask, and Yun Jian was actually relieved.

Xinjiang Town, Wuyi Mountain.

Wuyi Mountain is an ordinary mountain range located right near the town of Xinjiang.

The area around Wuyi Mountain is all farmland, but there is a cemetery dedicated to burying the older generation after their deaths.

Yun Jian's grandfather Qin Youfu is buried here.

Qin Yirou used to come here alone in Xinjiang Town every once in a while to worship her father, who was the best to her before her death.

Weed him in front of the grave, at least so that people don't mistake it for an untended wild tomb.

Life and death, in Qin Yirou's eyes, it seems to be a passing cloud, in the blink of an eye, it has been so many years since his father died.

And she still hasn't come to her senses.

"Xiaojian, he's your grandfather." Qin Yirou stared at the black photo of the old man on the tombstone with teary eyes, pointed at him and said to Yun Jian.

Yun Jian looked over there along Qin Yirou, and saw the old man's thin and kind black and white photo appear in front of him.

Yun Jian knew that Qin Yirou missed her father, she got too little affection, her husband's betrayal and infidelity, and her mother's family's ignorance and complaints.

The only father who was very good to her, but died early.

The previous original owner was not sensible, although An An was divided, but he never understood Qin Yirou's suffering.

Qin Yirou was only one person who suffered.

Yun Jian walked over, she gently leaned Qin Yirou's head on her shoulder, and reached out to pat her back.

Yun Jian whispered softly and gently: "Mom, we live well, we live more glorious than anyone else, and my grandfather will be happy when he sees it in the sky."

After Qin Yirou heard this, tears fell on Yun Jian's shoulder, she gritted her teeth and nodded, warm and sad in her heart.

The feeling is indescribable.

Those who live should live well. Yun Jian didn't know why he would say such a thing.

But she didn't know that it was precisely because of these words that Qin Yirou rekindled her hope for life.

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