Zhou Mo cried and laughed, but held Yang Xiaoyan's hand tightly and did not speak, so anxious that Yang Xiaoyan immediately went to call a doctor.

Zhou Mo grabbed Yang Xiaoyan and said with a smile: "Mom, my brain is fine." I'm just happy. ”

Two lines of tears flowed out of Yang Xiaoyan's swollen eyes at once, and it was over, the child was really stupid. Who would say they were happy when their father was hit and bled a few days after he died?

While crying, Yang Xiaoyan broke free of Zhou Mo's hand and rushed out of the door of the ward to find a doctor.

Zhou Mo wiped the tears on his face, sniffed, took a few deep breaths, and slightly restrained his emotions.

The doctor came in.

"Headaches? Do you feel like throwing up......"

The doctor asked several questions in a row, and seeing that Zhou Mo was in a good state of mind and answered the questions clearly, he said to Yang Xiaoyan: "The problem should not be big, if you are still not at ease, go take a cranial CT scan......

After the CT results came out, Yang Xiaoyan stared at the word "normal" and looked at it again and again, still a little skeptical. So she stretched out two fingers and asked, "Xiaomo, come, tell Mom, how much is this?" ”

Zhou Mo stroked his forehead, tried to hold back a smile, and said, "This is a two." Mom, I'm really fine. Why don't I give you a few jumps? With that, Zhou Mo was about to get up.

Yang Xiaoyan put the sheet that Zhou Mo lifted back and said, "Okay, okay, I believe in you, don't move, be careful to pull the wound." ”

Seeing that Zhou Mo was obedient, Yang Xiaoyan sat down on the stool in front of the hospital bed. As soon as she calmed down, she inevitably thought of Zhou Qingjun again, fell into sadness again, and cried silently.

After a few minutes, Zhou Mo organized the language and said to Yang Xiaoyan: "Mom, there is something I want to tell you. ”

Yang Xiaoyan looked up a little dazedly and asked, "Ah, is Xiaomo talking to me?" Do you want to drink water? ”

Zhou Mo grabbed Yang Xiaoyan's hand and said, "Mom, I want to tell you something very important now, you must listen carefully." ”

Yang Xiaoyan looked at Zhou Mo with some surprise and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"My dad made a will and left our house to my uncle."

When Yang Xiaoyan heard this, her first reaction was: How is it possible?

Zhou Mo continued: "Two days before my dad died, my grandmother and uncle pushed my dad out for a long time when you went to the big hospital to get medicine for my dad, and when they came back, they had an extra document bag in their hands. I eavesdropped on my grandmother and uncle, and I realized that it was my father's will. ”

In fact, Zhou Mo didn't see the document bag with her own eyes, she only saw Mrs. Wang and Zhou Qingmin pushing her father out, but in her previous life, Yang Xiaoyan lost the fight for the house, because the will that Zhou Qingmin took out was notarized.

Zhou Qingjun was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer a year ago. Mrs. Wang and Zhou Qingmin got the news as soon as possible.

Except for coming to Zhou Mo's house that day and crying a few words to Zhou Qingjun "My poor son" and "My poor brother", they didn't say anything about it, and they couldn't even see a shadow behind them.

It wasn't until Zhou Qingjun had a few days to live that the two began to come to the door frequently.

In the past year, in addition to regularly going to big hospitals to get medicine, Yang Xiaoyan has basically been inseparable from Zhou Qingjun. The last time I took the medicine, it was nine days ago.

The will must have been made at that time.

Zhou Mo said again: "Early tomorrow morning, my grandmother and uncle will take out their will and drive you away." ”

"No way, your dad wouldn't be that kind to me!" Yang Xiaoyan didn't believe it at all.

Ten years have passed, and in her heart, Zhou Qingjun has always been the same as when she first saw him, a talented and humble gentleman with no talents. But she didn't know that because of the torture of illness and the bewitchment of Mrs. Wang, she was no longer a good wife and mother in Zhou Qingjun's eyes.

Although Mrs. Wang didn't come to the door before, she would call every once in a while, and she would not talk to Zhou Qingjun until she was sure that Yang Xiaoyan was not around.

"Did Xiaoyan go to the big hospital to get your medicine today? You ask me how I know that my neighbor saw her. Said she was smiling like a vixen at a male doctor. ”

"Xiaoyan went to get the medicine again, right? My neighbors all pointed at my nose and laughed at me, saying that my little daughter-in-law hooked up with the doctor last time and touched her hands. ”

"It's all in the corridor, can't she Yang Xiaoyan wait, you're not dead yet, she's looking for a home?"

At first, Zhou Qingjun felt that if he really died, Yang Xiaoyan would remarry, and someone would take care of her for him, so he wouldn't have to worry.

Slowly, Zhou Qingjun's thoughts changed. Just thinking about the possibility that Yang Xiaoyan might remarry after his death, he would be upset. Didn't she say she loved him? Didn't you say that he was the only one in this life? Why can't you keep it for yourself?

In the last few days, even when Yang Xiaoyan went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, Zhou Qingjun would wonder if she was going to steal her lover......

He felt that she was a sinner who betrayed their love, and would surely throw his daughter to his mother after his death, as his mother said, and lead the wild man into this house.

That's why he made a will under the cry of Mrs. Wang, and left the house to his eldest brother Zhou Qingmin on the premise that his eldest brother would provide for his mother for him.

In order to make Zhou Qingmin promise to raise Zhou Mo for him, he also signed an IOU that cheated Yang Xiaoyan for the rest of his life.

Zhou Mo didn't say anything about the IOU, but only said about the will.

She is also like Mrs. Wang and Zhou Qingmin, worried that Yang Xiaoyan will be hit too hard at once and will not be able to think about it.

"Mom, don't just believe it, you also know how good my grandmother's mouth is, my dad has always felt that he owes my milk, and will give them the house under the bewitchment of my milk, I am not surprised at all.

Now you have to think about it, what are you going to do if they really want to drive you away? What should I do? ”

"How... What to do? ”

Yang Xiaoyan was stunned by the question, and then angry, she patted the bed and said, "I'm not leaving, why should I go, how did this house come about?"

I pedaled on the tricycle to sell fruit pound by pound, and after selling for eight years, I barely scraped enough money for a down payment after the tricycle chain was broken.

In order to save this money, I was reluctant to eat and wear, except for the necessary daily expenses and to buy paintbrushes and paints for your father, I wanted to break a penny in half and spend it for eight years.

As a result, people said that our family had no mortgage and no fixed income, and we were not allowed to take out a loan to buy a house, so we had to pay in full. It was still by relying on the windfall that came later that our family could afford to buy a house.

As for the windfall, on the surface, it was your father's money from selling paintings, but in fact, it was a thank you gift from people who turned around the corner to thank me for saving my life.

If I hadn't laboriously fished out my son of the size of someone from the water, would the old man have paid so much money for your father's paintings?

Has your dad's painting ever been sold, except for that time? I can't sell a single one! ”