Chapter 4796 Death

"It doesn't seem like he's from our school." Kong Jiaming shook his head, "I didn't find out who it was specifically. I didn't intend to stop him. If secret love can make a person move forward, then I think it's worth encouraging."

"That's of course. If it doesn't delay learning, what's the need to stop it?" Teacher Su, who teaches English, is a young teacher who has just graduated and is open-minded.

Teacher Yang sighed: "That's really good. Such a genius was almost buried. Based on Zhao Xiaojing's results, the High School Affiliated to Normal University is safe, right?"

Kong Jiaming smiled bitterly: "The High School Affiliated to Normal University? It's not something you can get into if you have good grades, right? The tuition is over 100,000 yuan a year. The situation of Zhao Xiaojing's family is not very good."

"As long as he can rely on high scores, the High School Affiliated to Normal University should have scholarships for him to apply for. In these days, if a child has good grades, can he still go to school?" Teacher Chen looked very excited.

The history teacher was even more eager to try: "I'm going to try the history test right now."

He took the paper and went.

However, it came to nothing.

On Friday afternoon, Zhao Yuanjing did not come.

He took a leave of absence.

He didn't plan to ask for leave, but someone wouldn't let him go.

Wan Mei called and said that her grandfather was dying and asked him to rush back to see her one last time.

Thinking of the old man's loving eyes towards him and thinking about Zhao Xiaojing's grandson the most, Zhao Yuanjing thought about it and went anyway.

The old man was lying on the bed, unconscious.

Children and grandchildren are crowded in the house.

Zhao Yuanjing asked: "Why not send him to the hospital?"

"He's already like this. It doesn't matter whether the hospital will accept him or not. It's useless to send him away. Why should he suffer that?" Aunt Wan Moli stood at the door and said.

She was wearing a green tight skirt, carrying an expensive bag on her arm, with a white face and red lips, and a graceful appearance.

It seems that he dislikes the old man's smell in the house and refuses to get close.

Wan Mei sat by the bed and called to Zhao Yuanjing: "Xiao Jing, come here and talk to grandpa. Grandpa has been chanting your name just now."

Zhao Yuanjing hurried over.

Wan Mei patted the old man on the shoulder: "Dad, Dad! Open your eyes and look, Xiao Jing is here, Xiao Jing is here to see you."

Hearing the word "Xiao Jing", the old man opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw Zhao Yuanjing, he suddenly shed tears, "My child, you have a hard life... Grandpa will see you soon..."

Zhao Yuanjing's heart moved slightly.

This dying man probably saw that he was not Zhao Xiaojing.

But everyone else in the room, including Wan Mei, just thought it was the old man's nonsense and didn't care.

The old man muttered a few more words, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

After a while, Wan Mei suddenly started crying: "Dad, Dad!"

Wan Hua and Li Chunliu also threw themselves on the bed and burst into tears.

Wan Moli also called a few times, but was soon interrupted by the ringing of her cell phone. She went out to answer the phone, and when she came back, she said to Wanhua, "Brother, now that dad is gone, shouldn't we discuss the matter of this house?"

Wan Mei was furious: "Sister, are you so anxious? Dad has just left, and you can't wait to divide the property?"

"You have to say it sooner or later. Don't be hypocritical. If you have the ability, don't give up!" Wan Moli said.

"Then I'll tell you the truth, you can't get this house from dad." Wan Mei was really angry, "Dad had already transferred the ownership of the house to Xiao Jing, and even gave the real estate certificate to Xiao Jing!"

Everyone else was stunned.

Even Wanhua and Li Chunliu stopped crying and looked back.