Chapter 322: Father Fu passed away

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When Shi Moqing rushed to the hospital, the ward was not as lively as she imagined, but there were two more people. One of them was Fu Jiahui with a serious face. He looked at Shi Moqing when he entered the door, smiled, and suddenly turned his head. "Give me little sister, I'm not a genius in this area!"
"You also want to see if she wants it?" Fu steward looked at Shi Moqing like a helper, and it was timely, he really refused.
"Third brother, hold it. I'm not Fu's family and won't accept Fu's owner!" Shi Moqing put down the lunch box in his hand and sat down.
"No? What do you mean?" Fu Jiahui stared blankly at a few people. Is there something he didn't know?
"I'll talk about this later, and let the lawyer give you a notary!" Fu steward was relieved, so he said no more.
The lawyer nodded slightly and began to prepare the things in hand ...
Half an hour later, the lawyer left the ward with the bag of documents.
"Jia Hui, although the heir to the will is you, but forgive us for the time being, we ca n’t make it public. Your grandfather said he was afraid of being attacked!" Fu steward apologized.
"It's okay! Never publish it!" Fu Jiahui waved his hand unconsciously.
Fu Zhongru, who couldn't move on the bed, turned black. If he couldn't move, he would want to get up and pat him!
"What does Grandpa mean?" Shi Moqing asked hesitantly, she guessed a little.
The steward Fu sighed softly. If this girl is the Fu family, how clever, she is probably so smart that she guessed the old man ’s behavior, glanced at the old man, and saw him nodded. The steward Fu gently said,
If the old man walks Then, I will declare bankruptcy and then announce my will, otherwise the external debt of the Fu family will not be sustainable for Jiahui! "
Shi Moqing gave a glance at Fu Zhongru and the housekeeper, thinking of what he meant to make her the owner before. He really used everything. Even his will would have to be an army. If he took over the owner himself, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Right? Announcing bankruptcy, I am afraid that Father Fu will not do it!
"Cough!" The housekeeper Fu coughed awkwardly. "Miss Mo Qing, the reason we did this is because you have this ability to rejuvenate the family!"
Even if she ca n’t, there are still home and road families who will be behind her, but Jiahui will be different. If it is not bankrupt, he will not be able to support the Fu family at all, so they can only fall back next ...
"Hehe ..." Shi Mo sneered, they didn't do it, but she suspected they weren't Fu's family anymore!
"Mo Qing, or I will give you the owner after the house goes bankrupt?" Fu Jiahui asked softly.
"Pig!" Shi Moqing gave him a sideways glance, and his gaze fell on Fu Zhongru on the bed. He was in a very good spirit. The words of several people he listened to were bright and vivid, just like back to light ...
Shi Moqing moved his heart and turned to Fu Jiahui. "Brother 3, aren't you good at sculpting? Should you give your grandfather an eagle and spread his wings?"
"No jade ..." Fu Jiahui doubted her, but nodded.
Seeing Fu Zhongru's dim eyes brighten, the steward Fu quickly said, "I'll get it! I have it at home!"
He also noticed the strangeness of the old man, his heart trembled a little, and he was afraid that he would return to the light, and he was afraid that he would wait late, and the old man left ...
When the housekeeper Fu returned, Shi Moqing was chatting. The old man was lying on the bed, listening quietly with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was peace in the ward.
"Uncle Fu! So fast?" Shi Moqing quickly turned his head.
"Is this okay?" Four or five fist-sized gray stones were filled in the plastic bag in Mr. Fu's house.
Fu Jiahui nodded, and picked out the satisfactory jade from the inside. He bent down and found a sharp carving knife from the upper. The jade turned around in his hand, and he lowered his head to start carving.
"That's right! Carry a carving knife with you!" Shi Moqing admired.
"This is the eating guy, just like your silver needle, never leave your body!" Fu Jiahui sculpted without lifting his head. His hand speed was very fast, and his fingers moved, only to see dust splashing ...
Mr. Fu's housekeeper opened his mouth in surprise and glanced at the grandfather. He was shocked as well, apparently having too many surprises to his grandson.
Shi Moqing raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows, quietly got up and went out, holding the computer in her hand, and taking advantage of the gap carved by Fu Jiahui, she looked at the information ...
One morning in the quiet time, the eagle in Fu Jiahui's hands has become childish. The lunch at noon was sent by Chunguang Town to Shimo Qing. Rarely, it was Fu Jiahui who fed the old man. Bowl of rice with a smile on his face.
In the afternoon, the housekeeper Fu found a place to go to sleep. Fu Jiahui was still struggling with the eagle. Shi Moqing was lying on the table and continued to look at the information.
Looking at the child's serious appearance, for the first time, Fu Zhongru felt that he had missed a lot of things from his grandson. In the past two days, he had lived a long time, and for the first time, he was a little bit reluctant. Full of knees?
As the evening approached, Fu Jiahui lifted his sore neck and quickly wiped off the jade with a wet paper towel. A crooked eagle appeared in the palm, and a turquoise light glowed under the setting sun ...
When Fu steward came in, he just saw this scene, and he couldn't help but praise, "It's beautiful! It's amazing! Older man, do you mean?"
Mr. Fu turned his head to see the smile on the corner of the bed, and the old man with his eyes closed slightly shuddered and suddenly panicked, "Mo Qing, look at your grandpa, I'll go to the doctor!"
Before Mo Qing reacted, the steward Fu had rushed out of the ward.
"What happened to Grandpa?" Fu Jiahui raised his head in surprise, and the eagle in his hand almost fell down. She was quickly caught by Shi Moqing's eyes. She straightened up, looked at Grandpa, and sighed softly. "Grandpa is gone ... "
He watched as his grandson carved an eagle and quietly left ...
Fu Jiahui froze slightly, inexplicably feeling that his nose was slightly sour.
"Don't worry!" Dr. Cheng's voice came from the door. He seemed to be comforting Fu's housekeeper. He strode in after a moment, opened his eyes with both hands, listened to his heartbeat, and sighed. " The temperature is still hot, you just left, and you mourn! I'll arrange it. Don't be too sad, the old man walked comfortably ... "
"Thank Doctor Dr.!" Shi Moqing hurriedly sent Dr. Dr. out.
"Grandpa just left like this?" Fu Jiahui was a little stunned, even unbelievable, before he carved the eagle!
"Three brother! Give this to Grandpa ..." Shi Moqing walked to Fu Jiahui, put the jade in Fu Jiahui's hand, and said gently.
Fu Jiahui returned to God, took the jade, and walked gently ...
The steward of Fu steward's eyes appeared, and he glanced over. "Look at Grandpa and stay with him for the last time. I'll go out and call Grandpa and Grandpa to tell them!"
Shi Moqing sighed, but she never thought that he would leave today, heh ...