At this time, Li Qiang took out the IOU of Old Man Wang and handed it to Qin Ze and said, "Director Qin, this is clearly written in black and white. Old Man Wang borrowed me 100,000 two months ago. Because you are so kind and a pure man, you can forget the interest, just pay it back 100,000!"

"Okay, refreshing, is it a WeChat transfer or cash?"

Qin Ze asked with a faint smile.

"WeChat transfer!"

"OK!"

Qin Ze said, then took out his cell phone and immediately transferred 100,000 yuan to Li Qiang.

"Thank you, buddy!"

Li Qiang was very happy to receive the transfer. Although there was no interest, the result was the best for him. He waved his hand and hurriedly left with a group of subordinates.

"Young man, it turns out that you are the director of the hospital. Thank you, thank you."

The old man Wang hurriedly stepped forward and was grateful to Qin Ze.

"Uncle Wang, you're welcome, no thanks."

Qin Ze smiled slightly and said modestly.

"Director Qin, what's the point of saying this? You are really our benefactor!"

As he said that, Old Man Wang burst into tears.

"Uncle Wang, you don't have to take it seriously. It's a simple task!"

Qin Ze comforted.

"Director Qin, please rest assured. I will find a way to repay you as soon as possible!"

"Uncle Wang, you don't have to worry about paying me back this money. Just when you have money, you can pay it back!"

Qin Ze took a tissue, wiped the tears from Old Man Wang's face, and said, "They are leaving. You can clean up and continue doing business quickly. If you have anything that cannot be solved in the future, you can come to me at any time."

"Yeah, yeah, thank you, thank you."

Old Man Wang choked and said.

"Uncle Wang, I'm gone!"

Qin Ze smiled and held Old Man Wang's hand affectionately and said, "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. After all, we are neighbors. I won't say anything else. It's time for me to go to work. Let's talk about it when we have time!"

"well!"

Old Man Wang didn't know what to say, but he had tears in his eyes and nodded like pounding garlic.

After explaining a few more words to Mr. Wang, Qin Ze left and walked towards the hospital.

... Today is the day to worship parents. After get off work in the evening, Qin Ze bought some worship items and rushed to the cemetery.

The sky was gray, and the dark clouds seemed to be about to be pressed down, giving people a feeling of terror and depression.

The north wind was whistling, and the wind blew the face and felt a pain, and the eyes couldn't even open.

It was drizzling in the sky, and Qin Ze's mood was as bad as this weather.

Suburban cemetery.

Although it was night, people who came to worship the old people still came and went.

The drizzle sometimes slides straight down, and sometimes it drizzles with the wind.

Like smoke! Like fog! Like silk! Like thread! The breeze blows and drizzles, and the splashing rain foam falls on the green pine willow buds, shaking regular notes.

It was like the sky helped people play the song of the deceased.

Qin Ze was dressed in black all over, standing in front of his parents' tombstone on the mountain, holding a pot of turbid wine in his hand.

The sword eyebrows were frowning, his face was as cold as frost, and he looked majestic and domineering, but his firm face was full of sadness at this moment.

"Bang!"

Open the lid of the pot.

The spout is slanted.

"Wow..." The snow-white bubbles spilled all over the ground with his longing for "parents".

In an instant, white flowers gathered together.

Only true relatives will always think about themselves.

My son is traveling thousands of miles away and my mother is worried, and I am thinking of traveling far away in the middle of the night.

Who can relieve homesickness and ask about the warmth of the cold? This heart is always hard to stop if it is not exhausted.

I don’t know how my parents are doing there, whether they are warm in clothes, full in food, and comfortable in living! As I thought about it, two lines of clear tears flowed out of my eyes and fell along my angular face.

Then, Qin Ze's sharp cheeks were filled with a strong murderous aura, and the dark eyes under his thick eyebrows became sharp and ferocious, but soon disappeared.

After taking a few sips, he placed the tribute in front of the grave.

My mother's favorite bananas, apples, kiwis, and Yushentang pastries during her lifetime.

My father's favorite red wine, white wine, cigarettes, and then lit three more incense sticks.

Then, he took out a thick stack of paper money from the bag, muttering and burning, his mind full of the past.

How great it would be if my parents were not dead! If my parents were not dead, I would not be lonely! If my parents were not dead, the family of three would definitely live a carefree and enviable life at this moment! Alas, it’s too late to say anything now! In the end, the world is still separated by yin and yang, and all the beauty can only be left in the dream.

As I recalled, Qin Ze's chest seemed to be stabbed by a dagger, and it was stabbed and stirred, making him feel so painful.

"Beauty, it's so late, why are you here alone?

Are you afraid?

Do you want your brother to accompany you?"

In front of the tombstone next to it, a young girl was kneeling. The woman frowned and looked serious, and looked very sad.

The woman's face darkened, she raised her head slightly, looked at the man beside her, her face suddenly became gloomy and her face was full of impatientness.

The man around him was tall and tall, tall and burly, with rosacea and looked extremely disgusting. He also followed six younger brothers, each with a wretched face.

"I'm in a bad mood now and I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense to you. Come away!"

The woman said coldly.

Dasheng Ge is a famous gangster in the suburbs. After living for thirty years, he has never been afraid of anyone. He has always been the only one who bullies others, and no one has ever dared to speak to him like this.

Today is his father's day of worship. He took a few younger brothers to the cemetery to worship at night.

After the worship, he was about to leave, but he found that there was a beautiful woman here who was worshiping, and he was alone. Looking at such a beautiful beauty, his eyes lit up.

How could he let go of such a top-notch beauty easily?

"Beauty, I didn't say anything, why do you speak so badly?

My Great Sage is not scared. If you are tactful, you'd better give me honesty and have something to eat and drink with you in the future!"

The Great Saint Brother laughed and stared at the woman's undulating chest with a pair of eyes narrowed.

After looking at the fruit worshipped in front of the tombstone, the woman wanted to pick it up and smash it directly into the head of the Great Saint Brother.

At this moment, she glanced at Qin Ze, who was also coming to worship, and had a sudden inspiration, took a deep breath and said, "Rogue, I told you that I am a famous flower owner. If you don't leave now, wait for my boyfriend to come later, and you will be beaten and you will have to take care of it!"

"Haha, little beauty, who are you lying to?

If you really want to have a boyfriend, let him come out quickly. I want to see what kind of ability he has!"
Chapter completed!