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Chapter 2166 Life (End)

The phone number was transferred to Xue Jingyue.

"...We must have taken the wrong key. Arie took your husband's, but she thought it was mine. I don't know who I took my key away." I said helplessly.

"Oh, wait, I'll look for it. He was drunk when he came back last night... I asked you to call the delegate driver last night. He really was..." Xue Jingyue said while searching for something.

I heard the constant noise coming from the other end of the phone and laughed: "He is so happy. He got married, honeymoon... He also talked about children."

"Well. We will go to the hospital for examination next week and we need to prepare for pregnancy..." Xue Jingyue's voice became shy, "Thank you for helping the doctor introduced."

"No. There was a child among my colleagues who had last year. She said that Dr. Cheng was very patient and very careful. Her father was also the chief surgeon of the brain surgery department of Minqing Hospital, and his mother was an expert professor in pediatrics. She has a lot of knowledge."

"Yeah. Yeah." Xue Jingyue responded and chuckled. She suddenly sighed, "My grandma has been dead for several years... It would be great if she could be reincarnated into my stomach." She became sad.

I remembered what the fat man said last night.

Xue Jingyue was raised by her grandmother since she was a child, so she was very close to the old man. The grandparents and grandchildren had a very good relationship. The first time she talked about the situation at home with the fat man, she talked about a lot of things related to her grandmother.

In the words of fat people, Xue Jingyue was similar to the long-winded thin man at that time, but she was ten thousand times more cute than the thin man.

"She likes you so much, she will definitely do it." My tone was firm.

Xue Jingyue burst out laughing, "Thank you. Ah!"

A light sound came from the phone.

"I found it. There is a pendant with a leaf on it. Is it yours?" Xue Jingyue asked.

"right."

"Did you give it to me?" Xue Jingyue teased, "A Guang also said you don't have a girlfriend."

"It was given by the old man. Am I doing demolition? There are two elderly families, and their son opened a company. A small gift for their company's welfare."

"Oh. Do you want me to introduce you to one?" Xue Jingyue said with a sincere tone, "There are singles among my friends who are good-looking and have a good personality."

"No need." I laughed and shook my head, "I'll come to your house to get the keys when I get off work."

"Then you can have supper here today."

"My sister is going to come back."

"Let Xiaoyun come here together."

"No, she's going to go home to memorize her letter this week."

"Oh. OK. Just come here just after get off work."

After talking a few more words, I hung up the phone.

Just so happened that I also walked to the sixth village of Workers and Peasants.

Today, the six villages of Workers and Peasants are particularly lively.

The moving company we contacted with the demolition office was to come and move today.

I walked in and greeted people all the way.

Director Mao from the neighborhood committee came early and was chatting with several residents.

I recognized those two aunts as the ones I had to take care of today.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Cui." I greeted me.

Aunt Cui covered her mouth and smiled like a little girl, "Xiaolin, tell you not to call me like that. Our son should have children, and he will not be much younger than you. You can call us grandma."

"No way? You guys are still young, it's just right to call you aunt. You can even put on makeup and call you sister." I was joking with them.

"You're so sweet-mouthed, why didn't you find a girlfriend?" Aunt Zhang sighed and posed as a matchmaker for me.

"Where is Uncle Ye and Uncle Tang?" I asked hurriedly.

"It's still being cleaned up." Aunt Zhang shook her head and waved her hand, looking disgusted, "It's just his baby record machine that he refuses to throw away. Now he's trying to pack it."

Aunt Cui echoed: "The same is true for our Lao Tang. What's the use of keeping his books? My son bought him a tablet computer, so why can't I read it? He is old-fashioned and can't play with it, and he also says that the book holds in his hands makes it smell."

"Same, exactly the same. The one in our family wants to listen to records and also asks his son to buy records for him. Where does the records come from now?"

A few of them started a big discussion on burying their husbands. I took advantage of the situation and got out of the encirclement.

Several colleagues in my group also arrived at this time.

I said a few words to them and visited the people who moved together today.

The community is gradually becoming lively, and there are always people who are noisy and are particularly devoted. Every item is transported downstairs and put on the truck, and people are shouting to be careful. From time to time, people will remind you not to miss things.

We were a group of people running around the community, staring at the situation of each family.

When everyone and things got on the car, the convoy lined up in a long row and officially set off.

The demolition resettlement house is located in the southern suburbs, a newly built residential area with all supporting facilities in place. Some time ago, some demolition households moved in.

When we arrived at this area, the fleet began to divert. Our group of people had already done their job division long ago, following different cars to different areas of the community.

I followed Aunt Zhang, Aunt Cui and the others. The two families chose the same floor house in the same building, with the door next to the door, which was closer than the house they lived in the sixth village of Gongnong.

The car stopped downstairs of the residential building, and two couples got out of the car, watching the movers bring their furniture upstairs one by one.

The house was decorated and the windows were opened for ventilation for a long time. Some of the originally basic furniture can be filled with two of their own furniture and can be directly occupied.

"My son also said he bought new furniture. The new smell is so good that he doesn't know how long it will take to live."

"These old furniture has been used for so many years, and it's pretty good, what can I change to?"

"Young people just spend money randomly."

"What are you young? You still haven't gotten married at such an old age."

The two mothers began to bury their sons again.

"Auntie, uncle, you have done this, I'll leave first. If you have something to do, just call me." I sent them into the house and prepared to say goodbye.

"Don't leave, it's time to have lunch." Aunt Cui grabbed me directly.

"When I first saw the car come in, there was a restaurant outside." Uncle Tang said.

"It's better. Call your colleagues too. The young men are so good. Our two sons are busy all day long and there are no people."

"Hey, my son is calling." Uncle Ye took out his cell phone and answered the phone, "Hey, hey? Are you back? Get off the plane? What, we moved today and have arrived at our new home. It's really... Xiaolin helped us move. Yes, your Uncle Tang and the others are here too. The address is this... Oh, the building number, the building number is..."

"No. 35, 10th floor, 103 and 104." I looked at Uncle Ye's questionable eyes and interrupted.

"Oh. No. 35——"

"You ask Xiaolin to tell them." Aunt Zhang directed.

"Okay, okay, let Xiaolin tell you." Uncle Ye handed over his phone.

I took the phone, "Hello."

"Mr. Lin, is that? My parents have mentioned you many times. I've been bothering you during this period." A polite male voice came from the phone.

"Nothing, you're welcome." I replied.

"I'd like to ask you to report the room number. I was so busy that I didn't pay attention to this matter." He said a little guiltyly.

"Well. It's nothing. Ah, here is the 10th floor of No. 35, your house is 103."

"Okay. Thank you. Tang Yu and I will come here now. We will walk through the tunnel. We should be there in more than half an hour. Are you free at noon? We want to invite you to a meal, thank you."

"No need. I just do my job. Aunts and uncles are also very good, they are taking care of me." I politely said a few words, but was interrupted by Aunt Zhang and Aunt Cui.

Without saying a word, they took away the phone, one commanded his son and the other pulled me, and they must treat me to a meal.

It wasn't over yet. Before we could go out, we heard someone shouting downstairs.

It was not just Aunt Cui who wanted to have dinner together.

I was pulled away by these aunts and mothers in a daze, and followed a group of people into a small restaurant near the community. I vaguely heard Aunt Zhang shouting behind me: "Don't come to the house. We're going to the hotel now. You can come directly to the hotel at the door. As soon as the car comes in, you can see it. It's a big family, and there is a big carp at the door."

In this restaurant in front of you, the red carp on the large glass windows look extremely cheap, but it gives people a unique sense of reality.

I stared at the carp for a long time and came up with a ridiculous idea: I was probably a carp farmer in my previous life.

There is no such thing as being bitten to death by a carp in my memory. Probably, I only raise fish, not kill fish?

"Kobayashi, what wine are you drinking? White or yellow? Or beer?"

I was woken up by Uncle Tang and said quickly: "It's still work time..."

"Then drink."

"Everyone drinks, all drinks. Don't drink alcohol anymore. Always drinking alcohol is not healthy."

The uncles and aunts who sat on three tables were talking loudly.

My phone rang and I picked it up and saw that it was a message from my sister.

She sent a proud expression.

Without explanation, I know she did a good job in the morning exam.

I laughed.

This is the truth.

The ridiculous thoughts just now were wiped out.

I don't have any memories of my birth.

My previous life must have been the most ordinary person.

I did not harm anyone, nor was I killed, and I spent my life peacefully.

My sister, parents, and friends don't have that kind of memory either.
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