In the next few days, everything will be peaceful.

Everyone lived a very peaceful life, and the Song family did not do anything during this period.

After receiving a new job, Qin Liang has also become busy these days, leaving almost in the morning and not coming back until midnight.

Once Chen Bahuang is bored these days, he will go to Mr. Nangong Jin to talk to him.

But everyone knows that all this is just the peace before the storm.

The Song family cannot let them go.

Even if we take a step back, the Song family plans to let them go.

In order to fulfill Mr. Nangong Jin's last wish, Chen Bahuang also had something to look for the Song family.

In other words, the conflict between Chen Bahuang and the Song family is almost irreconcilable.

But Chen Bahuang is still very happy to see this kind of calm at this stage.

Because he knew that Mr. Nangong Jin's health was getting worse day by day, and it was already too late.

For Chen Bahuang, once the war with the Song family starts at this time, it may not be possible for Mr. Nangong Jin to leave this world peacefully.

That evening, Chen Bahuang left here after having supper with Mr. Nangong Jin and returned to Qin Liang's home.

After he left, Mr. Nangong Jin lay on the bed exhausted, while Nangong Piaoxu was cleaning the dishes alone in the kitchen.

Mr. Nangong Jin, who has been exhausted and has not had much time, has been resting for the past two days, but his face is still pale and depressed.

Everyone, including Nangong Piaoxu, knows that Mr. Nangong Jin may not have a few days left.

But everyone didn't mention this matter in a tacit understanding.

At dusk.

The setting sun shone on Nangong Jin along the window.

Nangong Jin lay quietly on the bed, his face very calm.

He looked at the surrounding environment and finally turned his attention to the book on the head of his bed.

This book was just approved by him, and it is the last book he wants to review.

Nangong Jin suddenly sighed softly, looked at the book that had been reviewed by the bedside, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have nothing to do.

After thinking of this, Nangong Jin felt particularly relaxed.

Before he knew it, Nangong Jin's mouth raised slightly, showing a very elegant smile.

At this moment, everything Nangong Jin did from the beginning to now seemed to appear in his mind at the same time and was screened in front of his eyes.

At the beginning, the boy was full of energy, and gradually calmed down in middle age, and then in old age, he finally realized the burden on himself and what kind of person he should be to do.

Then it is now. Although he has not finished some things, he has already arranged everything afterwards.

The young man named Chen will help him do what he hasn't done.

Now he has finished his last class and has finished his last book.

If there is anything else that makes him nostalgic, it may be the only granddaughter who is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

However, although Nangong Piaoxu made him nostalgic, he also made him feel at ease.

Thinking of this, Nangong Jin suddenly showed a proud look.

"A real man dies without regrets. I am just a scholar, not a husband or a gentleman, but he has done something for scholars in this world."

"Even so, I can be considered dead in this life..."

Nangong Jin's voice became weaker and weaker, and in the end, he could not hear any sound.

Nangong Piaoxu, who was washing dishes while leaving, was suddenly stunned for some reason. The bowl in his hand slid to the ground and fell to pieces.

I originally wanted to close my eyes. After hearing the sudden sound, Nangong Jin turned around and looked at the kitchen with the last strength.

He raised his hands with difficulty, folded his trembling hands together, praying devoutly.

"Because my little floating floes are like floating floes in the wind, when the wind comes, when the wind comes, when the wind comes, when the wind comes, when the wind comes, when the wind comes, you can cross mountains, cross thousands of seas, and do whatever you want for the rest of your life..."

On this day, Nangong Jin died.

When he died, he had a smile on his face and gentle eyes. Wherever he saw was the place where Nangong Piaoxu was.

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On the road, inside the car.

Chen Bahuang had a gloomy face and stepped on the accelerator hard.

Finally, the car was parked outside Qin Liang's company.

Not long after, Qin Liang rushed over in gorgeous clothes for shooting advertisements and precious jewelry used for shooting advertisements.

After getting on the bus, the two of them said nothing, and Chen Bahuang then turned around and ran away.

After about half an hour, the two of them arrived at the villa where Nangong Jin temporarily lived.

Qin Liang was panting, but ran to Nangong Piaoxu's side.

The atmosphere in the villa seemed a little depressed. Nangong Piaoxu stood there in tears and stood in a daze while Qin Liang hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly.

And Chen Bahuang frowned and pushed open the door of Nangong Jin's room.

The old man was lying quietly on the bed, his face as he had been as gentle as Chen Bahuang had first met, and was as gentle as jade.

Although I died, there was a little calmness, a little relaxation, and a little doting in my deep eyes.

Chen Bahuang came to Nangong Jin's side and looked along Nangong Jin's gaze. What caught his eye was Nangong Piaoxu's seemingly lonely and lonely figure.

At this moment, Chen Bahuang finally realized that the old man beside him died with his eyes closed, not because he was unwilling to give up, not because he was reluctant, not because he was nostalgic for the world, or because he was afraid of death.

He just wanted to look at his granddaughter with his eyes open, even if he just took a look more.

Because the old man knew that if he didn't see this, he would never see it again...

The atmosphere suddenly became very heavy.

From beginning to end, Chen Bahuang, who was frowning, had no idea what to say for a moment.

After a long time, Chen Bahuang waved to Nangong Piaoxu.

"Do you know?"

"What do Mr. Nangong wants to do most before he dies?"

Nangong Piaoxu came to Chen Bahuang and shook her head. She was already filled with sadness. At this time, her brain was in chaos and could not understand anything.

Chen Bahuang looked at Nangong Piaoxu, then looked at Nangong Jin on the bed, and then said, "Come here, stand beside the old man. I know you are very sad, but at this time, you should show a smile."

"Because what the old man wants to do the most is just to look at you more."

After hearing this, Nangong Piaoxu couldn't cry, but she bit her lip tightly, allowing tears to burst out from her eyes, and still stubbornly raised the corner of her mouth.

After seeing this scene, Chen Bahuang felt mixed feelings. He sighed deeply, then reached out to help Nangong Jin close his eyes.

"Set up your mind for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the living and the people, inherit your unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages. This is the most important sentence I heard in Mr. Nangong."

"This is also the goal Mr. Nangong pursues in his life..."

After saying this, Chen Bahuang suddenly fell into silence.

After a long time, he looked at Nangong Piaoxu and asked, "Do you have any ideas about where Mr. Nangong Jin is sleeping?"

After hearing this question, Nangong Piaoxu was stunned, thought for a while, and replied: "Grandpa once said that land nourishes people for a lifetime, and people nourish their land for a lifetime, so it doesn't matter where he buried it after his death."

"Since that's the case, I might have a good place." Chen Bahuang's eyes gradually became firmer. The place he mentioned would cause him a lot of trouble, but it was the most suitable place for Nangong Jin to sleep forever.

Because there, although Nangong Jin died, his ambition was forever.
Chapter completed!