Chapter Eleven: The Rabbit's Death and the Fox's Sorrow
When Tong Jiangxin drove home from Lu's, it was already evening. She had been out for a day. When she got home, she saw Han Xue sitting on the sofa in the hall with Tong Jianghao in his arms.
Seeing her come in, Han Xue stood up subconsciously, and Tong Jianghao also stared at her with a pair of big black eyes.
Tong Jiangxin's heart ached, but a smile appeared on her face, and she asked aloud, "It's so late, have you eaten?"
Han Xue said aloud, "Uncle Cheng has cooked the food and is preparing it in the dining room. If you don't come back, how will we be able to eat it?"
Tong Jiangxin forced a smile, put the two white bags in her hands on the table, and replied loudly, "Oh, that's just in time. I just passed by Kowloon Tong and bought Puji's roast goose. Isn't Jiang Hao's favorite food?
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Tong Jianghao smiled when he heard this. He was a child after all.
Tong Jiangxin said, "Jiang Hao, take those things to the kitchen. Aunt Xue and I will be there in a moment."
Tong Jianghao nodded, carrying the bag and walking to the dining room.
Tong Jiangxin and Han Xue were the only two people left in the hall. Seeing Han Xue's hesitant expression, Tong Jiangxin said, "Aunt Xue, you don't have to worry. The bank will not take the house back. We can live in peace."
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Han Xue's eyes lit up and she immediately said in surprise, "Really?!"
But seeing Tong Jiangxin's pale face, she immediately realized something was wrong, and said in a deep voice, "The Lu family has done so much to the Tong family, how could they let us go so easily? Did you... promise them something?"
Tong Jiangxin smiled and replied, "Yes, I promised Lu's that I will work in Lu's from now on!"
There was obvious surprise on Han Xue's face, and Tong Jiangxin continued, "I know what everyone will think, working in a company that killed my father's enemy? Ha... I can't care about so much now."
Han Xue stepped forward and reached out to hold Tong Jiangxin's hand. Her hand was cold, and so was Tong Jiangxin's. They couldn't give each other warmth, and some were just cold.
Perhaps feeling guilty, Han Xue whispered, "Jiang Xin, Aunt Xue hasn't done anything to you in so many years. I thank you for Jiang Hao's sake..."
Tong Jiangxin looked at Han Xue's somewhat red eyes, and she replied loudly, "Aunt Xue, whether you believe it or not, I regard you as my family. Even without Jiang Hao, I will not abandon you!"
Han Xue's tears fell and she whispered, "Good boy..."
In the evening, the three members of the Tong family sat down to eat with Uncle Cheng. Uncle Cheng refused at first. He was the old butler of the Tong family, and the hierarchy of master and servant was very important.
Tong Jiangxin said out loud, "Uncle Cheng, you have been in our family for so many years and you have long been a member of our Tong family. This time there are changes in the family. The servants are all leaving, and you are the only one who is still willing."
"Stay with us. If you don't dislike our Tong family for causing trouble to you, we will be a family from now on. Isn't it normal for a family to eat together?"
Uncle Cheng's eyes were red, he nodded, and finally sat down a little uneasily.
The cooks at home have all left, and Uncle Cheng has cooked the meal, which consists of four dishes and one soup. Compared with the usual sumptuous meals, it does seem a bit shabby.
Tong Jiang was pleased to see that few people took the initiative to use their chopsticks. She reached out and picked up a piece of roast goose leg, put it in Tong Jianghao's bowl, and said, "Jiang Hao, eat quickly, it's still hot."
Then she gave Han Xue and Uncle Cheng a piece. Everyone couldn't bear Tong Jiangxin's painstaking efforts, so they all ate it anyway.
After eating, Uncle Cheng stayed in the kitchen to clean up. Tong Jiangxin sent Jiang Hao upstairs, where she and Han Xue sat on the sofa in the hall.
Han Xue held an exquisite retro tea cup in her hand. Steam was rising from the cup, and her nose was filled with the smell of British black tea.
When Tong Jiangxin saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if nothing had changed.
After a while, she said, "Aunt Xue, dad is still in the morgue of the hospital. I think the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow."
Han Xue's fingers trembled and she looked at Tong Jiangxin. She said, "The day after tomorrow, I will inform the people around me tomorrow."
This was the first time Tong Jiangxin mentioned this matter in front of her family after Tong Haizheng's death. Tong Jiangxin saw Han Xue sitting across from him quietly drinking black tea. She didn't know if it was because of the mist, but Han Xue's eyes were wet.
Wet, but she didn't say another word.
Two days later, Tong Hai was cremated and buried. Many people came that day, including some business tycoons.
Zhang Qizheng appeared in front of Tong Jiangxin wearing a black suit. Looking at the black gauze on her arm, he sighed and said, "Jiang Xin, my condolences, my brother passed away early, and I still need you to take care of me at home."
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Tong Jiangxin nodded and replied, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang, I know."
Zhang Qizheng glanced at Han Xue and Tong Jianghao not far away, and then returned his gaze to Tong Jiangxin. He asked aloud, "Jiang Xin, where do you and your family live now?"
Tong Jiangxin replied truthfully, "I still live in a villa in the middle of the mountain."
There was a flash of surprise in Zhang Qizheng's eyes, but he was smart enough not to say anything further and just said, "Oh, that's good."
In the middle of the funeral, many unknown people suddenly came outside. They came with hundreds of wreaths in a huge formation.
Everyone was looking eagerly to see which business person came to see Tong Haizheng, his former friend.
Tong Jiangxin welcomed him out in person out of etiquette, but when she saw the inscriptions on the wreaths stacked in the corridor at the door, her face instantly turned pale.
There were whispers from everyone behind them. It seemed that everyone had seen that the giver of these wreaths was the president of the Lu Group, Lu Chengxi.
As we all know, Tong Haizheng jumped from the top floor of the Tong Group because he was forced by Lu Chengxi. Now that Tong Haizheng is dead, Lu Chengxi has sent a hundred wreaths, which really makes people suspicious.
Seeing this, Han Xue said to the people around her with a cold face, "Who asked you to bring these things in? Take them all out for me!"
Those people remained motionless. The one at the head looked at Tong Jiangxin and said, "Miss Tong, this is Mr. Lu's thoughts. He said that he was busy with business today and could not attend Mr. Tong's funeral in person. I would like to send you some thoughts and express my feelings!"
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Tong Jiangxin's face was expressionless, while Han Xue beside her opened her eyes wide and was about to have a seizure.
Tong Jiangxin stretched out her hand to stop Han Xue, and then said, "Mr. Lu is interested. Go back and tell him that my father has knowledge, so he must be grateful!"
Han Xue was so angry that her teeth itched, but when she saw Tong Jiangxin smiling, she felt even more chilled.
Turning around and going back to the house, everyone saw that Tong Jiangxin's face looked the same and they all kept silent.