As soon as Ling still heard this, she immediately knew that Su should have a certain degree of assurance, but... When she was young, she was cut off her hamstring, which made her very surprised.

Is it cut off unintentionally, or is it cut off artificially? And if it is man-made, then who would do such a cruel thing to a woman?

After consulting Mr. Su about the operation in detail, Mr. Kang and his wife planned to go back and discuss it before making a decision.

Ling still went back to the house with the elder and arranged lunch in the house.

Mr. Kang went into the house and looked around. After a good visit, he couldn't help admiring it.

On the other hand, Mrs. Kang was silent all the time. Although she was also visiting together, she didn't make much noise.

Just when passing by Yi Jinli and Ling's master bedroom, Kang's mother suddenly said, "can I... Enter this room to have a look?"

"Yes." Ling still said, while opening the door, "here is my bedroom and ah Jin."

Mrs. Kang went into the room, looked around the room, and then went to the door which connected with the next room. She raised her hand and opened the door gently.

Suddenly, another room appeared.

"Next to it is my former room." Ling still said, "but that room is not very useful now. It's just for some clothes and personal belongings."

"It's a very good design." Mrs. Kang seems to have some feelings.

After lunch, Ling still accompanied master and his mother around the main house of Yi house. When she passed the Lingtang, her face suddenly changed.

"This is the memorial hall, where a Jin's father died when he was very young. So at that time, a Jin's grandfather set up such a memorial hall for a Jin's father's memorial tablet. I think it's not only to hope that the dead can rest in peace, but also to give the living a place to remember. Sometimes when a Jin thinks about his father, he will come here to worship 。”

Kang's mother's body is slightly trembling. Only when she holds her hand, can Kang's lawyer standing beside her feel his wife's trembling.

Mr. Kang could not help holding his wife's hand more tightly and said, "I think I've been tired for most of the day. Why don't I go back to the hotel and have a rest first."

Kang's eyes were still staring at Lingtang. Her lips trembled and said, "still, can you take us in... Have a look? Today, since I came to Yi house, I think your master and I should also give Zhu Xiang to Jinli's father. "

Ling still hesitated for a moment, "but..."

"still, I think you are living so well now, so I also want to pay homage to Jinli's father. After all, you know, your master and I have no children. I treat you as a child these years, and it's right to pay homage to your father-in-law!" Kangshi's mother way.

"All right." Ling still Road, with two people, into the ancestral hall, ancestral hall outside, hanging on the wall is a picture of Yi Jin from his father's life.

Eyes like water, gentle and elegant, elegant figure, who would have thought that, in the end, it was the miserable end of freezing to death on the side of the road.

As soon as Mr. Kang and Mrs. Kang entered the ancestral hall, they looked at the big black-and-white photo.

After a long time, Mr. Kang murmured, "it's a pity to die young."

Kang's mother's eyes, passing a touch of pain, finally light drooping eyes, follow Ling still into the inner hall.