Rebirth: My dad is too obedient

Chapter 95: Indifference
Li Rui started the car, Xu Chen and his father sat in the back seat, and they drove south.

Xu Chen held the phone and wanted to send a message to Xie Bingran, but he didn't know what to say.

Perhaps it was because he was too concerned, the usually calm Xu Chen showed a little panic.

Xie Bingran's biological father never came home, and Xie Bingran had only seen him a few times since he was born.

Later he committed a crime and was imprisoned for a few years. I heard that he was released this year. Since then, there has been no news from him and no one knows where he is.

Xie Bingran's mother remarried when she was seven or eight years old, and never cared about her own daughter again.

Over the years, Xie Bingran has been dependent on her elderly grandmother.

It is conceivable how painful it would be for Xie Bingran to have her grandmother's death...

Xu Zhiquan turned his head and glanced at his son, and found that he obviously cared about this "classmate".

"Are you a high school classmate?" Xu Zhiquan asked.

Xu Chen paused:
"Dad, do you still remember my desk mate in junior high school?
The girl named Xie Bingran."

Xu Zhiquan thought for a moment:

"I remember you mentioned it to me several times when you came home, saying that her family was in very poor conditions and couldn't even afford to eat...

I also asked you to bring her food."

Xu Chen:

"She went to the same high school as me, and she is also very familiar with Li Rui."

Xu Zhiquan: “I see.

It's really pitiful for a girl to be alone and helpless at such a young age..."

Xu Zhiquan thought about the name "Xie Bingran" in his mind, but suddenly remembered the trademarks that Xu Chen had asked him to register before...

"Burning Ice", "Ice Power"...

Xu Zhiquan had vaguely guessed that this girl named Xie Bingran seemed to be very important to Xu Chen and also to his family's business.

……

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To the southeast of Tiancheng, there is a winding river.

The village on the river, called "Nanhe Village", is where Xie Bingran was born.

The car drove along the country road, passed through farmland, and finally arrived near the winding river.

The car windows were open, and the fresh air from the river blew past the front door along with the breeze...

There is a bus stop at the entrance of the village, and the roads further inside are all dirt roads.

The black Accord bumped along the way and slowly drove inside.

Under a big banyan tree, there were a dozen elderly people sitting and chatting about family matters.

Li Rui stopped the car and got out quickly.

"Excuse me, how do I get to Xie's house?"

"Which Xie family? There are two or three families with the surname Xie."

Li Rui: "Their elder just passed away, so they should be holding a funeral."

"Oh... that's the house of the prisoners! Go along this road, turn left at the third alley, and it's the most dilapidated house..."

"There's no one left in his family, how can we hold a proper funeral? There's only a little girl left..."

"Why are you going to that house? There was a prisoner in his family and someone just died. You should avoid being involved in bad luck."

……

Li Rui looked very unhappy, but he suppressed his inner anger and turned back to the car.

Xu Chen and his son also heard the words outside, and their expressions were a little ugly.

It seems that in this cold village, Xie Bingran and her grandmother are often subjected to cold stares and gossip.

People in the suburban villages are not all so-called simple and kind, some are cold-hearted, selfish and cunning...

The car drove along the main road of the village, but was unable to turn into the slightly narrow alley.

Li Rui found an open space to park the car, and the three of them got out of the car.

After walking three or four hundred meters along the alley, you will see the dilapidated old blue brick house.

It is indeed as the old man at the entrance of the village said, this house is not difficult to find. It forms a sharp contrast with the new houses of its neighbors that are covered with brand new tiles.

Not far away, a dozen villagers gathered at the doors of several neighbors’ homes.

They were far away, but they were pointing and chatting here, not shying away from gossiping and letting others hear them. "Who is this? Does this family have any relatives?"

"I don't have any relatives. If there were any, they would have already gone into hiding...

Who would want to be associated with someone who has a labor camp prisoner in their family?"

"He came here in a car, I think he might be here to collect debts or seek revenge!

I heard that his son, a prisoner in a labor camp, has many enemies!"

"Keep your voice down, these three don't look like good people!"...

The whispers drifted into the ears of Xu Chen and the other two, and their faces all looked a little ugly...

The narrow wooden door was open. There was a table inside, and a fat middle-aged woman was sitting there.

She saw three people coming in, and stood up with a puzzled look:
"Is he a relative of our family?"

A tall young man walked out quickly from inside. It was Fang Tao with a crew cut.

"Brother Chen, Brother Rui!"

Li Rui: "Where's Brother Bing?"

Fang Tao: "Brother Bing is guarding the funeral hall."

Fang Tao looked at the fat woman and introduced her:
"This is Aunt Feng, the village women's director, here to help."

Aunt Feng had already sat back down and said:

“There is only one little girl left in this family, and no one is there to handle the funeral affairs.

The village committee arranged for me to come here to keep an eye on things."

Seeing that she was a little impatient, Xu Chen and others didn't say anything more.

Xu Zhiquan looked around, frowned and said:

"Director Feng, you haven't arranged for the funeral yet, right?"

"Oh...there's no one left at their house. Their son hasn't been home for several years, and their daughter-in-law remarried a long time ago.

There is only one granddaughter left, and she is still a high school student...

I guess there won’t be any relatives coming to pay their respects, so the funeral will be simple…”

Xu Zhiquan just nodded and didn't say anything else.

The courtyard was shabby and empty, but it was kept clean.

The door of the main room was wide open, and inside was a shabby large square table, which was arranged as a simple mourning hall.

Xu Chen walked inside and saw Xie Bingran again.

She knelt in front of the mourning hall, wearing white linen mourning clothes, with her back bent.

Xu Chen walked to Xie Bingran's side without saying a word and squatted down.

Xie Bingran shook his body and raised his head slightly.

Her messy short hair fell down, covering her face and her scarlet and moist eyes.

"It's okay, I'll help you..."

Li Rui had also followed in and called out softly, "Brother Bing."

Xu Zhiquan walked slowly into the house, looked around the simple and dilapidated house, his expression gloomy.

Xu Chen was still squatting on the ground and whispered:
"This is my dad. He came here to help."

Xu Zhiquan bent down and patted Xie Bingran on the shoulder with his big hand:

"Don't be afraid, kid. Uncle will help you!"

Xie Bingran shook her body, raised her hand to tidy up the messy wet hair on her forehead, and whispered in a hoarse voice:
"Thank you, Uncle Xu..."

Xu Chen supported Xie Bingran's arm and said softly:
"fine……"

Fang Tao walked to the mourning hall, picked up the incense on the table, lit it, and passed it to Xu Zhiquan, Xu Chen, and Li Rui.

After the memorial ceremony, Xu Zhiquan looked around and said:

"Fang Tao, you are from this village, right? Come with me and buy some things!"

Fang Tao nodded and responded in a muffled voice.

Li Rui said:

"Boss Xu, some brothers are on their way here. If you need help, they will be here soon."

(End of this chapter)