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When Zhang's eldest brother arrived, he pulled Yang Guangzong aside and asked, "Did he say anything before he passed away?"

Yang Guangzong looked dejected, as if he were truly heartbroken over the death of his father.

“He wasn’t in good spirits a few days ago, but he suddenly became energetic the day before yesterday. He called Chenchen and me over and talked to me for a long time. At the time, I thought he was just getting better and in good spirits, but now that I think about it, it feels like he was giving his final instructions. Oh, and he also took out all his savings and gave them to me.”

Brother Zhang and Sister Zhang exchanged a glance.

Zhang Sanjie sighed, "Alas! People can sense when they are about to die. Perhaps my brother knew he was about to pass away, and that last bit of lucidity was what we call a final burst of energy before death."

It's already quite remarkable that he's managed to survive for two years with this illness, and they understand.

"By the way, did he tell you anything?"

Yang Guangzong dared not hold back and told him everything, then took out the box as well.

“He said he was leaving, and he was leaving all these things to me, including this house.”

They had no objections to Yang Guangzong's earlier remarks. But what did his later statement mean?

The house? Doesn't the house belong to the eldest brother?

Is it that my brother is confused and has misremembered, or is Xiao Yang just talking nonsense?

"What did he say about the house?"

"They said it was reserved for our family, but we had nowhere else to go, so we had no choice but to stay here."

The brother and sister: "..."

It doesn't feel right.

"Oh, right, let me see what he left behind."

There's a savings account with over ten thousand yuan, and some useless tickets; there's nothing I can't let them see.

Yang Guangzong believed that these wealthy people wouldn't care about such a small amount of money, and besides, he wasn't afraid. He had Old Zhang's will in his hand, and there were people from the neighborhood committee as witnesses.

After looking at it, the two of them indeed showed little interest in the money in the savings account.

But that will...

There was no issue of ownership of the house at all; it was simply stated that they could live there until the house collapsed.

Why would a perfectly good house collapse?

But Zhang Sanjie knew that this area would be demolished sooner or later, she just didn't know when.

Does this mean they can live there until the area is demolished?

This makes sense.

Then why did Xiao Yang say that the house should be left to them?

The brother and sister looked at each other.

There's one more thing.

She doesn't seem to have seen Fang Qing from yesterday to today.

Zhang Sanjie immediately asked, "By the way, where is Fang Qing?"

Yang Guangzong dared not say that Fang Qing had been detained, and only said, "She went back to her hometown. I heard that her parents are not in good health, so she went back to visit them. She will be back in a few days."

"What a coincidence?"

"Yes, I thought that Dad could hold on for a few more months, but I didn't expect him to pass away so suddenly."

The two of them didn't think much of it and believed Yang Guangzong's words.

They also comforted him, telling him not to be too sad and to take good care of the child. As for the funeral arrangements, they would take care of them.

The brother and sister then went outside to discuss it.

"Brother, about the house, do you think I forgot or what happened?"

Old Zhang frowned and sighed.

How can I put this?

Now that he's dead, will he still have to fight with his adopted brother for the house?

"Brother, what do we do now?"

To be honest, he didn't even want this dilapidated house. What difference would it make if he gave it to them?

But ownership and gifting are two different things; it belongs to whoever owns it, and the principle needs to be clarified.

"Let's get my brother out of here first."

The housing issue definitely needs to be clarified, but there's no rush in the next few days.

The last day of Lao Zhang's funeral happened to be the day Fang Qing was released from detention.

Looking at all the people in the courtyard, Yang Guangzong thought he should secretly go and pick up Fang Qing when he had some free time.

Life in the detention center was tough. Fang Qing spent the New Year there and looked extremely haggard.

After they came out, Yang Guangzong pulled her aside and said, "Old Zhang is dead."

He wanted to keep all the money for himself and had no intention of picking up Fang Qing.

But there is no way.

Even if he doesn't come to pick her up, Fang Qing will go back on her own.

With so many people watching, what would happen if they found out Fang Qing was in detention?

He also had to get Fang Qing to cooperate with his acting.

Upon hearing this news, Fang Qing's previously lifeless eyes lit up.

"What? Old Zhang is dead?"

"Yes."

When did he die?

"It's been a few days, the funeral is almost over, today is the last day."

"What? Then...then his money..."

"Money, money, money, all you care about is money." Yang Guangzong said irritably, "You've caused this mess. If they find out you're in detention, what do you expect them to think?"

Fang Qing said aggrievedly, "I never expected that bastard Lu Jiangting would be so heartless and actually send me to the detention center."

"Alright, alright, I'm too lazy to pry into your past romantic escapades. Let me tell you, I told them you went back to your parents' house because they're old and in poor health, and that you haven't been back for several years. When they ask later, remember not to let it slip."

Fang Qing nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, I understand."

"Let's go, go back."

Fang Qing: "Old Zhang's money..."

Yang Guangzong: "..."

He regrets it now.

If I had known Old Zhang would die so unfortunately, I shouldn't have spoken up for Fang Qing ten days ago.

Ten days is too short; fifteen days would be more appropriate.

Fifteen days later, he had finished everything.

"Old Zhang gave me the money and told me what to do; his older brother and sister know all about it. Don't worry, there's an agreement signed by the neighborhood committee; you won't lose out."

Fang Qing was relieved and went back with him.

With Yang Guangzong rehearsing the lines beforehand, Fang Qing's performance was considered successful.

Upon returning, she immediately went to the memorial tablet and cried her heart out, explaining that she hadn't been back to her parents' home for several years. Her parents were getting old and in poor health, so she wanted to take advantage of the Lunar New Year to go back.

Unexpectedly, Old Zhang passed away just a few days ago.

The others did not question it and expressed their understanding.

"Fang Qing, you've taken very good care of my younger brother these past two years. He's praised you more than once for your delicious cooking and your ability to keep the house tidy."

This is Fang Qing's strength; everyone has their own strengths.

“I haven’t been back to see my parents for several years, so it’s only right that I go back. Fortunately, I made it in time for their last day, and my brother’s spirit in heaven will be comforted.”

Fang Qing nodded, wiping away her tears.

The funeral was over, and Old Zhang's death certificate was issued.

Yang Guangzong and Fang Qing couldn't wait to inherit Lao Zhang's property.

Without Zhang Laoda even bringing it up, he produced a will agreement with the street office as a witness.

"Uncle, Aunt, this was arranged by my father before he passed away."

The two took it and looked at it.

It is a will.

There's nothing wrong with him leaving his things with Yang Guangzong and Fang Qing.

"Okay, later you can take this and your brother's death certificate, and then you can withdraw the money from it."

"Yes, that's what my dad told me too, but he said we have to talk to you about the house, Uncle."

Boss Zhang: "..."

"What does he mean?"

Yang Guangzong explained, "I was quite puzzled at first as well, why he asked me to tell you. But when I was sorting through his belongings, I didn't see any property deeds or land deeds, so I guess... are these things with you, Uncle?"