My golden finger is not right

two,

When Mr. Ito visited, he brought many documents that were said to have been signed by Kotoha Madano.

The documents involved the succession of the estate and my custody issues.

Mr. Ito is the director of the law firm under the Yanye family, and is responsible for dealing with internal affairs of the family.Moreover, "my" grandfather seems to have entrusted him with full authority to deal with matters after his death.

Given that I am a little devil, he also let me know my current situation very seriously and in as simple a language as possible.

As the only heir of the Yanye family, and a minor without any relatives, half of my custody rights are placed in Ito's hands. He will take care of the company's finances for me and arrange everything I need before I become an adult. Material needs, and then when it's my time, I can happily take over the huge property left by the family.

These processes seem very simple, but the operability is too strong.

I have to say that Mr. Ito is a very powerful lawyer. At least he can use simple language to coax me, a pseudo-child who is more than five years old, to be dizzy and believe in the bright future he described. I almost forgot that I was left alone in the sweltering The fact that there is only one Miss Huizi around in the old house at least proves his eloquence.

And you can see it in his eyes.

His ambition is not small.

The age of more than 30 years old is the golden age for men to show their ambitions. If there is a huge amount of money that can be driven by them, most men will be tempted.

I have to say that the current rhythm looks very much like an old man who has been shrewd all his life, but in the end, he chose the wrong person on his deathbed, forcing his young heir to grow up in the midst of conspiracy and tricks, constantly fighting wits and courage with the bad guys, and finally A bloody plot of a wealthy family who seized their property.

At least that's how it feels to me.

This fatal intuition has never failed since I woke up.

Because the documents signed by minors have no legal effect, so now Mr. Ito is here with the documents basically just for show.Of course, it's not for me to see, but for another guardian appointed by Yanha Madara - Ms. Keiko.

She obviously didn't know much about it, but she didn't care at all, and she smiled and watched Mr. Ito from the beginning to the end.

Although her smile gave me chills down my back.

She patiently accepted all Mr. Ito's rhetoric, and even handed him a glass of water when he was thirsty.

Then when the other party started to drink water, he inserted a very subtle sentence: "I really believe in Mr. Ito's words. Mr. Ito will definitely not let Master Yanye get hurt."

"Because I know that every descendant of the Yanye family is blessed by the gods..."

"If the patron of the gods is injured, the gods will be angry..."

Mr. Ito finished drinking the water with a bad face, and did not have some indecent actions that I secretly expected, which made me a little regretful.

But he quickly showed an expression of remembering something, and when he looked at me again, his eyes changed.

At least now, I can hardly detect his deep longing from his eyes.

It doesn't seem like a good thing that the enemy is more cautious, right?

But Miss Keiko still had a smile on her face, and any reaction from the other party seemed to have nothing to do with her.It wasn't until later that I discovered that her eyes were fixed only when she was staring at me, and she couldn't float at other times. What's more, she also had a pair of eyes that would narrow into slits when she smiled.

I guess when she smiles at others, ghosts don't know what she's thinking.

Mr. Ito finally left a credit card with 200 million yen as living expenses for this month, and said that he would double it after I went to elementary school.

But I don't think it's necessary, after all, the standard of living in the countryside is not enough for me and Ms. Keiko to lose money.

That's right, the countryside.

I can't leave this place until I go to college.

This is the last request of "my" grandpa.

The sky began to darken rapidly, and there was a faint roar in the clouds, indicating that a heavy rain was coming.

Miss Huizi put away her clothes in the courtyard before the rain fell.I also wanted to help, but I was rejected on the grounds that I was not in good health. This made me very helpless when I was already able to run around.

The rack for drying clothes was right next to the locust tree.

But the strange thing is that the pagoda tree, which I was afraid to avoid, didn't make any sound today, and it was a little strangely quiet.

Gradually, the roar became louder and louder. In the end, Miss Keiko had no time to run back to the house and was drenched by the rain.

But she didn't care. Instead, she was worried about whether I was frightened by the thunder.

Miss Keiko really cares about "me"...

While thinking this way, there was a sudden cracking sound in my ears.

The strange locust tree was struck by lightning.

Although it didn't catch fire, several branches fell off, and the leaves were scorched black, not the same as the original branches and leaves Fusu.

"Once you get older, you will be eliminated..."

I turned my head when I heard the words, and found that Miss Huizi was looking at the locust tree with damaged branches and leaves with a gloomy expression.

"Whether it's a person, or something else..."

"If you refuse to leave for a long time and violate what you should follow, you will only be forced to be expelled by the rules of this world..."

Although I had no idea what she was talking about, I didn't interrupt her sudden depression, but took her hand silently, and she quickly withdrew what seemed to me complicated and sensitive thoughts, and pulled me away. down the corridor.

During dinner, she was worried that I would catch a cold and poured a bowl of thick ginger soup.

When I woke up the next day, the locust tree in the yard had long since disappeared. I asked Ms. Huizi and found out that the locust tree fell to the ground in the wind and rain last night. She woke up early and asked workers to move it. gone.

After that, I never saw the pagoda tree that made me tremble with fear. On the contrary, Miss Huizi buried many flower seeds in the place where the pagoda tree originally grew in the courtyard, and told me solemnly that all trees have spirits. The seeds will surely produce very beautiful flowers.

But I guess the spirit in that locust tree must be a bad spirit, with a scary bgm or something, very evil looking...

Later, as I said, none of the buried flower seeds germinated. Even if Miss Huizi replanted some later, there were still no weeds in that area.It wasn't until many years later, when my friends and I were renovating the courtyard, that we realized that the locust tree, which had long since rotted away, had left a root system that spread throughout the courtyard. The roots were intertwined, and some even extended to the bottom of the study.

Occasionally think about it, if there was no lightning that chopped down the pagoda tree, where would it have enough nutrients to fill its stomach... Maybe the music I heard in the room that day was the pagoda tree looking for food. Let's eat, if I don't run out in time, what will happen next is unknown...

But that has nothing to do with me anymore, because the biggest problem right now is - after two months of rest, I will soon enter kindergarten again.