Grand Collection

Chapter 61

Kong Xin fell asleep at home, got up in the evening, went to the stewed building to cook a few side dishes, put them in a lunch box and took them to the hospital, pushed open the door of Aunt Wen's ward, and saw that Luo's mother was sitting by the bed peeling apples, when she saw him He laughed and said, "Hey, you really brought dinner, Zi Geng said you would bring it..."

"I made some porridge and side dishes." Kong Xin put the lunch box on the table and walked to the bed, "Does my aunt feel better?"

Aunt Wen said weakly, "I just feel tired. Alas, I'm really useless. Zhijun hasn't woken up yet, so I fainted first."

"You're too nervous," Kong Xin smiled, "I just asked the doctor, and he said that Zhijun's condition is very optimistic, so don't worry."

Aunt Wen took his hand, "Thank you so much. At the critical moment, it is still up to you and Zigeng to get the experts over in such a short time. You pulled it back."

Thinking of Xiaomeng's dedication behind the scenes, Kong felt sore and forced a smile, "It's a friend of mine who happens to know those experts."

Luo's mother interrupted, "Then we must thank that friend of yours, when will you come out for a light meal?"

"No, he's withdrawn and doesn't like to meet people."

While talking, Luo Zigeng opened the door and came in. Seeing his expressionless expression, he said calmly, "Here you are?"

"Are you all hungry?" Kong Xin smiled and opened the lunch box, "Zigeng, I asked the chef to make your favorite crab roe tofu and stewed whitebait with water shield. Last time at my mother's place, you said it was delicious. So I bought it at the Braised Cuisine Building, hurry up and try it while it's hot, how is it better than my mother's cooking?"

Luo Zigeng propped up the small table on Aunt Wen's hospital bed, helped him sit up, put the porridge on the table, looked at the bowl handed to him, and said sorry, "Sorry, I ate outside just now."

Kong Xin trembled, as if being slapped in the face by someone, he said awkwardly, "...Really?"

Luo's mother was displeased, "Didn't you know in advance that Brother Kong came all the way to deliver the meals, and you still went out to eat, are you trying to scare people?"

"No," Luo Zigeng explained, "Just now my friend brought a secret-colored porcelain lotus bowl and wanted to give it to me, so I ate with him. Brother Kong, I didn't intend to dissuade you."

Kong Xin laughed twice, "Haha, what's the reason, your eyesight is so good now, and there are more people looking for you to appraise, it's a good thing, how about the lotus bowl?"

"A fake look, I don't want it."

"Oh."

After eating, Kong Xin winked at Luo Zigeng, and the two walked out of the ward one after the other, standing in the corridor, Kong Xin was smoking, glanced at the "No Smoking" sign on the wall, and took back the lighter resentfully.

Luo Zigeng looked at him coldly, "What do you want to say?"

His eyes were cold and heartless, and Kong Xin was stung by the sudden pain. He bit his lips, swallowed back the words of weakness, and said calmly, "Xiao Meng wants to see Zhijun at night, so you hold Aunt Wen and your mother in the ward. Xiaomeng buy some time."

Unexpectedly, what he actually said, Luo Zigeng felt a layer of disappointment in his heart, and said lightly, "Yes, do you have anything else to say?"

"……No."

"Very good," Luo Zigeng nodded, and walked sideways into the ward.

Kong Xin looked at his back, his heart was blocked by a gloom, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He took two deep breaths, took out his mobile phone and called Meng Xin, "This side is ready, you can come here anytime."

Hanging up the phone, Kong Xin walked outside Wen Zhijun's ward. Within 2 minutes, a man wearing a hat and mask hurried over.

"Do you have to cover it so tightly?" Kong Xin joked, "Didn't the police uncle arrest you on the way? You look like a perverted murderer on the run."

Meng Xin raised the brim of her hat, revealing eyes as calm as cold pools, "I'm worried about meeting acquaintances."

"Don't worry, with Zi Geng dragging you over there, neither of them will come over." Kong Xin turned around in front of the window, "Xiao Meng, you can see it from here."

"Ah."

Meng Xin stood outside the window, looking at the man on the hospital bed calmly, but Kong Xin felt that his whole body was covered with great sadness, and he was remorseful.

"Kong Xin," Meng Xin suddenly said in a low voice, "You and Zigeng, you are very lucky. The person you like happens to like you too. Seeing how happy you are, I am very envious."

"... Are you lucky?" Kong Xin muttered, thinking of the accident with Luo Zigeng, the cold eyes of the other party, and the ridicule of the other party towards him, he smiled bitterly, "We... are not as happy as we seem."

"Have you had a fight?"

"Well, Zigeng doesn't want me anymore, he thinks I don't love him."

"There is no couple who doesn't fight. Your character is too passive. You always give more than you. When your boyfriend is pitiful, you can hardly feel love. It's all about giving."

Kong Xin was surprised, "Really?"

Meng Xin said lightly, "So the people you have talked with since you were young will leave you in the end. No one just pays and doesn't get anything in return. Love needs to be managed. It's the same as doing business. You can only get in and out, and the other party will definitely get rid of you." Go find someone else."

"Probably," Kong Xin let out a long sigh, "I really want to save him."

Meng Xin patted him on the shoulder, "He loves you so much, it's easy to get him back."

After looking out the window for a while, Meng Xin glanced at his watch, "I should go back."

Kong Xin teased, "It's been too long since you've been out, isn't your guy going crazy? Hey, let me tell you, how are you doing in bed?"

"I never slept with him."

Kong Xin was taken aback, "Damn Liu Xiahui, the CEO version."

"Fuck you," Meng Xin laughed, lowered the brim of her hat, turned around and walked out together with him, and froze for a moment.

Bang——the handbag fell to the ground, and Kong Min stared at Meng Xin in horror, his body trembling.

Kong's confidence sank, "Sister, what you saw was actually..."

"Ah—" With a shrill scream, Kong Min suddenly covered his ears and ran away, "Ghost..."

"Want something bad!" Kong Xin stomped his feet and ran after him, "Sister, don't run around!"

Kong Min lost all his high heels and ran amok in the corridor with bare feet. Several nurses rushed up with security guards and surrounded the people, "Miss Kong, you need to calm down, calm down..."

Kong Xin chased after him, grabbed Kong Min's arm and pulled him into his arms, comforting him in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister, it's okay, I'm here, it's not a ghost, it's not a ghost."

Meng Xin had no way out, so she walked over calmly, took off her hat and mask, "I'm not a ghost, Sister Min, don't be afraid, I'm just not dead."

Kong Min lay in Kong Xin's arms trembling, and looked back at him tremblingly, feeling that this man didn't look like a dead person at all, so he carefully stretched out his hand and stroked his face.

Feeling the heat of the skin with his fingertips, Kong Min felt relieved, only to realize that he was in Kong Xin's arms. He pushed him away with a cold face, and looked at Meng Xin, "You...what happened back then, you faked your death?"

Meng Xin lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Kong Xin went to pick up Kong Min's high heels, knelt down and helped her put them on, "Sister, you must keep this matter a secret, no one can tell, I beg you..."

"Why keep it secret?" Kong Min choked, "Is it an honor to fake death? Why do you let me keep it a secret? Xiaomeng, do you know how painful your fake death was to others? Do you know that Zhijun almost fell ill and died? What are you trying to cheat your death for?" She suddenly turned serious, "Did you covet the firewood kiln of our Kong family?"

"He was seduced by bad guys," Kong Xin said softly, "Sister, you must not say anything..."

Kong Min turned to him abruptly, "What are you afraid of? Xiaomeng is sorry for our Kong family, why are you afraid to speak up? Could it be that...you were the one who cooperated with each other back then? Kong Xin, has your conscience been eaten by dogs? Cooperate with outsiders to plan your own family's money?"

Kong Xin was choked up by her, "Have you read too many novels? Now, which penny of the Kong family's money is not earned by me? Do you think that your salary can support yourself? I let you keep it secret but I don't want you If you disturb Dad, don't you know that he has been so angry with you for the past two days?"

"That sounds good," Kong Min stared at him vigilantly, "No wonder you didn't take pictures of the firewood kiln when you went to Hong Kong a while ago, so it turned out that the two of you coveted the firewood kiln and then sent it to auction."

"What nonsense!" Kong Xin was furious, "What happened back then..."

"Stop arguing," Meng Xin interrupted him, "Kong Xin, stop arguing. I made a huge mistake back then, and I can't always run away. Is Uncle Kong at home? Before I leave, I hope I can confess my mistake to him."

The things that happened in the past few days were too outrageous. Kong Yangshan was distressed and angry when his daughter's engagement banquet happened, and he had a headache just thinking about it.

After dinner, he went back to his room early, leaned on the bed and listened to Kong Xingjing talk about all kinds of interesting things that happened in the United States over the years.

The door suddenly rang twice, and Kong Yi poked his head in sneakily, "Dad, is my uncle asleep?"

"Didn't sleep," Kong Yangshan said with a smile, "Ah Yi, what's the matter?"

"That..." Kong Yi scratched his hair, carefully choosing his words, "Do you still remember my little brother Meng?"

"Xiao Meng?" Kong Yangshan's eyes darkened, "How can I forget? Our third son, what a pity..."

Kong Yi smiled stiffly, "Well...let me tell you...this matter..."

"What's going on?" Second Uncle Kong pulled his face down, "Why are you hesitating? Your father and I never taught you how to speak?"

Kong Yi's expression froze, and he said in a loud voice, "Little Brother Meng cheated his corpse!!!"

"What?" Kong Yangshan gasped suddenly, raised his head, and was about to faint.

The second uncle quickly supported him to smooth his chest, and shouted, "Persevere! Brother, persevere!"

Kong Yi jumped in, "Uncle, are you okay? My sister brought Xiao Meng back."

Kong Yangshan gasped for a long time, finally recovered, and supported Kong Xingjing's arm, "What? Xiaomeng, how could he?"

The second uncle's face turned blue, and he wailed, "Let go, brother, let go, ouch, my arm is going to break..."

Kong Yi looked innocent, "I don't know anything, my sister sneaked to the hospital just now, and then she brought Xiao Meng back with my brother, do you think it's a fake corpse hahaha."

"Stupid!" Second Uncle Kong was so angry that he squinted his eyes and kicked him away, "You idiot! How did I give birth to such an idiot like you!!!"

"Old man, you are stupid, you were born by a man, and I was born by a surrogate mother!"

Uncle Kong's eyes widened.

Kong Yi quickly soothed his chest, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm just kidding, I was born by you, where do you want to be born, and I don't mind if you say I was spit out by you , hehe, old man, don't be so angry..."

"You're an old man, a man with 51 flowers, you know nothing!"

Kong Yangshan put on his clothes and walked into the study room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the person sitting on the sofa staggered, and his voice became hoarse, "Xiao Meng..."

"Uncle Kong," Meng Xin quickly stood up and went to support him, his nose sore, "It's me, I'm back."

After closing the door of the study, Kong Xin talked about what happened back then. Kong Yangshan grabbed the armrest of the chair with both hands, and did not speak for a long time.

There was silence in the study.

After a while, Kong Yangshan shook his head sadly, and said hoarsely, "Xiao Meng, you are stubborn, you have doubts, why don't you ask me?"

"Uncle Kong, I was taken advantage of because I was too paranoid."

"Ah, about those antiques..." Kong Yangshan sighed, "I didn't want to tell you all my life, ah, it is indeed something from your Meng family."

Kong Xin's expression changed, "How is it possible?"

"Xiao Meng, your parents didn't die in an accident while fishing in the sea. They committed suicide."

Meng Xin was shocked, "What?"

Kong Yangshan took off his reading glasses, leaned on the back of the rose chair with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice, "Your uncle, he is ignorant, eats, drinks, whores and gambles, and I heard he also smokes heroin. It’s all gone, your mother has only one brother, so she had to sell a lot of antiques in the family to him to pay off the bills. It was the 90s at the time, and antiques were not as popular as they are now. Sometimes Yongxuan porcelain can be sold for 200 yuan Lost, me, and Zhijun's father, these old friends all extended a helping hand and bought a lot of antiques from your family at a high price. I thought I could help the Meng family survive, but I didn't expect Lao Meng to be killed by your uncle. Encourage, fry Western modernist oil paintings with the Japanese.”

Kong Xin thought for a moment, "After the 90s, Japan's bubble economy burst, and the prices of oil paintings fell on a large scale."

"Yes, the auction price of Renoir's "Moulin Rouge Street Dance" was 7810 million U.S. dollars, but when it changed hands to dispose of it, it fell to 3500 million U.S. dollars, and the Meng family was emptied all of a sudden." Kong Yangshan As if thinking of some unbearable past events, "All the relatives of the Meng family dare not associate with your family, for fear of being stained. In the end, your parents entrusted you to me, hired a boat to go to sea, and then committed suicide by jumping into the sea."

Meng Xin sat blankly on the sofa with a shocked expression on her face.

After Kong Yangshan finished telling this story, he seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't want you to know these things, but I didn't expect that someone with a heart would take advantage of the loopholes. I didn’t make a move, and put them all in the collection room. I originally wanted to return them to you when you got married, but I didn’t expect this to happen..."

"Uncle Kong," Meng Xin called out sadly, tears streaming down his face, he walked up to Kong Yangshan in tears, knelt down on his knees slowly, weeping bitterly, "I'm obsessed...I actually doubt you...I ..."

"Silly boy," Kong Yangshan lovingly stroked his head, and couldn't help crying, "You are like my third child, how could I blame you, just go home, just go home... "