Chapter 822: 979 Little Wildcat finished

Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation

"host, do you wish to leave this world? "

Xia Ling: "No. "

At that time, Xia Ling was already over 70 years old.

When she was with Nie Chen, she was still an energetic old lady and grandfather.

The temperament that had been trained from the Sanda team had allowed Nie Chen to reach over 70 years old. He was still a handsome old man with a straight back. The wrinkles between his brows made him look imposing without being angry, and he even had the aura of a CEO.

The Nie family's enterprise had completely shaken off the shadow of its original start-up and became one of the largest enterprises in the country.

As time passed, the wave of people who started their businesses in the past passed away one after another. Even Nie Chen and Xia Ling were buried in their throats.

This year, Xia Ling had passed the age of seventy. The sons and daughters of the Nie and Xia Families came to celebrate for her. Xia Ling sat on a high seat as the birthday girl, looking at her children and grandchildren.

She finally did not have to worry. The fate mission could not be completed before she died, so she completely let go of the knot in her heart. If she had nothing to do, she would go to the nearby park to practice martial arts and raise flowers.

Since she had nothing to do, she even organized a training class. She did not charge any money and just dragged a few of her old friends who had grown up together to practice Sanda and teach children. When she was free, she dragged Nie Chen to the courtyard to practice Sanda and let Nie Chen become a teacher as well.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, many years had passed.

In this year, Father Xia, Xia Mei, and mother Nie passed away one after another.

In the entire courtyard, new people and old people took turns. The younger generation could not get used to living in the courtyard, so they moved out to live in villas and foreign houses.

A few gray-haired elders sent off some of their friends. In the end, only Nie Chen and Jiang Hao were still alive. They were so old that it was hard for them to move. A few old men drank a little wine and talked about the things that had happened in the past.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years passed.

Time always passed by quickly. Xia Ling's face was already wrinkled unconsciously. When she walked, she ate and drank. Her eyes were blurry and her ears were ringing.

People were like this when they were old. When they lived to a certain age, death did not make people feel fear. It was the end of the journey. On the contrary, it also made people feel relieved.

In this life, Xia Ling and Nie Chen both lived to be over 90 years old.

Their grandson was already alive and kicking. Being able to act coquettishly in front of them, he also went to school one after another.

Until the number of people who could talk by his side became fewer and fewer, Nie Chen finally reached the day of his death. He seemed to have sensed something and pulled Xia Ling to talk a lot. In the end, he naturally fell asleep at night and never woke up again.

Xia Ling, on the other hand, endured for a few more years. She watched Nie Yiyun retire from the company. Now, he was carrying his grandson and did not turn to her.

Xia Ling knew that she did not have many years to live, but seeing how prosperous the Nie family was, she was also happy.

After watching them for a few years, she let go and followed Nie Chen.

Before she died, she left a will and a letter of home. She reminded the Nie family that no matter how rich they were, they could not forget their roots and pass on their benevolence and righteousness to the next generation.

Then, just like Nie Chen, she died suddenly on the flowery wooden bed at home.

Following Xia Ling's will, after they died, the descendants of the Nie family put their ashes together and placed them in the Nie family's cemetery.

The NIE and Xia Families had been legends in this world for a long time, and they had been prosperous for many years.

Many years later, Xia Ling's letter was written by the descendants of the NIE family into nine years of compulsory education. It became a standard that junior high school students had to follow.

Thus, it was a lifetime.

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