Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Jiang Langlang didn't need anyone to send him away, since all the children at this time were raised in the wild. Normally, Jiang Langlang would play wildly by himself in the community all day long, so he didn't have to worry about anything when he went to his aunt's house.

Jiang Langlang carried his own small bag and stood at the door of his house, waiting to see his parents off before going to his aunt's house.

"Langlang, mommy, give your grandma a call. If you're tired of staying at your aunt's house, go to grandma's house." After Zhao Xinyi packed her things, she looked at her son standing at the door and said with some worry.

"It's okay, Mom, there's no need to call grandma. Grandma is at work at this time. When I want to go to grandma's house, I'll ask my uncle to send me there." Jiang Langlang said in a sweet voice.

"Okay." Zhao Xinyi did not insist. Her son was quite independent.

"Let's go." Jiang Xiaobai took some money, put it in his bag and walked out.

"Son, be good at home. If anything happens, call dad's office and they will contact dad." Jiang Xiaobai warned.

"Goodbye, Mom and Dad." Jiang Langlang stood at the door of his home, waving his little hand towards the Crown Car.

The little person has begun to live on his own. Jiang Xiaobai still remembers that the little thing sent him off last year with a staggering step and told him to come back early.

Now he can run around the yard by himself.

The Crown Car went away. Jiang Langlang put down his hands and looked back at the locked door of his home. He held his schoolbag up with both hands and put it on his back. He was about to walk to his aunt's house with his short legs when he saw Neighbors Bai Wanru and Yang Ruipeng are back.

"Uncle Yang, Aunt Bai." Jiang Langlang greeted obediently.

"Langlang, why are you carrying a schoolbag here? Isn't it heavy? What's in the little schoolbag?" Yang Ruipeng asked with a smile.

The big boss's kid is quite cute as long as you don't let him play with urine and mud.

"I'm going to live with my aunt. My parents are out." Jiang Langlang said.

"You're going out, how about you have a meal with your uncle at noon, and your uncle will take you there after dinner?" Yang Ruipeng asked.

"Well, no, I'm going to my aunt's house. I'll come and play with you another day." Jiang Langlang thought for a while, then skipped towards Jiang Hongmei's house with his schoolbag on his back.

"Haha, I'm here to play with you." Bai Wanru, who was waiting for Jiang Langlang to leave, started laughing.

"Comrade, does Jiang Langlang like you very much? I want to play with you. You two had a good time that day."

"Okay, shut up and go back to cooking." Yang Ruipeng had a black line on his face. Are you bored?

I talk about that thing every day, how long has passed, and I still bring it up.

"Dong dong, dong dong."

"Who is it?" Jiang Hongmei looked through the peephole and saw no one.

"Auntie, it's me." Jiang Langlang shouted loudly.

As soon as Jiang Hongmei opened the door, she realized that the little guy Jiang Langlang was here.

"Come on, come in Langlang, do you miss your aunt? You just came back with your parents and you came to see your aunt?" Jiang Hongmei said, Jiang Langlang responded and walked in with his short legs.

"Why are you still carrying a bag? What good things are in the bag?" Jiang Hongmei asked with a smile as she closed the door.

"The bag is my stuff. My parents went out and didn't take me with them. They asked me to stay at my aunt's house and my grandma's house." Jiang Langlang opened his small bag and showed it to Jiang Hongmei.

It was full of things he used himself, such as toothbrushes, towels, small clothes, etc.

Then they all fell down on the sofa with a crash.

"Didn't your parents just come back? Why did they go out again? Where did they go?" Jiang Hongmei was speechless and asked while packing up the things he had dumped on the sofa.

"I don't know where I'm going, they won't take me." Jiang Langlang said aggrievedly.

"Auntie will prepare delicious food for you later. You go and play first." Jiang Hongmei didn't dare to talk to the little guy any more or make him cry again.

"Diudiu diu." Jiang Langlang held a small pistol and ran into the room with a voice in his mouth to find his brother and sister.

On the other side of the car, Zhao Xinyi was still a little worried, but soon, Jiang Xiaobai's pager received a phone message.

After finding a public phone and calling back, it was Jiang Hongmei who told Jiang Langlang that Jiang Langlang had arrived and would take good care of him, which reassured Jiang Xiaobai and his wife.

After hanging up the phone, the two of them continued on their way. Jiang Xiaobai asked with a smile, "Don't worry."

"I feel relieved, but my son has never left me, and I don't know if he will cry tonight." Zhao Xinyi nodded and relaxed a lot.

"That's because you can't live without your son. Don't worry, he might be very happy now." Jiang Xiaobai said.

The two of them arrived in Datong City. Jiang Xiaobai drove directly there according to the location of the Yin family courtyard in his memory.

There is a mourning hall in the small courtyard, but there are only a few people there.

Most of the Yin family were away, only a few people.

Jiang Xiaobai inquired about it and found out that the old man had received news a few hours ago that he was dead and was now being treated in the hospital.

When we arrived at the hospital, the Yin family members were all there this time, but their expressions were full of sadness. The eyes of Yin Xiaojun and Yin Xiaoyin were red. They and the rest of the Yin family looked like they were not a family.

The two stood alone, somewhat alone.

"Xiaojun, Xiaoyin..."

When the two saw Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi, they immediately rushed towards them.

In fact, maybe among the Yin family, they are the two of them who are the saddest.

Only then did Jiang Xiaobai realize that the old man had left just ten minutes before they arrived.

"Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jiang." Other members of the Yin family also came over to say hello.

They knew that the two children of the Yin family were very lucky to be able to live with Jiang Xiaobai.

"Well, my condolences." Jiang Xiaobai said, taking out two thousand yuan from his bag and handing it over.

"This is my best effort on behalf of the two children, so that the two elderly people can go away with more dignity."

"Thank you, thank you." Uncle Yin Xiaoyin and Auntie did not refuse. They took the money in surprise and thanked them.

Jiang Xiaobai sighed in his heart, waved his hands and said nothing more.

In the next few days, Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi stayed with the Yin Xiaoyin siblings at Yin's house.

Of course, they did not live at Yin's house, but in a hotel outside. Yin Xiaoyin and her brother also moved out from their relatives' homes and stayed in the hotel with them.

Jiang Langlang, who was in Longcheng, stayed at his aunt's house for two days before calling his grandmother Han Lin.

After making the call, within half an hour, Zhao Gang drove his car to the Laojunying Community.

"His aunt, I picked up the child." Zhao Gang carried a small schoolbag for Jiang Langlang and said with a smile. The grandson came to live at home, and the old couple were very happy.

That is, Jiang Langlang just called, otherwise he would have come to pick up his grandson.