Catherine looked at him like this and really didn't know what words of comfort she could say.
After a long while, she actually said expressionlessly: "Sister, I won't want you to wallow in sadness. If you and Aunt Li stay like this and get sick, I won't have time to take care of you."
When Li Zhili heard this, his crying stopped instantly, and then he looked at her.
Catherine's words were cruel and cold.
It took Li Zhili a while before the expression on his face changed: "I, I,"
"So much paper money has been burned, and my sister may not have used it all underground. It would be better for you to burn less to avoid unnecessary fires."
Now Li Zhili only has one daughter, Catherine, and he will rely on her in the future. Now what she says, Li Zhili does not dare to resist, and can only respond: "Okay, okay, your Aunt Li and I will pay attention to it."
Mrs. Li doesn't understand anything now, and she doesn't even know many people. She will only follow Li Zhili and nod quickly.
After Catherine glanced at them, she turned and left in front of them.
When she returned to the hall, the servants from the Li family had prepared meals, and Huo Shaoting was already sitting at the dining table.
Catherine looked over. Of course, she knew very well that she seemed to have gone out a little late today and it was time to have lunch.
She walked over.
Huo Shaoting asked her: "Is the fire over there extinguished?"
He had told her before that her father was worshiping behind, as if to remind her not to start a fire.
Catherine said, "I've told them."
After she finished speaking, she sat down in front of him, and then picked up the chopsticks on the table.
At this time, the old and sick couple came to the hall. Catherine did not look at them. She just sat there and started to eat.
Huo Shaoting's eyes fell on them, and he said with great respect: "Let's eat together."
Li Zhili nodded and pulled his wife, Mrs. Li, over.
In the past four years, every time on the anniversary of Li Nai's death, Huo Shaoting would come to the Li family to have dinner with them, no matter how busy he was.
After Li Zhili and Mrs. Li sat down, no one at the table said anything. Catherine was minding her own business.
Huo Shaoting is not a talkative person either.
There were only four people, but there were dishes and chopsticks for five people on the table.
Qiqi knew who owned the empty seat where no one was sitting.
After Li Zhili sat down, he put some food into the bowls and chopsticks placed in front of the empty seat.
After clamping it, another layer of tears appeared in his eyes.
Mrs. Li was also staring at the empty seat in a daze, her eyes stiff and straight.
Catherine watched this scene, she reached out and picked up some soft things from the plate, and put them in her father Li Zhili's bowl: "You can eat."
She had some pity for him after all.
Li Zhili nodded quickly, holding back tears in his eyes, lowering his head to eat the food Qi Qi gave him.
During this meal, no one at the table could finish the conversation.
After the meal, probably in a sad atmosphere, everyone took an afternoon break.
Huo Shaoting went to Li Nai's room, Catherine went to her own room, and Li Zhili and Mrs. Li naturally went back to their own bedrooms.
After Catherine returned to her previous room, she looked at everything in the room, but she didn't feel any desire to touch it.
Because she doesn't miss it at all, doesn't miss everything here, and doesn't miss the past.
So she didn't plan to sit down anywhere in the room. She just stood there with her exquisite clothes on and waited for the day to pass.
She closed her eyes, trying to make time pass faster.
When she waited, waited, and waited, she opened her eyes again and looked at the time on the wall. Only more than ten minutes had passed.
She looked at it for a while and felt a little tired, so she could only close it again.
Finally, half an hour passed, and Catherine did not stay in this room any longer. She went downstairs, planning to sit in the hall downstairs for a while, and then leave when the time was up to three o'clock.
But when she just came downstairs, there was a sound from a room downstairs: "Boom!" It seemed like something fell to the ground.
Catherine looked towards the place where the sound came from and found that it was Li Zhili's room.
She smelled the scent of incense again.
She was afraid that they would burn things in the room again. If a fire really broke out, it would be no joke, and everyone would be burned to death inside.
Catherine walked over. When she reached the door, the door was closed. The door was unlocked, but she could not see what was going on inside.
Catherine stretched out her hand and gently pushed the door inward a small gap.
She looked inside and found that there was no Li Zhili in the room, but Mrs. Li. She was holding some paper money and throwing it around the room, going crazy and making weird laughter.
She looked up to the sky and smiled and said, "It's so pitiful, so pitiful."
Catherine initially thought that Mrs. Li was going crazy because of Li Nai. She took a look and planned to take her hand away from the door and prepare to leave.
But who knows, the next second, Mrs. Li said: "You are so damned, Luo Zhilian! You are so damned! How about that medicine, it is powerful enough, hahahahahahahahahaha."
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha."
When Catherine heard the words Luo Zhilian, her hand suddenly shook, and then her face flickered.
"Luo Zhilian, it's great that you're dead, it's great that you're dead."
Inside, Mrs. Li raised her head and laughed, throwing paper money while people were still spinning there.
The whole person was very excited.
Catherine watched this scene, her eyes getting darker and darker, her lips tightened, and veins bulged on her forehead.
Just when she was staring at everything inside without moving, a voice suddenly came from behind her: "Qiqi."
The sound made her tremble slightly, and then she turned around.
Li Zhili stood in front of her with a very nervous expression: "What are you looking at?"
Mrs. Li's voice kept coming inside, and Li Zhili subconsciously glanced into the room, his expression becoming even more nervous.
Catherine stared into his eyes, suspicion growing in her eyes.
Under her gaze, Li Zhili's face turned a little pale, but soon he rushed to the door, held it tightly, and said to Catherine: "Your Aunt Li is unconscious, don't pay attention to it, please reply quickly." Room, lest your Aunt Li loses her mind and hurts you."
