Hearing this, Hu Pingtao asked subconsciously: "Where are your parents?"

Zhao Chunming was in a low mood: "My father was found to have a tumor on his liver. The operation was unsuccessful and he passed away the year before last. My mother and my father had a very good relationship. After my father left, she kept crying... The two of them went one after the other.

They left only half a year apart."

Hu Pingtao asked habitually: "Did you report it to the police station at that time?"

Zhao Chunming understood the meaning of his words and nodded: "Report it. The hospital has done an examination and there is a death certificate. There is also an investigation report at the police station, which shows that they died normally. There are all the relevant procedures and certificates.

Yes, I will show it to you later."

Hu Pingtao nodded and said, "Okay, go on."

Zhao Chunming turned to the two elders sitting on the sofa and spoke with undisguised anger: "To be fair, the death of my parents has something to do with them."

Zhao Chunhong became anxious upon hearing this and quickly tried to dissuade her: "Brother, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Zhao Chunming raised his voice again, like an angry lion: "When they came to the door, I was abroad. When I came back, my parents told me, and there were people upstairs and downstairs.

The neighbors are all my parents’ colleagues and friends. Hundreds of pairs of eyes are watching from top to bottom in the entire institute!”

He then turned to Hu Pingtao and explained: "A few years ago, before my father fell ill and was hospitalized, these two old men came to our door. I don't know where they heard about my sister and that she had grown up.
Chapter completed!