Published at 12th of April 2023 07:01:01 AM

Chapter 431 431 Know the fate, the Yang family arrives (one or two more)

Ms. Yang said that she was going, Yang Lai also subconsciously looked at her.

Butler Yang has sent someone to buy a plane ticket. Seeing Yang Lai is also interested in going, he quickly stopped, "Master, your legs are sick, don't run around in winter, this Yang family also needs you to sit down, I just go with Madam."

"Well," Madam Yang also looked at Yang Lai, thinking slightly, "Doctor Qin said, it's better to stay here with your legs. I will stare at T City. If something really happens, you will come again. "

After finishing talking, Mrs. Yang didn't care about Yang Lai, went upstairs to pack her luggage, and called Yang Hua again, but there was no call.

The opponent should still be on the plane.

Butler Yang followed Mrs. Yang: "Miss Baozhu, she has no luggage."

He is old and has a bad memory. He only remembers that Yang Hua brought a plastic bag from a supermarket, because this kind of thing rarely appeared in the Yang family, but Manager Yang remembered it clearly.

When Meng Fu returned to the capital for the first time, Yang Hua went to see Meng Fu, and when she came back she carried this plastic bag in her hand.

Mrs. Yang nodded: "I see."

**

T City, Jiangjia.

As soon as Yang Hua and Meng Xun came back, they went straight to Jiang's house.

Jiang's family has arranged the mourning hall.

The sky is very dark, and the clouds are overcast, as if it is going to be suppressed.

When Yang Hua arrived, Jiang Xinchen was standing outside wearing mourning clothes.

His expression was very calm, not as sluggish as Yang Hua imagined. When he saw Yang Hua, he bent over and said, "Aunt Yang."

"Well," Yang Hua stretched out her hand and patted Jiang Xinchen on the shoulder, "What about your father and them?"

"In the back room." Jiang Xinchen handed the incense in his hand to Yang Hua.

Yang Hua reached out and took the incense, and went straight in.

Meng Xun followed Yang Hua, and took the other incense that Jiang Xinchen handed over. She glanced at Jiang Xinchen and went in without saying anything.

Inside the room.

There are not many people staying in the mourning hall.

Meng Fu knelt in front of her, with her eyebrows low, making her expression difficult to see.

Su Di made some sundries in the mourning hall.

"She has been on her knees," Jiang Quan smiled bitterly when she saw Yang Hua, "She wouldn't listen when she said it, please persuade her."

"Let me take a look at the old man first." Yang Hua nodded and walked directly in front of the coffin.

Seeing Yang Hua like this, Jiang Quan couldn't help walking over.

The old man's coffin had not been closed yet, his face was still kind, and he didn't seem to feel pain when he left.

Yang Hua took a deep breath.

She did not cry.

When Meng De died, her tears were already dry.

She just stretched out her hand and untied the plastic bag in her hand. There were three yellow talisman in the bag. Yang Hua looked down at the talisman and the old man, reaching out and putting the talisman in the old man's shroud.

Meng Fu, who has not moved, finally raised her head. She looked at Yang Hua with no expression on her face. She only asked calmly, "Who gave it to you?"

The voice is hoarse.

Yang Hua stuffed the last talisman in.

Hearing Meng Fu's words, he paused, and continued to stuff Mr. Jiang's clothes.

"Have you seen him?" Meng Fu looked at Yang Hua's face, paused, and whispered, "Grandpa... also saw him?"

Yang Hua sorted out Father Jiang's clothes.

She was not surprised that Meng Fu could guess. She only walked up to Meng Fu and knelt down with Meng Fu: "Last time, when the old man went to the capital, we met the Daoist Chief, what the Daoist Chief said to the old man alone, I am not sure."

Yang Hua said here, she looked at Meng Fu, "Save the old man, what did you use?"

Meng Fu no longer answered.

"Why do you want to mix perfume?" Yang Hua pressed her lips.

Meng Fu continued to kneel, motionless.

Yang Hua handed a letter in her arms to Meng Fu: "This is the letter that the old man left for you when he left the capital."

The voices of the two people were so small that Jiang Quan could not hear them, but Su Di's five senses were keen and could hear them.

Behind him, Su Di didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly looked at Meng Fu.

His complexion changed drastically, and his hands holding the teapot couldn't help shaking.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Quan looked at him.

Su Di shook his head, he put down the teapot, walked outside the mourning hall, outside the mourning hall, the cold wind hit, Su Di felt his heart chill.

Very early, Su Di suspected that Meng Fu was the descendant of the blues.

A few years ago, no one of the hundreds of blues people survived. How did Meng Fu survive?

These Su Di didn't know, but Su Di knew that the blues people could change their lives, and they were coveted by the big forces, which led to the destruction of the whole clan. Su Di couldn't help but remember. Last year he asked Meng Fu why he didn't make more spices.

Meng Fu smiled and replied: He will die.

will die?

At that time, Su Di thought Meng Fu was joking.

After all, Meng Fu has always been the king of mouthpieces, and she is so light-hearted even when she says "dead".

Su Di's mind turned quickly. Outside the operating room last year, everyone thought that the old man would die, and that he could come alive, which is almost inconsistent with science. However, the old man lived.

According to what Meng Fu said, she should die. Why did Grandpa Jiang suddenly die?

Old man Jiang went to the capital last time, what happened?

and also

Sudi looked at his hand. He remembered that his inner strength had completely disappeared. No one in the medical world had a solution, and it was Meng Fu who saved him.

Then she...

Snowflakes fall on top of the head.

Su Di raised his head and looked at Su Cheng who walked in from the outside holding a black umbrella. He was very tall, with a black umbrella, and a deep black coat. Qingjun was indifferent and cold.

Su Di raised his head, his voice is rarely hoarse, "Master, I..."

Su Cheng seemed to know what he was thinking. He stopped next to Su Di and said faintly, Don't worry, you haven't had that much influence.

Su Di: ""

Also, if he really had such a big influence, it is estimated that Miss Meng hadn't saved him, so the young master broke his neck.

**

Zhao Fan is also helping with some trivial matters.

Seeing Su Cheng coming in, she twisted her eyebrows directly, "Brother Cheng, Brother Fu's injury..."

Zhao Fan didn't tell Jiang Quan about Meng Fu's **** pain when something happened to the Jiang family. Although Meng Fu was young, Zhao Fan was frightened by the **** blood. It was obvious that he had to walk hard yesterday. Today, he knelt in front of the old man's coffin. All night.

Su Cheng handed the umbrella to the servant by the door, looking in the direction of Meng Fu, "I know it in my heart."

Zhao Fan didn't say any more.

In the back room, Yang Hua paid respect to his father, and helped Jiang Quan deal with the funeral.

The Jiang family has a big business, and Jiang Quan is still reporting funerals one after another. Not only that, but he also has to stabilize the Jiang family, who is about to collapse after the death of the old man.

Yang Hua helped him to deal with these matters without worry.

"The young master can be alone, and the master must be very pleased to see it." The driver followed Jiang Quan, looked at Jiang Xinchen at the gate, and wiped his tears.

Jiangquan did not speak, but only greeted Su Cheng who came in, "Mr. Su."

Su Cheng nodded toward him, "Uncle Jiang, I'm sorry."

In the mourning hall of the old man Jiang, Su Cheng directly took the three-pillar incense, knelt to the left of Meng Fu, and worshipped seriously three times.

Next to , Meng Fu lowered his head, looking at the letter in his hand, both hands were shaking

Afu, grandpa can live for another year, he is already very satisfied, you have to live well.

Grandpa's Ah Fu is alive and living well.

"Obviously..." Meng Fu murmured, "Obviously, the relationship has ended..."

Obviously she is not from Jiang's family.

Why is it still too late.

"Meng Fu," beside him, Su Cheng turned to Meng Fu, his eyes deep, "You are not a god, you can't save everyone."

**

Not far away, Zhao Fan asked Yang Hua, who had just finished chatting with Meng Fu: "Are you all right?"

Yang Hua looked at Meng Fu's direction and sighed, The old man left a letter for her, she will want to open it.

"Leave a letter?" Zhao Fan was taken aback.

Master Jiang, is this expecting that he will die?

Zhao Fan didn't want to understand.

The phone in Yang Hua's pocket rang. It was Mrs. Yang, and she pressed the answer button.

On the mobile phone, Mrs. Yang's voice was very calm, Baozhu, I'm in T City, and you sent me the address. Why didn't you tell me about such a big event when you left? I can also help you. Your brother will come too, his legs, I'm afraid he will come, but you still have to take care of him, let him stay in the capital..."

Listening to Mrs. Yang's words, Yang Hua froze for a moment, and a warm current slowly poured out from the bottom of her heart.

She raised Meng Fu and Meng Xun by herself. Like Meng Fu, she was used to fighting everything by herself. This was the first time someone asked her "Why didn't you look for me?"

is not not looking for it, she just has no one to look for.

Yang Hua took a deep breath. She reported the address to Mrs. Yang: "I will come out to pick you up."

**

Outside.

Jiang Xinran and Mrs. Tong dressed in plain clothes and came to express their condolences.

Jiang Xinran looked at Jiang Xinchen standing at the gate. He was not depressed or lost. He was receiving every guest. Unlike Jiang Xinran's imagination, Jiang Xinchen in her impression should be at a loss at this time.

She thought about comforting Jiang Xinchen all night. Looking at Jiang Xinchen like this at this time, Jiang Xinran didn't know where to start with the comfort.

Seeing Jiang Xinran and Mrs. Tong, Jiang Xinchen bowed to the two, as polite as he treated other people, "Mrs. Tong."

"Xinchen, the sorrows will change smoothly." Madam Tong took the incense, and she looked at Jiang Xinchen, also surprised.

She didn't pay much attention to Jiang Xinchen. He was not even as good as Jiang Xinran back then. In this circle, he was far inferior to Tong Eryu, making a fuss. Even with the strict teachings of Mr. Jiang, he would not be so effective.

But with this change, he seemed to have changed himself overnight.

Jiang family, except for Mr. Jiang, Jiang Quan and Jiang Xinchen are all the same, the old man is dead.

Jiang's family is about to change.

Jiang Xinran followed Mrs. Tong in. She looked at Jiang Xinchen, and she couldn't accept Jiang Xinchen's indifferent gaze. "Brother, you are sorry for the grandfather's affairs. Mommy is still in the capital and can be back in the afternoon..."

Jiang Xinchen turned to Jiang Xinran, his voice as cold as ice and snow, "I see."

Come back in the afternoon.

Unfortunately Jiang Xinran didn't know that Yang Hua was also in the capital, and returned to T City in the morning.

Jiang Xinchen gave Jiang Xinran a blank expression, then took his gaze back and received the next guest.

Last time I gave Jiang Xinchen a gift, Jiang Xinchen had a good attitude towards him. Why is this attitude today?

Jiang Xinran was shocked, and she and Mrs. Tong went in to pay homage to Mr. Jiang.

I didn't see Jiang Quan in the mourning hall, but saw Meng Fu kneeling in the mourning hall.

For a while, Jiang Xinran couldn't hold back her fingertips and pinched her palms. She didn't understand what qualifications did Meng Fu have to wear this filial dress, and what qualifications did Meng Fu have to kneel here instead of Jiang's descendants?

Jiang Xinran looked down and followed Madam Tong to incense.

It's almost eleven o'clock by now.

No one in the Jiang family cares about Jiang Xinran and Mrs. Tong, and the two don't want to stay longer, so they leave directly after the worship.

As soon as I left the door of the mourning hall, I saw a middle-aged woman wearing plain clothes walking inside. Next to her, there was another woman wearing a **** padded jacket. The woman was wearing a mask, which made people unable to see clearly. face.

Jiang Xinran recognized that the person in front was Yang Hua.

In fact, Yang Hua's facial features are very good, but the clothes are very plain, and she doesn't have the temperament of a celebrity.

Jiang Xinran saw Yang Hua, his eyes seemed to be scalded by something, so he looked away.

She shifted her footsteps, not wanting the other person to see herself.

Mrs. Tong didn't notice this. She watched Jiang Xinchen chatting with a middle-aged woman, and couldn't help being surprised, "Who is that? Is it also the Jiang family? I haven't seen her."

Jiang Xinran just wanted to leave here, she lowered her head, not wanting Yang Hua to see herself.

Yang Hua didn't see her either, only talking to Jiang Xinchen outside the mourning hall.

Jiang Xinran followed Madam Tong without raising his head.

Only when I was leaving, I heard Yang Hua talking softly to Jiang Xinchen, "Xinchen, this is my sister-in-law, just follow Afu and call her aunt."

Aunt?

Those relatives in Wanmin Village?

Those vampires?

Jiang Xinran's head was lowered, and she didn't even look at Yang Hua and the so-called aunt. She just wanted to leave here immediately, for fear that Yang Hua and the aunt would recognize her, and she didn't want Madam Tong to know that she did. A group of relatives.

**

See you tonight~

(End of this chapter)