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587 To Help His Sadness

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    "Brother Yushan, how is the Fengshui here? Let's come together then."  Lang Jianbai smiled.

    "Hey, it's good here, but the tomb king is gone. Mo Xiaoyu has too poisonous eyes and too fast hands. Don't keep such a good thing for his godfather or teacher. It's for Mei Wenhua. This guy  " Wen Yushan vented his dissatisfaction with Mo Xiaoyu inside and out.

    "Hey, come on, you still can't tell that although Mei Wenhua is nothing now, maybe it will be his old Mount Tai in the future? This cemetery is worth buying."  Lang Jianbai joked.

    "Hey, by the way, I still want to talk about you when I talk about it. He seldom goes to my place. I can't catch him, so you can't talk about him. There is nothing else to do with so many women.  , what has become of this.¡±  Wen Yushan looked around and whispered.

    "I can't control this matter. You're still his godfather. Why don't you care? Besides, he's still young, so it's okay to be absurd, as long as there are no major incidents. Besides, this kid is a ghost. He's fine and can handle it well."  .  Lang Jianbai resolutely does not take this matter on himself, he knows his own business, he is too lazy to care about Mo Xiaoyu's flirtatiousness, as long as he has the ability to be flirtatious, he can do whatever he likes.

    While he was talking, another car drove up. Lang Jianbai recognized it. It was Du Manxue's car. At first he thought it was Du Manxue herself, but Ji Kexin got off.

    They are now Wen Yushan's partners, so they talk more with Wen Yushan. Of course, Du Manxue is still Lang Jianbai's registered disciple, so Ji Kexin spends most of her time discussing the treasure appraisal column with Wen Yushan.  Man Xue and Lang Jianbai were talking about painting.

    This situation lasted until Mo Xiaoyu drove there. Ji Kexin saw Mo Xiaoyu driving her own car, pulling another woman, and the woman was still holding the urn, and felt awkward, but now is not the time to settle accounts  , When I go back, I will settle the score with her.

    Although the weather today is not bad, but here is the wild, it is also very cold, Mei Yunyun hugged her father's urn, Mo Xiaoyu followed her with some offerings, and walked towards the crowd with her arm in one hand.

    Mei Yunyun's face was miserable. Although everyone didn't speak, they felt uncomfortable. The main reason was that the cause of Mei Wenhua's death was not a normal death, but being killed by someone. However, the murderer has not been found so far.  a pity.

    Perxing'an for Mo Xiaoyu's cemetery had prepared everything a long time ago. Everyone had arrived. Looking at Mo Xiaoyu, Mo Xiaoyu nodded, and the loudspeaker in the cemetery began to play low-pitched mourning music.

    Ji Kexin and Du Manxue took over Mo Xiaoyu, supported Mei Yunyun one by one and began to go up the mountain, and they were about to reach the cemetery. A group of people who were just standing by to watch the excitement, under Perxingan's command, took out the bag from their bags in astonishment.  A white filial cloth was wrapped around his head, and he knelt down on both sides of the tomb.

    Mo Xiaoyu and Mei Yunyun were taken aback for a moment, not knowing what happened, but Perxingan waved his hand to signal to continue, Mo Xiaoyu pushed a few people, and then everything went on as usual.

    Mo Xiaoyu took the opportunity to pull Perxingan past him, and asked, "What's going on?"

    "This is part of the cemetery service, which is not available to ordinary people, but this cemetery is the king of the tomb. This is a gift from us. These people have been in this industry all year round and have experience. They will cry together later, which has helped  It's sad."  Pershingham explained.

    "Damn it, why didn't you tell me first, it's a mess"

    "Mr. Mo, you can talk about it later. I still have a ceremony to preside over. You don't need to thank me. You will know later that the old man will go away in a good manner. It will never make people feel desolate. This is not death.  This is just a temporary departure" Perxingan explained while running up the mountain.

    Although Mo Xiaoyu is worried, but now he can only listen to this guy's mercy. As long as there is no trouble, Mo Xiaoyu thinks there is nothing wrong with it.

    At this moment, Mei Yunyun was kneeling in front of the tomb with the urn in her arms, crying bitterly. Ji Kexin and Du Manxue had never experienced this, neither standing nor kneeling. Ji Kexin turned her head and found Mo Xiaoyu standing behind her.

    As soon as he stretched out his hand and pulled Mo Xiaoyu over, he stretched out his hand to take the confession in Mo Xiaoyu's hand. Mo Xiaoyu didn't know why, so he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

    But Ji Kexin didn't say a word, pulled Mo Xiaoyu to her body, and whispered "kneel down" in his ear.

    Before Mo Xiaoyu could react, Ji Kexin pushed his leg hard with his knee, and knelt down next to Mei Yunyun with a plop, startled Du Manxue who was beside her, and looked at Ji Kexin involuntarily, and found that Ji Kexin was  Try to control your face and try not to smile.

    "Cry" Pan Xing'an gave an order and knelt on both sides of the Shinto.??The dutiful sons began to cry loudly, startling Wen Yushan and Lang Jianbai. They looked at each other, stepped back a few steps, and exited outside the scope of the cemetery.

    The professional is amazing, even the mourning is cadenced, some are crying uncle, some are called uncle, the most annoying thing is that there is a little boy crying grandpa, Mo Xiaoyu, Mo Xiaoyu is so angry, Mei Yunyun  No child yet, where did Mei Wenhua get a nephew?

    "Is this all caused by Mo Xiaoyu?" Wen Yushan asked Lang Jianbai beside him.

    "I don't know about this, it's not like, this kid is quite stable in his work, how could he do such a thing?" Lang Jianbai said.

    What Perxing'an said was right, the effect of helping her mourn was indeed achieved. With the ghosts and wolves howling, Mei Yunyun couldn't help crying from her heart, but this is a mountain, and the mountain wind is also very strong, crying  After a while, I lost my temper.

    Mo Xiaoyu was busy giving rescue, waved his hand to signal Perkins and said, "Okay, it's almost done"

    So when Mei Yunyun woke up, everything was kept simple, and after Mei Wenhua's ashes were placed, Lang Jianbai and Wen Yushan went into the pavilion to worship, Mo Xiaoyu and Mei Yunyun knelt on the ground to return the salute, shit, this is what Mo Xiaoyu did  Like my son-in-law, I couldn't help but glared at Ji Kexin, thinking, I'll settle this account with you tonight.

    As soon as the work was over, Mei Wenhua was finally buried in the ground, so everyone left, except Mei Yunyun knelt in front of the grave and refused to leave.

    Mo Xiaoyu waved his hand, indicating that they should all go first, Mo Xiaoyu sat with her in the pavilion, Mei Yunyun was in tears, and Mo Xiaoyu felt distressed when she saw it.

    "Xiaoyu, I will not have a father from now on, nor will I have any relatives."  Mei Yunyun looked at Mo Xiaoyu and said sadly.

    Without saying a word, Mo Xiaoyu stepped forward and hugged Mei Yunyun into her arms. At this time, she didn't need to use words, but only needed to speak with strength.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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