Chapter 700: Knowing the fate of the heavens, the Yang family arrives
Translator: 549690339
When Mrs. Yang said she was going, yang Lai also looked at her subconsciously.
Butler yang had already sent someone to buy the plane tickets. Seeing that yang Lai was also interested in going, he quickly stopped him. old master, your legs are not well. It’s best if you don’t run around in the winter. The Yang family also needs you to take care of things. I’ll go with Madam.
okay. Mrs. Yang also looked at yang Lai and thought for a moment. Dr. Qin said that it’s better for your leg to stay here. I’ll keep an eye on T city. If something really happens, you can come back.
After that, Mrs. Yang ignored yang Lai and went upstairs to pack her luggage. She then called yang Hua, but the call didn’t go through.
The other party should still be on the plane.
“Miss Baozhu didn’t bring any luggage with her,” Butler yang followed Mrs.
Yang.
He was old, and his memory wasn’t very good. He only remembered that yang Hua had brought a plastic bag from the supermarket because this kind of thing rarely appeared in the Yang family, so Butler yang remembered it clearly.
The first time Meng Fu returned to the capital, yang Hua went to visit him. When she came back, she was carrying this plastic bag.
“I understand,” Mrs. Yang nodded.
T city, Jiang family.
As soon as Yang Hua and Meng Xun returned, they went straight to the Jiang family’s house.
The Jiang family had already set up the mourning hall.
The sky was very dark and the clouds were dense, as if they were about to press down.
When Yang Hua arrived, Jiang Xinchen was standing outside in his mourning clothes.
His expression was very calm, not as dispirited as Yang Hua had imagined.
When he saw Yang Hua, he bowed. aunt yang.
well, ” Yang Hua reached out and patted Jiang Xinyi’s shoulder, ” where are your father and the others? ‘
“In the back room.” Jiang xinchen handed the incense in his hand to yang Hua.
Yang Hua reached out to take the incense and went in directly.
Meng Xun followed behind yang Hua and took the other incense stick that Jiang Xinyue handed over. She glanced at Jiang Xinyue, but didn’t say anything, and went straight in.
In the inner room.
There were not many people in the mourning hall.
Meng Fu knelt in front of him, her eyes lowered, making it impossible to see her expression.
Su di was doing some miscellaneous work in the mourning Hall.
she’s been kneeling. seeing yang Hua, Jiang Quan smiled bitterly. she won’t listen to me. You should try to persuade her.
“Let me see the old man first.” Yang Hua nodded and walked directly to the coffin.
Seeing Yang Hua like this, Jiang Quan couldn’t help but walk over.
The old man’s coffin was still open, and his face was still kind. He didn’t seem to feel any pain when he left. Yang Hua took a deep breath.
She did not cry.
When Meng de died, her tears had dried up.
She just reached out and opened the plastic bag in her hand. There were three yellow talismans in the bag. Yang Hua looked down at the talismans, then looked at the old man, and reached out to put the talismans in the old man’s shroud.
Meng Fu, who had not moved, finally raised her head. She looked at Yang Hua without any expression and asked calmly, “”Who gave this to you?”
His voice was hoarse.
Yang Hua stuffed the last talisman in.
Hearing Meng Fu’s words, his hand paused for a moment, but he continued to stuff it into old master Jiang’s clothes.
“You’ve seen him before?” Meng Fu looked at yang Hua’s face, paused, and said softly, ‘”‘Grandpa … You’ve seen him before?”
Yang Hua tidied up master Jiang’s clothes.
She was not surprised that Meng Fu could guess it. She walked to Meng Fu’s side and knelt down with him. last time, when the old man went to Beijing, we met the Taoist priest. I don’t know what the Taoist priest said to the old man in private.
When Yang Hua said this, she looked at Meng Fu. you saved the old master.
What did you use? ‘
Meng Fu did not reply.
“Why do you still need to mix the incense?” Yang Hua pursed her lips.
Meng Fu continued to kneel and did not move.
Yang Hua handed a letter to Meng Fu. “This is the letter the old master left for you before he left the capital.”
The two of them spoke in low voices, so Jiang Quan couldn’t hear them, but su Di’s sharp senses could.
Behind him, su di seemed to have thought of something and suddenly looked at Meng Fu.
His expression changed drastically, and his hand that was holding the teapot couldn’t help but tremble.
“Are you alright?” Jiang Quan looked at him.
Su de shook his head. He put down the teapot and walked out of the mourning hall. A cold wind blew outside the hall, and su de felt his heart turn cold.
Su di had long suspected that Meng Fu was the successor of the Blues.
A few years ago, the Blues family was wiped out. How did Meng Fu survive?
Su de didn’t know about this, but he knew that the Blues family could change the world. That was why they were coveted by the major powers and caused their entire family to be annihilated. Su de couldn’t help but remember when he asked Meng Fu last year why he didn’t make more spices.
Meng Fu smiled and replied, “I will die.”
Would he die?
At that time, su di thought Meng Fu was joking..
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