The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace Chapter 307

   Chapter 307 289: The big guys gather in the capital!

   Write the closing paragraph.

  The old lady Song looked up at the wall clock on the wall.

   It was already five o'clock in the morning.

   In a little while, the children will wake her up for breakfast.

   After thinking about it, Mrs. Song picked up the pen again and wrote the date.

   Renyin Year, the first day of the first month of the lunar calendar, at five o'clock in the morning.

   Shangguan Suihe Liu.

this moment.

   She is not someone's wife, someone's mother, someone's grandma.

   She is just herself.

   Shangguan Suihe.

  Xu, Mrs. Song wrote, folded the suicide note, and put it into a very beautiful envelope.

   seemed to think that the words of suicide note were too heavy, so Mrs. Song picked up the pen again and wrote these words on the envelope: Fairy Shangguan Suihe has something to say.

   She is always that happy little fairy.

  Thinking of this, Mrs. Song's brows and eyes curled up, her eyes seemed to be full of stars.

   In fact, if you look closely, you can see that Song Yu and Mrs. Song have the same eyes.

   Both of them had a pair of very nice peach eyes.

   Mrs. Song put the envelope on the desk, and then took out a photo from the cabinet.

  The photo is a bit dated.

   But because it is well preserved, there is no fading in the black and white photos.

   The man in the photo is about thirty-five years old.

   Thick eyebrows and big eyes.

   His eyes are deep, and he looks imposing in a formal suit. Just looking at it like this makes me feel very safe.

  This is what Song Zhichuan, the old man of the Song family, looked like when he was young.

  Song Zhichuan joined the book at the age of 15, and became famous throughout China at the age of 19. At the age of 22, he met Mrs. Song, a woman who was not allowed to be a man.

   Both of them have strong and resolute personalities, and they were officially married at the age of 24.

   In the same year, Mrs. Song got rid of her armor and returned to the field, and lived a life of husband and son.

   The two had their first child at the age of 24.

   Has a second child at the age of 26.

  Song Zhichuan likes her daughter very much. Originally, the two did not want to have another child, but in order to satisfy Song Zhichuan's wish, at the age of 27, she gave birth to a third child, but unfortunately, the third child

  It was also this year, when the mountains and rivers were turbulent, he picked up the steel gun again and joined the battlefield without hesitation.

   Mrs. Song waited for 3 years.

   But after 3 years, what she was waiting for was not a husband, but a bone.

   She was wearing red makeup and waiting for your return. Unexpectedly, Bai Yi led you back, and Mrs. Song cried all day and night while holding her husband's relics.

  Her hair also turned white overnight.

  Song Zhichuan was stubborn, and finally set foot on the road where Xu Guoxiaoxingqing was difficult.

   The next day, Mrs. Song wiped away her tears, put on her old battle uniform, entrusted her child to her parents, and then set foot on the battlefield without hesitation.

   She knows how to make a home if the thieves and thieves are not eliminated.

  Sometimes, defending the home and the country is not just a man's duty, women should also provoke a role.

   This is ten years.

   came back again, she has changed from a 28-year-old woman to a middle-aged woman of nearly 40 years old.

   She gave all the best years of her life to the battlefield.

   But she has no regrets.

   In the past ten years, she has created countless myths on the battlefield and made great contributions.

   After taking off her shirt, she let go of her past glory and became that ordinary mother again.

   Many people advised her to remarry.

   She is still young after all.

   The days to come are still long.

   But she didn't.

   Those who are in the company of eagles, how can they be willing to live with swallows?

   "Zhikawa, I'm here to accompany you."

  Xu Shi recalled the past. Old Mrs. Song's eyes were very red. She put the photo close to her heart, and tears fell drop by drop.

   "Although we don't have a daughter, we have a very beautiful and sensible granddaughter. She is the pride of our family. You must have seen it in the sky, right?"

   "You must bless our big family and prosper."

   Mrs. Song said a lot.

   Thinking that she would soon see her husband whom she hadn't seen for many years, she sat down on the dresser again, took out her lipstick, and drew slowly.

   Then he picked up the jewelry and put it on.

   The person in the mirror, although he is old, has a kind of elegant beauty that cannot be ignored.

   also answered that sentence.

   Lord Grim with white hair and flowers, years have never defeated a beauty.

   After putting on her makeup, Mrs. Song was lying on the bed in her clothes, holding a photo of Song Zhichuan in her hands.

   Her consciousness is slowly blurring.

   Indistinctly, she saw her boy walking towards her.

   "Sui He, I'm here to pick you up."

   "Zhikawa."

   Mrs. Song looked at her long-lost face and showed a happy smile.

   8am.

   Zheng Mei and her two sisters are ready for breakfast.

   "Yanyan, go and tell your grandma to go downstairs for dinner."

"OK."

  Song 婳, wearing a custom-made New Year's costume, went upstairs to call Mrs. Song.

   She stood at the door.

   reached out and knocked on the door.

   "Grandma."

  Xu is that the voice is too low and there is no response from it.

  Song 婳 increased the decibel.

   But there is still no response.

   At this time, Song Yu already had some bad premonitions in her heart.

   Song Xiuwei happened to pass by here.

   "Second uncle, come over here."

   "What's the matter, Yanyan?" Song Xiuwei trotted over immediately.

   Song Xiuwei frowned, "I came to wake grandma for dinner, but she never responded."

   Mrs. Song's health was not good, and Song Xiuwei also noticed the abnormality and immediately went downstairs to call someone.

  The door was locked from the inside.

  Song Xiuwei contacted the locksmith to come over, Song Jing asked for a thin wire, "I'll try this."

   On the first day of the new year, everyone is on holiday, and there is not necessarily a locksmith to work.

   pat.

  As soon as the wire was inserted into the lock cylinder, the door opened.

   is especially magical.

   But at this time, everyone was no longer surprised why Song Jing opened the lock, and immediately rushed into the room.

"mom!"

   "Grandma!"

  I saw that Mrs. Song was lying on the bed neatly dressed, her face was scrutinized with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she was holding a photo of Mr. Song when she was young.

  Song Jing immediately went to feel the pulse of old lady Song.

  The old man just left, his body is still warm, but there is no pulse.

   "婳婳, how is your grandma?" Song Xiuwei asked anxiously.

  Although he knew the situation was not good, Song Xiuwei still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

  Song Jing shook her head.

  Old Mrs. Song is 93 years old this year, and all the organs in her body have begun to fail. In addition, she has been frostbitten by heavy snow, and it is a miracle that she can survive this Spring Festival.

   If it weren't for the belief in the bottom of my heart, the old man would not be able to survive until now.

   Fortunately, the old man passed away with happiness.

   She has no regrets in this world.

"mom!"

  Song Xiuwei and his two younger brothers couldn't believe it

   "Mom, why don't you just leave?" Zheng Mei and several sisters-in-law knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

  Although they knew that Mrs. Song would not last long, none of them thought that Mrs. Song would leave so suddenly.

   Especially a few daughters-in-law.

   Mrs. Song is a very good mother-in-law.

   The contradictions between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in other people's homes are not at all here. Not only are they not, but they are peaceful.

   Mrs. Song treats several daughters-in-law even better than her own son.

   Therefore, several daughters-in-law also treat Mrs. Song as her own mother.

   Now that Mrs. Song died suddenly, the three daughters-in-law could not accept it.

   "Grandma!"

  The people in the room knelt on the ground.

   If Mrs. Song is still conscious, she should be very happy to see the children and grandchildren all over the ground.

   The three brothers Song Xiuwei, Song Xiuwei and Song Xiuwei immediately went to prepare the old man's travel money.

  The saying on the capital side is that after the old man dies, his children will burn paper money to buy the road for the ghost messenger, otherwise the old man's soul will not be able to walk smoothly across Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge.

   Although it is the first day of the new year.

   But under the contact of Song Xiuwei, the owner of the paper shop quickly sent paper money, boys and girls, and a carriage.

   "Mom, you have a good journey."

   Song Xiuwei, Song Xiuwei, and the Song Xiuwei brothers knelt on the ground and burned paper money, almost crying.

   Zheng Mei and his three sisters informed the funeral home to prepare for the funeral.

   right now.

   Zhao Ping found the suicide note left by Mrs. Song on the desk.

   [Shangguan Suihe little fairy has something to say. 】

   is obviously a very heavy thing, but Mrs. Song expressed it in such a joking way.

   Zhao Ping laughed while crying, "This little old lady is so naughty when she's here."

  As the eldest son, Song Xiuwei read the suicide note in front of everyone:

   "Children, I am very happy to have a very happy New Year with you."

   "At this time, I am very happy and very awake. I think this should be the happiest moment of my life."

   Mrs. Song has three sons, three daughters-in-law, five grandsons and one granddaughter.

   Everyone she mentioned.

   Even Song Boyang was remembered by her.

   In addition, she also divided her property into six parts.

  Song Bochen, Song Boyuan, Song Boyang, Song Boyi, Song Boyan and Song Wei each one.

"Yanyan is a girl, she has suffered outside for 18 years, so I gave Yanyan more of these things. As a brother, you must remember to protect your sister, and don't let anyone bully our Song family. girl."

"Sometimes flowers bloom and fall, and the end is actually a new beginning. I'm just protecting you in a different way. Children, don't be sad, don't be sad, I'm really happy to have your company in the last part of my life. ."

   After reading the letter, Song Xiuwei was already in tears.

   hoarse voice.

   The person kneeling on the ground also burst into tears.

   After a long while, Song Xiuwei calmed down, looked at Song Bochen, and then said, "You go and inform Bo Yang that he will come back for grandma's funeral. Give her the last trip to the old man's house."

  Since Mrs. Song mentioned Song Boyang, it must be notified to Song Boyang.

   Actually, what people don't know is.

  After returning to Song's house, Mrs. Song secretly went to see Song Boyang again, but she didn't show up.

   After all, he is a descendant of the Song family, and Song Boyang has indeed repented. After thinking about it, Mrs. Song still divided part of her property and gave it to him.

   "Okay." Song Bochen nodded.

   Then, Song Xiuwei looked at Song Boyuan again, "You go to U City."

   Mrs. Song has many old friends in U City.

  The last part of life must be known to those old friends.

"it is good."

   Song Xiuwei looked at Song Boyi again, "Boyi, you go to Jiangcheng. The old lady of the Su family and her grandmother have been friends for many years. You must inform her old man in person about this matter."

  Because Song Boyan is still young, there is no arrangement for the time being.

  The two brothers Song Xiuwei and Song Xiuwei went back to their hometown to inform their relatives in their hometown to come to the funeral.

  Song Xiuwei needs to stay at home and receive the guests who come to express condolences.

   At this moment, Song Xiuwei seemed to remember something, "婳婳, please inform Xiaoyu."

   Mrs. Song was quite satisfied with Yu Tingzhi before she left.

   After all, this person passed the tests of Mrs. Song.

"Um."

  Song Jing's eyes were red and swollen, she nodded, "Yes."

   This year is the first time for Song Boyang to spend the New Year alone outside.

   In previous years, the Song family spent the New Year together.

one person.

   is somewhat deserted.

   However, he can't blame anyone, it's his own fault.

   Just when Song Boyang was feeling sad, the doorbell rang in the air.

  Song Boyang walked over and opened the door.

When the door opened, he was stunned.

   The person who came was actually Song Bochen.

   He didn't expect to see Song Bochen come over in his lifetime.

   Song Boyang was flattered, and even stuttered, "Big, big brother."

  Song Bochen was in the dust, there was no other expression on his face, his eyes were a little red, "Grandma passed away, you come home with me."

   Died?

  Song Boyang's face lit up.

  Why, how could this happen?

   After a while, Song Boyang continued: "Isn't grandma's operation quite successful? What's going on?"

   Hearing this, Song Bochen was stunned, "Have you been to grandma?"

   This was something he didn't expect.

  I thought that Song Boyang had no conscience, but Song Boyang went to see Mrs. Song quietly.

   "Well, I've been there." Song Boyang nodded.

   After the words fell, Song Boyang said: "Big brother, you, you are not joking with me, are you?"

   On the day Mrs. Song was discharged from the hospital, he also quietly went to see it.

  The old lady Song was very energetic, even kicking stones when she walked.

did not expect.

   I didn't expect things to turn out like this.

  Song Bochen sighed, "Go back with me first."

  Song Boyang's eyes immediately turned red, he simply packed up, put on his clothes, and followed Song Bochen back home.

   At this time, the couplets and window grilles of the Song family had all been torn down.

   is replaced by elegiac couplets and white lanterns.

   A layer of grief shrouded the air.

  According to the custom in Beijing, the death of an elderly person over 80 is called a happy mourning.

  The old lady Song is ninety-three this year, and it is a happy mourning in a happy mourning, so she will stay at home for three days to entertain guests.

   Also ask the Taoist priest to come back to practice.

   Look at the day.

  The mourning hall of Mrs. Song was set up in the guest pavilion. The old man lay quietly in the ice coffin, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his remains were peaceful.

  Song Jing just knelt there, burning paper money.

   There was no expression on his face, but the whole body was covered with a layer of sadness, which made people feel distressed.

   It wasn't until he saw the mourning hall that Song Boyang dared to believe the truth, and ran in from the outside crying, "Grandma, grandma"

  I thought that Mrs. Song had recovered.

  How could the old man leave so suddenly.

"Grandma, I still have a lot to tell you! Why are you leaving!" Song Boyang held the ice coffin, crying bitterly, "I used to be bad, it was me, open your eyes and see if I'm okay OK? Slap me again!"

   "Grandma!"

   At this time, Song Boyang regretted very much, and regretted that he did not repent in person in front of Mrs. Song when Mrs. Song was still alive.

   He was wrong!

   He was so wrong.

the other side.

  Yu Tingzhi felt that it was too sudden when he received Song Jing's message.

   He immediately put down what he was doing and got on a plane to the capital.

   The relationship between Song Jing and Mrs. Song is so deep, at this moment, the person who has the most difficulty accepting reality should be her.

   Especially the old lady Song became seriously ill because she wanted to pray for Song Yu.

  Thinking of this, Yu Tingzhi was very uneasy.

   I can't wait to appear in front of Song Jing all of a sudden.

   The two and a half hour flight is still a bit long.

  Jiangcheng and Jingcheng are two weathers.

   At this time, the sky in Jiangcheng was so clear that it was necessary to wear sunscreen when traveling, but on the capital side, Yu Tingzhi had just walked out of the airport when a heavy snow fell outside.

  The driver held up his umbrella and walked over, "Sir, slide carefully."

   Yu Tingzhi did not speak.

   Follow the driver to the back seat.

   Yu Tingzhi asked his assistant to order a wreath.

   It took about an hour to arrive at the Song Family Manor.

  Yu Tingzhi didn't let the assistant follow him, but took the black umbrella from the assistant, "You guys go back first."

   "Ok sir."

  The assistant turned and left.

   Yu Tingzhi followed the guidance of the servant and came to the mourning hall.

   First, he greeted Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei. The rules of the capital are that guests who come to pay their respects must drink a cup of hot tea before bowing to the deceased. Therefore, Yu Tingzhi has to go through all the procedures before going to the mourning hall.

  Song Xiuwei grew several years older in one day, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Yanyan's condition is not very good, Xiaoyu, please comfort her more."

   "Good uncle, you and auntie also condolences."

   "Yes." Song Xiuwei nodded.

   said condolences, but it was easier said than done, after all, the person lying in the ice coffin was his mother.

   The mother who gave birth to him and raised him.

  Song Xiuwei didn't have a deep impression of his father, but when he was a child, whenever he mentioned his mother, he would be proud.

   Yu Tingzhi came to the mourning hall and bowed and kowtowed to Mrs. Song.

   Let someone put a wreath on it.

After that, his eyes fell on Song Hua, his eyes were full of distressed look, he squatted down and comforted in a low voice: "Hua, grandma is dying, don't be too sad, she just kept guarding her in a different way. you."

   Hearing this, Song Jing raised her eyes to look at Yu Tingzhi, as if something was touched in her heart.

because

   Mrs. Song also said the same in her suicide note.

   After all, she still couldn't hold back, hugged Yu Tingzhi and cried bitterly, "Brother Yu, I don't have a grandma anymore."

   Seeing that she finally burst into tears, Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei were also relieved.

   Ever since Mrs. Song went.

  Song Jing didn't say a word, she didn't cry, she didn't get angry, even though her eyes were red, she could hold back her tears.

  The Song family are very worried about Song 婳.

   Worried that she would not be able to survive if she could not find a breakthrough point.

Yu Tingzhi patted Song Hua's back and comforted her softly, "Hua, grandma left with a smile, which means she was very happy when she was dying. She has no regrets anymore, life has a beginning and an end, grandma Compared with us, we just arrived earlier."

   How could Song Yu not know this truth?

   But as long as she thought that Mrs. Song was in a coma in the snow because she wanted to pray for her, she couldn't control her emotions.

   Such a good grandma, there will never be a second in the world.

   She will not let go of those who hurt Mrs. Song.

   Absolutely not.

  Yu Tingzhi took out the handkerchief he was carrying, and carefully wiped the tears from Song Yan's face.

the other side.

   River City.

  Song Boyuan came to Su's house.

  The old lady Su was making tea and watching a play. When she saw the servant brought Song Boyuan over, she was a little surprised and said with a smile, "Boyuan, what's the matter with you? Where's your grandma?"

   But then, Song Boyuan's words made old lady Su's smile stiff at the corners of her mouth.

   "What, what?"

   Old lady Su shook her hand and the teacup fell directly to the ground.

   pat.

   smashed.

  Song Boyuan said with red eyes: "Grandma Su, my grandma passed away at around eight o'clock this morning. My dad asked me to let you know."

   "Suihe. Suihe."

  The old lady Su almost burst into tears.

   She is about the same age as Mrs. Song, and their fates are very similar.

   One lost his husband in his early years, and the other lost his son in his later years.

   Now, Mrs. Song has finally lived a happy life, but at this time.

   Mrs. Su almost fainted.

  Song Boyuan immediately supported the old lady Su, "Grandma Su, you have to take care of your health."

  The old lady Su resisted her sadness and looked at Song Boyuan, "I was chatting with your grandma a few days ago, and she said she was in good health, why, why did she leave suddenly?"

  It took a long time for Mrs. Su to accept this reality, and she went to the capital with Su Shiyue that afternoon.

  Because the Song family had other relatives in Jiangcheng, Song Boyuan had to stay to inform other relatives.

  Su Shiyue didn't have any special feelings for Mrs. Song, to him, she was just an old man who played better with his grandmother.

   When the grandparents and grandsons arrived in the capital, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

   It is inappropriate to go to condolence at this time.

   Have to wait until tomorrow morning.

  Tonight, the Song family is brightly lit, and it is destined to be a sleepless night.

at the same time.

  The Zheng family.

   Mrs. Zheng was wearing a red mink coat and was asking the servant to paint her nails, "Old Zheng, I heard that the old lady of the Song family is gone?"

   Zheng Xiangbang nodded, "Well, I left at eight o'clock this morning."

   Hearing this, Mrs. Zheng narrowed her eyes, "Then are you going to pay your respects tomorrow?"

  The Song family is the No. 1 family in the capital, and Zheng Xiangbang naturally wants to go there.

   Mrs. Zheng frowned and said, "You remember to put on something to ward off evil spirits. You said that this old lady is also true. She will die sooner or later. She has to die in the first month! Bad luck is dead."

   Unfortunately, they still had to go.

   As long as he thought that Zheng Xiangbang was going to the Song family to pay his respects on the morning of the second day of the first lunar month, Mrs. Zheng's heart was filled with panic.

   has scolded Mrs. Song thousands of times in her heart.

   Zheng Xiangbang didn't have as much thought as the women and Daoists. He hooked his mouth and continued, "Old Mrs. Song is ninety-three years old this year, and she is considered to be dying. However, when the old lady leaves, the sky in this capital is probably going to change."

  Why was the Song family able to cover the sky in the capital?

   It's not because of the big tree, Mrs. Song!

   When she was young, Mrs. Song lived a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, so she accumulated a lot of contacts and power. In Beijing, whoever mentioned that Mrs. Song didn't give her thumbs up immediately and praised the hero of women's middle school!

  Old Mrs. Song's departure is equivalent to the tree falling and the hozen being scattered. At that time, Song Xiuwei can support the Song family?

   is a joke!

   Therefore, after the death of Mrs. Song, the power in the capital must be cleaned up again.

   Hearing this, Mrs. Zheng immediately pulled back her manicure hand and looked at Zheng Xiangbang, "Yeah! Why didn't you think of it!"

   Today, the Song family is the dominant family in the capital, and the Bai family is not to be left behind.

  The Bai Family Lao Jiu seems to be too stingy, not a big man, but he is definitely not an ordinary person.

   Only the Zheng family has a very embarrassing position in the capital.

  The Zheng family is no match for the Song family, but it is no match for the Bai family.

   Zheng Xiangbang lit a cigar, "It's time for our Zheng family to start!"

   Their Zheng family was suppressed by the Song family for too long.

   Mrs. Zheng smiled and nodded. As long as she thought that she could be like Zheng Mei in the future, no matter where she appeared, she would be the existence of the stars holding the moon, and she was very excited.

   Born as a human being, who doesn't want to be a person who is sought after by others?

   The second day.

   Mrs. Su and Su Shiyue first came to Song's house.

  The two came to the mourning hall after drinking hot tea.

   Looking at the old friend in the coffin, the old lady Su finally stabilized her emotions, and then collapsed at this time, "Sui He! Sui He! Why did you go?"

   The past events seem to be happening right in front of you, but the old friend who used to fight side by side with him is already lying in the cold coffin.

   "Ah Sui He! Open your eyes and look at me!"

  Su Shiyue's mood was relatively stable, standing aside and bowing to Mrs. Song.

   At this moment, Su Shiyue's eyes were attracted by the back of the girl who was burning paper money.

   is just a back figure, but it feels so familiar.

Yes.

  Song 婳!

  Su Shiyue suddenly remembered that Song Jing was the eldest daughter of the Song family who had been missing for many years.

   Thinking of his previous absurd guesses, Su Shi Yue felt very ashamed.

  Su Shiyue was in a complicated mood and hesitated whether to go forward and comfort Song Jing.

   At this moment, a slender figure came out of the house next to him.

  The man was wearing a black trench coat, with tall legs and long legs, with a face like a crown jade. He held a black coat in his hand, and draped it gently on Song Yu's back, "Are you thirsty? I'll go and pour water for you."

   "I'm not thirsty." Song Jing shook her head slightly.

  Yu Tingzhi took the paper money from Song Yu's hand, "I'm here to watch, you go into the room and rest for a while."

"I am not tired."

  Yu Tingzhi sighed lightly, he understood Song Yu's mood at this time, and didn't say anything more, and accompany Song Yu to kneel here.

  Su Shiyue's eyes fell on Yu Tingzhi, a little puzzled.

   Who is this man.

   He heard Song Xiuwei calling him Xiaoyu again.

  Su Shi Yue frowned slightly.

  Is it

   This man is Yu Tingzhi.

  The marriage contract between Song Jing and Yu Tingzhi has not been dissolved?

   Thinking of this, Su Shiyue was very surprised.

   Next, Zhou Zi and Mr. Bai also arrived.

  The always frugal Mr. Bai suddenly became very generous, and someone sent a row of wreaths.

   In his words, it means nothing but life and death.

  The old lady Song has left.

   He naturally wouldn't be stingy about this kind of thing.

  If people have to calculate even this kind of thing, it would be too boring to live.

  Compared to Zhou Zi, Mr. Bai's mood is quite normal.

   After all, he doesn't have any deep relationship with Mrs. Song.

  Zhou Zi empathized with Song Wei, hugged Song Wei, and cried, "Grandma Song is so nice, she can just leave!"

   It's all Si Yue's fault!

  If it wasn't for Si Yue, Mrs. Song would definitely not have an accident.

  Zhou Zi scolded Si Yue more than ten thousand times in his heart.

  Si Yue will not have good retribution.

   Learning that Mrs. Song had an accident, Li Yan and Yun Shiyao who were far away in Jiangcheng also flew over overnight.

   and Yue Dengfeng and Sun Qian also brought their children.

  Although some people persuaded them that children under the age of one could not attend the funeral, but the couple could not care so much.

  Song 婳 is the benefactor of their family. Now that Mrs. Song has passed away, they should take the child to see the old lady on her last journey.

   Ten o'clock in the morning.

  Yue Dengfeng and Sun Qian rushed to Song's house with their children.

After the couple bowed to the old lady Song, they came over to comfort Song Hua, "Miss Song, the deceased has passed away, and the living must be strong. The old lady is ninety-three this year, and she is a blessed person. We should serve her for the elderly. Happy is."

  Under normal circumstances, happy and mourning are happy, after all, everyone will go through this.

   Looking at the smile on Mrs. Song's face, she knew that the old man walked very peacefully.

   No regrets, no pain.

   "Well," Song Jing nodded slightly, her eyes falling on the child that Yue Dengfeng was holding, "Why did you two bring Ningning?"

  Under normal circumstances, people with children at home would be very taboo about this.

  Because the child's eyes are very clean and pure, it is easy to see some spiritual bodies.

  Sun Qian said: "It's okay, we don't pay attention to this. And the old lady is a blessed person. We would rather come over and follow the old lady's blessing of longevity!"

   A remark that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

  The person who listens is also comfortable.

   Not long after, Li Yu and Yun Shiyao also arrived, and Zhou Zi was very surprised when they saw them coming, "I thought you weren't coming!"

  Li Yan said: "Grandma Song has gone through such a big thing, how could we not come?"

   Yun Shiyao looked at Zhou Zi and asked worriedly, "Brother Po, are you all right?"

   Zhou Zi sighed, "I can't say it's good, and I can't say it's bad."

  Li Yu said with red eyes: "Grandma Song and Brother Jing have such a good relationship, Brother Jing must be very sad now!"

   Don't mention Song Yu, even when they heard the news, they couldn't accept it.

   Several people bowed to Mrs. Song and came to comfort Song Jing.

  Song 婳 said: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry. It's hard work for you, I came over on the second day of the new year."

   Hearing this, Li Yu frowned slightly, "Brother, what are you talking about! We are best friends! Not to mention the second day of the new year, even on the 30th day of the new year, we will come directly!"

   Yun Shiyao nodded.

  There are like clouds of Song family guests.

  The big bosses in the capital are almost here.

  The Zheng family is naturally among them.

   Zheng Xiangbang came with his wife.

   After all, this kind of thing is too bad, especially now that it is New Year.

   But Mrs. Zheng was still curious and wanted to make more ladies at the funeral, so she came along.

   In order not to be stained with bad luck, Mrs. Zheng also stuffed several Buddhist items to ward off evil spirits in her bag.

   Looked at the row after row of wreaths placed at the door.

   Old Mrs. Zheng walked to the wreath, looked at the signature on it, her face was full of surprise, she couldn't help sighing: "As expected of the Song family! The people who came to send the wreath were basically big and powerful people in the capital!"

   Zheng Xiangbang looked at no one around, raised the corners of his lips, and said with great disdain, "This is the last time!"

   These people can send wreaths, basically because of the face of the dead.

  After Mrs. Song was buried, who would take care of Song Xiuwei's face?

Totally impossible!

   Zheng Xiangbang has been working hard in the shopping mall for a long time, and he naturally knows that there are no real feelings in the business field.

   "The Bai family and the Zhou family are here too!" Mrs. Zheng suddenly saw the name of the head of the Bai family.

   It stands to reason that the Bai family and the Song family are in a competitive relationship. At this time, the Bai family should not come to the right talent.

   Hearing this, Zheng Xiangbang squinted his eyes, and sure enough he saw the wreaths sent by the Bai and Zhou families.

  Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and then said: "I heard that the old ninth of the Bai family has a deep friendship with Song Bochen."

   Whether it is true or false, at this time, you should talk about your feelings.

   Just as the two were about to leave, another group of people brought wreaths and quickly placed them. At the same time, an extended Lincoln was parked at the door.

   Zheng Xiangbang just wanted to go to the gate of Song's house, but at this moment, Mrs. Zheng took his hand.

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong?"

   Mrs. Zheng's voice trembled, "You, you, who are you looking at the signature on the wreath?"

   Zheng Xiangbang looked over.

  I saw that the signature on the wreath was Lu Yan.

   "Lu, Governor Lu?"

   Even if Zheng Xiangbang broke his head, he could not have imagined what kind of friendship this Lu Yan had with the Song family.

  Why did Lu Yan also send wreaths?

   Before Zheng Xiangbang could react, another wreath was sent.

   This time, the name on the wreath surprised Zheng Xiangbang.

  P country.

  The Garcia family.

  Who doesn't know, the Garcia family in country P is a noble among the good nobles.

   There is also the Royal Chamber of Commerce in country P.

  The wreath is constantly updated, and Zheng Xiangbang even saw the political leaders who can only be seen on the news

   Most importantly, there is more than one.

  The fact that Mrs. Song is a female general is not a secret in the capital.

   But Zheng Xiangbang never thought that Mrs. Song's identity was so powerful.

   Even such a big guy is here!

   For a while, Zheng Xiangbang was even a little dizzy.

   It took a long time for Zheng Xiangbang to react.

  The two then came to the Song Family Hall.

  Because there were too many guests, all three brothers of the Song family joined the team to receive the guests, including several grandsons of Mrs. Song.

   Song Boyang is also included.

   Zheng Xiangbang was a little confused when he saw Song Boyang.

   Didn't it mean that Song Boyang was kicked out by the Song family? And crossed his name out of the genealogy?

   But Zheng Xiangbang didn't show it, and symbolically comforted Song Bochen, who received him, "The deceased has passed away, and the living are like this!"

  Song Bochen nodded, "Uncle Zheng, please, there are too many guests today, please forgive me for the poor reception."

   "Nephew Song, what are you talking about! They are all my own people, don't need to see outsiders!"

After receiving Zheng Xiangbang, Song Bochen was busy receiving the guests behind him.

   The Song family manor is relatively large, otherwise, it really can't accommodate so many guests.

   Zheng Xiangbang went all the way and met a lot of big people who can only be seen in the news. He wanted to go up and get acquainted, but he didn't know what excuse to make.

  If you are ignored by a big man, you will be ashamed!

   Zheng Xiangbang looked at Mrs. Zheng and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Song's funeral is really beautiful! I don't know if we will be able to have this half of the scenery when we arrive!"

   Mrs. Zheng was speechless, "What are you doing with such unlucky words?"

   Zheng Xiangbang laughed outright, "Can't you still die?"

   He just felt it.

   Mrs. Zheng's eyes were attracted by a figure in front of her, "Look, is that Miss Song?"

   Hearing this, Zheng Xiangbang looked up.

"is her."

   Mrs. Zheng swallowed her throat, her eyes were full of sighs, she said that Miss Song was like a fairy, and she didn't believe it originally.

did not expect.

   Miss Song is even prettier than rumored.

   is simply too good-looking!

   Mrs. Zheng's tone was a little sour, "Zheng Mei looks like that, why is her daughter so beautiful?"

   "Does Zheng Mei look like that?" Zheng Xiangbang said speechlessly when he heard this: "Are you blind?"

   Zheng Mei is a famous beauty in Beijing. She also has a sister who is even more beautiful. Zheng Xiangbang never expected his wife to say such a thing.

   Hearing this, Mrs. Zheng frowned and said, "No wonder outsiders say you have a crush on Zheng Mei! Say it! Do you really like her?"

   "Unreasonable trouble!" Zheng Xiangbang was too lazy to pay attention to her.

   Mrs. Zheng was unrelenting.

   Zheng Xiangbang was a little angry, "Please pay attention to the occasion! This is Mrs. Song's mourning hall. What if I like Zheng Mei? I'm already married to you and have a child!"

   Besides, Zheng Mei wouldn't like him either.

  Who didn't have a white moonlight when he was young?

   Mrs. Zheng was going to be so angry that she couldn't say anything more.

  After drinking tea, the two came to the mourning hall to bow to Mrs. Song, only to find out that there was still a queue to bow!

  Because there are too many people who came to see Mrs. Song off!

   Soon, three days of downtime passed.

  It was time for Mrs. Song to go to the funeral.

   Early in the morning, the hearse set off.

  The Song family and the relatives who saw them off followed behind.

Very slow.

   Shortly after leaving the Song Family Manor, the hearse in front stopped.

   The car stopped suddenly, Song Bochen frowned slightly and looked at the driver, "What's going on?"

  The driver was also very puzzled.

   At this moment, firecrackers sounded in the air.

  Song Xiuwei immediately opened the door and got out of the car, "There are people on the road, let's get out of the car."

The    Road Festival is a tradition preserved from ancient times.

  Some old people who are highly respected and have made great contributions to the society are on their way to funerals after their death. When the people learn about the situation, they spontaneously set up tributes to pay homage.

   But it has been many years in the capital that after the death of an elderly person, the people have road festivals.

   Mrs. Song is the only one.

  The old lady Song was a hero of women's high school whose name was engraved in the history books. Therefore, the people who came to see him off, old and young, all had red eyes.

  The Song family all wear sackcloth and filial piety, and kneel before the offering table.

  The scene is solemn and spectacular.

   is moving.

  More TV reporters brought photographers to shoot.

   However, they just recorded this second quietly, and did not bother the Song family.

   There is a road festival every 100 meters along the way.

   is enough to see the status of Mrs. Song in the hearts of the people.

   "婳婳, look there." Zheng Mei seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and said with red eyes: "Your grandma will also be very happy in the sky, the people have not forgotten her."

  Song Jing looked back and looked out the window.

  I saw people on both sides of the road holding banners with the words: [Little Fairy Suihe walks well. 】

  【Grandma Suihe, we will always remember you. 】

  【Thank you for keeping the mountains and rivers safe! 】

  【The grass and trees mourn together, the mountains and rivers whimper. Salute to General Shangguan Suihe. 】

   Good morning, everyone~

   This chapter is still 10,000 words long.

   So guys, don't you really vote for such a good grandma?

   See you tomorrow mua! (*╯3╰)

   (end of this chapter)

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