Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 329 Sister Nan Xi?

  Following Nan Mu’s description, Nan Xi probably remembered the vague memory of that year,

  In her residual impression, she can’t remember the detailed description of Nanmu’s process, but only vaguely remember Nan father shouting: "Smelly boy!"

  Drinking frightened Nan Xi who almost fell, Zhang Yichen tightly guarded her in his arms.

The memory after    is very vague, and the fragment that needs to be clearer is to return to Sanya at night, and Nan father's complaints in the sea view room of the Atlantis Hotel.

   "The stinky guy from the Zhang family didn't learn Old Brother Zhang's good temper at all, but inherited 10% of the perverted temperament of Old Mrs. Zhang."

  The soft laughter of the mother of the South followed: "Ha, you, what do you care about with the child."

In a word, Father Nan let his anger be small, lest he lose his image in front of his wife and daughter, and said with disdain: "Where does he treat himself as a child? The look he blames on me on the beach in the afternoon seems to be looking at a heinous sinner. I was joking with my daughter, what's the matter with him."

  Nan Xi figured out the origin of the bunker that caused her to fall every time, and immediately turned into a pitiful little crying bag, crying very much.

  Successfully forced the father back from Nan's prejudice and complained a lot, and he couldn't help but admit his mistakes to coax his daughter.

  South mother patted Nan Xi, who was running away from the gods, and revealed the thoughts that Nan father had never said to her.

"Your dad, I have seen that Yichen cares about you a long time ago, but he is more disgusted with Yichen's arrogant and arrogant temperament. He feels that Yichen does not like to explain, which will make you always sulking. Your dad likes it better. The character of the Su family’s children. He told me several times that he hoped that the Su family’s children could be born in Zhang’s family. Unfortunately, the world is difficult to achieve, and I always enlighten him. Since Yichen loves you very much, he will do it for you. Change. At that time, your dad insisted not to let your third uncle move those two plots. It was nothing more than thinking, no matter where you marry, you must marry the scenery. I will accompany you with the most expensive dowry among the celebrities in Shanghai, okay. Let you be able to lift your head and speak at your in-laws’ house."

Speaking of this, Nan’s eyes filled with heavy sorrow: “Who expected to cause trouble and make your third uncle feel jealous. Fortunately, I see people’s vision very well, your mother Zhang and others have good moral character and were educated. There is no major problem with the natural character of the child. Fortunately, they took the Nan family a hand at a critical moment."

  The old-fashioned talk came to Nan Xi's ears. She took out the idea of ​​mother's happiness first, and praised: "Well, you can publish the "Quality Son-in-law Standard" to help the masses choose sons-in-law."

   then changed the subject and put the protagonist's halo back on Nanma: "My dear mother and queen, are there any places I want to go, eat, and things I want to do tomorrow?"

  Relax Zhang Yichen’s holiday, Nan Xi is ready to fully arrange mother-daughter activities.

  Mother Nan is familiar with her daughter, and the ingredients in her words that make her happy, ridiculously still real and comforting, watching Nan Xi’s eyes become more gentle.

   "My mother used to worry about it. My daughter has the same strong temper and cannot accept Yichen. She seems to worry too much. Mom doesn't have any big wishes. I just hope you have a beloved and live your little life."

  Nan Xi's selfless wish made her heart sour. She turned her mind and made a bold decision: "Mom, let's go to Shashi. You can send Yuan Lao for your grandfather and grandfather, and take a look at your precious son-in-law."

   Nanmu braked for Sakura Fan Porsche to park in the emergency lane and turned on the double flash.

   Forced back to his heartbeat, looked at the daughter next to him, and asked: "Are you kidding?"

   "No, let's go mom, let's go crazy once." Nan Xi encouraged her mother in solid life.

  Mother Nan let the inciting remarks stir up her heart, and promised: "Okay, let's leave early tomorrow."

"Don't." Nan Xi smiled ghostly and made a small idea: "Let’s leave now and leave the car in the airport parking lot. Tomorrow night I will have a fan event, and tomorrow Mingyangshan Funeral Home will be open for public mourning. I will show up for a meeting. Cause a commotion and disrespect the deceased."

   "No, let Yichen arrange it. Let's go again tomorrow morning. You can mourn from afar, and I will go in and offer a bunch of flowers." After returning to reason, Nanmu flatly refused: "It is too dangerous for us to go privately."

  Nan Xi grabbed Nan Mu’s hand to take the phone from her bag, pretending to be mysterious, and said: “Don’t notify Zhang Yichen, let’s go straight. Mom, look at my costume, it’s too ordinary to put in the crowd.”

  Namu looked up and down Pan Nanxi. She learned that she was going to visit her father. She changed into a white sportswear, a black cap and pink cherry blossom sneakers. Just like a bright and lively high school student, if she puts on her mask and sunglasses again, she doesn't look carefully, let alone outsiders, she will not be able to recognize her original identity.

  Firmly staring at her delicate face for a few seconds, seeing her eyes firm, guessing her intentions. Definitely want to fulfill the old man's long-cherished wish with his filial piety, to give Zhang Yichen a surprise.

  Thinking about this, Nan Mu stopped worrying and agreed: "Okay, I will ask your uncle to book us tickets, and you will persuade the bodyguard to follow along with it in secret."

  Since the theme park projects in Beijing and Magic City were launched, Nanjia’s economy began to recover early, and business was gradually running on track. Pack such simple things as first class, and leave it to Nanfang to solve it casually. It should even be said that it's a little fuss, but if you arrange for someone to do it, it will be passed to Nanfang's ears sooner or later, so it's better to let him do it.

   "Okay." Nan Xi happily agreed, and took out her mobile phone to contact the bodyguard who was driving behind to protect her.

  The call was connected, Nan Xi took out the attitude of her little sister and elder brother, with a slight admiration and respect in her tone.

  "Brother, I have other arrangements temporarily, you have to keep it secret for me. Let's go into the city later, you find a place to park the car. Come over to our car, let's go to the sand market together."

  Sure enough, I received a few answers asking why: "Okay."

  Filled with Ecstasy Soup, Nan Xi made an OK gesture against Nan Mu.

  Mother Nan called her second uncle Nanfang, explained the matter clearly, and repeatedly emphasized: "Don't tell Yichen."

  Nanfang was heart-warming, and applied: "Sister-in-law, let me go with you, so I can take care of it."

  Namu knew that Nanfang was looking for an excuse to relieve work pressure, and considering that he said he could help take care of this, she agreed: "Okay."

  At 9 pm, a group of people boarded the plane to Shashi.

  Get off the plane at 11:20, Nanfang arranged in advance for the local manager to send a car to Mingyangshan Funeral Home.

  Walking through the flower shop, Nan Mu photographed Nanfang’s arm while driving, and said, “Stop, I’ll buy a few bunches of flowers and give them to the elderly for a while.”

  "Okay." Nanfang stopped and looked at Nan Xi, who hated the smell of smoke, and asked with a smile: "Excuse me, Princess Xixi, can I smoke a cigarette?"

   Nan Xi pointed to her mother who walked quickly to the door of the flower shop, and smiled with her second uncle: "You can get out of the car and pick it up. You can help her move to the trunk after my mom buys it."

   "Hey, whose baby should kiss whom. It cost me to treat you as a daughter, you only treat me as a coolie."

  Nanfang sighed pretentiously, as if it was clear that he could not wait for Nan Xi's comforting words. Give a careful look at the bodyguard sitting in the back row, pull the car door, get out of the car and close the car door.

  Light a cigarette and follow Nan Mu.

   More than ten minutes later, the owner of the florist personally helped, and the three of them moved to the seven pots of flower baskets filled with chrysanthemums.

Put all the flower baskets away, the florist wiped his hands with his apron, and gave directions to Nanmu and Nanfang who were in the car: "Turn left at the intersection ahead, pass the third traffic light and it is not far from Mingyang Mountain. Pay attention to the road signs. instruct."

   "Thank you." Nan Mu nodded in gratitude back.

   waved his hand to be the boss, and turned around and said to Nan Xi: "The boss heard that we are going to mourn Yuan Lao, but he refused to accept the money. Later, your second uncle insisted on keeping the money, and said that the matter of mind should not be messed up, and the boss reluctantly accepted it."

   "Well, Shashi is a warm city."

  Nan Xi looked out of the window, and there were tearful people standing everywhere. Many people burned paper on the side of the road where the hearse passed, cherishing the memory of the great man in their hearts in their own way, and paved the stairs to heaven for the elderly with flowers and tears.

  Close to the Mingyang Mountain parking lot, the security guard told: "Sorry, it is not open for the time being, please come tomorrow morning."

Nanfang turned the steering wheel and turned around, took time to glance at the beautiful niece in the rearview mirror, and persuaded: "There are too many people. Ask Yichen which back door they enter the funeral home from. I suggest Xiaoxi still Stop it."

  Namu stopped her finger for inputting information, and turned her head to Nan Xi. It is rare to see those indifferent eyes glowing in anxiety.

  Mother Nan stopped delay and pointed out the route to Nanfang: "I will ask sister Zhang to help me inquire, and greet the person on duty at the door. You go on the west side, there is a gate for employees."

   "Okay." Nanfang turned the steering wheel and drove into the corresponding lane.

  In a short time, he walked to the door described by Nanmu, stopped and stretched out the window, and called for the standing security guard.

  One of the security guards walked to the front of the car, looked at the license plate number, gestured to his companion, walked back to the security room and clicked on the electric barrier.

  Namu raised her finger to the right and said, "Go to the place where the light is on."

  The arrangements were made, and she turned around to give Nan Xi a reassuring sentence: "Don't worry, your mother Zhang will keep it secret for you."

  Nan Xi didn't care about Nan Mu's vague allusion, silently straightened each flower in the two pots of flower baskets at her feet, and inserted them firmly in the mud.

  Turn around three winding mountains and arrive at the funeral home.

  Bodyguard helped to remove all the flower baskets from the car, Nanfang carried two with one hand, and stood on the side of the road waiting for Nanmu to go to the mourning hall.

  Getting out of the car, Nan mother put away her daughter's expression of teasing, and solemnly carried a flower basket in each hand.

  The three fingers are strong, and they are trying to hook the remaining pot, a person comes over, picks up and walks towards Nanfang.

Nan Mu gave the flower basket to her wrist, hurried to catch up with Nan Xi, reached out to take the flower basket in her hand, and said, "You go to Yichen, your mother Zhang said, his friend is not in good condition and fainted twice. . Let him be sent to the staff canteen to rest and he will accompany him. You can find him and come back together. Your second uncle and I will go up first."

   "It's okay, I will pay tribute to Yuan Lao, and then go to Zhang Yichen." Nan Xi flashed the snatching hand, and walked forward unchanged.

  At present, Nan Mu didn't insist on her own opinion too much, and kept up with Nan Xi's footsteps.

  The three of them arrived at the mourning hall that was set up. Looking at the photos that had just been hung, the two lines of Nanma Qing tears down their cheeks.

   Nodded with the family members who were kneeling and guarding the spirits, and Nanmu raised her hand to prevent them from getting up to meet the guests.

  Place the flower baskets on both sides, and the three of them took off their sunglasses and hats, and stood side by side in front of the photo and bowed deeply three times.

  After paying tribute to Mr. Yuan, Nan Mu brought Nanfang and Nan Xi to the family members and comforted them softly.

  Among them, a teenage girl recognized Nan Xi while she was wearing a mask. She ran to Nan Xi's side and opened her red eyes.

  Nan Xi raised her index finger and hissed, "Don't shout."

  The girl nodded twice, and whispered in disbelief: "Sister Nan Xi?"

  Nan Xi blinked at the girl and said softly, "Well, it's me."

The girl burst into tears and cried in a mute voice: "My mother always said that grandpa loves me the most. It turns out that grandpa really loves me. He knows that his leaving will make me very sad, so he entrusted it to you. Did you come to see me?"

Nan Xi closed her eyes in pain, took out the disinfectant wipes from her bag, and helped the girl gently wipe her tears, and said with a serious face: "Yes, so you have to take the lead. Be with your parents and be strong. ."

   "Yeah, sure!" The little girl bit her lip and nodded her head.

  Coax the little girl a few more words, Nan mother leaned close to the two of them and whispered to Nan Xi: "Go to Yichen, I'm afraid he will miss you and leave early."

   "Okay." Nan Xi promised, stuffing the entire pack of wet wipes into the girl's hand, encouraging: "Grandpa will bless you in heaven and watch you grow up healthily. Come on."

   "Well, thank you sister."

  The girl took out two, packed the wet wipes in her pocket, and walked back to her parents. Learned Nan Xi's actions just now and helped them wipe their red faces.

  Nan Xi and the bodyguard eldest brother left the mourning hall, looking for the canteen in the direction described by Nan Mu.

   In the middle of the night, I walked around the forest road in the funeral home. The taste is not sour and refreshing.

   will not feel lonely, because the tight nerves will always give people an illusion. The unidentified sounds from time to time in the forest seem to be accompanied by a lot of spirits. Nan Xi only dared to walk forward, not to look at her side, let alone to look back.

  Old people often say that there are two fires on people's shoulders, which represent yang energy. When you are afraid in the middle of the night, you must never look back. Once the fire on your shoulders is extinguished, the dirt will entangle people with weak Yang Qi.

  Therefore, it is recommended that some girls, especially when they come to menstruation, avoid visiting such places.

  I can't help speeding up the pace, and at the same time comforting myself in my heart, it is the great grandfather who passed away, and he will not harm himself.

   But when I thought that the morgue would not only put a dead person, what if someone died unjustly? In this kind of place, people have long uncontrollably produced a lot of weird thoughts. First of all, I remembered a deep-seated legend that the first seven who died unjustly would leave the morgue to seek revenge from the perpetrator.

  The more outrageous part of the legend is that the resentful soul has no entity and cannot avenge, so it will attach to nearby people and use the opponent's hand to complete the revenge.

  She has no mind to care about whether she will be criminally responsible, and she keeps on making up for the plots of the horror novels she has read. It introduced in detail the bizarre things that you would experience if you let that kind of thing stick to it, such as pressing the bed, hitting the wall, insidious marriage, killing, etc.!

  I don’t know if the spirit body came or not, the fear first attacked her whole person, and the early depression in my heart couldn’t help but fear the surge.

  Legs began to weaken, cold sweat broke out on the palms, and instinctively shouted: "Brother, are you still there?"

   "I am here, don't be afraid."

  An extra hand appeared on the shoulder, but that hand was so ice and ice, Nan Xi tremblingly did not dare to respond, for fear that the hand was not the hand of the bodyguard.

  (End of this chapter)