The Bowl of Seven Emotions

On the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, also known as the Zhongyuan Festival, people will worship their ancestors on this day and believe that the dead will return to the world on this day.

Although Tang Susu had no affection for the Tang family, she couldn't shirk the sacrifice day. It's all about being angry with the living, it's really unnecessary to talk with the dead.

When she drove to the cemetery, the Tang family was almost there.

Tang Susu greeted his second aunt Tang Qixian, and then stood quietly to the side, but no one came up to provoke him without long-sightedness.

She glanced over other people, her father didn't come with An Qi this time, probably because the death of Old Man Tang was always considered to have something to do with An Qi, so he deliberately avoided it.

It was his **** who was brought over by him.

Tang Susu and this half-brother did not say a word, neither liked nor disliked it. To her, Tang Qijun and Tang Qi mean the same to her, there is no difference.

She was indifferent to Tang Qijun's existence, which does not mean that others are the same.

Ten minutes later, Tang Qi, with exquisite makeup and dressed as if she was going to the ball, finally arrived late.

When she saw the people following Tang Qiming, her face suddenly became difficult to look, and she gave Tang Qijun a vicious look.

"Dad, why did you bring him here?" Tang Qi asked with an expression of dissatisfaction.

Tang Qiming was a little unhappy with her tone, but he managed to endure it, "After all, Xiaojun is your grandpa's grandson. He came to Zhuxiang and went back soon."

Tang Qi sneered and sneered: "A grandson who has never seen him before, who knows if his grandfather recognizes him. An illegitimate child is only worthy to offer his grandfather incense."

If she had left it before, even if Tang Qi thought so in her heart, she would not dare to speak this way in front of Tang Qiming.

But why is it different now? She has become Mrs. Chen, so there is nothing to say.

Her attitude made Tang Qiming very dissatisfied. Tang Qijun was also full of grievances and yelled softly, "Dad." He looked up at Tang Qiming and whispered: "Otherwise, I will go back first."

Tang Qiming frowned immediately, "What will you do? You are all heirs of the Tang family, regardless of high or low!"

After hearing Tang Qiming's words, Tang Qijun glanced at Tang Qi a little triumphantly.

Tang Susu watched the scene coldly, mocking in his heart, Tang Qiming's son is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

To be able to discuss life under An Qi's hands, and to win Tang Qiming's preference, it seems that his mother was very caring about education.

It's a pity that the teaching is also a little tricky.

Tang Qi saw his provocation, and apart from anything else, she stepped forward and slapped it.

With a "pop", the opponent's face was directly fanned out with a red mark. When did Tang Qijun encounter this situation, he was stunned.

She stood in front of Tang Qijun and sneered, "Why don't you say it, didn't you have the courage to provoke me just now?"

"Tang Qi!" Tang Qiming said angrily, "Are there any rules!"

Tang Qi took off her sunglasses, squinted at Tang Qiming, and raised her chin, "With him and without me, if he gave grandpa incense today, I won't show up on such occasions in the future."

Most of her hatred of Tang Qijun came from the time after the old Tang passed away. Her mother was questioned by the Tang family. Not only did her father distrust her mother, he took the opportunity to lead the illegitimate child in.

And Tang Qijun is not a little pitiful, he just pretends to be decent, if it weren't for his mother's accidental miscarriage, he would regain his father's heart, fearing that the dead boy would have entered the room with his mother long ago.

Even before she got married, her father often took Tang Qijun out to stay together. There was no need to guess where they went, because the woman lived not far from Tang's house.

Even her mother sometimes met that woman when she went out.

Tang Qi was full of anger, hating that woman for shame, hating Tang Qijun for wanting to seize her property. But never thought that her mother did the same back then.

Tang Qi's words sounded like a child who was angry, Tang Qijun covered his face with one hand, and turned to Tang Qiming and said, "Dad..."

He was called Tang Qiming pitifully, as if waiting for others to make the decision for him.

It's a pity that Tang Qiming didn't turn to him again, but directly said to him: "You go back first."

There is no explanation, and no comfort. That slap was a slap in vain.

The astonishment in Tang Qijun's eyes was too late to cover up.

Although reluctant, Tang Qijun left the cemetery in the end. In the future, he will understand at least one truth. The family affection in his father's eyes is hierarchical, and interest is the bargaining chip to increase family affection.

After Tang Qijun was driven away, Tang Qi's eyes fell on Tang Susu.

"Why are you here too?" She looked at Tang Susu coldly, with a bad tone.

She and Tang Susu's account has not yet been settled. Although no one dared to say anything to her face on the wedding day because of Chen Dongsheng, many people were laughing at her secretly.

She laughed at her upright Madam Chen, but brought out a fake!

That was obviously a priceless diamond jewelry, but under Tang Susu's intention, it was worthless.

Before, she could not do anything, but now she has confidence.

After all, she has already married into the Chen family, and Tang Susu, I am afraid that she is not qualified to marry into the Shi family in this life.

Tang Susu glanced across Tang Qiming, then glanced at Tang Qi, and said leisurely: "Should you not ask yourself this?"

Really speaking of identity, isn't Tang Qi also an illegitimate child.

"dad!"

"Shut up all to me." Tang Qiming was no longer in the mood to listen to their quarrel and shouted.

Tang Qi now settled down.

The next sacrifice is nothing special. Burning paper is not allowed in the cemetery. Each family will put up fruit and flowers, and then one generation after another will come up and kowtow.

Tang Susu and the others are behind, and Mi Zheng also hides behind, whispering to her, "After Tang Qi marries, her nostrils will turn to the sky. Uncle is going to be mad today."

Looking at Tang Qiming, whose face had been gloomy, Tang Susu smiled and said nothing.

Since he wholeheartedly regards his daughter as a tool of marriage, he must be prepared to be backlashed by the tool.

Tang Qi hasn't established herself in Chen's house yet, and when she has established herself, Tang Qiming's life will only be even more sad.

After the worship, everyone dispersed.

When everyone was gone, Tang Susu slowly walked to the corner of the cemetery. Her mother's cemetery was also here, but no one in the Tang family seemed to remember.

She stood in front of the tombstone for a while. The photo on the tombstone was of her mother when she was young. She looked at the smiling woman and felt very strange.

Soon, she also turned and left. However, before leaving the cemetery, I saw an old man in a black suit. The two passed by. The old man glanced at her coldly, with a little chill in his eyes.

Tang Susu frowned and ignored the other party.

Out of the cemetery, she found that Tang Qi did not leave, but stood in front of a car. The two looked at each other for a moment, and each looked away.