Behind him, Jiang Xinchen looked at Mrs. Yang and Yang Jiu beside Mrs. Yang. He had never heard Meng Fu mention the Yang family.

When he saw Mrs. Yang, he didn't react much, but at this moment his mind could no longer allow him to think too much, and he was very polite: "Aunt."

Jiang Xinran in front of him walked faster.

She slowed down until she could not hear the voices of Jiang Xinchen and Yang Hua.

Jiang Xinchen glanced at Jiang Xinran's back, and since Jiang Xinran's identity was exposed, she had never called Yang Hua's mother once.

Mrs. Yang did not notice Jiang Xinran and Mrs. Tong, nor did she hear Yang Hua talk about Jiang's family. At that time, she only knew that Yang Hua came from Wanmin Village.

When I first saw this small villa of the Jiang family, I saw it as a wealthy house.

In amazement, she did not forget the purpose of her arrival. She looked at Jiang Xinchen with a little pity. How old she was, she began to face pressure, "Sad to mourn."

"Thank you." Jiang Xinchen handed the fragrance to the two of them.

Mrs. Yang took the incense and followed Yanghua into it.

In the mourning hall, Meng Fu was still kneeling on the ground.

After Su Cheng knelt down and worshiped, he stood up and lit incense for the people who came to worship. He turned around slightly and saw the Yanghua that brought Mrs. Yang in.

Seeing Yanghua, Su Cheng stopped, took the fire, and spoke softly: "Auntie."

Yang Hua was familiar with Su Cheng and didn't be polite to him, "Xiao Su, please advise A Fu and let her rest."

As he said that, Yang Hua asked Su Cheng to light the incense on Mrs. Yang's hand and introduced to Su Cheng: "This is A Fu's assistant, Su Cheng, just call him Xiao Su."

Mrs. Yang looked up and actually, when she entered the door, she saw Su Cheng's back at first sight.

This person has a special aura. Just standing like this is quite amazing. The bitter cold air around him is even colder than the snow outside the door.

She was secretly surprised that there was such a person in T City. Yang Hua said "Xiao Su", but Mrs. Yang didn't dare to shout, so she just handed over the incense and asked Su Cheng to light it for him: "Thank you, Mr. Su."

I read the word "Su" again.

Su Cheng didn't know the Yang family, but after hearing what Yang Hua had retelled with him, he probably also knew the existence of the Yang family.

"Hello." He said hello in a low voice.

**

When Yu family and Jiang Xinran came back, Yu Zhenling had just flew back from the capital.

When Mrs. Tong and Jiang Xinran came back, she was sitting in the hall talking to Mr. Yu.

"Have you been to the mourning hall?" Yu Zhenling looked at the two of them and opened her mouth.

I was a little embarrassed for a moment.

The incident of Meng Fu was exposed, not only the scandal of the Jiang family, but also had a greater impact on Yu Zhenling, so when she heard that Mr. Jiang died, she did not dare to go to the Jiang family when she came back.

"Well, I will go directly to the burial cemetery in two days." Mrs. Tong looked at Yu Zhenling, and didn't say much, her eyes turned to Mr. Yu, "When Mr. Jiang dies, the pattern of T-city will change."

The old man of the Yu family was also in a very complicated mood about Jiang Ke's death.

If the light goes out when the Jiang family dies, it may be possible.

"It's strange," said Mrs. Tong, when she mentioned Mrs. Jiang, she naturally thought of Meng Fu, "We just went to worship. Meng Fu wore mourning clothes and knelt on the position of losing to Changsun..."

"Long-sun?" Old Master Yu frowned slightly, and he raised Meng Fu. He couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment between his eyebrows. He changed the subject directly and looked at Jiang Xinran: "The people from the Painting Association asked me about your Chinese Exhibition, and the Luo family also wanted a few tickets."

The three-year exhibition in China invites all kinds of masters and celebrities from home and abroad to gather.

Most of the people in the Yu family and the Tong family would go there, and the Luo family also came here.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Tong smiled, "This, Xinran and I have agreed long ago. Xinran worked hard and became a C-level student in the art exhibition at a young age."

Because of this, the Tong family's status in the Luo family has also increased significantly.

In this kind of circle, it is not just about money, but about connections.

When this group of people spoke, even Jiang Xinran quickly forgot about the death of Mr. Jiang.

Outside, someone suddenly came in. It was a servant from the Yu family. "Master, I called from the hospital and said that there was a new discovery on my husband's illness!"

Jiang Xinran, holding a teacup, paused suddenly.

Yu Yong has not woken up, and the Yu family has paid half of the money for tens of thousands of yuan a day. When the Yu family heard this, he got up and walked outside, "What's the matter?"

Yu Zhenling was not worried about whether to go to the Jiang family to see it.

There will never be any trouble.

The group hurried to the hospital.

In the hospital, Yu Yong's intensive care unit, the doctor was busy and saw someone coming from the Jiang family, and the attending doctor inside came out.

When he saw Mr. Yu, he walked over and pulled down his mask, "Old Yu."

Mr. Yu looked at the ward with a stuttering corner of his mouth, "Doctor, my son..."

"Mr. Yu's kidney disease occurred," the doctor took the case and looked at Mr. Yu. "We have not detected it before. It was this time that the kidney disease was detected in the whole body. We only detected a trace amount of toxin. It is not just a cerebral hemorrhage. It is possible that there are long-term toxins in the body and the kidneys are too burdened. We are still checking the specific cause, but the situation is not very good."

"Toxin?" Old Master Yu's lips trembled, "How can there be toxins?"

"You must be mentally prepared," the doctor said, "We are not sure about the toxins coming this time."

Mr. Yu's body shook.

Yu Zhenling hurriedly supported Mr. Yu, "Dad, don't be too excited, the doctor said there is no way to do it!"

"Yes, grandpa." Jiang Xinran also supported Mr. Jiang, lowered his eyes and spoke.

The doctor saw that Mr. Yu seemed to be in a bad mood and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, there is no life danger for the time being!"

Mr. Yu has improved a lot.

**

Mr. Jiang stayed in the mourning hall for two days.

Then he was sent to cremation and finally buried in the cemetery.

The cemetery is a place that the Jiang family has chosen long ago, and it is a mountain with excellent feng shui in T City.

On the day of the funeral, almost all the well-known people in T City came to attend the funeral.

There was some snow in T city these two days, with a shallow layer of white snow on the ground, the wind was strong at the foot of the mountain, and a few snowflakes were floating in the sky, which was particularly cold.

Yang Hua stood beside Meng Mengxuan and waited with her for Jiang Quan and the others to come.

Mrs. Yang stood there, wearing a black coat and not wearing a mask today, and her whole aura was different from that of the Jiang family.

"I see your sister's face is so bad," Mrs. Yang held Bai Ju in her hand, thinking about Meng Fu's white face yesterday, her lips were pale and dry, and she was very worried. "She didn't eat or drink for three days, and she didn't know what she had eaten just now. It's okay at home, it's so cold outside."

Meng Xun pursed her lips, and she stared at the road ahead for a moment.

She has been in T City for three days. Jiang Quan knew that she was very busy with school, so she asked her to go back after worshiping the old man, but she would not go back.

In the crowd, Mr. Yu was in a bad mood because of anxiety these two days.

Jiang Xinran stood beside the old man and didn't say anything.

Mr. Yu looked ahead, and before the car arrived, he looked back. At this glance, he saw Yanghua. Mr. Yu had met Yanghua and had some impression.

Mr. Yu was not paying attention to Yang Hua. His eyes were on the person beside Yang Hua and his mind moved: "Who is that? Which relative of the Jiang family?"

After hearing what he said, Yu Zhenling also looked over.

Yu Zhenling has been in the Jiang family for twenty years. She basically knows the relatives of the Jiang family, but she doesn't know Mrs. Yang. She frowned: "I haven't seen her before."

"That's their relative." The two of them spoke, and Jiang Xinran whispered beside them.

Relatives over there?

Who else besides Yanghua?

Looking at Meng Xun beside Mrs. Yang, Yu Zhenling couldn't help but cover her lips with a handkerchief and stopped talking.

Jiang Xinran quickly lowered her head, "Mom, I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go back."

This is not uncomfortable, obviously I don’t want to run into Yang Hua.

Yu Zhenling now wants to rely on Jiang Xinran, so she naturally doesn't want her to be entangled by Yang Hua. She covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and lowered her head slightly, "Well, you go back and rest."

Jiang Xinran left quickly.

**

At the intersection, Mr. Jiang's hearse finally drove over.

Jiang Quan got out of the car with the ashes in his arms.

Meng Fu and Jiang Xinchen followed him.

As soon as these people appeared, everyone's eyes were placed on Meng Fu and Jiang Quan, especially Meng Fu.

Before the old man died, the incident of Meng Fu's fake daughter in the city caused a lot of trouble.

When everyone saw the real owner, they saw it.

For a moment, it was a bit subtle. Jiang had a little trouble because of Meng Fu's incident. At first, Mr. Jiang was there, but that's fine, Mr. Jiang is gone now...
To be continued...