Qi Yoyo, dressed in plain white, knelt in the coffin. She had been anxiously waiting for news about Wan Qiuqing all morning. When she saw Wan Qiuqing staring at a pair of red and swollen eyes and coming to the coffin with tears streaming down her face, she Her heart suddenly twitched, because Wan Qiuqing's sad and miserable expression and unstoppable tears told her that her second brother was probably dying.
Wan Qiuqing walked into the mourning shed, and suddenly his body swayed and fell to the ground.
"Mother!" The eldest son Qi Changfeng exclaimed and rushed forward to help Wan Qiuqing in time. Compared with Qi Changkong's arrogance and unruliness, Qi Changfeng, who is three years older, appears to be much more mature and steady.
Because Qi Wuwei was seriously ill and bedridden, he took care of all the family affairs, including guests paying condolences to family members and answering gifts, etc. Everything was arranged in an orderly manner, making it difficult for people to find fault, but still giving him the air of the eldest son.
"Feng'er——" Wan Qiuqing collapsed on the ground, took Qi Changfeng into his arms, and sobbed bitterly: "Your second brother died so miserably! Wuwu——"
"Mother——" Qi Changkong also choked with sobs, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and did not cry out. He patted Wan Qiuqing's back and comforted him: "Mother, please forgive me and take care of yourself! Father's body has collapsed, and you must not let anything happen to you again, otherwise - I will definitely avenge my second brother's revenge! I will make Big Yagou pay for it with blood!"
"Mother——" Qi Yoyo crawled over on her knees, hugging Wan Qiuqing and Qi Changkong and crying. While crying, she asked with sobs: "Second brother, he——"
"We have a guest!" The shout of a guest in the yard interrupted Qi Yoyo's question.
Qi Changfeng stood up hurriedly. A guest came to express his condolences, and he needed to go to the front to pay tribute.
"Your second brother is dying. Go and see him for the last time." Wan Qiuqing took the initiative and said before Qi Yoyo could ask further questions.
"Woo--" Although Qi Yoyo was mentally prepared, when the words came out of Wan Qiuqing's mouth, she still felt like she was struck by lightning. She stood up tremblingly and said: "Mom, take me there quickly! "
The two of them just stood up to leave when Qi Changfeng came back from the front with an angry but helpless expression. He looked at Qi Yoyo and said with a bitter smile: "It's the three young ladies from the Tang family, the Yu family and the Xue family. I insist on letting you go out to pay tribute." , otherwise you will stand in front of the mourning hall and not leave, you see——"
The Tang family, the Yu family and the Xue family are the three major families in Yancheng. Not only did Qi Wuwei not want to be recruited and coerced by the three families, but he also supported the new family forces to fight against them. Therefore, the three major families have always been at odds with the city lord's mansion.
The two sides are constantly fighting overtly and covertly. The younger generations are so aware of it that they naturally regard each other as enemies, so they fight constantly on weekdays. They compare their cultivation, wealth, style, appearance, food, drink, and diarrhea. Anyway, they can compete. All have to compete with each other.
Qi Yoyo's reputation as the Beauty of the South resounds loudly in Yannan and Yanbei, and she really needs to be beautiful and talented. She can rely on her face to make a living, and she can also rely on her strength to speak. Therefore, since she was a child, she has dominated the younger generation of the three major families. Generation girl.
At this time, three ladies from the three families came to express their condolences and asked Qi Yoyo to respond by name. It was clear that they had bad intentions. Because according to local funeral customs, family members have to kneel down when answering the ceremony, but usually they kneel down and the guests will reach out to help them in time. But if the guests don’t reach out to help them, then they have to kneel down for real.
"What's the point of talking to them? They'll just get insulted." Wan Qiuqingxing said angrily, her eyes widened. She was so sophisticated that she knew immediately that the young ladies from the three families were full of evil, and she didn't want Qi Yoyo to be humiliated in front of the hall. .
Qi Changfeng was puzzled: "But in all practical matters, it is important to treat guests as guests when they come in. There is no reason to bombard guests in front of the mourning hall."
"Oh, who says there isn't? If I say there is, there will be." Wan Qiuqing said involuntarily.
Qi Yoyo patted Wan Qiuqing's hand to express comfort, wiped the tears on her face, and said: "No matter what purpose they came for, I am grateful to them for coming to see my second brother off today, so What’s wrong with being bullied by them?”
With that said, he walked out from behind the memorial shed and went to the front hall.
Qi Yoyo, dressed in plain white, knelt in the coffin. She had been anxiously waiting for news about Wan Qiuqing all morning. When she saw Wan Qiuqing staring at a pair of red and swollen eyes and coming to the coffin with tears streaming down her face, she Her heart suddenly twitched, because Wan Qiuqing's sad and miserable expression and unstoppable tears told her that her second brother was probably dying.
Wan Qiuqing walked into the mourning shed, and suddenly his body swayed and fell to the ground.
"Mother!" The eldest son Qi Changfeng exclaimed and rushed forward to help Wan Qiuqing in time. Compared with Qi Changkong's arrogance and unruliness, Qi Changfeng, who is three years older, appears to be much more mature and steady.
Because Qi Wuwei was seriously ill and bedridden, he took care of all the household affairs, including guests paying condolences to family members and answering gifts, etc. Everything was arranged in an orderly manner, making it difficult for people to find fault, but still giving him the air of the eldest son.
"Feng'er——" Wan Qiuqing collapsed on the ground, took Qi Changfeng into his arms, and sobbed bitterly: "Your second brother died so miserably! Wuwu——"
"Mother——" Qi Changkong also choked with sobs, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and did not cry out. He patted Wan Qiuqing's back and comforted him: "Mother, please forgive me and take care of yourself! Father's body has collapsed, and you must not let anything happen to you again, otherwise - I will definitely avenge my second brother's revenge! I will make Big Yagou pay for it with blood!"
"Mother——" Qi Yoyo crawled over on her knees, hugging Wan Qiuqing and Qi Changkong and crying. While crying, she asked with sobs: "Second brother, he——"
"We have a guest!" The shout of a guest in the yard interrupted Qi Yoyo's question.
Qi Changfeng stood up hurriedly. A guest came to express his condolences, and he needed to go to the front to pay tribute.
"Your second brother is dying. Go and see him for the last time." Wan Qiuqing took the initiative and said before Qi Yoyo could ask further questions.
"Woo--" Although Qi Yoyo was mentally prepared, when the words came out of Wan Qiuqing's mouth, she still felt like she was struck by lightning. She stood up tremblingly and said: "Mom, take me there quickly! "
The two of them just stood up to leave when Qi Changfeng came back from the front with an angry but helpless expression. He looked at Qi Yoyo and said with a bitter smile: "It's the three young ladies from the Tang family, the Yu family and the Xue family. I insist on letting you go out to pay tribute." , otherwise you will stand in front of the mourning hall and not leave, you see——"
The Tang family, the Yu family and the Xue family are the three major families in Yancheng. Not only did Qi Wuwei not want to be recruited and coerced by the three families, but he also supported the new family forces to fight against them. Therefore, the three major families have always been at odds with the city lord's mansion.
The two sides are constantly fighting overtly and covertly. The younger generations are so aware of it that they naturally regard each other as enemies, so they fight constantly on weekdays. They compare their cultivation, wealth, style, appearance, food, drink, and diarrhea. Anyway, they can compete. All have to compete with each other.
Qi Yoyo's reputation as the Beauty of the South resounds loudly in Yannan and Yanbei, and she really needs to be beautiful and talented. She can rely on her face to make a living, and she can also rely on her strength to speak. Therefore, since she was a child, she has dominated the younger generation of the three major families. Generation girl.
At this time, three ladies from the three families came to express their condolences and asked Qi Yoyo to respond by name. It was clear that they had bad intentions. Because according to local funeral customs, family members have to kneel down when answering the ceremony, but usually they kneel down and the guests will reach out to help them in time. But if the guests don’t reach out to help them, then they have to kneel down for real.
"What's the point of talking to them? They'll just get insulted." Wan Qiuqingxing said angrily, her eyes widened. She was so sophisticated that she knew immediately that the young ladies from the three families were full of evil, and she didn't want Qi Yoyo to be humiliated in front of the hall. .
Qi Changfeng was puzzled: "But in all practical matters, it is important to treat guests as guests when they come in. There is no reason to bombard guests in front of the mourning hall."
"Oh, who says there isn't? If I say there is, there will be." Wan Qiuqing said involuntarily.
Qi Yoyo patted Wan Qiuqing's hand to express comfort, wiped the tears on her face, and said: "No matter what purpose they came for, I am grateful to them for coming to see my second brother off today, so What’s wrong with being bullied by them?”
With that said, he walked out from behind the memorial shed and went to the front hall.
