"If no body is found, we will make a burial mound according to tradition."
Mr. Nan's face gradually distorted, revealing a look of pain.
The birth of little Xingxing was very disgraceful and affected her daughter's life.
But the child passed away, and all he could think about was her happily calling "Grandpa" and happily throwing herself into his arms, and tears gradually filled her eyes.
The woman looked at him and said, "Brother, Zhifeng can only be hospitalized now, and he can't even be found."
"Leave these things to me."
"As an aunt, I should do the same for her."
The woman who spoke was the second wife of the Nan family and Nan'an Liu's mother.
On the other side, the second master of the Nan family, Nan'anliu's father, answered: "Brother, please express my condolences."
"We all like this child Little Xingxing and feel sorry for her. She probably has no connection with our Nan family. Her existence... the eldest niece has also suffered a lot in these years."
The third aunt of the Nan family said directly and harshly: "He is a nemesis, and he has caused our family Zhifeng to become like this..."
"Stop saying a few words!" Third uncle stopped her in a deep voice, not letting her continue.
But it doesn't mean that he thinks Xiaoxing is innocent, he is just talking.
"What's so bad? I'm not wrong. If it weren't for her, our Zhifeng wouldn't be dragged down, and the Nan family would be better off..." San Gu muttered.
A few words from you and a word from me, all you have to do is say directly, Xiaoxing is a disaster star, it was she who ruined Nan Zhifeng, and now that she is dead, she deserves her life.
These words diluted some of Mr. Nan's love and longing for his granddaughter.
An old man from the side branch said: "This tomb is also needed. What is supposed to be done in name must still be done."
This child is Nan Zhifeng's heir. Being so unclear may affect the future distribution of property.
Once death is confirmed, the Nan family's money will not be divided.
Several other elders also responded:
"Yes, yes, fallen leaves return to their roots, and children must have a destination."
"Oh, what a pitiful child, he needs to be buried properly in our Nan family cemetery."
"I have to go to the temple later to offer incense to this child and accumulate merit for her so that she can find a good family in her next life."
"Sister-in-law, I'll go with you."
"I just bought a new set of clothes for little Xingxing, but I haven't had time to give them to her yet."
"My little granddaughter is still waiting to play with Little Star when she returns to China."
"..."
Second Mrs. Nan looked at everyone and said directly to Mr. Nan: "Brother, let's just say that, I will help with Little Xingxing's funeral."
"Looking back, I will discuss it with Zhifeng."
"In a moment, let Liu'er help find Nan Zhifeng."
Although Nan Zhifeng was said to be dying of illness, he still had to find him.
Fu Minzhao on the side answered the question hurriedly, with a guilty and distressed look on his face: "Dad, it's my fault. I'll go find someone right away, and I will definitely find Zhifeng."
He was really distressed and wanted to get her back.
In his plan, he wanted to drive Nan Zhifeng down and take control of the Nan clan.
But if Nan Zhifeng died, he would feel very sad.
Nan Zhifeng was a goddess who was out of reach of him before.
She is gifted and talented in antiques, elegant and noble, and beautiful and charming. She is the untouchable white moonlight in his heart.
Before, in order to control the Nan family and because he was afraid that Nan Zhifeng would find out about him and Nan'anliu, he couldn't care so much and didn't hesitate to get rid of her.
But now, she is sick and no longer a threat to him.
He hoped that she would live well and be his wife. He would let her be Mrs. Fu for the rest of her life and take good care of her.
Mr. Nan turned to look at him with anger on his face and trembling all over: "I can't even look down on anyone!"
"I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong!" Fu Minzhao lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "I will definitely get Zhifeng back and take good care of her."
Nan'anliu, who was sitting next to Mrs. Nan, couldn't help but glance at him.
Then he said, "Uncle, my cousin, it's hard to carry out many things in business like this."
"In the past few days, several important transactions have been delayed."
"Look at this..." She couldn't wait to take control of Nan's family: "The eldest cousin and the cousin-in-law are one and the same. How about we leave the transaction to the cousin-in-law first?"
The power is in Fu Minzhao's hands, and it can also be transferred to hers.
The oldest elder also spoke to Mr. Nan: "Old man, why don't we take this opportunity to divide our Nan family into a good family?"
"Bang!" The half-open door was violently pushed open, and the door panel banged with a clang.
"Are you so impatient that you want to take my place and carve up the Nan clan?" Nan Zhifeng led her daughter in, her tone was cold and solemn.
It turns out that except for Fu Minzhao and Nan Anliu, a pair of scumbag men and evil women, the Nan family are all a bunch of ignorant white-eyed wolves.
All these years, these people have been supported by her.
Now, everyone only regards the Nan family as a piece of fat meat, and they can't wait to carve it up on the spot.
Her heart was extremely cold, her aura was powerful, domineering and cold.
Little Xingxing and she were indeed mother and daughter, and their demeanor and aura were almost the same.
It's just that Little Xingxing is only a five-year-old child, but the little girl's smile and words are extremely lethal.
She said with a smile: "Thank you so much, Ertangmai, for being so kind and organizing my funeral."
"There is no need to organize my funeral."
"But don't worry, I will make your funeral and your whole family's funeral a smooth one."
"Invite all your relatives and friends to dance on your grave."
Nan'anliu also has an older brother, and his brother, sister-in-law, and their two children are both here at this time.
A neat family, all here.
After hearing what Little Xingxing said, his face was all expressionless.
Nan'an Liu suddenly stood up, his pupils were shaking, his facial features were cracked, he couldn't believe it: "Nan Xingchen?"
Next to her, Mrs. Nan Er, was so frightened that she stood up.
Even Fu Minzhao stood up holding his tie, staring at Nan Zhifeng and his daughter in disbelief.
Nan Zhifeng is wearing a long black dress. She is elegant and elegant. Her slim figure makes her even more graceful and graceful, as beautiful as a classical beauty in a painting.
She looked haggard, but her aura was strong and her breath was compelling.
Little Xingxing also lost a lot of weight, but in more than four months, she grew a lot taller.
After some experience outside, he seems to be a lot smarter and shrewder.
At such a young age, he already has a certain momentum.
how so? impossible!
For a while, they couldn't digest the news at all.
Mrs. Nan Er saw the uniformed policemen behind her and asked sharply: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
She knew that her daughter abducted Nan Xingchen and that they smuggled cultural relics. She also knew that her daughter and Fu Minzhao had a child abroad.
If the police get involved, it will be very detrimental to them.
Zhou Yi stepped forward and said with a righteous face: "We are here to handle the case."
Second Mrs. Nan pointed at him, not treating public officials as human beings at all, just like chasing away wild dogs: "Get out, get out! What kind of identity do you dare to enter my Nan residence?"
"And you, you, you," she pointed at Jiang Wu, Jiang Qingyue, and other police officers: "Everything, get out."
Jiang Wu stepped forward, stood in front of Zhou Yi, and faced Mrs. Nan. He looked superior to her but still innocent: "Our identities are indeed different from yours."
"Thirty years ago, you performed a striptease at the Crazy Horse Show, and you were so good at it."
"All your middle-aged bald, fat-bellied male fans are in France."
"You are also quite inspirational. After you made money, you packaged yourself up as a beautiful country lady, perfectly met Mr. Nan, and successfully married into a wealthy family."
"The sisters in your dance troupe are all jealous of you."
"Now, your legend is still spread in the Crazy Horse Show, and you are still a role model for them to strive for."
"Not only did you pretend to be a noble lady, you also packaged your old sister as a cultural relic expert and asked her to marry Uncle Nan."
"I like you. Uncle Nan does have a crush on you, my old sister."
"But his health is not good. He was diagnosed with heart failure a while ago and will not live for three years."
"You were afraid that he wouldn't have time to get the certificate with your old sisters, so you hinted that he was in poor health and needed someone to take care of him."
"If you marry your old sister and have her take care of you, Uncle Nan won't have to involve your daughter."
"Uncle Nan is tempted and is planning to get the certificate next month."
"I have to say that you are professionals when it comes to handling men."
Seeing that his daughter and granddaughter had returned safely, Uncle Nan, who was standing up shakily with his eyes red and holding on to the table, trembled and almost fell back.
Ah this——
His old face cannot be saved.
But fortunately, the wolf hasn't been lured into the house yet. Shouldn't he be happy?
