Day 2.

Early morning.

The heavy snow outside the window finally stopped, the temperature turned back, and the sun was shining.

A city covered in snow.

It's like a shiny glow.

Beautiful.

Pure, spotless.

Ning Xuanyuan had not seen the snow scene in his hometown for more than ten years, so he pushed open the door, held Qin Qiu's jade hand, and began to stroll through the ice and snow world.

"Remember, that day you promised me that day, when it snows, we will walk the Anhe Bridge together?" Qin Qiutong asked with a red nose.

Anwa Bridge in front of Sky Castle.

It was his favorite place when he was a teenager.

Ten years have passed.

The bridge is still there, the scenery is there, it's just ......

"Let's wait until I'm done. Ning Xuanyuan promised.

Follow the schedule.

Today, I want to go back to Cao Zhen's hometown in the county to participate in the family banquet.

As soon as he finished speaking, a phone call came, Ning Xuanyuan glanced at it, it was a strange call, and he didn't hesitate, in front of Qin Qiu, he answered it.

'I heard you're back in Suzhou?'

A steady, magnetic voice came from there.

Ning Xuanyuan listened to the timbre, very unfamiliar, and couldn't guess who it was for a while.

Therefore, you can only wait for the other person to continue to speak.

'Heh, my father came all the way to your Cao family for a banquet, and you, as a junior, didn't take the initiative to visit you for a few days, did you think that you were out of breath, or what was going on?'

Ning Xuanyuan, Ning Xuanyuan, you are still the same as ten years ago, you have no respect for your elders, no superiors or subordinates. ’

Ning Xuanyuan pulled away his phone, and he seemed to guess who it was.

'Cao Kang?'

His contact information, his family has it, Cao Kang can make this call, Ning Xuanyuan is not surprised at all.

'Oh, do you remember my cousin?'

I thought that after more than ten years, when you came back from being a soldier, you should grow up and be sensible. ’

"Unexpectedly, it's still the same, my father, as an elder, personally stayed in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and you didn't show up for several days, did you put our family in your eyes?"

The tone is arrogant.

Xingshi asks for sin.

There is a posture of personally educating Ning Xuanyuan on how to behave.

Ning Xuanyuan smiled at Qin Qiu and replied lightly, "Actually, for many years, no one dared to speak to me in this tone. ’

Syllable.

He hung up the phone directly, his hands were so cold that he quickly grabbed Qin Qiu's face and rubbed it for a while.

Delicate, silky, full of collagen.

It's so warm.

"Ah...... , you are so bad, you froze me to death. ”

Qin Qiuhua's face was pale, and she slammed into Ning Xuanyuan with her head stiff, looking angry and aggrieved.

Ning Xuanyuan took advantage of the situation and hugged Qin Qiu.

Qin Qiu rubbed Ning Xuanyuan's chest and said curiously, "Who?"

"A self-righteous ......"

Ning Xuanyuan is used to being serious, and the education he has received since he was a child always reminds him that he should not speak rudely, so when it comes to vulgar remarks, he really doesn't know anything.

Even if he wanted to scold just now.

After pondering for a few seconds, two words came out, "Fool?"

Qin Qiu was amused by Ning Xuanyuan's appearance, and couldn't help but cover his mouth, and said angrily, "You are really an elm pimple, you can't scold anyone?"

Ning Xuanyuan squeezed his eyebrows and didn't care.

"I like you like this, humble and courteous, and above board. Qin Qiu suddenly praised it seriously.

Wandering around the neighborhood a few times.

Ning Xuanyuan first told Qingqing bitterly that he wanted to be obedient and listen to Aunt Qiu's words, and he would come back in two days.

Finally, it was to say goodbye to Qin Qiu.

Reluctantly, you and I are nong.

The little girl crossed her hands on her hips, looking like she couldn't see, I couldn't see the self-deception.

The van departs on time at nine o'clock.

Because of the heavy snow blocking the road, the speed on the road is not fast.

Ning Xuanyuan was extremely bored and read a few newspapers, and Yuan Shu suddenly said, "I'm about to pass through the Yihe Funeral Home." ”

"Funeral home?"

Yuan Shu didn't deliberately remind him, and Ning Xuanyuan almost forgot.

Today is the day when Yang Zi, the eldest son of the Yang family, was buried and sealed in the coffin, as Yang Zi's father, Yang Tai, did not organize the funeral with great fanfare this time.

Only relatives at home were notified.

Friends from the outside world do not need to be present.

Even if only relatives participated, as a thriving family, the population was quite large, not to mention, and it was responsible for maintaining the security of the site.

Say less about four or five hundred.

The van slowed down and made its way down Central Boulevard.

"The coffin was delivered?"

The other day.

He informed Yuan Shu to customize a coffin and give it to the Yang family to bury Yang Zi.

In fact, there is no need for him Ning Xuanyuan to repeat the order, since he has been notified, it will naturally be delivered on time.

Rumble!

It's rare to have a sunny day and the weather is not cold.

The Boxer funeral home has a solemn atmosphere.

At a glance, men, women, and children are all dressed in black, and at the same time close to their chests, there are small white flowers hanging to pay tribute to the deceased.

The loss of a child in middle age is a great misfortune in life.

At this moment, Yang Tai's true feelings were revealed, his pupils were full of sadness, and the mourning joy floating in mid-air surrounded him even made him in a trance for a while.

Weeping, festival lamentation.

Bowing.

Hitting Yang Tai's chest again and again, pain, indescribable grief.

A few days ago, the son who was still talking and laughing with himself and drinking and talking happily became a corpse in the blink of an eye, lying there coldly.

"If I don't take revenge, I swear not to be a man!"

Halfway through the memorial service, Yang Tai looked up at his son's portrait, word by word, gritted his teeth and promised.

However.

A huge roar suddenly silenced the audience.

Yang Tai narrowed his eyes and looked back at the spacious front door, only for a second, he was furious on the spot, "Who, who, who did it?"

Coffin.

At the time when the family surnamed Yang was in mourning, someone actually sent a coffin, didn't this stand on the head of his Yang Tai, do a great rebellion, and wantonly bully the Yang family?

"What's going on?

"What is wrong with my Yang family? Check, find out who did it, Lao Tzu wants him to be the initiator, and there is no place to bury him. ”

A group of Yang family members followed and scolded.

Hatred of the same enemy.

Furious.

"You're looking for death!"

Yang Tai bore the brunt of the attack, waved his big hand, and rushed to the main entrance with nearly 100 security guards, ready to take the lead in carrying the four people who arrived at the coffin, and cut them with a thousand knives.

Outside the funeral home.

The area is empty and rarely inhabited.

A commercial vehicle, at a rather slow pace, turned around the fork in the road and was ready to pass through the funeral parlor.

Yang Tai was murderous a second ago.

In the next second, his whole body was like an icy empowerment.

At the same time, four or five hundred pairs of eyes were the first to pay attention to the business vehicle that suddenly appeared in front of the gate.

Click!

The van is still advancing, but it has slowed down to negligible.

The rear window slowly opened, and a side face, from top to bottom, like the opening of a movie, gradually revealed the tip of the iceberg, and hundreds of people looked forward to it, but they were uneasy.

And after that.

A handsome, Xiao Yi face, with a sharp and breathtaking light, glanced at Yang Tai lightly.

Hiss!

Yang Tai lost his mind in an instant, and took a few big steps back.

By the time someone held him up, the rear window was closed.

"By car. Ning Xuanyuan said lightly, his speed increased, and he rode into the dust.

Hiss!

Yang Tai, who was still palpitating and stunned, wiped his forehead with his big hand, sweating into lines, sticky and cold.

This should.

It's their first time in head-to-head contact, right?

"Ning Xuanyuan!"

Yang Tai gritted his teeth with grief and indignation, full of bitterness, as Jiang Jinnan described, this young man was sharp and unconventional.