Song Guoxiang looked like he was ready to make such a big sacrifice, this kind of trick can deceive the little girl, but now it is Liu Lina who is sitting in front of him, and it is a woman who has suffered from him.

"Song Guoxiang, what you think of is not me and Xiaofang, but the sixty percent of the shares I just got, right?"

"Look at what you said, don't you know who I am?"

"I know too well, that's why I told you, guard your current family well, and your innocent children, don't do evil anymore!"

Liu Lina's words couldn't have been more obvious, but Song Guoxiang was fascinated, and said sincerely: "Xiao Na, I owe you and Xiao Fang too much, just give me a chance to make up for it, right?"

Liu Lina smiled coldly: "In the next life, life is about retribution, I think you will have the opportunity to compensate me in the next life." ”

Song Guoxiang still had to say something, Liu Lina had already gotten up and walked towards the door.

Song Guoxiang stood up boredly. followed Liu Lina out, but he was not reconciled to this.

In his opinion, since Mei Nansong's accident to the present, whether it is Liu Lina or Mei Hongsheng, they have all got what they deserve.

And Song Guoxiang, who has struggled all his life in Mei's Group, not only did the bamboo basket come to naught. A group of sworn friends in the past were excluded, and now they feel the pressure from Su Min again.

In addition, Mei Hongsheng became the assistant to the chairman and Wu Yiya became the director of the office, Song Guoxiang felt more and more that he had gradually been hollowed out, and it was only a matter of time before he was replaced, so he had to give it a go.

After returning to the office. He actually called Mei Fang, hoping that Mei Fang would be matched, and he wanted to talk to Lu Zhonghua.

Although Mei Fang didn't admit it in her mouth, after all, blood dissolves in water, and she still recognized this father in her heart, especially when she heard Song Guoxiang begging her, Mei Fang's heart was a little faintly tingling.

"Mr. Song, what do you want to talk to him?"

"Xiaofang, I heard your mother say that he wants to marry you, whether you admit it or not, I am your biological father after all, and when it comes to your life's events, I can't ignore it, right?"

Mei Fang hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything immediately.

"Xiaofang, you are an adult now, you should understand your father's hardship, your father didn't abandon you back then, but when your mother was pregnant with you, she didn't tell me......!

Mei Fang didn't want to hear about the past, she clearly remembered what her mother said to herself, when she was pregnant, Song Guoxiang meant that both of them were still young at that time, and the economic conditions were not good, and she hoped that Liu Lina would kill the child.

If it weren't for Mei Nansong to take over, Mei Fang would not have come to this world at all.

Mei Fang didn't dwell on this past, but interrupted him impatiently: "Okay, when are you going to see him?"

"Let's see when he's free, and if possible, it's best to make an appointment to talk outside to the teahouse. ”

"Then you wait for my call. ”

After Mei Fang hung up the phone, she immediately dialed Lu Zhonghua's number.

Lu Zhonghua no longer had a specific office, and when he came out of Su Min's office, he walked around the group again, and when he was about to go out, he received a call from Mei Fang.

"Xiaofang, is there something wrong?"

"Where are you now?"

"The group!"

"Oh, Mr. Song wants to talk to you. ”

"Now, okay, I'll go to his office. ”

"He means he wants to talk to you at the teahouse. ”

"Why?"

"Probably some kind of private matter. ”

Lu Zhonghua's first reaction was that Song Xiaoling said something to Song Guoxiang, so he immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call him when I go back." ”

"Zhonghua, he is my father anyway, although he can't interfere in our affairs, but I hope you are still polite to him. ”

"Don't worry, don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha. ”

"Well, bye-bye. ”

To be honest, Song Xiaoling is really a piece of Lu Zhonghua's heart.

Lu Zhonghua knows very well that he is Song Xiaoling's first love, at least Song Xiaoling thinks so. For her own sake, Song Xiaoling can be desperate.

Lu Zhonghua already has Mei Fang, and it is impossible to have any contact with Song Xiaoling for the purpose of marriage, and the revenge against Song Guoxiang does not include her.

Because of this, in the face of the infatuated Song Xiaoling, Lu Zhonghua really didn't know how to properly handle this relationship.

If Song Guoxiang was looking for him for Song Xiaoling, he would be willing to communicate with Song Guoxiang well.

Lu Zhonghua looked at the time, it was just about ten o'clock in the morning, and it was still early for lunch, so he was going to go to the big market to take a turn, and then ask Song Guoxiang to have lunch together.

At this time, Lin Yafeng was drinking tea at the window with a teacup, and when she saw Lu Zhonghua downstairs having nothing to do, she rolled her eyes, immediately put down the teacup, and took the elevator to the gate.

When Lu Zhonghua was about to open the door, Lin Yafeng hurriedly greeted him.

"Zhonghua, where are you going?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm going to go around. ”

"If you're all right, why don't you just drive me home? ”

Because they all work in the group, they don't go home for dinner at noon. Aunt Sun is now only responsible for two meals a day, morning and evening, and Lin Yafeng's children are also sent to her parents' house, and there is no one at home at noon.

Hearing that Lin Yafeng was going home, Lu Zhonghua was a little stunned.

Lin Yafeng explained with a smile: "According to what we say here, after a person dies. On the night of the first seven, I have to go back to press the bed, which is commonly known as the night of returning to the soul. Dad happened to be the seventh day today, and I don't seem to know much about the people in the family, so I'm going to go back and make arrangements. ”

When Lu Zhonghua was studying with the masters of Guoshu abroad, in addition to studying both inside and outside, he was interested in various Taoist spells. Including folk customs, I also have a little understanding.

He also knew the saying of the first seven soul nights, but because there were many things, he completely forgot about it, and when he saw that Lin Yafeng was able to think of this, his heart was full of gratitude.

"Alright, let's go back together. ”

In fact, everything that should be decorated at home is not worth it. Mei Nansong's portrait and everlasting lamp have been placed in the room where he slept before his death.

Lin Yafeng just made the bed he slept in neatly and made the sheets, and then came to the master bedroom and tidied up the sheets well.

Lu Zhonghua asked a little puzzled: "That room has been tidied up, why did you come to sort out the sheets in the master bedroom again?"

Lin Yafeng smiled: "Don't tell your mother about this." Otherwise she would have been scared to death. ”

"Why?"

"As the old saying goes, if your dad comes back tonight, he'll only sleep in this bed in the master bedroom, because it's the bed he's slept in all his life. ”

"Ah, then you're still making the bed in that little room look like the real thing?"

"That's to lie to your little mom. ”

Lu Zhonghua smiled awkwardly: "This ...... Why don't you just tell her if she's afraid? At night, let her sleep in Xiaofang's room, and I will sleep in the master bedroom here. ”

"What nonsense, the soul of a dead man comes back to find his own bed, and at the same time his wife to warm him, and only then can he find it? If he ascends to heaven, he will not forget his home and will also shelter his children and grandchildren. ”

Lu Zhonghua scratched the back of his head: "Sister-in-law, do you say this soul night is real or fake?"

Anyway, when my grandfather died, my grandmother said he had come back. Because of my grandmother's bed, the next morning I could see the traces of my grandfather sleeping. ”

Although Lu Zhonghua had learned these things, he had never encountered them after all, so he would be skeptical.

"By the way, Zhonghua, what did you just call me?"

"Sister-in-law. What's wrong?"

Lin Yafeng glanced at him meaningfully: "I haven't married your brother yet!"

Lu Zhonghua smiled slightly, he knew what Lin Yafeng meant, and remembered Liu Lina's advice, so he said, "Sister-in-law, I really want to talk to you about something." ”

"Okay, what do you say?"

"Let's talk as we go. ”

Two lonely men and widows stood on the edge of the big bed in the master bedroom, Lu Zhonghua felt more and more awkward, he hoped to be able to communicate with Lin Yafeng in the living room.

Lin Yafeng nodded, followed him out of the door, and when he just came to the staircase, he heard Mei Nansong sleeping in the small room before his death. There was a "click" sound.

Lin Yafeng was stunned, half of her was scared, and the other half was also deliberate.

I saw her holding Lu Zhonghua's arm, and asked very nervously: "It seems to be a voice from Dad's room, don't you have your father coming back early?"

"Why don't you wait here for a while, and I'll go over and have a look. ”

said. Lu Zhonghua was about to pull Lin Yafeng's hand away, but Lin Yafeng pulled his arm tighter: "I'd better go with you, with you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything." ”

Lin Yafeng trembled slightly and followed Lu Zhonghua into the room, and at a glance saw that the portrait of Mei Nansong nailed to the wall was crooked.

"Look, you...... Your father's portrait ......"

Lu Zhonghua walked over and took a look. There are two buckles behind one item, a total of two cement nails are ordered, and the one on the right is falling off, so the image is crooked.

Because Mei Hongsheng is the eldest son, the original portrait was brought back by him, and he also nailed it to the wall.

Lu Zhonghua had no choice but to straighten the portrait. Then he smashed the cement nail into it with his fist, and this time it was absolutely no problem.

Lin Yafeng breathed a long sigh of relief, then retracted her hand, and said with a crimson cheek: "I'm sorry!"

"It's fine. ”

When the two were about to walk out, they suddenly heard a "snap" again, and as soon as Lu Zhonghua turned around, Lin Yafeng suddenly hugged his neck and shouted: "Emma, what...... What the hell?"

Strange to say, Mei Nansong's portrait was nailed to the wall, and his spiritual seat was placed on a table, which was just below the wall, and there was no window behind it, so there was no problem of ventilation.

Lu Zhonghua nailed the portrait, but the candlesticks lit by the two fake candles fell down.

How is this possible?

Although the candlestick is made of plastic, it is still relatively heavy, and how can it fall down when there is no wind?

Lu Zhonghua was about to go over and help him up. Lin Yafeng put her arms around his neck and begged, "...... Hua, don't ...... Past. ”

"It's okay," Lu Zhonghua was about to break her hand: "You wait for a while, I'll go over and help you up." ”

Lin Yafeng hugged him tighter: "What, I...... I'd better go with you. ”

Lu Zhonghua was helpless. I had to reach out and wrap my arms around her waist, help her to walk to the spiritual position, and stretched out her hand to help the candlestick up, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind my head, and subconsciously looked back and saw that there was nothing behind me.

His movements when he turned around were too sensitive, and Lin Yafeng saw it in his eyes, and he was even more nervous.

"How...... What's wrong, China?"

"It's okay, let's go. ”

At this moment, there was a "click" sound from somewhere, so frightened that Lin Yafeng didn't even dare to turn her head back, hugged Lu Zhonghua's neck tightly, and asked almost lip-to-lip: "Emma, ...... again." What's wrong?"

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