I have to go to work tomorrow, it's almost the end of the year, it's the busiest time to do accounting, I am responsible for the company's tax declaration, and I am even more busy, looking at the flashing 02:22, I am a little worried, this time and again, I don't know when I can come back, and I have to get up early tomorrow......

Just thinking about it, the car lights suddenly lit up in front of him, and he shook his eyes, Shen Qiu panicked, why are there lights on the opposite side of the one-way street? The headlights were very bright, straight in the direction of the front of his car, dazzling, conditioned reflex, Shen Qiu lost the accelerator foot brake, and at the same time hit the steering wheel to the right, a tall Hummer brushed the side of the car and rushed over, narrowly avoided just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that there was a bald old monk standing in front of his car window, in the middle of the night, you don't stay in the temple, what are you doing standing in the middle of the road? I didn't have to think about it anymore, I reflexively stepped on the brakes, and hit the direction to the left with my hand, and the whole action was smooth, but I saw that the Audi car did not slow down at all, and it rushed through the road and crashed into the stone railing, and the stones flew up and smashed into the window, and the eight cylinders were really powerful! With a loud bang, sparks flew and a raging fire broke out on the barrier island in the middle of the road......

There was no one in the dark night, and no one saw a white light rising above the fire, flashing with a light that was more dazzling than the fire, and after a while, it turned into a meteor and disappeared into the sky. The rumbling fire was accompanied by the faint sound of the Buddha's trumpet.

The sound of a fire engine whistle sounded in the distance.

The next day, it was only nine o'clock, Liang Junxiong, who had just returned to the guest room from the swimming pool morning swim, received the bad news, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, thinking that there were still many classmates who had not left G City, he opened the WeChat group and wanted to throw the news into the chat group, but found that the classmates had already been talking about it, needless to say, they all said in the group immediately that they were already on the way to Jiang's house, and even some foreign classmates who had already set off and returned home left messages, saying that they were ready to turn around and come back immediately. And real-time positioning, marking his own trajectory, Liang Junxiong threw a sentence into the group: go out immediately, call the hotel to arrange a special car for yourself, open the wardrobe, change into a dull formal suit, and quickly rush to Jiang Zhenghui's house, even if you don't rush to Jiang Zhenghui, then Commander Shen hasn't been back for long...... Who doesn't know what to do?

When Liang Junxiong rushed to Jiang Zhenghui's single-family mansion in the most famous villa area in G City, Jiang Zhenghui's face was pale, talking to the people who came to mourn, and the classmates arrived before and after, Liang Junxiong was not the earliest, but saw that the old lady of the Jiang family was wearing a cheongsam with purple and red flowers on a black background, and the earrings and bracelets and jade pendants on her body were not pulled, and her face was like pink lipstick, she was a delicate old lady, but at this time it was so neat, which made people burp in their hearts.

Seeing this, Liang Junxiong's face was even more ugly than Jiang Junhui's, although he didn't know it.

The students led by Liang Junxiong were all gone, no need to say hello, they should have gone to the funeral home to offer incense first, but obviously the people who came to the funeral home were not ready, understand, the old classmates were stunned and rolled up their sleeves to help, estimating what they could do, and if no one cares about this matter at present, they all took over and reached out to take care of things.

The trade union of Shenqiu's unit also came, but after all, the unit is a unit, and it is impossible to call the shots of everything, this matter happened suddenly, and this funeral is also professional, not an ordinary thing, not that anyone can handle it, the Jiang family has not come back to their senses, and for a while it seems to have a thousand clues, and a few old local classmates quickly provoked the beam. The phone in my hand has not stopped, and all kinds of resources through each person's door have been put in place in a hurry......

The door of Jiang's house is open, all kinds of people come and go, Liang Junxiong is not a local, but a river dragon, and there is no good relationship to help, seeing a photo album on the coffee table in the living room, it is estimated that he is about to choose a photo to make a posthumous photo, so he walked over, this is completely competent.

"I'll go Chong Xian to take photos, come back soon, if you want to move a place, if you have an address, throw one in the group!"

The photos have been agreed, and the table is a few lengths drawn from the album, and the final one is a version of eight passport photos, and the passport photos cannot wear glasses and hair cannot cover the eyebrows...... So...... Everyone looked at each other, and Mrs. Jiang in the photo showed her forehead, and there was an obvious scar on the corner of her forehead, no wonder she had always been in the shape of Hou Liuhai...... The focus is not on this scar, but on appearance, the classmates who saw the photo looked at each other, this person is Xia Qing's twin sisters, it is really more similar than her own sisters, there are eighty percent similar, the only one, the person in the photo has a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are as gentle as water, definitely not like the strong woman who is in a hurry, and her eyes are like a torch revealing the wisdom and toughness that crushes everything......

The old classmates all know the roots, and when they saw this photo, a chill flashed in the big guy's heart...... Looking back at Jiang Zhenghui's gaze, he was a little unclear.

Liang Junxiong's heart was suddenly chaotic, it was too late to say anything at this time, Liang Junxiong came with the photo and walked towards Jiang Zhenghui, after all, it was his wife, and the widow needed to ask for her husband's consent. On Liang Junxiong's hand, Jiang Zhenghui glanced at the photo, Liang Junxiong was sure, just glanced at it, he couldn't guarantee whether he saw the photo clearly, so he nodded and agreed, Liang Junxiong lowered his eyes, took the negative bag, and prepared to enlarge the photo into a posthumous photo.

He didn't have a car in City G, so Jiang Zhenghui asked him to go directly to the garage to drive: "Junxiong, there's a car in the garage......"

"Good ......"

The strange expressions of the classmates Jiang Zhenghui shook if he hadn't seen it, and he couldn't see it at this time, because, at this juncture, Shen Qiu's mother's family came!

Everyone in the living room saw it, a majestic general outside the door strode with a powerful superior aura, the three stars on his shoulders were dazzling, and he was followed by a man wearing a black handmade suit.

There was no one without stars on the shoulders of the few soldiers who followed him, and his face was very cold. These should be Jiang Zhenghui's father-in-law's family, the deceased's mother's family. received bad news at four o'clock in the evening, and rushed from Beijing to G City before ten o'clock, which shows that the strength of the Shen family is extraordinary.

Jiang Zhenghui greeted the visitor who was walking into the living room with a sad face, and ran to the parents of his deceased wife with crystal tears in the corners of his eyes:

"Dad, Mom, brother, you're here! Xiaoqiu, she ......, "I couldn't cry when I spoke." The sad and sad bystanders saw it in their eyes, and the eyes of the soft-hearted female classmates turned red. Poor old schoolmate.

The classmates who witnessed the background of Shen Qiu's mother's family were secretly sorry. It's a pity...... This grade of *** can live like this, and it is also served!