"Ahh

Shi Yuyu screamed and hurriedly retreated.

Su Fengyun, who was standing behind her, was suddenly stepped on by her, gasping in pain.

"You dead girl, what are you yelling about!"

"Mom......" Shi Yu pointed to the box, her face pale.

Su Fengyun looked over at the same time as Shi Jianguo, and the faces of both of them became ugly.

This box, Shi Jianguo put it in the safe without even looking at it.

After all, Fang Rou is a generation of singers, and even if the jewelry she once wore was not real money, it would be worth a fortune when put it up for auction.

When Shi Yimo handed over the box to Shi Jianguo, there was a slight collision sound inside, and Shi Jianguo thought it was some jewelry, knick-knacks, video CDs and the like, but he didn't expect it......

In the box turned out to be Fang Rou's posthumous photo, as well as a small box of ashes.

The woman in the black-and-white photo has similar facial features to Shi Yimo, and the corners of her lips are slightly raised, as if to mock these people with bad intentions.

Su Fengyun broke out in a cold sweat and slammed the lid shut.

"What does she mean!" Su Fengyun's lips trembled, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Didn't you say that it was a very important relic?" What a valuable! ”

Shi Yuyu saw that there was nothing she wanted, and coupled with fear, she didn't want to stay in this room for a minute.

"Dad...... Mother...... It's too late, I have to go to the audition tomorrow, so I'll go back to sleep first. With that, she snatched the door and fled.

Shi Jianguo sat slumped on the sofa, looking at the box with a dull gaze.

Fang Rou has passed away until now, and he has not taken a good look at her posthumous photos. Every year's death day, he is either busy with work or on the way to work.

Seeing the familiar face of his deceased wife again, his heart was mixed.

The emotions that overturned the river and the sea were finally covered up by guilt, and he seemed to be a lot negligent about Shi Yimo.

"Let's talk about the score." Shi Jianguo picked up the box and was just about to leave, when his arm was grabbed by Su Fengyun.

"You're going to put her in the bedroom?" Su Fengyun looked at him incredulously, "She's here, how can you let me sleep!" ”

"Why can't you sleep?" Shi Jianguo said unhappily, "The photo is in the box and it is not put out, what are you afraid of?" ”

"I'm afraid? You go and ask, who keeps an urn in their bedroom! Fang Rou's things are all kept by Shi Yimo, and she holds all the valuable things, this worthless broken thing, just put it here with me? ”

"This is the most precious thing for Yimo!" Shi Jianguo finally said a word.

Su Fengyun's face turned pale, "I knew that you loved Fang Rou more than me!" Yes, how can I compare a living person with a dead person, she can make money for you, I will only spend your money......"

"Don't mess around, let the kids hear the joke!"

"I'm messing around? I follow you without a name or a point, and I still follow you when I am scolded by Xiaosan! When you accompanied Fang Rou to give birth in the hospital, I was alone in the countryside waiting for childbirth

！ My youth has been given to you, what about you, you still think about Fang Rou in your heart! ”

The more Su Fengyun spoke, the more excited she became, and grabbed a fruit knife.

"Is it that when I die, you will feel guilty about me and miss me?"

"Put it down, I'll let you put the knife down!" Shi Jianguo dropped the box and snatched the knife in Su Fengyun's hand.

"Don't stop me, let me ......die," Su Fengyun yelled, but he was reluctant to hurt himself.

Shi Jianguo had no choice but to grab her wrist and compromise, "Okay, okay, the box is still in Yimo, okay!" ”

"You said it! I didn't force you! Su Fengyun loosened the fruit knife, "That leisurely thing ......"

"I'll figure it out."

"What's the solution?"

Shi Jianguo pulled Su Fengyun to sit on the sofa and sighed, "There should be Fang Rou's image record in the company, I'll find it for Youyou." ”