Jia Qing was behind, barely able to follow my pace, and he reminded loudly: "Lingyun, be careful, the ground is smooth." ”

I staggered to my father's coffin, looking at my father's face surrounded by flowers, still so kind and amiable, I cried out in pain.

"Father, your unfilial daughter has come to see you, why don't you talk to me anymore?

Daddy, open your eyes and look at your good daughter, I promise that I will never be angry again, and I will never make your old man angry again.

Father, tell me who killed you, and if there is a spirit in heaven, you can give me a dream. ”

Lying on the coffin, I cried so much that the relatives and employees of the unit who were watching next to me were moved and came to persuade me.

"Lingyun, silly child, don't cry and break your body, you can't come back to life after death!"

"Silly boy, don't cry, let your father leave quietly, if you cry too much, he will be reluctant to leave here, and he will not be able to reincarnate normally." An older grandmother took my arm and lovingly persuaded me.

My eyes were already red and swollen from crying, but I still couldn't hold back my tears, and when I heard the persuasion of everyone, I stopped crying, but the sad emotions were still with me.

Jia Qing stood next to me, guarding me nervously, handing me tissues from time to time and asking me to wipe away the tears on my cheeks.

The memorial service is about to begin, and the hall is already full of family, friends, and company employees.

The master of ceremonies has already stood on the podium, ready to speak. Although the hall was still noisy, it was much quieter than just now.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from the crowd at the entrance of the hall.

"Let me go, let me in, I'm Mr. Ling's wife."

It was a high-pitched woman's voice, like the sound of tearing cloth, unpleasant and harsh, and soon it overshadowed all the noise and chaos.

The crowd at the door spontaneously dodged a path, and all eyes were on the woman who was screaming in unison.

"Mr. Xiao's wife? How is it possible, I remember that Lao Xiao's lover has died a long time ago? "Some older people heard the woman's shouting and whispered beside them.

"Hey, everyone, look, there is a little boy behind this woman, is Lao Xiao really secretly raising a room outside?"

With the sound of everyone's discussion, I couldn't help but be curious and surprised, and looked at the mother and son who were gradually coming to the door.

The woman who walked in front was wearing a black velvet cheongsam, and she also wore a white flower for remembrance on her chest, but there were two words written under the flower: wife, the woman's face did not see the slightest sadness, but it revealed a kind of unruliness and arrogance.

The little boy who walked behind her was about four or five years old, and he was very cute, but, forgiving my eyes, I really couldn't see any resemblance to his father.

"What's going on? I had never heard of my father having such a confidante during his lifetime, and that he had an heir. I was nervous, and I couldn't help but ask Jia Qing in a panic.

I know that when my father first came to the provincial capital to work hard, he was indeed entangled with a few women in the city, and for this reason, my mother's heart was like ashes, and she finally chose to leave with hatred.

But since my mother's death, my father seemed to have completely restrained himself in my hateful gaze, and I really never saw a woman in my home again.

I have the impression that my father rarely goes out to socialize with women outside of the business field.

What year and month is this? At this moment, this woman led a child to the mourning hall, what did she want to do?

My heart was troubled.

The woman who had already approached came to her father's coffin, regardless of her coy attitude, howling and crying, she beat the coffin, a handful of snot and tears: "Lao Xiao, you have no conscience, you left quietly, leaving our mother and mother so pitiful, if it weren't for watching the news, calling you for a long time and not replying, I really didn't know that you had such a big thing, you left, in the future, who will let our mother rely on in the future?"

You left, and you didn't even have time to leave me a last word, and today, I finally found out that it was your memorial service, so I rushed over with my child desperately.

Old Xiao, open your eyes and look at your precious son, look at how cute your son looks and how much he looks like you.

.....”

The woman's endless crying made the mourning hall chaotic, and relatives and colleagues from all over the company and friends from all walks of life suddenly fell through their glasses and looked at this scene in amazement, and all the sadness that originally hung on their faces was swept away, turning into curiosity and the novelty and excitement of watching the excitement.

"Oh, how does this end? This woman is here with a child to make trouble in the mourning hall, she shouldn't be here to share Lao Xiao's family property, right? ”

"Well, I think it's that in addition to dividing the family property, what else can you do, and now Lao Xiao's baby daughter can bear it."

...... All kinds of whispers, like irresistible spells, broke directly into my eardrums and pierced my heart.

Oh my God, this fair-skinned, bewitching-looking, fat-faced woman in front of me is coming to rob me of my property, what should I do? How to deal with it?

I was so frightened by the woman's random crying and the whispers of relatives and friends and the lively eyes that I was so frightened that my hands and feet were shaking, I looked at Jia Qing who was standing on the side for help, and said to him,

"Brother Qing, I hate this woman, whether she is a father's good friend or not, at this moment, I hope she can stay calm, at least something, wait for the memorial service to discuss."

"Don't be afraid, Ling Yun, with me here, I will help you deal with this matter properly." Jia Qing saw that I was nervous, so he looked at me fixedly and comforted me.

He hurried over to the howling woman, politely interrupting the other's sinister crying.

"This lady, you are here to attend the memorial service, the memorial service is about to start, please be quiet for a while, if there is anything, it will not be too late after the memorial service is held according to the process."

Jia Qing's words were neither soft nor hard, so that the woman who was crying stopped crying, she raised her head, looked at Jia Qing suspiciously, and asked, "You are the person in charge here?" I want to see Lao Xiao's daughter, and I have important matters to discuss with her.

Before my matter is resolved, this memorial service will be held smoothly. ”

The woman said defiantly.

Hearing that this unruly woman didn't care about disturbing her father's mourning hall, I already knew the purpose of her trip, this woman in front of me was definitely not a good stubble, she dragged a little boy here today, it was nothing more than acting for everyone and me to see.

I tried to calm my emotions, wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, walked quickly, and stood calmly in front of this woman.

"You look for me, I am Xiao Lingyun, Xiao Lingfeng's only daughter, who are you? I've never heard of you and haven't met you. ”

The woman looked at me in amazement, and then she looked me up and down from head to toe, and said, "Oh, it turns out that you are Lao Xiao's precious daughter, and today I can be regarded as the right person."

In the past, I often heard your father mention you in front of me, saying that you were smart, beautiful, and sensible, and that you went to work in a large state-owned enterprise at a young age.

Lingyun, look, this is your brother Haohao, whom you haven't met. ”

The fat powder woman pulled the timid little boy on the side in front of me, and said to the little boy with orders, "Haohao, call my sister quickly." ”

The little boy, encouraged by the woman, blinked his big eyes and cautiously called out, "Sister." ”

I didn't answer, just stared coldly at the woman in front of me.

"You say that he is my younger brother, forgive me for a while, it is difficult to accept, there is no evidence, how can it be proved that he is my own brother."

The woman seemed to come prepared, heard my question, and immediately burst into a triumphant laugh.

"Hey, I'll just say that the daughter of the old Xiao family is not a simple character, she really has a bright brain, like your father.

Don't worry, I'm not here to slander people, I said yes, that is.

I've already dragged your brother to a big hospital to do parent-child firmness, you see, I have full evidence, otherwise I wouldn't have come here to fool around. ”

As she spoke, the woman pulled out a document from the delicate kun bag she held in her left hand.

"Look, Miss Ling, this is a paternity certificate issued by a Zheng'er Eight Classics Appraisal Agency."

Jia Qing and everyone who were standing on the side were stunned when they heard this, and when I heard the news, I also felt like thunder and it was difficult to accept.

Damn father, has he always been raising women behind my back? Is everything he does in front of me an illusion?

I always thought that he had changed his ways, and forgot about the vixens who indirectly killed his mother, but I didn't expect that he secretly gave birth to his sons outside.

At this moment, I have chosen to believe the words of the woman in front of me, because of the other party's self-confidence and conclusive words and the evidence in his hand stamped with red seals.

Jia Qing took the appraisal certificate in the woman's hand for me and read it carefully.

His pair of heroic sword eyebrows were also locked together after seeing the paternity test.

I stepped forward, couldn't help but be curious, and took a closer look.

Unbelievable, my father's name and the child's name are recorded in black and white, and the identification certificate says that Xiao Lingfeng and Liu Meifeng are the biological parents of this Liu Haohao's child.

Pinching this thin piece of paternity certificate, my heart was mixed, and I felt extremely ashamed and ashamed.

The pain of losing his father, which had lingered in his heart just now, had now been reduced to boundless anger towards the man lying in the coffin.

Xiao Lingfei, the good things you have done, today is really embarrassing and thrown home, what should I do, in order to close the scene, in order to block the mouths of relatives and friends.