Looking at Shi Muqian's crying as he held the incense case, there was a strange silence in the mourning hall.

Su Baiwei's feelings about Shi Muqian are actually very complicated, on the one hand, during the marriage between her and Shi Yu, I have to admit that Shi Muqian and Cheng Qian are very friendly to her.

But she didn't know why, Shi Yu was very disgusted with the couple, probably because she loved the house and Wu, and hated the house and Wu, so Su Baiwei couldn't have a sincere affection for Shi Muqian and his wife.

Moreover, she didn't think that her father had any deep friendship with Shi Muqian, which deserved such tears as this nearly sixty-year-old man.

Just when Su Baiwei was hesitating whether to step forward to comfort her, Zhong Yuliang took the lead in stopping her and said, "You divorced Shi Yu, and your identity is a little embarrassing, I'll just go." ”

Su Baiwei hurriedly thanked him.

She helped Ruan Yun to sit aside, and then stood up and looked in Shi Muqian's direction again.

I don't know what Zhong Yuliang told him, Shi Muqian no longer cried bitterly, but patted Zhong Yuliang's shoulder and sighed: "You are a good brother who values love and righteousness, knowing that you help the Su family so much, you will also feel relieved under Chenghai Jiuquan." ”

Zhong Yuliang hurriedly supported Shi Muqian: "Mr. Shi has won the award, I have been friends with Cheng Hai for more than 20 years, and my brother is like this, he is now ...... Alas, how could I stand from the sidelines and watch. ”

The two of them were politely talking, and Gu Junyan walked in from outside.

He saw that the faces of the two were slightly gloomy, but they quickly returned to normal, and politely invited the two to sit on the bench outside the mourning hall.

Su Baiwei has been paying attention to this side, and naturally sees all the changes in Gu Junyan's expression. So when Gu Junyan came over, she quietly pulled Gu Junyan aside and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Shi Muqian?" ”

Gu Junyan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly, and said, "It's not Mr. Shi." ”

Su Baiwei's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Could it be Uncle Zhong?" ”

Gu Junyan didn't answer again, only rubbed her head and said softly: "Don't think about it so much, let's do my uncle's funeral first, we have time to investigate this matter." ”

Su Baiwei was even more puzzled by what he said, and wanted to ask again, but heard a commotion outside the mourning hall.

Su Bai was a little puzzled, and walked out with a step: "What's going on outside, what's going on, what's the mess." ”

Gu Junyan also frowned: "I was fine when I came in just now." ”

As they spoke, they had already walked outside the mourning hall.

Before leaving the mourning hall, Su Baiwei had already seen the guests gather in groups of three or five, pointing to a certain place and whispering.

She looked in the direction everyone was pointing, and when she saw the scene in front of her, her anger instantly burned her mind.

I saw that in the open space outside the mourning hall, a middle-aged woman wearing linen and filial piety, leading two seven or eight-year-old children was kneeling there.

This woman is naturally none other than Wang Qingzhi, the wife of Liu Liangzhu, the driver who caused the accident and killed Su Chenghai.

I don't know if this Wang Qingzhi got the guidance of a master, this time he ran over without making noise or making trouble, and actually led the two children to kneel far away outside the mourning hall.

Although it is only May, summer in Jiangcheng comes early, and the sun has already shown a spicy taste at this time. Listening to the meaning of Gu Jun's words, the three of them knelt here for a while, and the child's face was already flushed.

Su Baiwei looked at this scene, where is there still reason to speak of.

This woman came to the door again and again to provoke, and she really couldn't bear it anymore.

Su Bai ran to Wang Qingzhi in a few steps, picked her up, and shouted angrily: "What are you kneeling here for, do you want to block my father's funeral?" As she spoke, she pulled off the sackcloth on Wang Qingzhi's head and threw it to the ground, "Who are you and what qualifications do you have to give my father filial piety!" ”

Wang Qingzhi's eyes were swollen, and she was about to open her mouth to refute, but she didn't know what she remembered, she shrunk her neck, put on a aggrieved look, and said in a low voice: "Miss Su, we are sorry for Mr. Su, I just want to apologize to you, just let me kneel here, so that I can feel more at ease." ”

"You have peace of mind!" Su Baiwei threw the person to the ground, raised his foot and was about to kick it, "You are at ease, my father can't be at ease under Jiuquan!" ”

Gu Junyan also rushed over at this time, hugged Su Baiwei, and then pulled her into the mourning hall: "Weiwei, you calm down, calm down." ”

"How do you calm me down!" Su Bai struggled violently, and the whole person was in a state of almost madness, "I already told you clearly last time, we will not issue a letter of understanding, what do you mean by making trouble at my father's funeral!" Let me tell you, we will never issue a letter of understanding, your husband is in prison! ”

Gu Junyan suddenly felt bad when she heard her say this, and hurriedly covered her mouth and dragged the person inside, during which she didn't forget to tell Yang An, who rushed over: "You go and bring the mother and son in, don't let them make trouble outside, it's not good for us to spread it." ”

Yang An heard Su Baiwei's roar from afar, and he didn't understand what was going on. He walked to Wang Qingzhi's side and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Liu, let's go in and solve something, don't heat the child." ”

Who knew that Wang Qingzhi ignored him at all, pulled the child back a few steps, picked an unobstructed place, bent his knees, and knelt down again.

Yang Andong felt that his head was big, where did this woman learn this difficult kung fu.

He was thinking about how to get this Wang Qingzhi up on his own, when he felt someone blowing by his side like a gust of wind.

Before he could see clearly, he only heard a snap, and Su Baiwei slapped Wang Qingzhi firmly in the face.