The Cui family master was stunned, and after a while, he looked at Jiang Xingmeng with a somewhat complicated expression: "Palace...... You don't have to be serious. ”

Jiang Xingmeng shook his head: "You don't have to say more, this matter is not without a solution." ”

The two talked casually, and then went all the way back to Cui's house.

Jiang Ci and Xie Buhui were still silent, but when they saw that Jiang Xingmeng was back, they both breathed a sigh of relief, which could be regarded as breaking the embarrassment.

Jiang Ci still remembered the identity of Jiang Xingmeng's Seven Killing Stars in his heart, and he always felt uneasy, but now that he saw Jiang Xingmeng who was jumping around, he was a little more steady.

Xie Buhui glanced at Jiang Xingmeng and was a little satisfied: "The mood seems to be a little more complete." ”

Jiang Xingmeng bowed: "Let the master bother." ”

Xie Buhui said: "Don't bother. Now, you and Zigui hurry up and start casting for Nan Zhixiang. ”

Jiang Xingmeng, Jiang Ci: "......"

Jiang Ci looked at him left and right: "Senior uncle, don't you think that the progress of Mianmian's cultivation is a little slow?" ”

Jiang Xingmeng was a little anxious, for the first time she realized what it meant to lift a stone and shoot herself in the foot, and now she is forced to cast every day, and the data female worker is not used like this!

As soon as she heard Jiang Ci's excuse, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, I think my cultivation has had some problems recently." What exactly is the problem, this kind of problem, it is a big problem in itself, but what is the problem you want to say? That's a good question......"

Jiang Ci: "......"

Xie Buhui: "......"

Cui Family Master: "......"

What a nonsense literature, worthy of you, Jiang Xingmeng.

……

When Yu Qingge saw Yu Xiangjin, he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Some kind, some rejection - cordiality is naturally connected by blood, and the rejection is naturally that Yu Xiangjin's soul is no longer his father.

Yu Xiangjin was also a little embarrassed.

He originally wanted to come to Xianmen to have a better look and have more fun with Jiang Xingmeng, a fellow countryman, but he really didn't expect that the original eldest child was also there.

An Jingzhi is a little normal - after living for so many years, what wind and waves has she never seen?

Isn't it just that the dead Taoist has come back to life, and the core has been replaced?

How big of a deal can it be.

Yu Qingge stared at Yu Xiangjin deadly, wanting to speak and stopping.

When Yu Xiangjin died, he was already five years old, and he was naturally impressed by his father, and he almost called out "Dad" when he looked at this familiar face.

Yu Xiangjin quickly eased up, he maintained a safe social distance, and smiled politely at Yu Qingge: "You are Xiao Jiang's senior brother Yu Qingge, right?" ”

Yu Qingge stiffened and nodded.

Yu Xiangjin also felt embarrassed: "What, I'll go take a nap first, and you mother and son will talk first." ”

With that, he fled and left.

Yu Qingge looked at An Jingzhi and frowned: "Auntie, this ......"

An Jingzhi sighed: "He's a fool now, don't worry about it, it's your father's shell." But ......"

After a pause, she spoke with a complicated expression and lowered her voice: "...... But I always felt that your dad wasn't really dead. ”

Yu Qingge was stunned.

Although he loves his father very much, and he doesn't want his father to really die, but now that this is the case, how can Daddy still be alive?

He only thought that An Jingzhi was overthinking and had some delusions, so he didn't ask more, just patted his mother's back and comforted: "A-Niang, do you want to sleep for a while and rest?" ”

An Jingzhi also knew that his words sounded a little ridiculous, I am afraid that he is indeed tired and needs to take a good rest.

Yu Qingge settled An Jingzhi, hesitated for a moment, and went to contact Nan Zhixiang: [I want to ask you something. 】

He didn't expect Nan Zhixiang to reply to him, after all, Nan Zhixiang was still in the big factory, and he couldn't even touch the communication card.

Who would have thought that as soon as he sent a message, Prime Minister Nan replied: [You still haven't slept so late? Say, what's the matter? 】

Yu Qingge was taken aback: [Aren't you going to be in the finals tomorrow? How can you still play the Messenger Card? 】

Nan Zhixiang was very calm: [Heh, no one can find a god stage playing with a communication card. 】

Yu Qingge: [...... All right. yes, you know, my dad died. 】

Nan Zhixiang: "......??? ”

He had a question mark: "Well, your father is dead, and I don't know when my father will die. 】

Yu Qingge was absent-minded, and said casually perfunctorily: [It's almost fast...... Listening to me, my aunt seemed to have some kind of hallucination, thinking that my father was still alive, and I was a little worried. 】

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I've been preparing a new article recently, so the update speed is a little slower ~ the day after tomorrow to resume the fourth day ~