I've been losing horses since becoming a group favorite

She still remembered that Fu Yingwan had said before that Tang Xin had invited Mr. Li to the teacher's apprentice banquet in the capital, but Mr. Li declined because of something. Elder Li, who couldn't even be invited to the teacher's apprentice banquet in the capital, actually came to He Yunfang's funeral?
Is it He Yunfang's big face, or...?

Fu Yingwan didn't quite understand Cheng Xiurong's meaning: "Very good, Teacher Gu likes Xin'er very much, would you like to talk to her?"

Tang Xin was right next to Fu Yingwan. After seeing her gesture, she answered the phone obediently: "Grandma Fu?"

"Xin'er, the grandma of the Gao family is gone."

Tang Xin was a little surprised, but felt that it was expected: "There will be a seminar here soon, and the teacher said that those professors came to see my research."

Cheng Xiurong breathed a sigh of relief quietly, as if after comparing her own children with other people's children, she finally found out how her own children are better than the other's.

She nodded: "Study is the most important thing. Just let your parents come here, and you don't have to rush back."

Tang Xin hung up the phone, and when she noticed Fu Yingwan's gaze, she twitched the corners of her lips slightly, with some sadness in her eyes: "Grandma's health has always been poor, I knew it when I was in the hospital , but I didn't expect it to come so quickly."

Fu Yingwan remembered that during Tang Xin's internship, she once asserted that He Yunfang would not last long. At that time, the doctors said that Tang Xin didn't understand, but in the end, He Yunfang still disappeared.

It was just a matter of time. From this point of view, Tang Xin's original diagnosis was also correct.

She just didn't quite understand that He Yunfang was from the Gao family, and they had a close relationship with He Yunfang because of Mrs. Wei before, but now they can only be regarded as relatives who have been in touch again. A little old lady is also worthy of Cheng Xiurong. Make a special call to say something?
No matter how she thought about it, Fu Yingwan felt that there was something hidden here. Her phone vibrated, and she swiped open the lock screen. It was a message from Cheng Xiurong, which said: Wei Lao came to the funeral to express his condolences.

"Old Wei went to the funeral?"

Fu Yingwan couldn't hold back and yelled out. Tang Xin was taken aback, and suddenly raised her head to look at her. The sadness in her eyes disappeared instantly, and turned into surprise and disbelief.

She never let go of Wei Lao's attitude at the exchange meeting, and later worshiped Gu Yingfei as a teacher, and she looked very beautiful, but only Tang Xin knew how many midnight dreams, her heart felt like being pierced.

Gu Yingfei is her second best thing, she will only say that Teacher Gu is also very good when she comforts herself.

But everyone knows that number one is number one, and even if number two is great, it will always be number two.

So Tang Xin has been working hard, researching the prescription hard, studying with Gu Yingfei, even many times, it seems that she accidentally bypassed Wei Lao's research institute, just to create a chance encounter, and then let Wei Lao take a look , own strength and progress, maybe Wei Lao will change his mind and accept himself as a student.

But I didn't expect Mr. Wei to go to H City to attend He Yunfang's funeral?
Will Mr. Wei notice Gu Nian?
After all, He Yunfang treats Gu Nian so well.
If Elder Wei's attitude towards Gu Nian changes, her status will definitely be affected in the future.

Tang Xin's heart ached.

cemetery.

Cheng Xiurong and Tang Shaodong walked over after Mr. Li finished offering incense. Cheng Xiurong smiled and chatted with the two, and after thanking Mr. Li for taking care of Tang Xin, he said: "Old Wei, I really didn't expect to see you here , Xin'er went to the capital before to worship you as a teacher."

Old Li and Old Wei's eyes flicked across them lightly, and they only nodded slightly before turning their eyes away.

It was obvious that Gu Nian was from the Fu family, but Cheng Xiurong's mouth was actually Tang Xin.

Cheng Xiurong and Tang Shaodong were a little embarrassed, and what they didn't expect was that when Gao Wenjing came forward to thank Mr. Wei, although Mr. Wei's attitude could not be said to be close, he obviously relaxed a lot.

There was a commotion outside.

Several bodyguards blocked the door, confronting the people outside.

There were obviously two groups of people outside.

There are three people in one group, about 40 years old, with parted hair and thick black-rimmed glasses, looking like old school.

The other group of people looked much tougher, they were not very old, the average person was only about thirty, they were tall, and the leader had a scar on his face.

Everyone of the bodyguards was on the alert, and put their hands on their lower backs.

"We just want to ask Professor Chen's family about something, and we'll leave after we're done." The leading man with the scar looked at the movements of the bodyguards contemptuously, as if he didn't pay attention at all.

The old pedants seemed to be a little shocked when they saw this scene for the first time, but when they heard what the scarred man said, they also echoed and said: "I heard that it is Professor Chen's funeral."

Cheng Xiurong can be regarded as the highest seniority in the family members, and she should show up both emotionally and rationally. She walked out with Gao Yuanping, and asked them politely: "May I ask who you are?"

"We are from the capital." The old pedant also looked at Cheng Xiurong and Gao Yuanping, and they were very particular about their words.

Beijing?

A smile appeared on Cheng Xiurong's face: "Please come inside."

"People from the capital are not allowed to enter." The cold voice came faintly in the light rain, very soft but sharp.

When this voice came, the crowd automatically divided into a lane.

When they saw Gu Nian, those old scholars couldn't help being taken aback.

She was wearing a black filial piety dress, because she was drenched in the rain, her hair was stuck to her temples, her cold white skin was a little pale, her neck was long and slender, and some blue blood vessels could be seen faintly, her whole body was colder than the autumn rain For a few minutes, the chill in those brows and eyes seemed to seep into the bone marrow.

As for the man with the scar, the moment he saw Gu Nian, he narrowed his eyes, with a guard on his face that he didn't even realize.After realizing his own psychology, the man with the scar was also surprised for a moment. She was obviously just a little girl who was not yet an adult, but she actually gave him a sense of oppression the moment they met each other.

Gu Nian walked over and saw several men in black beside her. She raised her eyes and met the gaze of the man with the scar, and a flash of clarity flashed across her eyes: "Those who come from the border are not allowed to enter."

Cheng Xiurong frowned, and angrily said: "Nian Nian!"

After the subconscious reprimand, she realized what Gu Nian said just now, came from the border?

The word border is a little strange to Cheng Xiurong's cognition. She has mobilized her limited knowledge, and the only words that can be linked to border in her head are illegal activities such as smuggling and drug trafficking.

Cheng Xiurong was speechless.

She stared at the scar on the leading man's face, feeling a little thumping in her heart.

Seeing Cheng Xiurong's sudden lack of confidence, the man with the scar sneered. Cheng Xiurong saw his expression, and suddenly realized that the people around him could also see clearly. His ears suddenly became hot, and he panicked with embarrassment.

The people present were all human beings, and they knew very well what the scar man's sneer meant.

When Cheng Xiurong reprimanded Gu Nian, she put on the airs of an elder, she looked very arrogant, but when facing the borderless people who were not easy to mess with at first sight, she immediately put down her prestige.

But the funniest thing is that it is Gu Nian who will not give in to the man with the scar.

Then isn't this the nest.

The man with the scar carefully searched Gu Nian's information, and confirmed that there is no such person among the people he knows, so the coercion in his voice became stronger: "Little girl, you'd better get out of the way."

"If not."

The oppression in this voice made the man with the scar stunned for a moment, and he immediately turned his head to look over.

The crowd parted ways, and a group of people came over, and the one walking in the front was Huo Qiyan.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, the color was darker than usual due to the rain, with one hand in his pocket, his figure was tall and tall, every step seemed to be on the heart.

Huo Qiyan stood beside Gu Nian, when he looked up, those deep eyes seemed to be the ink color dyed by mountains and rivers, in this cemetery, it was as dark as the sky.

The man with the scar narrowed his eyes, and took a deep look at Huo Qiyan: "You want to intervene?"

"The border has become a little more active in the past two months."

Huo Qiyan's hair was stained with rain, and it was a little foggy, his voice was low, and he was aloof and pointed.

"That's what you said." The man with the scar turned pale, bowed his head and nodded, and waved his hand at the people behind, "Let's go."

Outside the crowd, something flashed quickly in Mo Ziran's eyes, and when he looked at Huo Qiyan again, he was a little more probing.

Although the old scholars didn't say anything, they were obviously relieved that those people had left, they turned to Huo Qiyan, and the leader was very respectful: "Third Master, I didn't expect to see you in such a small place. "

The person on the opposite side was about the same age as Huo Qiyan's father, but now they called him the third master, and Huo Qiyan was obviously used to this kind of address, and accepted it without changing his expression.

The old pedant wanted to say more, but the sound of brakes came from behind.

It's so lively today.

The cars are two black phantoms, the brand of Beijing.

The people who got out of the car were Fu Yingshen and Fu Jingxin, and three young people got out of the car behind them.

But judging from their stature, they are all one in a million.

It's just that one of the boys was wearing a mask, which blocked most of his face, and his smoky blue hair was very conspicuous, as if he was concerned about the occasion, he then took a black hat and pressed it on his head.

Cheng Xiurong's expression immediately became relieved, and she even stood up more confidently.

The old pedant obviously knew Fu Yingshen, he frowned: "Professor Fu is here."

"It's not just me, Elder Wei is here too." Fu Yingshen bowed slightly to Elder Wei who was standing at the end, and greeted politely.

Wei Lao nodded, still standing on crutches, his eyes half closed, as if he was not interested in this farce, but his assistant stood behind Gu Nian, and his attitude was already obvious.

The old pedant's complexion darkened. He originally thought that Mr. Huo was a businessman. If he had to deal with it again, there would be some improvement, but he didn't expect that Wei Lao and Fu Yingshen were involved here, who were also people in their circle.

"We'll visit another day." The old pedant was very decent from beginning to end, maintaining the decency of a cultural person.

After the two groups left, the cemetery became quiet again.

In front of everyone, Cheng Xiurong said with an elder's gesture: "Three Jins, it's rare for you four brothers to get together."