Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital.

Around 9 o'clock

A lot of people came in an endless stream at the entrance and courtyard of Ji Zhai. There were many luxury cars parked around. The people who got out of the cars were all wearing black clothes.

Tang Junyao, Ji Hancheng, Yuan Shu, and Ji Hang stood in the mourning hall to receive the guests who came to express their condolences. As long as they came to see the old man, they all nodded politely and exchanged greetings.

The two little guys and Xiaoyouzi were arranged upstairs by Sister-in-law Zhang and Sister-in-law Ji to avoid making any noise.

Before the three little ones were arranged to go upstairs, Ji Hancheng had asked the three children to kneel in the mourning hall for 10 minutes. However, the twins knelt for the full time specified by their father and then got up. Only the little Youzi did not get up and asked for an additional half hour to kneel.

Ji Hancheng was shocked and satisfied by Xiao Youzi's move. He followed the child's decision and did not stop him. Xiao Youzi went upstairs only after kneeling for half an hour.

There are quite a few people coming to see the old man. The old man was a good man and kind to everyone, so naturally there are more people coming to see him.

During this period, the Yan family couple, the Lu family couple, all dignitaries and wealthy families in the imperial capital basically came to Ji Zhai to show their faces.

A young man carrying a schoolbag came in at the door, wearing a black sweater and a black hat. As soon as he stepped into the mourning hall, the young man took off his hat. Tang Junyao saw him and hurriedly stepped forward, "Isn't today Friday? Why are you back? Isn’t there going to be class today?”

The person who came was Tang Junyan, and he told the truth with red eyes, because Tang Junyao told him not to lie. He remembered it and kept remembering it, "Sister, I heard at school that Grandpa Ji was gone, so I asked for leave. Don’t worry, sister, I’ve prepared all the lessons that the teacher will teach today, so I won’t miss any homework.”

It was hard for Tang Junyao to say anything, so she helped him take off his schoolbag. This scene made the people who came to express their condolences begin to whisper about the relationship between the two. Tang Junyao and Tang Junyan seemed not to have seen it, and only did their own things.

"Go and give your Grandpa Ji a stick of incense." m.xiumЬ

Tang Junyan stepped forward obediently, lit three sticks of incense, knelt on the futon, and worshiped from the bottom of his heart. He was really grateful to Grandpa Ji. Grandpa Ji treated him like his own grandson every day in Ji's house. Take care of him everywhere, and occasionally teach him how to behave

Thinking of every day in Ji's house and every bit of Grandpa Ji, Tang Junyan shed tears unsatisfactorily. When he got up, he raised his hand to wipe the tears with the back of his hand, then took the schoolbag in Tang Junyao's hand and shouted politely Yuan Shu, Ji Hang, and Ji Hancheng finally said: "Uncle, aunt, brother-in-law, sister, I will go upstairs to watch Lele and the others."

Ji Hancheng patted Tang Junyan on the shoulder and said, "Go."

Upstairs, when Tang Junyan opened the door, he found that Xiaoyouzi was not there. There were only two nieces and Aunt Zhang inside. He glanced around and asked, "Where is Aunt Zhang Lele?"

Mrs. Zhang sighed, her eyes were red, showing that she had cried just now, "This child went to the old man's study alone to practice calligraphy. He is probably missing his great grandfather. Although this child Lele doesn't talk much, he actually understands everything. , knelt in the mourning hall for half an hour and then went to the study without saying a word. Like his father, he didn't like to tell others what he was thinking."

Hearing this, Tang Junyan put his schoolbag on the ground, "I'm going to see Lele and Hanhan. Xiaoyu, please be obedient. Uncle will be back later."

Ji Xinhan nodded obediently and answered aloud: "Well, okay." Ji Xinyu nodded but did not speak.

In the study room, Little Youzi has practiced a lot of calligraphy according to the method taught by her great-grandfather. The most written one is "Walk along well". When Tang Junyan came in, he saw a lot of paper placed on the corner of the table.

Little Youzi's calligraphy was taught by the old man step by step, so both the strokes and the strokes have the shadow of the old man's calligraphy. "Lele, grandma said you have been practicing for a long time, do you want to take a rest?"

Little Youzi picked up the writing brush again and knelt down straight on the chair where the old man often sat. "It's okay, uncle, go and do your work. Watch Hanhan and Xiaoyu for a while and don't let them go downstairs."

Originally, Tang Junyan planned to come to comfort Lele, but instead he was ordered by his nephew. He shook his head helplessly. There was no emotion on the little nephew's face. He was just practicing calligraphy calmly, as if nothing happened, but Tang Junyan knew that Lele was unhappy. , but he agreed, "Okay, then you can practice for a while, we are in the children's room."

Xiaoyouzi responded lightly, "Yeah."

Tang Junyan returned to the children's room and shook his head helplessly at Mrs. Zhang. Mrs. Zhang had already guessed the result, "It's okay, let him practice. He misses his great grandfather in his own way."

Downstairs, Ji Hancheng and Tang Junyao were answering the phone in one corner with the loudspeaker on. The call was from Shen Muyun and Lan Chumu, saying they were coming the day after tomorrow because Xixi could graduate early and planned to wait for Xixi to complete the procedures. Come together so that Xixi can wait in the imperial capital to give birth.

Ji Hancheng told Lan Chumu not to worry, and to arrange Xixi's studies first. Besides, Xixi was still pregnant. Lan Chumu said that the deceased was the most important person, but since the old man had time for the funeral, he would come the day after tomorrow, otherwise he would have to come first.

After talking for about 10 minutes, he hung up the phone. Ji Hancheng said that he would arrange for someone to pick up the phone. Lan Chumu said that Han Yue would go to Lancheng tomorrow, so that he could handle the old man's funeral affairs with peace of mind.

The shady curtain has been drawn, and Ji's house is like daytime, bustling with activity. The three mahjong tables arranged by Ji Hancheng are all full of people.

Su Xue, Han Guoguo, Yan Feifei, and Xu Mingkai gathered together at a table, while Tang Junyao sat next to Su Xue and watched.

After the three children knelt in the mourning hall, Ji Hancheng arranged for Yuan Shu to take the three children to bed. Zhang's sister-in-law had undergone surgery, and Tang Junyao naturally did not allow her to come down. She only offered incense to the old man and was arranged upstairs.

Sitting at another mahjong table were Han Yue, Lu Jinnan, Yan Zhun, Su Yu, and Ji Hancheng, who were wandering around behind several tables with nothing to do. Occasionally, they had no chance to offer incense to their grandfather. Ji Hang stood beside the elders. Looking behind the table

The last table was occupied by Father Lu, Father Su, Father Han and Father Yan. The elders were at the table. Mother Han sat quietly beside Father Han. The old man’s funeral hall was very lively, with constant laughter. Maybe this was That's the effect the old man wanted, right?

Father Han raised his hand to stop Father Su from grabbing the cards, "Wait a minute, Sister Lu, please help me see if I can push."

Mother Han stretched out her hand and arranged the mahjong tiles for him. They were immediately clear and reminded: "This is the technique. Don't mess up the tiles. Arrange them in order."

"Aren't I afraid that Lao Yan will guess the cards?" Han's father pushed the cards down, and Yan's father defended, "I have no time to guess what your cards are for, I'm so stupid."

Ji Hang stood behind and saw clearly that Yan's father had already guessed Han's father's card even if he was guessing it. He had always held Han's father's lake card in his hand, and he had demolished all the tricks. I didn’t type that one, but Ji Hang wouldn’t say this, so he just watched quietly.

The other table was even more lively and very lively. People who didn’t know thought that it wasn’t because the old man was gone, but whose family was getting married. Maybe the Ji family was the first family to make a funeral as lively as a wedding.

Han Guoguo complained: "Xu Mingkai, do you know how to shoot? Why do you keep firing? I have followed you for several rounds."

Lu Jinnan from the other table interrupted, "Old Xu, I suspect that the little money you won in the early morning is not enough to stuff your teeth at night."

Han Yue played a card and looked at the three women's drama with a half-smile. Only Xu Mingkai, a rare animal, was scratching his head and said, "No doubt, I won't even have any pants anymore."

Cards are a bit mysterious. If you play with three women, you will lose nine times out of ten. I can't hold it down at all. I can't hold it down at all.

The three women took turns. Xu Mingkai was only responsible for giving money. He looked at his subordinates losing money and doubting their lives. Yaoyao's best friend won money and couldn't find a home. Ji Hancheng stood behind Xu Mingkai and patted his shoulder, "Don't Don’t panic, I’ll carry it for you, so you can fight with confidence.”

Su Xue: "Hongzhong, what are you afraid of with Master Ji taking care of you? Let's beat him. It seems that grandpa is quite doting on the three of us." The little mouth grinned to the back of the ear.

Obviously several people have given incense to Grandpa Ji, but why does Grandpa Ji also favor girls over boys and not bless him at all? Losing money is a small thing, losing to three women, losing his pants is a black history.

Han Guoguo picked up a card and waved it in the air with deliberate movements, "Don't panic if something happens to you, grandpa will bless you." Then she opened it little by little and squinted at it, "Oh my god, grandpa, you are so awesome, touch yourself." It’s spicy.”

Everyone looked at Han Guoguo. Mother Han was startled by her daughter, "..."

Feeling the hot gaze, Han Guoguo curled up in embarrassment, smiled, waved her hand, picked up a card, and explained: "I'm excited, I'm excited. The main thing is that the little girl has never seen touching herself, so she's being careless. You continue. You guys continue."

Yan Feifei: "You are so excited when you feel it. Why are you so excited? Xu Mingkai is not even excited. People who pay money are not excited. You are so excited when you receive money. It makes people feel uncomfortable."

Han Guoguo was so arrogant that she said in a different voice: "What the little girl said makes sense. Assistant Xu is sorry if I mess with you secretly next time. Please give me the money."

Xu Mingkai: "..." Can you speak normally? I will never play cards with a woman again.

Tang Junyao inexplicably felt that Xu Mingkai was so pitiful. Maybe after his grandfather’s funeral, Xu Mingkai had a shadow over playing cards.

Ji Hancheng stood behind Han Yue. This guy had good luck at night. It was basically him and Su Yu who played the cards all night, and these two people played cards calmly.

Ji Hancheng, who was standing behind Han Yue, said, looking at the cards in Han Yue's hand, "What time will I go to Blue City tomorrow? If it's early, you can go back early."

Hearing this, Lu Jinnan paused while holding the cards, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You are going to Blue City. Why are you going to Blue City when there is no holiday during the New Year or the holidays?"

Han Yue glanced at him and said, "You are sick."

Lu Jinnan answered, "You have medicine."

Han Yue didn't even bother to talk to him. When did he go to Blue City to celebrate the New Year? He was crazy. He was there to see his wife, not to play.

"Let's start at 9 o'clock." Han Yue played a card, not giving Lu Jinnan a chance to take the card, and was scolded by Lu Jinnan again.

Yan Zhun complained, "You said you are almost a trapeze artist. You have to fly several times a year. As for finding someone from abroad?"

"I do." Han Yue glanced at the ignorant Yan Zhun coldly. No wonder there is really no reason to be single.

Han Guoguo, who had a keen ear, was helping her brother at another table and replied to Yan Zhun, "If you are so enlightened, why don't you just find a neighbor and save yourself the trouble of getting married."

Yan Feifei agreed, "This is not bad. Brother, I think Guoguo's idea is a good one."

Yan Zhun didn't even raise his head and said in a nonchalant manner: "Yes, you can come. I'm fine by myself. Surgery is no better than falling in love."

"Indeed, the operating table is indeed more comfortable for you when you are living, old, sick and dying." Han Yue answered with a venomous mouth and said again: "If you are in a wheelchair, there may not be someone to push you."

"Go away, can you hope for me?" Yan Zhun was speechless. When did this style of painting turn to him?

Father Han at the other table shook his head, sighed, and criticized Father Yan, "Old Yan, your education is not good. You see, we Xixi are both twins. We must still want to marry the operating table. We have to talk. Oh, worry." Na."

Mother Han: "............" Just tell people what Xixi is doing, as if everyone doesn't know about the Xixi twins.

Yan's father: "If you can help him get married, I will call you brother from now on."

Father Han didn't dare to take this job, "I can't do this. I don't have a dating agency under my family. You'd better wait. Anyway, I can hold my grandchildren this year, either two grandchildren or two granddaughters." .”

Father Lu praised, "The probability of twins is very low."

"Yes, we Xixi have this gene. You can tell it just by looking at Yaoyao. Both sisters are twins." Father Han said happily.

Father Su just nodded and didn't say much. Mother Han stared at the cards, trying to block Father Han's rants.