Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

"You should know that the area close to the inner city is so large, and the houses are relatively crowded. This is already considered the best. It is so close to the housing authority, and absolutely no one dares to make trouble."

Yin Shisan wasn't quite sure, so he asked, "Otherwise, let's take a look again?"

Without waiting for Feng Ce to express his position, Mr. Feng waved his hand and said, "No, I think it's good here." As he said, he also started planning, "A wicker chair in the study, a wardrobe in the bedroom, and how can there be no bathtub in the washing area?" Woolen cloth?"

Wen Qi and Feng Ce looked at each other and had no choice but to compromise, for the sake of the old man's safety and not to ruin his happiness.

"You can buy these if you have the money!" Yin Shisan was relieved and said enthusiastically: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll take you to the market, okay?"

The market is located on the central street of the outer city. It is a thousand-meter-long spacious street, including shops on both sides. Everything you want to buy can be found here.

Less than halfway through the shopping, they had all the supplies for their new house. After bringing it back to the house, I put it together a little bit. The house that originally looked unsatisfactory felt like home inexplicably.

Mr. Feng was really satisfied this time. He nodded and said yes, and then looked at Feng Ce and Wen Qi, "I also have a place to stay, and Yin Shisan will take care of me. You don't have to worry, just go back."

Feng Ce and Wen Qi originally planned to stay for a meal before leaving, but Mr. Feng was worried that their health would be damaged if they stayed in the underworld for a long time, so he drove them away.

Helpless, Feng Ce left a sum of money to Mr. Feng before leaving, "You can buy whatever you want. We will visit you often."

Mr. Feng smiled and waved goodbye to them. When the two of them turned around and left, he couldn't help but sigh.

Yin Shisan rolled his eyes when he saw this, and he came closer and whispered: "Master, can you play mahjong? There is a mahjong parlor nearby. Can I take you around?"

Mr. Feng's eyes lit up, "Let's go!"

On the other side, Wen Qi and Feng Ce returned to the Feng family, entered their bodies skillfully, opened their eyes and started moving.

After all, they had only been away for a few hours, and it was now just before one o'clock in the morning.

Wen Qi rubbed her stomach and said, "I'm hungry." If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, being hungry is the inevitable result.

"Go down and see if there's anything to eat." Feng Ce said, "If not, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

Wen Qi followed Feng Ce downstairs like a little tail, and was surprised to find Feng Xiao sitting in the living room drinking alone.

"Back?" Feng Xiao was not surprised to see them. "Grandpa, have you settled down?"

Feng Ce nodded, frowned and said, "Drink less."

Feng Xiao lowered his eyes slightly and couldn't see his expression clearly, "I know, I have to hold a funeral for grandpa tomorrow. I just have a drink, I feel uncomfortable."

Wen Qi blinked and asked, "Would you like something to eat? Feng Ce said he wanted to cook noodles."

Feng Ce, who was walking in front, paused and turned his head to look over.

Wen Qi suddenly showed a sweet smile and whispered: "Take care of my brother." Feng Xiao was not like them. He could go to the underworld to visit his grandfather at any time. It felt like he had settled in a distant place. Both parties knew that they would see each other again. Chance.

But for Feng Xiao, he would never see his grandfather again who despised him on his lips, but missed him the most in his heart.

Feng Ce didn't say anything and turned around and went to the kitchen.

Feng Xiao seemed to be a little drunk, and said "Ah" before saying: "I want some noodles, thank you, brother."

Wen Qi shook her head, sat on the sofa and chatted with Feng Xiao for a while, taking the unfinished wine from him.

Feng Xiao couldn't help but protest, "Sister-in-law, I'm really not drunk."

Wen Qi rolled her eyes, "You can't drink even if you're not drunk. I'm afraid you won't be able to get up tomorrow and it will delay things."

Feng Xiao didn't know if he heard it, but he didn't want it anymore. He closed his eyes and lay on the back of the sofa without moving.

After a while, Zhang Zhenyan came down, pointed at Feng Xiao, and asked silently: "Asleep?"

Wen Qi was not sure either and shrugged to express that she didn't know.

Zhang Zhenyan walked behind the sofa, touched Feng Xiao's face, and muttered dissatisfied, "Why did you drink so much?"

Feng Xiao regained his composure for a second and reiterated, "I'm not drunk."

Zhang Zhenyan didn't want to talk to him, so she walked to sit next to Wen Qi and sighed, "It smells so good. Brother's craftsmanship is really good."

Wen Qi smiled, "He's cooking noodles. Do you want some?"

Zhang Zhenyan rubbed her belly, shook her head and said: "Forget it, eating noodles in the middle of the night is the easiest way to gain weight." In order to divert attention, she took the initiative to talk about what happened after they went to the underworld, "Grandpa has been sent to the funeral parlor, the Feng family The side branches have also been notified, and we will go to the funeral home together tomorrow to send grandpa on his last journey."

"The memorial service will be held the day after tomorrow." Zhang Zhenyan said: "The venue will be at the old house in the east of the city. There is a courtyard over there. Someone will come to arrange it tomorrow. We can take a look after returning from the funeral parlor."

Wen Qi nodded, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Zhenyan waved her hand, "What's so hard about this? We can't help with the things below, so we can't just wait for you to come back to handle the things above. It's just that we don't have experience, so we're afraid we can't do it well. Sister-in-law, you can go there tomorrow. Take a good look.”

Wen Qi smiled reassuringly, "Okay, don't worry, it's not much different."

After eating noodles, the four of them went back to their rooms to wash up and rest.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the four of them, all dressed in black, took Yangyang to the funeral parlor.

Even though all the people from the Feng family's branches had arrived, many people couldn't react. It had only been a few days since the birthday banquet. How could this person just disappear?

Even now, I still can't grasp it clearly.

Just as Mr. Feng was about to be put into the furnace for cremation, a group of people rushed in from outside. The first few were wearing uniform black suits, they should be people from the Feng family branch, and the ones behind were uniformed policemen.

Feng Ce's face was so cold that it was about to freeze, "If you have anything else to do, wait until the ceremony is over."

"No!" said one of the young men from the side branch: "We suspect that there is something fishy about Grandpa Zu's death, and an autopsy is required!"

Hearing this, Feng Ce's expression became even more ugly. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the man who spoke, and said in a deep voice: "Who gave you the confidence to act recklessly at my grandpa's farewell ceremony? Get out!"

The young man couldn't help but wince, and an uncontrollable fear arose in his heart. But when he thought about the benefits he would get when the matter was completed, he still frowned and said: "I think you have a guilty conscience! Grandpa, maybe you are the one who harmed me." dead!"

"Fuck you!" Feng Xiao took a step forward and raised his hand to hit someone, but was stopped by the police behind him.

The young man was emboldened and yelled: "They are guilty! They have the ability to let Grandpa undergo an autopsy! We have the right to know the truth!"

"Check your mother!" Feng Xiaoqi's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, "Whoever dares to touch my grandpa, I and the others will fight him tooth and nail!"

There are many branches of the Feng family, and some of them actually looked hesitant when they saw this.

Feng Ce took in all this and asked coldly: "Besides this idiot, does anyone else agree with the autopsy?"