The heir of the reborn family

Qi Jingsheng met Qi Mingyong at the private space port of Qi's family on the first star of the Kylin Constellation. Qi Mingyong personally carried the freezer where An Hui was placed, and carried her to Qi's family to prepare for the coffin.

Because of the scuffle and death, An Hui's remains were very scary, almost grim. No one on the spaceship knew how to tidy up the remains, only a few elderly maids reluctantly helped to wipe off the blood.

The old servant who was in charge of offering sacrifices and funerals within the family came up to take a look, and was also a little shocked, but thinking about the scene at that time, he could understand a little bit.

During the whole process, Qi Jingsheng stood beside Qi Jingyan who was sleeping restlessly, and Qi Mingyong did most of the work himself.

The mortician who put on makeup and tidied up Anhui's body waited for him to tidy up Anhui's body. After a long time of tidying up tools, he finally said softly, "Mr. Qi, do you want to avoid it for a while?"

Qi Mingyong's eyes are clear, but everyone can see that his mental state is extremely poor.

Qi Jingsheng held his arm slightly and took him out, "Father, take a break, after getting off the space port, there are still many things at home."

Qi Mingyong pinched his brows hard, and followed Qi Jingsheng's strength to walk outside the room. The father and son stood silently for a while, then he suddenly said, "Jingsheng, I'm sorry for all these years."

He didn't stay at home for a long time all year round. He said they were husband and wife, but in fact he and An Hui were more like partners and comrades-in-arms. Especially when they were young, because of the pressure of childlessness, there was not much sweet love when they were young couples.

So it's not as painful as losing a loved one, but even the loss of a long-time friend, especially if he's getting older and sapped of energy, can be traumatic enough.

Qi Jingsheng didn't say a word, he really didn't know what to pick up. In the years he lived in his previous life, he didn't know much about the parents.

An Hui never liked to talk to him too much, and she sent some tonic soup with ulterior motives later, but also asked the housekeeper and maid to go, but Qi Mingyong, the chance to meet him was much less than this time.

It can be said that since he went to college, An Hui has devoted himself to isolating him from Qi Mingyong.

But Qi Mingyong, who was busy with work, didn't notice any of this.

From an emotional point of view, Qi Mingyong is unqualified whether he is a father or a husband.

...Qi Jingsheng in his previous life almost perfectly inherited his personality, so he self-righteously put his family first, and avoided rejecting his feelings for Shang Xiaohan at first.

Qi Mingyong sat down slowly while leaning on the back of the chair, sighed slowly, and withdrew the momentary expression of emotion, and he turned back into the decisive head of the Qi family, "Are you sure Qin Zishuang is dead?"

"The main artery was damaged, blood was splattered, and no rescue personnel arrived at the scene for at least 15 minutes later," Qi Jingsheng thought for a while, "Father thinks that she chose this time and this place by chance?"

Qi Mingyong hadn't thought about this question carefully before, but when he asked him now, many questions arose in an instant.

"The Beta transfer station is not a good place. There are garrisons in all directions, and the transportation to any constellation is very convenient. If you want to make a big event to attract the attention of the people of the empire, some are relatively remote stations that are far away from the garrison and the rescue is not timely. Find a Groups of thousands are easy."

Qi Jingsheng lowered his voice, "Besides, she purposely grabbed the mother out."

Qi Mingyong knew that there was something abnormal here, but he couldn't react, and his brain circuit wouldn't go to that at all.

Perhaps it was because his brain was too tired after the long journey, and after staring at Qi Jingsheng for a while, he suddenly realized, "Is this impossible?"

He didn't owe Qin Zishuang back then. Even if he lost control at first, strictly speaking, it was only ambiguous. He didn't make any promises. Instead, he made it clear that his marriage had to be considered before taking the initiative to distance himself. There are too many things, it is best not to start if you don't want to hurt others.

It's been a long time, and he can't even remember Qin Zishuang's expression after hearing those words. However, in the next thirty years, Qin Zishuang has not done any inappropriate behavior, so he thinks they are some old friends who are a little embarrassed. Can't be called an enemy.

"Mother is not an impulsive person," Qi Jingsheng raised his eyebrows, "Let me be honest, if Qin Zishuang hadn't insisted on her death, mother would have chosen to push me out, leaving herself and Jing Yan behind, instead of rushing out to hit a stone with a pebble... ..."

Qi Mingyong sighed again, he knew what An Hui had in mind for Qi Jingsheng, "You don't want to..."

"The deceased is gone," Qi Jingsheng interrupted him, "If you are willing to tell me a little secret, I am willing to listen to it, and I don't need to say more about the rest. If I have a grudge against her, I won't do this Do your best to take care of Kagahiko."

Qi Mingyong opened his mouth several times, but finally he didn't say anything. He patted the back of Qi Jingsheng's hand, "Thank you for your hard work."

This topic can't be discussed anymore, even if Qi Jingyan is fed with tranquilizing medicine, he must stick to Qi Jingsheng's life and death, and if he leaves the force field around him, he will wake up immediately.

At this moment, he cried a few times in his sleep from time to time. Qi Jingsheng touched his back and thought for a while, "Father, after the funeral is over, I want to go directly to Capital Star."

"School is about to start, the laboratory needs to be built, and there are still a lot of miscellaneous things to deal with." He paused, "It may not be suitable for Jing Yan to stay in Shenyuan, I will take him with me."

Qi Mingyong also saw that the youngest son was not in good condition. He had to support the family affairs, and no one else could rest assured. "Choosing the mother, doctor and husband carefully, thank you for your hard work."

An hour later, the mortician pushed out the coffin covered with a crystal lid, "Sir, Madam's remains have been sorted out, and we can leave."

Qi Mingyong stood up on his knees, supported the coffin, Qi Jingsheng embraced Qi Jingyan, and supported the other side. Several male servants in black carried the coffin to the aircraft, and slowly descended from the space port to Shenyuan.

In one day, only the green leaves remained in the Shen Garden, which should have been full of flowers in summer. The blooming flowers and flower buds were all pinched off.

Shen Can was dressed in black and greeted the door with two sons with white chests and white flowers. The expression on her face was well controlled, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and she looked mournful. String of teardrops.

Qi Jingchen and Qi Jingxi rushed up to meet them, bowed to Qi Mingyong now, and then stood behind Qi Mingyong and Qi Jingsheng one by one, supporting the coffin.

The open hall where the coffin was stopped was full of elders of the family, and they all stood at the door when they heard the sound, and the sound of sobbing rang out.

Xiao Jiu asked Qi Jingsheng suspiciously, "Looking at the analysis of facial muscle nerves, do some people really mean it?"

"An Hui's job as the mistress of the Qi family has always been handy, and she is considered very successful." Qi Jingsheng also recognized this, after all, the education he received since childhood.

"A person has many aspects, and my analysis is too single." Xiao Jiu began to record the scene. Funeral is also a kind of cultural life.

After the coffin was put away, maids came around and changed Qi Jingsheng and Qi Jingyan into filial piety clothes, and Qi Mingyong also changed clothes.

Although many ancient rules are still preserved, there is no need for a filial son to kneel. Qi Jingsheng hugged Qi Jingyan and stood quietly by the side with his head bowed. The first wave of mourning guests had already walked to the gate.

There was nothing unusual about the whole funeral. Qi Jingsheng was in good physical condition, and it was okay to stand with Qi Jingyan in his arms for a day. Qi Jingyan's ears were plugged with sound insulation devices, so he fell asleep completely during such a noisy day.

It was only when the body said goodbye the next day that he woke up to take a look.

No matter how many early education classes he has taken, the three-year-old child is still a little ignorant of the concept of life and death. He feels that something terrible has happened these days, so he must not leave his brother.

Seeing An Hui who was sleeping peacefully, he was a little puzzled, "Mom, why are you sleeping there?"

The surrounding female relatives couldn't help crying again, Qi Jingsheng kissed his forehead, "Well, she is very tired and needs to rest for a long time."

Qi Jingyan wanted to ask how long it was, but the atmosphere around him was too oppressive, and he didn't dare to open his mouth anymore. Better yet, the big hand on his back was very stable, which effectively eased his fear.

After seeing relatives and friends, the male servant came up, replaced the crystal coffin lid, and covered it with a heavy wooden one. Qi Mingyong silently stepped forward and hammered in the nails one by one.

The burly young man raised the coffin with a hey, and headed towards the family cemetery.

During this process, Qi Jingyan finally became nervous and went to bed when he was sleeping. Why did he have to put it in the black box?It's terrible, isn't it?

That knocking on the nails made him tremble nervously, but he couldn't express what was wrong and what to do, so he hugged Qi Jingsheng's neck sadly and cried hard.

It's just that there was a lot of mourning in the hall, no one cared about his crying, only Qi Jingsheng stuck to his tear-soaked little face, "Jing Yan is good, mom is just tired and needs to sleep longer, it's nice there, Not scary……"

When it was time to fill in the soil, Qi Jingsheng had no choice but to hug him away from a distance.

Everyone has seen Qi Jingyan's appearance a lot this day, and they know that he is really frightened. There are all clan members present, and no one accuses the dutiful son of not being in sight.

The sky began to lightly rain, and hundreds of black umbrellas bloomed above the family cemetery. The wailing gradually subsided, and Qi Mingyong was slowly walked down by several elders.

Qi Jingsheng went up to meet him, "Is father okay?"

Qi Mingyong nodded silently, as if he had aged several years.

Back in Shenyuan, everyone went home, Qi Jingsheng took Qi Jingyan to Chengxin Hall, just sat down, Li's wife followed in, "Master, all the accounts of the funeral need to be checked and signed, look at this..."

Qi Jingsheng wasn't very tired. He turned on his terminal, "Send it up? Are you okay?"

"Butler Liu, I'm sorry," Aunt Li sent him the email with the annotated accounts, "Uh, there is one more thing. Butler Liu said that she wants to resign after the settlement is completed. Let me check your tone."

"Resign?" Qi Jing smiled, "I'm really loyal to my old master."

If you have nothing on your mind, just resign and send an email directly to the relevant management department of Shenyuan. Qi Mingyong doesn't have the heart to deal with these things, and Chen Le, the outsider, will definitely agree. Why let Mrs. Li, who has always been suppressed by her, come over and ask something?