Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

Two days later, Mu Nanfeng returned to the imperial capital.

He was dressed in black, with a solemn arrogance between his brows.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Mu Nanfeng came to the hospital bed, holding the old man's callous hand, and his voice was low.

"Feng'er..." The old man looked behind Mu Nanfeng and confirmed that no one came in. He couldn't help expressing disappointment and grief.

The old man couldn't believe it, "Yan Yan... is she really... dead?"

Mu Nanfeng's expression was distraught, her deep eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, bottomless, and no trace of light could be seen.

He just remained silent.

The last glimmer of hope in Elder Mu's heart dissipated with Mu Nanfeng's return.

His lips trembled, "I... I really shouldn't have promised her to go to Iss... Blame me... Blame me..."

While talking, the old man slapped himself on the chest out of control, as if he was punishing himself.

"It's none of my grandfather's business. It would be fine if I insisted on accompany her in the first place. I have great responsibility for this matter. I am sorry for Yan'er and I am sorry for our children."

"Grandpa, I have brought Yan Yan's ashes back, and I have brought her home."

Seeing that Liu Yanru and Mu Beichen were both there, Mu Nanfeng showed it to them on purpose. Tears flowed from the corner of his eyes and he buried his head very low.

When Mu Beichen and Liu Yanru saw each other, don't mention how happy they were.

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Zhong walked in with an ashes and stood by the bed.

When Mr. Mu saw him, he almost passed by.

He cried and trembled all over, and kept chanting Xu Zhuocheng's name in his mouth.

When everyone saw it, they stepped forward to comfort them for a long time.

From that day on, the inside and outside of Tianlan Jinyuan had changed a different color, and it was lifeless.

All the servants were wearing white clothes. When the old man Mu was sad, he still supported this old bone to discuss with Mu Nanfeng how to arrange Xu Yan's affairs.

Finally, they decided to hold a funeral in Qingming.

On this day, Mu Nanfeng came to the pond.

As he expected, Mu Beichen was leisurely fishing here.

Mu Nanfeng walked over and looked at the fishing rod condescendingly.

He asked coldly: "The fish has been hooked, why don't you mention the fishing rod?"

Mu Beichen smiled sorrowfully, "Hanging makes it more interesting."

Mu Nanfeng let out a cold cry, and immediately changed his face, rushing to grab Mu Beichen by the collar and shouting, "Mu Beichen, you are so brave, you dare to attack Yan'er."

"Brother, what are you talking about? I have always had a good relationship with my sister-in-law, how could I harm her?" Mu Beichen pretended to be innocent, "Besides...the plane crash is such a big thing, can I control it? My brother is too bad. You can count on me."

Mu Beichen calmly pulled Mu Nanfeng's hand away from his collar. The moment his eyes met, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was deliberately provoking.

He adjusted his clothes calmly, his face raised a triumphant arc.

In this world, he can easily do what everyone likes, gain everyone's favor, and he can do things smoothly and smoothly in meeting people and talking nonsense.

He can have many personalities.

Well-behaved, cheerful, sensible, mature, young and ignorant.

However, only in front of Mu Nanfeng, he can be himself.

A deep, cold-blooded, vicious and treacherous Mu Beichen.

Mu Nanfeng should feel lucky.

Mu Nanfeng gritted his teeth, "I underestimated you after all."

"Brother, if I remember correctly, this is the first time you take the initiative to speak to me." Mu Beichen's memory is very good. Every time he had a hot face and a cold butt, Mu Nanfeng didn't like to pay attention to him. .

Sure enough, we still have to use some means, otherwise this man will always be that superior.

Mu Beichen is very satisfied with his performance today.

Although it was not stated clearly, the war between them had already begun.

When he stepped into the gate of Tianlan Jinyuan for the first time since his return, he and Mu Nanfeng were destined to be immortal.

He regarded this man as the greatest enemy in his life, and he was bound to fight to the end.

Mu Beichen leaned forward slightly, raised his head, and whispered in Mu Nanfeng's ear.

"I am very happy."

This "happy" is not because Mu Nanfeng took the initiative to speak to him.

But because I am happy to see Mu Nanfeng lose the person he loves most.

Killing Xu Yan was his first challenge to Mu Nanfeng.

Mu Nanfeng's eyes were sharp like an eagle, and he was very angry when facing his provocation, "Very well, you did a good job, Mu Beichen, let's wait and see."

After that, he turned around proudly, and even his hair had an overwhelmingly powerful aura.

Mu Beichen looked at the tall and upright figure and smiled evilly.

He muttered to himself in a low voice, "Okay, then wait and see."

Xu Yan is dead, Mu Nanfeng will definitely not give up like this, he wants to see, how will Mu Nanfeng deal with him?

Did you kill him? Or ruined him?

Mu Beichen really looked forward to it.

There is still a long time before the Qingming funeral. Father Mu ordered Xu Yan's "urn" to be placed in the Mu family's ancestral hall.

Every day, everyone goes to worship.

As an elder Liu Yanru was naturally unwilling, but there were not only ashes in the ancestral hall, but also the tablets of the ancestors of the Mu family.

There are even Xu family and Ye family.

It can be seen how much love and righteousness is attached to Father Mu.

Because she wanted to worship those rankings, Liu Yanru could only compromise.

It is not only because of Xu Yan that Elder Mu asks everyone to go to the ancestral hall to worship, but because of his old friend Xu Zhuocheng, who failed to protect Xu Zhuocheng's only granddaughter, and he felt very guilty in his heart.

Letting the descendants of the Mu family to worship is also for the sake of getting better in their hearts.

It is of course unreasonable to let the elders worship the younger ones. Moreover, Xu Yan did not hold a funeral, so the person he really asked everyone to worship was Xu Zhuocheng.

For several days, everyone came to the ancestral hall to worship on time every day, and one prayer lasted two hours.

Many people have knee pain in their legs, so they can't help but complain.

Elder Mu scolded them, thinking they were too hypocritical.

Later, the children in the seventh and eighth rooms couldn't bear it, and they fainted on the spot. Father Mu relented and offered to take turns to worship.

Starting with the old folks, everyone takes turns so that everyone can rest for several days.

However, the time of worship also changed, from two hours a day to night vigil.

Every family must turn to watch the night.

Although the vigil is tired, everyone thinks this proposal is good, at least you can rest.

The Mu's family has nine rooms, and everyone can rest for more than a week after the turn. Compared to coming to worship for two hours every day, everyone is more willing to stay up late.

When Mu Wei died, Mu Bufan naturally became the night watchman in Dafang.

On the first night, Mu Bufan couldn't do it until three or four o'clock, and he fell directly into the ancestral hall and fell asleep.

Since he was young, his brain was lacking and his IQ was lower than others, so the old man didn't scold him either.

The next day, the second room knelt until dawn and set a good example.

The third day was a magical night.

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