Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

Seeing that everyone began to fall to the ground and stand in line for Qinghuan, Ye Junxin felt a little helpless.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Junxin smiled bitterly.

Turning around and looking at Qing Huan, Ye Junxin pretended to be calm, "Do you really think we need to invest more in the funeral?"

"En." Qing Huan was decisive, with a confident look.

"Jun Xin, let's do what Qing Huan said."

Someone started to speak in support of Qing Huan's opinion, Ye Junxin didn't say anything, just quietly glanced at everyone present.

She thought that everyone would follow the traditions of Granny Yingyue's life, but she didn't expect that everyone would take sides with Qing Huan.

However, apart from being slightly disappointed, she didn't think too much about it. She had no idea that behind this was an unknown conspiracy by Qing Huan.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Junxin knew that the general trend had come, and no matter how much she opposed it, it would be useless, so she simply followed the trend.

The corners of her lips twitched, and Ye Junxin quietly walked aside and sat down.

Eyes filled with tears raised slightly, and the voice was extremely cold, "Since everyone agrees with Qing Huan's opinion, then follow Qing Huan's advice. The funeral location should be the small house near Xiuzhuang, where Grandma Yingyue lived. I like to go there and sit and watch the scenery.”

Recalling that she often accompanied Granny Yingyue to that small house to look at the distant mountains and rivers. Grandma Yingyue once said that she would build a small wooden house on the other side of the mountain to spend her old age. walk around.

Now that the person has passed away, she can only decide where her funeral will be held.

"Is the small house you're talking about the small wooden house in the east of our embroidery village? Is that place a bit small?" After hearing Ye Junxin's words, Qing Huan planned to object again.

Ye Junxin seemed to smell something strange, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her with complicated eyes, "Grandma Yingyue liked to look at the scenery there the most before she was alive. It's the best choice. I think... she will be very happy."

"Qing Huan, I'll just listen to Jun Xin. I've seen Granny Yingyue sit there several times. She really likes that little room." Someone supported Ye Jun Xin and looked at Qing Huan with piercing eyes.

Qing Huan's complexion changed slightly, and she lowered her voice in embarrassment, "In this case, let's make it smaller, and choose there."

After everyone discussed the result, Ye Junxin smiled slightly, and suddenly stood up and bowed to them.

Faced with such a sudden move by her, everyone was a little at a loss, and all looked at her in shock.

Ye Junxin pursed her lips, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "I don't know what to say, I just think... I will take care of Jinxiu Xiuzhuang on behalf of Grandma Yingyue in the future, and this cannot be done without everyone's support. The hard work we did in the past has allowed Jinxiu Village to develop even better, and we will live up to Granny Yingyue's expectations."

After a pause, Ye Junxin suddenly clenched his fists as a sign of encouragement, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, then it's settled." Qing Huan smiled and walked to Ye Junxin's side, "Jun Xin, leave the funeral to me, you are the boss of Xiuzhuang now, You need to do a lot of things in Xiuzhuang by yourself, so don't distract yourself."

Qing Huan looked understanding, and her clear eyes scanned everyone present as she spoke.

"Qing Huan is right, let Qing Huan take care of the funeral, Jun Xin, you should focus on the development plan of Xiuzhuang."

As soon as her words fell, someone immediately echoed her.

Ye Junxin didn't want to say much, and looked at her with a stiff smile on his lips.

Qing Huan pursed her lips, her eyes became clearer, she squinted at her, and then looked at them with unclear meaning.

After discussing the funeral, Ye Junxin hurried back to the city that day.

As soon as she left, Qing Huan couldn't wait to call Ye Rou.

"The date of the funeral has been set, so you can do whatever you want when the time comes." Qing Huan raised the tail of her eyes slightly, staring slyly at the front, clutching the phone even more tightly.

As long as Ye Rou can come to Granny Yingyue's funeral, she firmly believes that there will be a good show at that time.

"You tell me the time and place later, and I will definitely attend on time." Ye Rou couldn't wait to make trouble at the funeral, as long as she could tarnish Ye Junxin's reputation, she would do whatever she wanted.

"Okay. That's nothing, let's do it for now." Qing Huan didn't bother to talk nonsense, and she was eager to end the call after explaining clearly in a concise manner.

If it wasn't for Ye Rou, she wouldn't care to have a little contact with him.

The owner of Jinxiu Xiuzhuang can only be me, Jun Xin... I'm sorry, you should put more energy on your Ye family...

Qing Huan clutched the phone, her bright eyes full of cunning.

Back at the door of Ye's house, Ye Junxin saw a familiar figure from a distance.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

Why is Aunt Huo here?

Ye Junxin was bewildered, and after thinking for a while, she felt that Mrs. Huo probably came because of the death of Grandma Yingyue.

However, when she thought about it carefully, she felt that it was not very scientific. After all, Mrs. Huo had no direct connection with Granny Yingyue.

Although the Huo family has cooperated with Jinxiu Embroidery Village, Huo Nanting has been in contact with Granny Yingyue these days. Logically speaking, it is really impossible for Mrs. Huo to come here for Granny Yingyue.

Hey, forget it, don't guess randomly, didn't you know it in the past?

Ye Junxin took a deep breath, adjusted his mind and rushed over.

Seeing Ye Junxin appear, Mrs. Huo was a little excited, but more of it was her distress for her.

He looked her up and down a bit, and opened his arms to hug her without any explanation.

Faced with this unexpected move, Ye Junxin was dumbfounded, and slowly raised his hand to meet him numbly, but asked in doubt, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

"Jun Xin, you must be very sad that your mother-in-law Yingyue is gone, right? Auntie came here specially to see you and accompany you." Mrs. Huo opened her mind and explained in a calm tone.

Ye Junxin was stunned, thinking about how to respond, Mrs. Huo said quietly, "Jun Xin, I'm sorry, your mother-in-law Yingyue definitely doesn't want to see you depressed, you must cheer up."

Mrs. Huo patted the back of her hand as she spoke, her earnest expression seemed very kind.

Ye Junxin froze for a while, looking at this mother-in-law who loved her so much, a warm current surged in her heart.

Since her mother passed away early, she has not felt the warmth of her relatives for a long time.

She was taken back to be raised by Granny Yingyue back then, and she has felt a little warmth under the care of Granny Yingyue for more than ten years.

However, now that Granny Yingyue passed away, she felt as if she had turned back into a dandelion drifting in the wind.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm with you in everything, and Nanting is with you, you're not alone." Mrs. Huo tried to comfort others, and Ye Junxin, who was still in a gloomy mood, was actually amused by her.