Mountains and seas close at hand

As soon as Ji Bao walked out of the side hall, he received a crowd of attention.She was short, raised her head to force those inquisitive gazes back one by one, and then walked towards the old housekeeper.

The old housekeeper knelt in front of the mourning hall, adding paper to the brazier one by one.His gray and thinning hair was combed meticulously, and the coarse linen filial piety clothes were ironed properly.His rickety back seemed to collapse at any moment, but no one dared to underestimate it.

Standing beside the old housekeeper, Ji Bao bent down and said, "The second master of the Biao family brought outsiders to make trouble, I'll go and have a look first. Housekeeper Zhou."

Butler Zhou hurried forward: "What are your orders, Miss?"

Ji Bao looked at the huge "Dian" character, and ordered: "If someone comes to pay homage to the Patriarch, you first entertain him."

"Yes." Butler Zhou quickly agreed.

Ever since Ji Xian fell ill, the old housekeeper and Ji Bao took turns keeping watch in front of the hall.The old housekeeper didn't care about anything since Patriarch Ji's death, and stayed silent in the mourning hall all day long. Countless people who wanted to find out about him all returned in frustration.

The Ji family has a great career, and the old man has many friends and enemies in front of him, not to mention the intricate network of people.There was an endless stream of people who came to pay their respects every day, so the work of receiving the sacrifices naturally fell on Ji Bao.

Just now I had time to call Bai Xunhua, and the troublemaker came here.After Ji Bao instructed Housekeeper Zhou, he rushed to the teahouse full of anger and murderous intent.

The second master of the Biao family was wearing a double-breasted coat, and saw Ji Bao and the other three walking in from the yard, raised Erlang's legs, and put the teacup heavily on the table: "Little Chi, you know it's here."

Ji Bao carefully looked at the old monk who was bowing his head next to him, and then at the fat man standing beside him.Only then did he set his sights on the second master of the Biao family.In Song Banyan's words, Comrade Ji Bao is small but powerful, born with the bones of a devil in chaos.Can paint eyebrows and paint red like a fish in water to hang out in salons, and can also drive in and out of enemy camps with guns and cars.It relies on the unrestricted murderous aura exuding from his bones, which can scare people away.

The second master of the Biao family had suffered from her, and was afraid that the little devil would strike again without saying a word, so he immediately held down the teacup to avoid providing weapons to the enemy.Ji Bao dragged the round stool with his toes, and sat down carelessly in front of the second master of the Biao family.

The second master of the watch family twirled his beard and shook the prestige of the elders: "Following the rules! If you see the elders wanting to serve tea, you know it! The Alaki family... ah!"

Ji Bao rolled his eyelids, thinking that your Shanghai dialect is not as authentic as Aunt Zhou's.She yawned, picked up the teapot and poured it on the hands of the cousin's second master.A pot of boiling hot tea was like a waterfall pouring down from Lushan Mountain, with white smoke billowing, and the hot second master hissed and screamed: "Ahhh! My hand! My hand!"

The big fat man didn't expect that the little devil in the world would make such a murderous move, and he was frightened for a while.The old monk turned the prayer beads, bowed his head and chanted without saying a word.Jimo hurried forward and said anxiously, "Second Master, why are you so careless. Ji Bao will serve you tea, so don't hold back if you can't stand it."

Jimo said that he supported the second master of the Biao family, and stretched out his hand to push the fat man: "It's so serious, hurry up and send someone to see the doctor."

The bodyguards of the second master of the Biao family were all waiting outside the Ji mansion. The fat man was not familiar with where to find someone, and he was in a panic, so he heard Ji Bao say, "Xiao Jiu, call the infirmary and send someone to the teahouse." , take the scald medicine."

Ji Bao broke through ten tricks with all his strength, and solved the paper tiger of the second master of the Biao family neatly.He told Xiao Jiu, "Second Lord is mentally unstable, let him sleep a little longer." After that, he took Jimo and walked to the mourning hall.

In the middle of the journey, Jimo smiled and said, "I'm doing pretty well, 36 counts."

Ji Bao squinted at him, and said with distaste: "The 36 tricks don't beat you upside down. This is Zhu Bajie's way upside down. Look at you banana people, you don't even know this. Your performance is so-so, and you actually asked that fat man to go to the doctor. If you talk nonsense outside, you will be acting in vain, silly!"

Thanks to Jimo's help during Ji Bao's first two years abroad.Now back in China, it's Ji Bao's turn to show off his might.Jimo followed her all the time, and immediately admitted his mistake: "Yes, yes, what you taught is that the subordinate promises that there will be no next time."

Ji Bao snorted, and strode forward with his chin raised.

Now around 09:30, it is the peak time of visitor flow in the morning.If you come early and disturb others, if you come late, you don't care enough, and you are suspected of eating too much.This point is the most appropriate.

"The deceased is gone, Ms. Ji mourns."

Ms. Ji uses these three words the most, and also has the most mediocre ingenuity.Unclear, unclear, it could be Miss Ji from the Ji family, or Miss Ji from another family.

"Niece, why did my brother just leave like this! How many of our brothers..."

Those who are close like this are probably old and outside the inner circle of the Ji family.Relying on an old face to rely on the old to sell the old, and looking forward to speculation to make a contribution to the dragon.

"...Why don't you see Mr. Ji? It is rumored that Mr. Ji fell ill due to grief."

"There are rumors in the circle that Mr. Ji flew to the United States to discuss business as soon as he left in order to make money."

Those who inquired like this, either had business dealings with Ji's family now, or they had been clinging to Ji Xian before.Many of them were middle-aged and middle-aged women, and they all inquired about Ji Xian's whereabouts with the intention of getting married.

The coffin has been parked for six days, and the funeral will be held tomorrow.The current national policy is cremation, and there are very few people who can attend the burial ceremony.In addition to the family members, there are only relatives and friends who help the spirit, so there are many people who came to express their condolences today.

Ji Bao had to put up all his energy to deal with these masked and even helmeted snake ghosts and cow gods.Fortunately, for several days in a row, Ji Bao was familiar with the identity of the visitor introduced by housekeeper Zhou.

Bai Xunhua followed the servants of the Ji family to the outside of the mourning hall, and stopped by the door.Looking at the moving heads in the mourning hall and the faces trying to express their grief, she suddenly felt absurd.Although everyone was wearing plain clothes and tried their best to keep their voices down, the atmosphere of whispering was no less than a banquet.

This is the mourning hall of the dead.

This is the social field of living people.

Ji Bao was being upset by the big mouth that kept opening in front of him, when he caught sight of Bai Xunhua out of the corner of his eye, he rushed to meet him as if seeing a savior.Seeing everyone's eyes following Ji Bao like a shadow, Bai Xunhua smiled wryly.

She lowered her eyelids reservedly and walked into the mourning hall calmly.

Ji Bao and Bai Xunhua have known each other for a long time, and they have always had a tacit understanding.Glancing at each other without speaking, Ji Bao took the gift box from Bai Xunhua, led her to the funeral table, adjusted her mourning clothes, and knelt on one side of the futon.

Facing the black and white photo of old man Ji, Bai Xunhua bowed respectfully, took the yellow paper from Ji Bao with both hands and added it to the brazier.

Everyone has different thoughts, and at this moment they all speculate about Bai Xunhua's identity.Seeing this, Steward Zhou stepped forward and said humbly: "Dear guests, the house has prepared some vegetarian dishes. If you don't mind, please follow me to the side hall for dinner."

Bai Xunhua watched Ji Bao send off the crowd with a calm expression on his face, but he was slightly surprised in his heart, feeling something was wrong.Before she could think carefully, Ji Bao had already pulled her into the side hall.

"My God! Xun Hua, you are finally here!"

Ji Bao threw himself on Bai Xunhua with a howl, his face full of pain, "You don't even know how I've been through the past few days, if you knew I wouldn't come, it's going to kill me, let me tell you..."

"Wait! Where's Song Banyan!" Ji Bao jumped away, looked left and right to make sure Song Banyan was not there, and immediately roared, "She ran away again! She dared to run away! She, she... Don't let me catch it!"

Bai Xunhua smiled reassuringly, and told the story of the incident lightly.Ji Bao was relieved when he heard that he had already obtained the Lili grass and the Chenghuang horn, and scolded Song Banyan in a mild manner.

Bai Xunhua didn't want to mention it again, so he changed the subject and asked, "How is Mr. Ji?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ji Bao's facial features drooped: "Who knows, Mr. Ji's security system can be called an iron wall. With those loyal subordinates, mosquitoes can't get in, let alone me. Anyway, when I saw it the day before yesterday, I was still sleeping soundly." Well, I don't know what kind of evil I got."

Bai Xunhua pondered for a while: "This is too weird, it's a pity that Banyan is not here, otherwise maybe we can see the clue."

Ji Bao's expression became serious, but he didn't speak.

Just as the old man of the Ji family left, the heir fell asleep right behind him.If you say that no one is doing bad things, I'm afraid no one will believe it.Now only Ji Bao, an illegitimate daughter with a dishonorable name, is left to face a group of hungry wolves.

The funeral is tomorrow, and it seems like the calm before the storm.Dark clouds gather on the top, and the heat is unbearable, making people breathless, so they can only suffer.

"Dong dong dong."

The two people who were deep in thought were startled. After looking at each other, Ji Bao raised his voice and asked, "Jimo, what's the matter?"

Jimo has been attentively guarding the door, but it is not him who pushes the door in, but Jin Ming, whom he has not seen for a long time.Jimo was pushed aside by Jin Ming, showing a helpless expression, and the servant of Ji's mansion on the side quickly said: "Mr. Guangbitang Jin is here to visit."

Jin Ming smiled and said, "Miss Ji, long time no see. I didn't expect us to be family friends."

Ji Bao was startled and suspicious, and he didn't give him a good face because of the funeral, so he got up and went out: "Jin Shao's hairstyle is getting sharper and sharper."

Jin Ming shook his head triumphantly, and the forgiveness-colored hair fixed by half a bottle of hairspray remained motionless.

Bai Xunhua followed Ji Bao out of the side room, and looked at the old man standing in front of the coffin.Mr. Jin was dressed in a neat Chinese tunic suit. He was thin and trembling when standing, but his bow was as tough as a strong bow.Those haggard wood-like hands were even more steady as Mount Tai when burning the yellow paper.

Jin Ming is Ji Bao's friend, and Bai Xunhua met him once.But all kinds of things about Mr. Jin were heard from Song Banyan - there was an antique shop downstairs in Zangbao, and the writing was written in Xiaozhuan, full of bones, and the characters seemed to fly, which was already three points of Li Si's proficiency. gas.

Now it seems that it is more than that simple.

After the yellow paper was completely burned in the copper basin, Mr. Jin slowly turned around.He wears a pair of round glasses, eyes like yellow pearls.To a junior like Ji Bao, he spoke in an extremely polite and thoughtful tone: "Today, I have no choice but to take the liberty to visit the door. I have another thing, brother Ji, who has kept it for a long time. Come here today to ask for it back."