The second male who guards silently, you can't afford it

In the afternoon, the clouds cleared, and the thin sunlight spread on clusters of chrysanthemums with drooping petals beside the Yangchang path. From time to time, there were small insects in the flowers, and everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful.

But all peace and tranquility are meant to be broken. At this time, two "uninvited guests" broke into this solemn and magnificent cemetery.

With a sound, Murong Jiu, dressed in black, held two bouquets of white chrysanthemums between his arms. He supported the aging Uncle Dai, stepping on the steps leading to the mausoleum group surrounded by white granite. The two of them would occasionally brush against the landscape plants on the side as they walked. , with a "rustling" sound.

Murong Jiu looked up at the three white tombstones that became clearer and clearer, and broke the silence: "Uncle Dai, we're here."

Uncle Dai nodded, and stretched out his wrinkled hands to take a bouquet of white chrysanthemums. He struggled to free his arms, and walked to the tombstone on the right in a few quick steps. He placed the bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone, then stood up straight with his hands supporting his knees and took two steps back.

Murong Jiu stood in the place vacated by Uncle Dai without saying a word, bent down and carefully placed the bouquet he was holding in both hands, then stood up straight and bowed three times respectfully to the tombstone behind him.

"Miss, Uncle Dai has come to see you." Uncle Dai who was standing on the side watched Murong Jiu silently and said hoarsely after bowing: "...Miss, how are you doing down there? Miss Qian, who was burned for Miss Have you received it all, Lord Yan wants to treat Miss well... It's Uncle Dai who is useless, unable to protect Miss, Uncle Dai is useless, he can only watch Miss..."

Uncle Dai was choked up and couldn't read any more as he was reading. He lowered his head and couldn't stop wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his old fingers, but the tears couldn't be stopped as if the valve had been opened.

Murong Jiu took out the handkerchief from his coat pocket, patted Uncle Dai's hunched back with one hand, and wiped his hot tears with the handkerchief in the other hand.Seeing Uncle Dai like this, Murong Jiu couldn't suppress the grief in his heart, but at this moment, he could only comfort the sad Uncle Dai with a shy voice: "Uncle Dai, mother must be very happy now, maybe she has been reincarnated happily How about living..."

Murong Jiu has never believed in ghosts and gods. Whether it is the Christianity that Rong Ma believes in, or the underworld King of Hell that Uncle Dai is talking about, he always respects and stays away. He neither believes in religion nor worships Buddha. new youth.

But some things are really difficult to explain by science, and when this supernatural thing happened to Murong Jiu, he had to admit that ghosts and gods may really exist, and reincarnation after death may not be fabricated out of thin air. Otherwise, how can he explain why he opened his eyes again and found that time has turned back when he was obviously dead?

Therefore, his words of consolation are not random and just to comfort Uncle Dai, he really believes that his mother should be reincarnated, and is living happily in this world or in this universe unconsciously. In a certain corner of her life, she composes her own new movement of life.

Murong Jiu's belief seems to have infected Uncle Dai. Uncle Dai slowly stopped his sadness, and his cloudy eyes became brighter. He patted Murong Jiu's hand, and said sadly and hopefully: " The young master is right, Miss must have had a good pregnancy, it would be nice to have no such troubles..." He raised his head to look at the blue and vast sky, and let out a long sigh of stale air in his chest .

"Uncle Dai, everything is over..." Murong Jiu also sighed, but he suddenly smiled again: "Mother is very important to me, and Uncle Dai and Mama Rong are also very important to me. You are the closest," said the smile on his face and slowly disappeared, Murong Jiu said in a low voice while thinking about the shock and anxiety of that day: "But I am really afraid... I am afraid that Uncle Dai will not I just... just chased after my mother..."

"Silly boy!" Uncle Dai's face was mixed with reproach and distress. He shook his head and said, "Didn't the young master just say that everything is over, why did he start to get confused again? Uncle Dai still wants to live to see the young master with his own eyes." Marry a beautiful daughter-in-law and give birth to a big fat boy! Don't say such nonsense in the future!"

"Yes, yes, what Uncle Dai said is true. I was confused." Murong Jiu had a smile on his face again, and he took another deep look at the pure and elegant white tombstone, and asked softly, "Uncle Dai, let's go back." ?”

But Uncle Dai avoided answering this question. He turned his head to look at the entrance of the cemetery and said, "The young master just said something wrong. How can Rong Ma and I be the closest people to the young master?" Said to Murong Jiu: "Master, I'm afraid I forgot someone!"

Murong Jiu was startled, and turned her head to look into the distance. She was watching two people walking this way from a distance.

"Uncle Dai, you are..." Looking at the old man in black who was getting closer and closer, Murong Jiu felt extremely complicated.

"The young master is big, and Uncle Dai can't care about the young master anymore. It's just that young master, people don't like silence when they get old. They like to have children and grandchildren full of excitement. Uncle Dai is not so lucky... Sigh... I don't want to watch it either." Young Master, you and Miss’s family are so estranged!" Dai Shu sighed and said, "If you want to blame Young Master, blame Uncle Dai for making his own decisions!"

"How could I blame Uncle Dai!" Murong Jiu said quickly, of course he understood Uncle Dai's painstaking efforts.

His mother married into the Murong family back then, naturally because of her mother's different status - his mother's surname is Luo, and the Luo family is another big family.

Although the Shao family, the Murong family, the Su family, and the Bai family are collectively called the four major families, they are only names in the business world. Besides, except for the Bai family, Ding Xingwang, the other three families have a very small population. Murong Jiu is the only one left in the Murong family who is still alive, so how can this be called a "family"?It’s just that the elders of the four families have worked hard for several generations. After several generations, the family business has grown stronger and stronger. It was not until no one else in the industry could shake the tiger’s beard that there was such a joking name. And at that time, there were many family members, so it can also be called It can be called "family", but in Murong Jiu's generation, compared with "Four Great Families", the term "Four Great Financial Oligarchs" is obviously more appropriate, but people are not easy to change their mouths when they get used to it.

But the Luo family is a real family. As far as Murong Jiu has known, the family tree of the Luo family has been clearly recorded since the Ming Dynasty. At that time, a separate genealogy was developed from the branch of the main clan, and it has been developed for hundreds of years. In front of such a clan with a long history, all the "four major families" combined cannot compare with one of the small branches.

History has been obliterated by dust, but the Luo family in front of the eyes of the world still does not change its glory.

There are nearly thirty members of the Luo family, old and young, and Murong Jiu's mother should be one of the highest-ranking members of the thirty members. Luo Chengjin, the previous head of the Luo family, has three sons and a daughter. However, Murong Jiu's mother is his only apple of the eye.

But now the Murong family and the Luo family are going back to the road. The frequent contacts in the past have all become a thing of the past, and Murong Jiu and his grandfather are not familiar with each other. It is embarrassing to say the least.

"Grandfather..." Murong Jiu looked at the white-haired old man who was about the same age as Uncle Dai, but looked much younger, and said hello respectfully.

Luo Chengjin nodded with a serious expression. He swept his gaze from the faces of Murong Jiu and Dai Shu in turn, and finally landed on the tombstone in front of him.

The bodyguard who stopped three steps away from him stepped forward and handed Luo Chengjin a bouquet of lilies. Nine pure white lilies were neatly arranged in the delicate flower paper, and they looked more and more vivid in the cold wind. delicate.

"...Your mother loved white lilies the most when she was alive." Luo Chengjin, who had been silently watching the bouquet in his hand, said abruptly. He bent down and placed the lilies in front of the tombstone, and said in a deep voice, "White lilies are pure and chaste, but the flowering period is too late." short."

Murong Jiu was speechless.

The short lily flowering period lasts nearly half a month, and the long one can last for more than a month. This is not short among the many ornamental flowers, but Murong Jiu knows that the other party is just using lily as a metaphor for his mother.

When his mother passed away, Murong Jiu was already old enough to remember things. In his memory, his mother was beautiful and gentle, she was indeed the same as Bai Baihe, but such a woman passed away so early, she was really jealous of her beauty.

"Among the four children... I love your mother the most, but in the end it was a white-haired man giving a black-haired man." Luo Chengjin put his hands behind his back and stared at the large gold-plated characters on the tombstone motionlessly: "So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and you have grown up so much."

Murong Jiu lowered his eyes and did not respond, but just silently listened to the old man's next words.

"You met that kid from the second family a while ago, right?" Luo Chengjin asked with his back to Murong Jiu without turning around.

"Yes, grandfather." Murong Jiu replied.

After being reborn, Murong Jiu tentatively invited Luo Chengjin's second son and his second uncle's only son to have a cup of tea in order to establish prestige and fully control the Murong Group. It revolved around some old events from the middle school days, but the teahouse was not hidden, and the two of them didn't deliberately sit in the box. The gossip about the meeting between the chairman of Murong Group and Luo Sanshao spread quickly.

Luo Sanshao is just a playboy, but his father is a big man who is expected to become a big official in the frontier. The information released by this public meeting is very interesting.

Murong Jiu pulled the Luo family's signature fox and pretended to be a tiger. This was a trivial matter, but he didn't expect that this matter would reach the ears of Luo Chengjin, who had long been hidden behind the scenes. At this time, he deliberately When I asked him a question, I didn't know if it was just a simple question, or if I came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime...

The author has something to say:

Clang, clang!I mentioned earlier what Ajiu has done to develop her career!

Ajiu's mother clan surfaced~

The next chapter will tell about the past events that the Murong family and the Luo family have to say, heck, and the long-awaited interaction between the two...