Chapter 605

When Zhao Wei came in, Song Weiyi was burning paper for Rong Jingan, Fu Xiuyan called Uncle Zhao, and she realized Zhao Wei's arrival.

Turning around, Zhao Wei nodded towards Song Weiyi with a trace of regret on his face.

"Uncle Zhao." Song Weiwei called out in a low voice.

After crying for two days, her throat was completely suppressed, and she sounded like an old woman at the moment.

As for Pei Yibai, he would let her drink water as soon as he got the chance, otherwise he would probably have passed out.

"The deceased has passed away, so don't be too sad." Zhao Wei sighed.

His friendship with Rong Jing'an was neither cold nor cold, but because of his daughter, he was more familiar with Song Weiyi.

Zhao Wei also knew a lot about Rong Jingan's actions during his lifetime.

But seeing him die at such a young age, I feel uncomfortable at the moment.

It can only be said that things are impermanent.

"I will, thank you for coming to see my dad." Song Weiyi lowered his head, tears hitting the floor.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your father and I are also friends. You, on the other hand, seem to have lost a lot of weight. You should pay attention to your body."

He had already learned about Song Weiwei's pregnancy from his daughter, so he cared about it by the way.

"I know, I will." Song Weiwei looked at him gratefully.

And Zhao Mengmeng, who was far away in J City, immediately called Rong Jingan when she found out about Rong Jingan's death.

He insisted on comforting Song Weiyi for an hour.

People's hearts are precious, and Song Weiyi is not unmoved, but thousands of words, in front of this matter, can only be turned into one I know.

Zhao Wei didn't talk to Song Weiyi for long.

Next to him was Pei Yibai, and Zhao Yun saw it and knew his identity.

But he walked away to ask Fu Xiuyan.

Although Zhao Mengmeng's miscarriage had nothing to do with Pei Yibai, it's just that Zhao Wei didn't have any good feelings for Pei Yibai, the "Pei family".

Therefore, he will not take the initiative to talk to Pei Yibai.

"Get up and take a rest." Pei Yibai didn't care, and put all his heart and soul on Song Weiyi's spirit.

If she just knelt on the floor for a whole day, her knees would probably be broken.

Not to mention, Song Weiyi is still pregnant at this moment.

So, she just knelt on the mat and took a break every once in a while.

After Zhao Yun left, the funeral home welcomed another person.

That was Rong Jingan's other nominal son-in-law, Sheng Zhenguo.

Compared with Song Weiyi and others, Sheng Zhenguo's complexion is very good, it is not an exaggeration to say that his face is full of joy.

So as soon as he appeared, Fu Xiuyan frowned tightly, with instinctive dislike and disgust.

This was especially true for Fu Qishan who was dressed in white on the ground.

"I'm late." Sheng Zhenguo stepped into the mourning hall, his eyes swept over Rong Jing'an's portrait, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Song Weiyi looked away in disgust, Sheng Zhenguo's behavior was as inappropriate as it should be at this moment.

Fu Qishan could only stand up stiffly, "Why is the master here?"

"My father-in-law passed away. If the people below hadn't told me, I would have been kept in the dark by you right now. Shanshan, it would be wrong for you to hide such a big matter from me." Sheng Zhenguo glanced meaningfully at He gave Fu Qishan a look.

Rong Jing'an also died, and the Fu family had no one to help them up.

How to deal with Qishan, isn't it just a matter of one word?

"I was too anxious and forgot about this." Fu Qishan said through gritted teeth.

"I don't blame you. After all, you are also sad when your father passed away. Anxious and sad, it's normal to forget for a while."

Fu Qishan didn't want to hear his hypocrisy, so she got up and lit some incense sticks, and handed them to Sheng Zhenguo.

"Since the master is willing to come, let's say goodbye."

Sheng Zhenguo looked at the smoky incense in front of him, and he was not happy to worship Rong Jingan, who was defeated by Gao Ge.

He didn't have the intention of worshiping, but just came to see it.

He pretended to take it, but the next moment, a few sticks of incense fell to the ground with a "click".

"Oh, I didn't hold it steady."

Song Weiyi could see clearly that it was Sheng Zhenguo's intention to not hold on to the bullshit.

She stared at him coldly, wishing to slap Sheng Zhenguo's hypocrisy away.

If you don't want to come, why bother?

None of them welcomed Sheng Zhenguo, his arrival was a shock to them.

"In this case, it doesn't matter if you don't worship, my dad probably doesn't care about Sheng Lao's worship." Song Weiwei said with a sneer.

"Isn't this the only one? With such an aggressive tone, did you eat explosives?" Sheng Zhenguo looked at Song Weiyi with a half-smile.

However, after seeing Pei Yibai next to her, Sheng Zhenguo's smile froze, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Pei Yibai would still want to stay with Song Weiyi in this ghostly place.

"You husband and wife have a deep relationship. I thought Young Master Pei would applaud today's result."

These words made several people in the mourning hall change their faces.

Among them, Fu Xiuyan is the worst.

He was about to stop Sheng Zhenguo's nonsense when Pei Yibai stood up cleanly.

"Elder Sheng is such a well-known person, and he still has the habit of making troubles in other people's mourning halls? People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Your father-in-law is probably staring at you right now. It's better to go too far, it's your turn that day Woolen cloth?"

"Pei Yibai!" Sheng Zhenguo roared.

It's his turn? Pei Yibai is cursing in person, do you want him to die?

"I'm a straight-talking person, don't mind Mr. Sheng." Pei Yibai smiled slightly, but his mouth was ruthless.

The ridicule made Sheng Zhenguo's face turn blue and white.

"If Mr. Sheng is not willing to offer incense, then go back first. My father doesn't need a big man like Mr. Sheng to condescend." Fu Xiuyan's expression was extremely ugly.

Compared with Pei Yibai, Sheng Zhenguo was even more unbearable.

"How can I do that? My father-in-law is dead, and if I don't have a stick of incense, how bad it is to spread it?" Sheng Zhenguo took the incense and said with a sneer.

His so-called incense worship is just a formality, perfunctory to the extreme.

The kind that makes people full of fire.

After that, Sheng Zhenguo left.

Pei Yibai saw that Song Weiyi's face was flushed with anger, and he patted her on the back to comfort her, "Don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person."

"How can there be such a person? Why does he have the nerve to show up?"

"Isn't it just to scare you off? The more you react, the more successful his actions will be."

People like Sheng Lao have treacherous thoughts, so it's normal to do this kind of thing.

It's just a not-so-sincere offer of incense, Pei Yibai thought that Sheng Zhenhui would go straight to the mourning hall and make the fu family feel uneasy, so he gave up.

Song Weiyi also agreed, "Well, I don't care about him."

Pei Yibai's cell phone beeped, and Mrs. Pei called him.

"Yibai, come back quickly, your father has passed out."