Chapter 672 Paying respects to mother-in-law

After the Spring Festival, the white snow is covered with red firecrackers.

From the third to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, I never stopped visiting relatives. Even the customer flow of the third uncle’s canteen began to increase, and he immediately started a business war with the supermarket next door.

For example, I moved all the milk, eight-treasure porridge, roast chicken, wine and other products that are often given during the New Year to the road, and wrote five big characters on the snow, milky white snow.

A passer-by accidentally glanced at it on the way to the supermarket, and was shocked. He thought to himself: What could be so obscene? Let me take a closer look.

Then I lowered my head and thought about it for a long time, and realized that it was a misunderstanding. I also found that the goods in front of me were quite complete, so I bought it from Uncle San.

This is a cheap trick. Even if you say you don’t have dog teaching, no one will believe it.

At this time, Jiang Qin's family had already landed in Shanghai. The driver sent by Qin's Real Estate picked them up in the car and went to his aunt's house in Shanti Villa.

Qin Jingqiu did not go to the company directly. She and Feng Shihua waited at home and asked Mother Wu to cook a table of local specialties to entertain her "in-laws".

To be honest, the relationship between their two families, this meeting in Shanghai was actually equivalent to a mutual visit between in-laws. Only Jiang Qin, talking about pure good friends, made Ms. Yuan so angry that she wanted to

Hit someone.

But Feng Nanshu, a slave to her husband, still wanted to stop him, and was unwilling to let Yuan Youqin beat his big bear.

She is also a good friend. Anyway, as long as Jiang Qin doesn't want her, she is willing to do anything.

To be honest, Jiang Qin is really irritating in terms of his harsh words. It's no wonder that Yuan Youqin wants to beat him up. Even Qin Jingqiu wants to beat him up.

"Jiang Qin, if you don't want our Nanshu, I will ask someone to find a better one for Nanshu. Don't regret it."

"no."

Before Jiang Qin could answer, Feng Nanshu refused seriously: "There is nothing better."

Qin Jingqiu originally wanted to scare Jiang Qin, but her niece became anxious first, and it was difficult for her to hold back.

At this moment, Feng Shihua leaned into Qin Jingqiu's ear and muttered. Then Qin Jingqiu pursed her lips and pulled Jiang Qin, Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong to the corner of the living room.

"His uncle said that during the Chinese New Year, let's go and see Nan Shu's mother as a family, right?"

"Her mother?"

"She's not the stepmother, she's Nan Shu's biological mother."

"That's really something you should go and see. After all, Nan Shu also calls me mom."

Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong looked at each other with this idea in mind.

Feng Nanshu lived in their home, and the family bracelet was passed on to her, and she also changed her words. No matter how stubborn her son was, they as parents should go and burn incense.

After the two parties reached an agreement, Yuan Youqin glared at Jiang Qin and said to her, "We are friends all day long, but if you can, don't go see your mother-in-law!"

Mr. Jiang couldn't bear to be angry, so he turned around and walked out with the air of a billionaire.

"What are you going to do?"

"I ran away from home!"

Jiang Qin hummed out the door, took a taxi on the road, and asked the driver where he could buy a suit that would make him look like Yan Zu when he put it on. However, the driver was confused and scratched his head while driving.

The suit, and the one with a fucking human skin mask.

However, the driver still sincerely suggested that Jiang Qin go to an old shop in Shanghai to customize a set. After all, tailoring it to the body would be more suitable.

Jiang Qin shook his head and said it was too late, so he asked the driver to take him to the most expensive suit store.

Although Mr. Jiang is still a million points away from Daniel Wu, his figure is still very good and his curves are very standard. It is not difficult to choose a suitable one.

So with the recommendation of the clerk, Jiang Qin quickly bought a suitable suit without even negotiating the price.

When he came here, he actually brought a suit that he often wore. After all, he had several business banquets to attend during this trip to Shanghai. The suit was custom-made and fit him perfectly. But when he thought about going to meet Feng Nanshu's mother,

, he still wants to wear something new.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was a bit gloomy in the distance, and the family drove to Qiushui Cemetery in two cars.

Then a group of six people walked up the stairs step by step, and finally arrived at No. 606 in Area B, where they laid out the tributes they brought one by one.

Jiang Qin stood next to Feng Nanshu in a suit and tie, looking at the photos on the tombstone, and the image of the rich little mother's mother gradually became clear in his mind.

Feng Nanshu looks very much like her mother, and she is also a stunning beauty. Her photos were taken when she was in her twenties, almost the same as Feng Nanshu now.

Jiang Qin asked his aunt before and found out that she died of cancer. There was no other reason. She was simply a woman with a bad life.

"Every time Nan Shu comes, she will cry here for a long time. She can't remember Lin Xian clearly, but she misses her mother very much."

Qin Jingqiu looked at Yuan Youqin and said softly: "Actually, if Lin Xian's life is better, our Nanshu will really be a rich lady."

Yuan Youqin patted Qin Jingqiu's hand: "She is also a rich young lady now."

"The eldest lady is actually not very accurate. When my partners mention Nan Shu to me, they will call her Mrs. Jiang."

"Jiang Qin said this when he was in the news, right? This kid is still doing some human things."

At this time, the little rich woman was kneeling in front of the tombstone, looking at the woman on the tombstone, and said to herself, Mom, I brought my big bear here to show you whether it is handsome or not.

And Jiang Qin was standing behind, reaching out and stroking her hair, his eyes were rarely mischievous.

After Feng Nanshu's worship was over, Qin Jingqiu handed a stick of incense to Jiang Qin: "Let's go down there and burn some paper money. You can stay here to talk to Nanshu's mother."

In fact, the biggest protagonist of this worship ceremony is Jiang Qin, because everyone knows that this is to let Nan Shu's mother see who will eventually marry her precious daughter.

Yuan Youqin took Feng Nanshu's hand and warned her son before leaving: "If you dare to talk nonsense with Nanshu's mother and call her a good friend, you will never enter the house again."

"Then what's my name?"

"Call me aunt, but never say "nice". My good friend's mother, I am Jiang Qin, Feng Nanshu's good friend."

Jiang Qin opened his mouth and said to himself, "You are really my mother. Do you know all my tricks?"

Yuan Youqin said nothing, stepped down the steps, took Feng Nanshu to meet Qin Jingqiu, and carried the gold, silver and paper money to the incinerator.

At this time, the wind was howling in the sky, and the cold wind was blowing straight into the distance. It felt like a refreshing chill on the body, and even the surrounding pines and cypresses were swaying.

Jiang Qin lit the incense in his hand, inserted it into the incense burner in front of the tombstone, knelt down and kowtowed six times to the rhythm of dong dong dong dong, dong, dong.

"When we pay homage to our elders, we usually kowtow four times."

"However, because you may not be able to attend the best friend ceremony, I kowtowed six times, and the remaining two kowtowed in advance, one was for paying homage to Gaotang, and the other was for changing his tune."

Jiang Qin straightened up and looked at the woman on the tombstone: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of her."

At this time, the entire cemetery was quiet. It seemed that only Jiang Qin's words were lingering in the wind for a long time. It seemed that everything inside was full of disloyal feelings.

Jiang Qin was silent for a while and then spoke again: "I'm a very superstitious person. I swore not to fall in love, otherwise nothing will happen, but this doesn't bother me. I won't fall in love with the little rich woman, but I didn't swear that I wouldn't fall in love.

Do something else."

"A good friend is...an extra girlfriend, do you understand?"

"I know that science is all lies, and people will not disappear after they die, so I dare not tell lies. After all, I have been there, and I have encountered even more evil things."

"Actually, when my relationship with the little rich woman became deeper and deeper, I was always afraid that I would suddenly... go back again, so I never dared to touch her."

"I always feel that my life is borrowed, the purpose is to clear the past regrets, not to add more regrets, but then I feel that if I don't like her, maybe I will be worse than in the previous life.

Pity……"

Jiang Qin rambled on, not knowing whether to read it to his mother-in-law, to himself, or to God.

But still slowly and slowly, I said everything that should be said and what should not be said.

Jiang Qin admitted that his mentality was somewhat morbid, but who wouldn't be a little sick after being reborn?

His biggest regret in his previous life was that he had been in love for many years and didn't make much money, so he didn't believe in love in this life and only focused on money.

Earning a lot of money, buying a big house for your parents, and being someone else's child in front of your relatives. Obsessing with this thing is very scary for a person with Jiang Qin's personality, and it is not surprising that he is more pathological.

But who knew that he would meet a little rich woman, who was so cool and silly, that she made him want her, and she seemed to have cured some of his problems invisibly.

He has liked Feng Nanshu a long time ago. Otherwise, how could a gentleman eat her little feet? He is not a foot fetishist.

After a long time, Jiang Qin stood up, finished talking about everything that needed to be said, and then slowly walked down the steps.

At this time, Feng Nanshu was standing in the open space below wearing a black skirt. The skirt was being pulled by the wind and kept flying. Yuan Youqin, Jiang Zhenghong, Qin Jingqiu and Feng Shihua were standing behind, looking up at him. The scene was a bit solemn.

.

Yuan Youqin looked at him: "Did you call me aunt?"

"I didn't shout. It was too awkward and not affectionate at all. Why call me auntie?"

"??????"

Feng Nanshu looked at him stupidly: "Brother, what did you shout?"

Jiang Qin looked at her with his hands in his pockets: "You should never know that every word my mother and I said is a secret!"

The little rich woman was dumbfounded for a while, then she seemed to have caught something important, her eyes suddenly widened, and she chased Jiang Qin out the door.

This is stupid, she has pretended before!

In the evening, darkness slowly creeps up. There has been no rain or snow in Shanghai, which has been windy all day. At this time, the sky turns out to be clear, and stars can be vaguely seen in the distant sky.

Six people had dinner in the villa, and everyone looked pleased, as if they had accomplished something.

Maybe this is tradition. After meeting Nan Shu's mother, everything seemed to be settled.

Nan Shu's mother probably likes Jiang Qin. Look at his nose...well, his eyes...hey, at least he's very tall.
To be continued...