Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Fu Wang might be really busy at work, at least during the time when Yu Qing came to Fu's house, he hadn't seen him.

In the restaurant downstairs, the servants brought the prepared meals and arranged them on the plates one by one. Finally, there was the washed and cut fruit plate.

Jingmei filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of Yu Qing's table: "Doctor Yun, it's raining heavily outside. Don't take a taxi later. Let the driver take you home."

April is the rainy season every year in Crane City, and this year is no exception.

The rain outside hit the windows, leaving streaks of water behind, blurring the view.

Yu Qing did not refuse Jingmei's proposal, and she did not want to risk getting wet by going out to take a taxi.

After dinner at Fu's house, the person who took Yu Qing home was a young male driver who treated her with great respect.

"Dr. Yun, my wife has praised your superb medical skills more than once."

The driver just took up the job not long ago. I had heard before that the young master of the Fu family seemed to have a mental illness, but he was easily cured by Dr. Yun.

In life, there will always be some minor illnesses and disasters. No one would offend such a doctor, so why not rush to fawn over him?

"That's ridiculous." Yu Qing looked at the car window. Big raindrops were beating against the car window. The sky was dim and a few hurried figures could be vaguely seen on the roadside.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "It's Qingming Festival soon, and these people should all be out buying the items they need to visit the grave."

It will rain heavily for the next few days, and many people go out now, which is better than the thunderstorm later. Strangely enough, it is sunny on Qingming Festival.

But it was too late to buy Yuanbao paper money that day.

"Time flies."

The driver didn't hear the melancholy in her words: "Yes, it's been a year in the blink of an eye."

Yu Qing looked away, her eyes getting colder. It had been more than two months since she came to this world. This was the first time she encountered a festival, even though it was Qingming Festival.

However, the Qingming Festival is roughly the same as the Ghost Festival. During the Qingming Festival, the gate of ghosts opens wide and the ghosts worshiped by others are allowed to come out. On the Ghost Festival, all ghosts can come out.

"Doctor Yun, let me take you in." The driver took an umbrella, pushed open the driver's door, and then opened the door for her, tilting the umbrella slightly towards her.

The rain hit the ground and splashed, and the mud and gravel inevitably wet the trouser legs. No human voice could be heard in my ears, and the sound of rain hitting everything was filled.

The driver sent her downstairs to the unit. When he saw her walking up the stairs, he turned around and walked into the rain.

The air was dull, and the surroundings gave people a hazy feeling, as if not even a single person could be seen.

The car parked outside the gate of the community, and the guard took shelter from the rain in the security room. The light blue mist from the cigarette floated out and quickly disappeared into the rain.

On the road, there was a majestic momentum like thousands of troops galloping past. It seemed that there were hundreds of people passing by the roadside. Their figures were longing and their faces could not be seen clearly.

The driver frowned and looked at it for a while, and the next second the crowd disappeared, as if a mist had never appeared.

It's raining too much. Did you see it wrong?

The driver shook his head, rubbed his eyes and looked again. Except for the occasional passing vehicle, there was no one on the road. Even the food court next door was closed.

I really saw it wrong... The driver opened the driver's door, maybe because he was caught in some rain and felt chilly.

On the other side, Yu Qing stood by the window at the entrance of the stairs, looking in the direction where the car stopped.

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Western Suburbs Cemetery.

The guard in a raincoat rushed into the rain and opened the cemetery door quickly.

I saw several black vehicles with engines turned off outside, bearing military license plates. Although the windows were transparent, I couldn't see anything inside.

After the uncle opened the door, he stood aside. There stood a young man wearing pure black clothes with a weapon on his chest. Half of his body was soaked by the rain.

The two raised their right hands to salute together, and several cars slowly drove into the cemetery. The last one was a specially modified official truck, which contained a large number of items needed for worship and was covered with a rainproof cloth.

The people who got off the car were dressed the same as the people guarding the door. They all ran to unload the goods as soon as they got off the car.

The leader was a middle-aged man, with his shoulders pressed against the two horizontal bars: "Move gently, and be careful not to get wet in the rain. We are all heroes here."

When the others heard this, they responded loudly: "Yes, sir."

The man stood under the eaves with a serious face, looking at the rows of tombstones not far away.

The rain today was extremely heavy for some reason, and even he felt the biting cold wind. It didn't seem to be so cold at this time in previous years.

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"Di Di-"

In the room with no lights on, a pot of tea was boiling on the tea table on the balcony, and the mist of hot water was rising.

The cell phone on the table suddenly rang twice.

Yu Qing, who was closing her eyes and listening to the sound of rain, almost fell asleep. She slowly opened her eyes, picked up her phone and looked at it. The caller ID said 'Qin Zhi'.

"Hello?" The girl's cold voice entered the microphone lightly.

Qin Zhi was somewhere over there, and the surrounding voices were a bit noisy. Two seconds later, the man's deep voice came slowly: "Miss Yu, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time."

Yu Qing went beyond the pleasantries: "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. The day after tomorrow is Qingming Festival. I wonder if it would be convenient for Miss Yu to come to the capital the day after the festival?"

As a member of the Qin family, Qin Zhi only visited his ancestral grave once when he was a child because of his special health, and he almost lost his life.

If Yu Qing could get through, he might be able to break this rule.

Before Yu Qing could answer, she heard someone else say: "Of course I will also pay a certain amount of compensation, but considering the special holiday, Miss Yu can also refuse me."

After all, it was Qingming Festival, and he couldn't let Yu Qing not go to his family's cemetery to offer incense to his ancestors for his own sake, so he chose to wait until the second day of Qingming Festival.

And since he has a special physique, his ancestor will not be angry.

Yu Qing: "..." It's a sure bet.

Yu Qing's brows moved slightly: "Okay, just set the time on the afternoon of Qingming Festival."

When the Tomb-Sweeping Day is over and the gate of hell is closed, worship will lose the meaning of the festival.

"Thank you, Miss Yu. I will send you the ticket via WeChat soon, so I won't disturb you for now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone decisively.

Yu Qing held the phone with an inexplicable expression. Qin Zhi arranged the arrangements carefully, behaved appropriately, and was very polite. It seemed that he was not as difficult to get along with as Qin Jing said.

It was the same last time in the grassland. It was the first time she saw that ordinary people could remain calm in such a scene. It was very rare.

And since the incident on the grassland, she has become even more unclear about Qin Zhi's fate. The little bit she originally saw through relatives can no longer be seen.

Fortunately, she could trace Qin Zhi's soul aura, otherwise she would not be able to find out the specific location.

Yu Qing, who thought Qin Jing had misunderstood his brother deeply, found his chat box, but the interface still showed the prompt that he had just been added as a friend.

[Your brother is not venomous at all. Don't spread false rumors. ]

She thought for a while, then typed and sent another message.

[Everything in the world has cause and effect. ]