Master Lu, Come On

At the entrance of Xu's house, there are three layers of people around, including three layers inside and three layers outside, and reporters. When the two sides quarrel, they just take photos and videos, but they don't want to. Xu anzheng suddenly falls down with a black eye.

"Lao Xu!"

Zhang Yan was so flustered that she was stunned that she wanted to pick up someone. But she was too weak to catch her. She was pulled to her knees, and her knees were knocked down. Her bones seemed to be broken. Her face turned white in a cold sweat,

"Lao Xu!"

The people around didn't shout any more. The reporters were stunned. They picked up their cameras and began to shoot. Zhang Yan was angry and anxious. "Do you have any conscience? Call an ambulance

"Lao Xu is good enough for you on weekdays. Do you really want to die?"

Everyone looked at each other and did not want to make a phone call. As soon as they made the call, they were worried that they would find themselves. After all, Xu anzheng was going bankrupt. Who would like to make trouble for himself?

Xu anzheng was lying on the ground, his face turned black, his lips turned white, his hands and feet trembled, and his mouth could not say a word.

Zhang Yan's tears fell straight down and said, "I tell you, if something happens to Lao Xu Zhen, you won't get a cent!"

Everyone looked at each other. Finally, a reporter couldn't watch any more. He took out his mobile phone and called an ambulance.

After a long treatment, the doctor came out and announced that Xu anzheng had a stroke.

Zhang Yan fainted at that time, but the nurse sent her to the ward.

At the door, there are also high-level guards of the company. As soon as they hear the news, they leave one after another.

Immediately, the news of Xu anzheng's stroke came out. It wasn't long before Xu's bankruptcy. The company, which has been standing in Rongcheng for decades, became history in an instant.

*

After the uproar, it finally stopped for a few days.

Tang Jiajia and Ning Qifeng set out to take wedding photos. In view of the cold situation in China, they chose foreign places.

The next night, Tang Luo was playing with his son, and Tang Jiajia's wechat video was sent,

"Sister, taking photos is really tiring!"

There is the evening, the seaside, the sunset red half of the sea, the scenery is very beautiful.

Tang Jiajia held up her mobile phone, carried light on her back, and her face was almost black. "I never knew that taking photos would be so tired!"

Fortunately, she is now small, there is no uncomfortable situation, the stomach is not obvious, to drag down more difficult.

Tang Luo picked up his son and said hello to the camera, "Chen Chen, look, it's my aunt!"

Seeing the child, Tang Jiajia was in a better mood. He made faces at him across the camera. Little Lu Chen grinned and played for a while. Tang Luo asked, "today is not the first day?"

They arrived last night. Today is the official shooting. In view of Tang Jiajia's physical condition, the shooting is relatively simple. Even so, Tang Jiajia's face is stiff at the end of the day.

On one side, Ning Qifeng came over, holding a coconut in his hand, with a straw inserted on it, and handed it to Tang Jiajia, "have a drink first."

Then, consciously took the mobile phone, said hello, and continued to aim at Tang Jiajia.

Tang Luo looked at it and felt that Ning Qifeng was on the road.

"Sister, the scenery here is pretty good. Let's come together when we have time."

Tang Luo laughs to answer a way, "good, but estimate to have to wait for a period of time."

Ning Qifeng interjected, "like here? Why don't you buy a house here? "

There is no doubt that the local tyrant's behavior is obvious.

Tang Jiajia almost choked as she drank coconut juice. "Have you forgotten what the family precepts of Ning family are?"

"If it's for you, it's not a waste." Someone's answer is like a flow of kindness.

Tang Luo watched and consciously hung up the video, leaving the space for the couple.

Tang Jiajia drank the coconut juice. As soon as she came back, the photographer yelled,

"Mr. and Mrs. Ning, the sunset is beautiful at the moment. Let's take some more pictures!"

"Still shooting?"

Tang Jiajia expression immediately collapsed, Ning Qifeng smile, coax people to pull her in the past, "good, and then insist on it."

As the sun goes down and the sunset is gorgeous, they stand face to face. Tang Jiajia puts her hand on Ning Qifeng's shoulder. Somehow, she can't help laughing. Ning Qifeng seems to be infected too. It's hard to laugh. "What are you laughing at?"

Tang Jiajia curved her eyebrows. "What are you laughing at?"

"I don't know..."

See her smile, can not say the reason, as if the sunset fell into the heart, the whole person is particularly relaxed.

Sunset gorgeous, lining her smile more and more brilliant, Ning Qifeng eyes dim, hand on her waist to pull people close, bow to kiss up.

Tang Jiajia was stunned. Then she hooked the corner of her lips and wrapped her hands around his neck. Her back was against the setting sun, and her shadow was lingering.

The photographer didn't disturb him, so he quickly raised his camera to take this scene.

Later, Tang Jiajia saw the photos and felt that all the tiredness was worth it

Really, it's wonderful.

*

After they came back, it was not long before the wedding.

A few days ago in the afternoon, Xue Wanqing prepared paper money and so on. Tang Luo went to buy flowers. Four people and their children went to the cemetery together.

I don't know what happened. There are a lot of people coming to worship today

The cemetery, which has always been quiet and solemn, is a bit more lively.

Tang Luo holds his son and walks at the end.

Along the way, the smell of paper money burning mixed with the fragrance of flowers, inexplicably quiet people down.

Towards evening, the opposite peak is still filled with fog, reverberating, cold and lost.

When they get to the place, Xue Wanqing and Shan Wei squat down to clean the dust. Tang Luo and Tang Jiajia stand on one side and watch quietly. They feel uncomfortable at the bottom of their heart.

The older you get, the more obvious you will feel.

Think of the past and the Tang and Song Dynasties when the head, Tang Luo actually began to regret.

"Elder sister," Tang Jiajia observed her look, "would you like me to hold the baby? Would you like to have a rest?"

Little Lu Chen is also very aware of current affairs, and he is also silent when he is picked up by Tang Jiajia. The little angel shows up again.

After cleaning, Xue Wanqing took the paper money to light it carefully, and burned it slowly with Shan Wei. He also said something. His family is short, which is even more worrying.

After that, several people got up and left. At the entrance of the cemetery, they met Tang Mingyu, whom they had not seen for a long time.

After many days, he was thinner, dressed in a black coat, and his temperament was chilly, which made it more difficult to get close to him.

Seeing a few people, he didn't seem to be surprised. He said calmly, "Aunt Xue, aunt Shan, what a coincidence."

"Long time no see, Luoluo."

"Jiajia, I hear you are getting married soon?"

The three did not speak, and Tang Jiajia chuckled, "yes!"

No words again.

Shan Wei looks at him. Even if he wants to speak, he can't speak in front of several people.

Tang Luo held the child and calmed down, "goodbye."

He turned around and left, "goodbye, brother Mingyu!" Tang Jiajia threw down a sentence and followed up.