The Wen family and the Zhang family accompanied Gu Bufan, and everyone burned incense and burned paper money. Except for Song Nuan, Gu Bufan and Zhang Ziqiang, others did not know that this was just an empty tomb.

Gu Bufan was wearing a white robe and a sad face.

He sat cross-legged by the grave, with a pot of wine and two glasses in front of him.

Song Nuan was also wearing a white dress. She knelt in front of the grave and burned it into the copper basin with paper money. The others stood quietly behind them, the atmosphere was very depressing and sad.

"Junior sister, senior brother, I wish you a cup of wine and I hope you are safe and sound."

Gu Bufan poured the wine in one sip and poured another glass on the ground.

He drank three drinks in a row.

His sad appearance made others feel unbearable to see him.

"Nuan Girl, this is the lifelong effort of your uncle, and it is also something that made her die. You burn it and burn it to your uncle. Let her continue to do what she likes to do in the underworld."

Gu Bufan took out the poisonous scripture from his arms.

Song Nuan reached out to pick it up.

"here it is?"

Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang Yuan, Mr. Yang Er, and Yang Yuan and Mu Qing appeared together, and they stared at the poisonous scriptures in Song Nuan's hands.

Song Nuan didn't respond to them.

Gu Bufan glanced at them, then poured wine while drinking, and said as if he was talking to himself: "This is the lifelong hard work of my junior sister. She spent all her life developing and recording the poison scriptures."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions were different.

Gu Bufan ignored it and said, "She is stupid, why are she developing these things? She lost her life for this. At the last moment, I wonder if she had regretted it. Now that people go, things should go with her."

Mu Qing stared at the things in Song Nuan's hand with an excited look on his face.

"Doctor Gu, is this the poisonous scripture of Senior Mei?"

Gu Bufan nodded.

"My girl, let's burn it. Your uncle asked me to dream last night and asked me to take the things to her. You burn it, don't keep it."

“Yes, Master.”

Song Nuan responded and threw the poisonous sutra into the brazier.

"Wait a minute." Mu Qing shouted, "Doctor Gu, this is the hard work of Senior Mei for the rest of his life. Isn't it a pity to have such a fever?"

Upon hearing this, the sadness on Gu Bufan's face became stronger.

"When she was alive, I never denied her intention. I never stopped her from doing anything she wanted to do. Now she asked me to bring her something, how could I not bring it? The warm girl, it burned."

“Yes, Master.”

The poisonous scripture fell into the brazier, and in an instant, the flames burst out, and black words were vaguely seen disappearing.

Mu Qing's hands, which had fallen beside her, clenched her fists and stared at the brazier tightly.

His heart is bleeding.

Mei Busu’s poisonous scriptures, who doesn’t want them in the world? But he could only watch the poisonous scriptures that everyone dreamed of were burned by a fire.

After the poisonous scriptures were burned, Mr. Yang and his friends also lit incense and burned incense to Mei Busu together.

Gu Bufan sat next to the grave, just occasionally talking to himself and talking to Mei Busu, drinking sad wine glass by cup.

After Song Nuan finished burning the paper money, she invited the Yang family to [Zhengyangju] for tea.

She was used to entertain people by Gu Bufan.

Although these people came uninvited, they were considered to have worshipped Mei Buuu and deserved to be entertained. Mr. Yang stepped into [Zhengyangju] again and suddenly felt like he suddenly realized that he had passed away.

"Grandma, I'll go find Sister Mei Zi."

Song Nuan poured tea for them and went out.

Mr. Yang looked at her back and sighed inwardly. Song Nuan didn't like him. He knew in his heart that although the matter was handled at the beginning of the year, his approach at that time was indeed passed.

Song Nuan is calm and angry, which is normal.

However, Mr. Yang did not regret it because he attached more importance to Song Qiao. For him, this was the continuation of his daughter's life. Seeing Song Qiao, he seemed to see Yang Yuxin.

Or maybe he compensated Song Qiao for all his guilt towards Yang Yuxin.

Today, Boss Song moved to his house, and his Yang family only had two tables.

He gave the Song family full of face.

After leaving the yard, Song Nuan exhaled a breath of erosion.

Before she walked far, she heard someone calling her from behind. Song Nuan stopped, turned around and looked, and saw Yang Eryuan walking towards her with a hurried look on his face.

"Madam Wen, please wait a moment."

"Master Yang Er, I wonder what's wrong with you calling me?" Song Nuan looked at him, and Master Yang pointed to the front, "Let's talk while walking."

Song Nuan nodded.

She didn't say anything, and was waiting for Mr. Yang to speak first.

After a while, Mr. Yang turned his head and looked at her and said, "Madam Wen, I wonder if I can call you a big girl?"

Song Nuan was stunned when she heard this, and she understood everything in her heart.

She smiled faintly and said, "No need, let's call me Mrs. Wen. If you have anything to do with the Second Master, please tell me."

Listening to Mr. Yang's tone, he probably knew the relationship between him and He Ju.

She was quite surprised. Mr. Yang's behavior was quite normal and he had no intention of being angry.

Since that's the case, why didn't He Ju dare to tell Mr. Yang Er?

Mr. Yang nodded and did not force himself, "Okay! Then I will call you Mrs. Wen like before. I have nothing to do, I just want to invite Mrs. Wen to the county."

"Does the second master want me to help your concubine protect her pregnancy?" Song Nuan asked directly without taking a turn.

Mr. Yang nodded.

"No one believed He Ju, and she was determined to give birth to this child. She is not young this year and is risking such a big risk to conceive. I want you to come over and show her. She won't feel at ease when she finds someone to show her."

Upon hearing this, Song Nuan smiled.

"I didn't expect that the second master was so concerned about her? Even so, how could she have been pregnant and slippery all these years? Since she has no way to give birth to a child, why did the second master let her get pregnant with a child?"

Mr. Yang listened to her words and sighed, "It's not that I haven't thought about these issues, but she is also stubborn and wants to have a child that belongs to me and her."

"Maybe, she is trying to strengthen her better life."

Song Nuan couldn't help but show sarcasm on her face.

Song Nuan cannot forgive He Ju’s actions no matter what she has any difficulties.

After knowing her life experience, He Ju treated herself like that, but what about Song Jiabao and Song Ling, that was He Ju's biological child.

Song Nuan is now unable to speak ill of Yang Erye.

"Oh..." Mr. Yang sighed again, pity appeared on his face, "It's not easy for He Ju. Mrs. Wen didn't know anything. When I met her, she was really miserable."

Mr. Yang told Song Nuan about the whole story of meeting He Ju back then.

After hearing this, Song Nuan only had one idea, that is, there must be pitiful things for hateful people.

"Mr. Yang Er, for his mother, is the one who is a mother. Since she is a mother, she should protect her children. She has been in the Yang Mansion for so many years. As long as she is determined, she will not know what the three of us are in the Song family. Over the years, she has seen us in the future and never lends a helping hand. Later, even if I accidentally met her, she only said to me, "Don't know each other."

"Actually, I don't understand, how could there be such a mother in the world? Even if her life is hard-won, it is really more important than a child?"

"If she really values ​​her children so much and is trying hard to give birth to Mr. Yang's child like now? Then why can she abandon her three of us?"

"Actually, the reason is very simple. That is because she gave birth to Yang Erye's child, her life was more tight, and the three of us were just her burden."

Song Nuan stopped, "Second Master, you don't have to follow me anymore. Let's just say something. I won't go to see her. As for pregnancy protection, I believe that Second Master himself has a way. If Second Master can't even protect his unborn child, then I really look down on you a little."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yang knew that he could not persuade him, and could not invite Song Nuan to see He Ju.

And he was also ashamed of listening to Song Nuan's words.

Song Nuan was right. He couldn't even protect his unborn child, so why do you have the face to ask others to help his concubine protect his concubine?

Song Nuan's words woke up Mr. Yang.

He nodded, "Okay! Then Mrs. Wen will do her own business first. I know what to do."

Song Nuannun turned around and left, and went to the Zhang family.

She chatted with Mo Meizi at the Zhang family, and waited until the sound of firecrackers on the Song family that she carried the child back to [Zhengyangju].

In this way, there is no need to meet the Yang family anymore.

The new home of the Song family.

Boss Song was pulled into the house by Lu.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? The meal is about to start now. Pull me in, what do you want to say?"

Lu clasped his arm viciously and pinched Boss Song so hard that he sucked the air conditioner.
To be continued...