After that, Zhuo Yajun and Zhuomingxi's father and son forced each other to walk, which made the trees unwilling to compromise with them.

But not selling shares to compromise means she accepts Zhuo Lao's intentions.

Seems she's wrong no matter what she chooses.

Is that the biggest problem Zhuo Lao left her?

Yunting didn't know how to comfort the trees, so she had to come to accompany her to dinner often. Sometimes you don't have to say anything, companionship is the best comfort.

Looking at the trees now seemed to want to open, and Yunting was happy for her.

“Tomorrow is Zhuo Lao's memorial service. Will you come with me?” Wood clamped a piece of red roasted beef into Yunting, biting his chopsticks head and looking at Yunting.

“Did you forgive him?” Yunting's eyes lit up.

Trees shook their heads: "He didn't do anything wrong to me, so I didn't have to forgive him. Of course, I can't represent the dead either.

Because I'm me, I'm not Zhuojie.

Hopefully, there will be another parallel time. After his death, he will meet Yue Xiaotian and Zhuokong again. Go and redeem them yourself. ”

“Silly girl.” There was a smile on Yunting's face: “Of course I'm going with you. ”

“Mm-hmm.” The trees laughed and were in a good mood to clamp another piece of meat for Yunting.

It's also red roast beef. Why do you think the wood clips are particularly delicious?

“Give me another piece.” Yunting looked at the wooden chopsticks and waited to be fed.

Another piece of beef was caught in the woods, ready to be placed in a bowl of clouds.

Yunting Baba waited, but the little fairy turned her hand and turned her flesh into her mouth.

It's so unfriendly!

Assistant Qiu was originally looking for Lin Mu, watching the intimate interaction between the two mouths, I'm sorry to bother you. Think about it. Don't bother with the trees. Forget it.

……

The next day, the trees wore a black shirt and black trousers, which Yunting drove to Mr. Zhuo Jiancheng's memorial service.

After all, Mr. Zhuo Jiancheng was a generation of entrepreneurs and founder of Tiancheng Group. His memorial service was attended not only by a number of businessmen, but also by some politicians.

Such a large memorial service for celebrities will come whenever there is a sense of affection or a desire for affection.

The descendants of the Zhuojia family are in accordance with the Chinese Summer tradition of Pima Dai Xiao, strapped in white cloth, giving gifts to guests in the spiritual hall.

This scene alone lasted half a day. When the worship is over and the ashes are delivered, there will be some time in between for the Guests to rest and drink their tea.

The trees were mixed in the crowd, not particularly prominent, she also wanted to understand, she did not represent who, past grievances let the dead solve themselves, she only represented her trees.

To worship this old man in her own capacity, not as Zhuozheng's daughter or Yue Xiaotian's granddaughter.

At the memorial service, Zhuo family members, although they saw trees biting their teeth, did not have a seizure, but a gift arrived for several weeks.

After all, they are more honorable than the trees.

But after a break, Zhuo Yajun's wife, Liu Aiying, couldn't help but rush to the trees in a very unimaginable way:

“Little Fox Elf, what kind of magic did you use? Let the old man give you the estate, and now you've lost my son. ”

Her daughter-in-law, Min-soo Tian, held her three-year-old and cried vigorously beside her.

And the kid kept crying, “Give me back my dad, give me back my dad. ”