Sister, you miss me

"I think it's a way." Wang Bingqian agreed.

Wang Fenglin and Dolly also shook their heads for a while, and then Wang Fenglin said with an old-fashioned look, "We should take extraordinary measures in extraordinary times."

Yang Feng slapped her palms and spread her hands: "Okay, as you said, who made her pregnant?"

This time, everyone looked at him in unison.

Yang Feng cursed his mother in his heart, Lao Tzu is not a pig, and Lao Tzu doesn't have that heavy taste and is not so abnormal.

Wang Bingqian and Han Xue looked at each other, Han Xue held back a smile, and Wang Bingqian said: "Of course it is you. We can all see that she has a deep attachment to you. At present, you are the only reason for her to live. I can accept you. So..."

After a pause, Wang Bingqian continued: "This glorious and arduous task can only be done by you."

Yang Feng: "I can't do it, just kill me!" After saying this, he walked away.

The next day, Yang Feng was about to leave to attend Han Xiangzhang's funeral.

He left with Han Xue. For this reason, Yang Feng asked Wang Bingqian to take care of them.

A Tao was too pitiful, and the encounter was sympathetic. Wang Bingqian didn't go to the clinic at all, stayed with A Tao every step of the way, and kept enlightening her.

And Chen Dazhuang's girlfriend has professional nursing experience and directly came to help take care of Tao.

Under the care of both of them wholeheartedly, even if Yang Feng is not in front of them, A Tao's face occasionally shows a frustrated smile.

...

Han Xiangzhang's funeral was held in the Kun City Government Auditorium of Yunjiang Province, and his level was high enough to hold a memorial service.

At the funeral, many military and political leaders came.

Everyone was surprised to see Yang Feng standing with Han Xue.

I haven't heard that Han Xiangzhang's daughter has an object.

At this time, Yang Feng had an oversized Armani on his face, so even unfamiliar people would not recognize it.

Besides, his reputation in Yunjiang is much smaller than in Beidu, far from the point where "no one knows the king".

Ever since, on the one hand, Yang Feng worked with Han Xue to thank the guests, and on the other hand, he became a quiet beautiful man.

The memorial service was presided over by a leader of the Municipal Bureau. The big figures finished their speeches one by one. Finally, the leaders brought higher leaders to visit the family members.

Among the leaders, there are also some business tycoons.

It was the turn of the city bureau leader. He shook Han Xue's hand and said, "Xiaoxue, you are our uncles and uncles who watched you grow up. Although your father has made some mistakes in his work, his leadership is qualitative. He is a sacrifice. At the job, he also uncovered the black sheep in the system at the last moment. He is a martyr and a role model for my generation."

"Uncle Jiang, stop talking." Han Xue cried bitterly.

Leader Jiang nodded: "Thanks to your dad, Tang Xiaozhou's lawbreaking, he also unearthed several comrades in the military and political circles. In the future, the anti-drug work at our borders will certainly be carried out more smoothly."

"Huh?" Han Xue smiled miserably, "Uncle Jiang, dear leaders, thank you for your affirmation. I affirm the value of my dad's death. I feel more comfortable. My dad will certainly be able to smile at Jiuquan."

At this time, a provincial leader said: "In this operation, our personnel suffered heavy losses. However, the family members have received pensions. The family members have a high level of awareness and there is no factor of instability."

Another leader said: “You don’t know. I heard that all the family members of the casualties, in addition to government pensions, also received a large sum of money. The money went directly to the household, but it was directly from Switzerland. The person who entered the account is very mysterious, but he is a caring person."

"Who would it be?"

A group of well-dressed big men looked at each other.

"It must be someone who knows this action well, because he didn't leave a comrade behind."

A military leader shook his head: "As far as I know, no one who understands this operation has such wealth, but..."

"But what?" someone couldn't help asking.

The military leader said: "According to our latest intelligence, the government of Country M is liquidating the wealth of the Weilong Group and discovered that it has lost a small amount of money, which is as high as one billion US dollars."

"Oh." Everyone was excited.

The provincial leader's eyes lit up, "This is a coincidence. According to our rough statistics, the sum of money other than pensions is almost one billion U.S. dollars."

"Weilong can't be so kind, who would it be?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Han Xue looked at Yang Feng, and slowly squeezed his left hand, with a slight force, through the sunglasses, looking at him affectionately at his expressionless face.

Yang Feng didn't respond. He knew that Han Xue guessed it was him.

Han Xiangzhang covered the national flag and pushed it into the incinerator. With the atomized diesel oil and the high temperature of nine hundred degrees, he turned into a pile of white ash.

Sprinkle the white ash on the clothes in the coffin and pour into the soil.

God was very suitable for the scene, and a light rain fell.

Han Xue couldn't hold on anymore, crying loudly, tears like torrential rain.

After the funeral, the family arranged a reception to thank the guests.

Han Xue hugged Yang Feng's arm, shuttled between the feast, toasting.

The leaders were very reserved and did not ask Yang Feng's identity.

However, there was a table of local businessmen, and Han Xiangzhang had some dealings with these people during his lifetime.

"Xiaoxue, who is this?" A guy with fat intestines and brains stared at Han Xue, his urn sounded.

Of course he asked Yang Feng.

"Who are you?" Han Xue asked politely.

"You don't even know me?" The middle-aged black fat man shook his head, and someone next to him interrupted and said: "This is my big taxpayer in Yunjiang, the head of Mulong Group."

Yang Feng has also heard of this Mulong Group. Its main business is Chinese medicinal materials, and of course it also deals in jade and the like. It is indeed a giant in the cloud frontier.

It seems that Han Xiangzhang had a good network during his lifetime.

"Mr. Mu is good." The visitor is a guest, and everyone has reported to her family. As the host, she always greets her.

Mr. Mu sighed: "Old Han left without saying a word, leaving a beautiful girl like a jade...Tsk..."

Han Xue was expressionless, but Yang Feng could hear a strange smell in the other party's words.

"Xiaoxue, don't worry, your father is gone, and our uncles and uncles will never let you suffer." Mr. Mu's master spirit is admirable.

Are you familiar with you? Seeing that you are full of intestines and brains, 80% of you are a profiteer. I really don’t know what bad water you are holding back.

The next middleman said: "Yes, I heard that Xiaoxue has no husband's family, and Mr. Mu's precious son has reached the age of marriage. This is simply a golden marriage!"

When the traitor said so, Yang Feng understood it, and he dared to love Han Xue, and wanted Han Xue to be his daughter-in-law.

"If you don't work hard, I'm not a kid anymore." Han Xue smiled far-fetched.

"Uncle is not afraid that you will be deceived, who is this kid? Wearing a pair of sunglasses, is it shameful?"

Mr. Mu finally aimed his muzzle at Yang Feng.

Before Yang Feng said, Han Xue spoke directly: "He is my man."

"What?" Mr. Mu was puzzled for a while, "Xiaoxue, don't be too casual, how can he be worthy of you?"

"You don't know him, how do you know he is not worthy of me, and even if he is an ordinary person, he is better than your idiot son."

"Dead girl, what are you talking about!" Mr. Mu was furious, his face grim, where there is half the kindness of the elders, he can see that the leaders leave one after another, and now he has the highest status, so he dare to be arrogant. Domineering.

Mr. Mu pointed to Han Xue's nose and cursed: "Smelly 38, cheap maid, Han Xiangzhang is dead, do you think you are the chief daughter and still look down on my Lin'er? You...you will regret it."

Mr. Mu was angry, his dead fish eyes were quite scary, and Han Xue subconsciously hugged Yang Feng's arm tightly.

Yang Feng covered the back of Han Xue's hand with Yang Feng's left hand, and Han Xue immediately felt extremely relieved.

A person who wiped out the drug cartel with one's own efforts, and a person in charge of the Fengxue Group, which is in charge of hundreds of billions of assets, can't bring her a sense of security?

The Han family organizes funerals, the so-called thank-you banquet, which is a kind of profit. No one will eat and drink or be happy on such occasions.

Originally, this thing just passed.

However, at the end, Han Xue was a little uncomfortable.

It seems that Mr. Mu wants to buy and sell strongly.

Yang Feng didn't regard it as the same thing.

Seeing off the guests, Yang Feng accompanies Han Xue back home.

It was a house divided by the municipal government, with three bedrooms and two halls. Originally the father and daughter lived, and it was more than enough.

now……

Yang Feng went in and saw that Han Xue had already packed up, and obviously had no plans to live.

The furniture is covered with white cloth.

"This house is for father's welfare. The unit does not intend to take it back, but it cannot be sold either."

Han Xue said to herself: "Of course, I didn't plan to sell, and I don't want to rent out. This is where my childhood is carried. At that time, my mother was still..."

He said silently, tears overflowed his eyes, slid across his face, hung on the elegant chin, crystal clear, reflecting the brilliance of the night light.

Yang Feng sighed slightly, "If necessary, there is a shoulder here."

Han Xue moved, one step two steps three steps, leaning on his shoulders, and wept loudly.

Yang Feng wanted to say: cry, cry, you will feel better when you cry.After thinking about it, this line is also very old-fashioned. We are very people and don't take the usual path.

If you can't think of a suitable word of comfort for a while, just keep silent.

Anyway, what Han Xue needs at this time is a shoulder to lean on, an object that can quietly let her talk.

I don't know how long it has been standing, Han Xue actually fell asleep.

Yang Feng smiled bitterly, this girl was exhausted in the past two days, too tired in her heart.

Put it on the sofa, one thigh instead of a pillow, let Han Xue sleep on it, and Yang Feng looked at her quietly.

At this moment, Yang Feng had never been calm before.

Consciousness involuntarily entered the ring space.

by!

stunned.

If there is a mirror, Yang Feng can definitely see his stunned expression.

Two days ago, I was holding two dying beasts in the Poisonous Miasma Forest. At that time, they were too busy to take care of them, so they threw them into the space.

Yang Feng almost forgot.

Where can I think that the space has cured the wounds of two animals.

A big snake, a spider, all beards and tails are healed, and the colors are getting brighter, the head of the snake and the end of the spider's foot are shining with a little golden light.