Chapter 295
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Meanwhile, the Nie family.
Master NIE is reading a newspaper on the sofa. When he hears the door ring, he looks up.
This is a surprise.
Nie also wore a black suit, as tall and straight as the wind.
"Why?" Nie old son pushed to push presbyopic, "unfilial son, how did you come back?"
Since Nie also joined the one character team, he quit the Nie family.
Even if it's Mr. Nie, I haven't seen him in 800 years.
"Yunshen, his grandfather has gone." Nie also frowned. He had been used to this address for a long time. "I'll come back to pack up and go to Shanghai."
Master Fu's illness was suddenly cured, and his departure was also sudden.
Nie also slightly nodded, with the fastest speed to pack up things, will push the door.
"Wait!" Nie old son stood up, look serious, "I go with you."
In fact, master Nie has never been in touch with the Fu family, and he doesn't know him.
But Nie also knew it because of him.
Fu Yunshen and Nie are also brothers. As Nie's grandfather, he can't sit by and ignore them.
Nie also steps: "good."
This time, Shanghai is really in a mess.
**
the affairs of the Fu family can be done very quickly.
In the afternoon, master Fu had already been sent to the mourning hall.
The Fu family has a special mourning hall. In the past, when the elders died, the juniors would stay here for five days.
The coffin was prepared more than three years ago. It was made of top quality rosewood.
Except for the families that had been separated out for a long time, all the Fu family rushed back, but they didn't feel much.
"Brother, where's the will?" Third master Fu took a look at the huge coffin and quietly walked to Fu Mingcheng. "Who did dad give yuxiangfang to?"
In fact, he just asked. He just wanted to share more shares and real estate. Yuxiangfang would not fall on him in any case.
Fu Mingcheng's face sank. He didn't speak. He just looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin.
Fu San Yeh followed his eyes to see past, the facial expression a change: "really give this kid?"
Take Yu Xiang Fang, Fu Yun deep he match?
"Kneeling for six hours." Fu Yichen cold hum, "grandfather has gone, to whom."
Although it's a wake, there are not as many rules as before, and you don't have to kneel.
But after Fu Yunshen sent master Fu into the hall, he knelt down here until now.
Fu Yihan's voice was cold: "Fu Yichen."
Fu Yichen shrunk his neck and immediately stopped talking.
He is not afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but what he fears most is his elder brother.
Fu Yihan walks over and squats down beside Fu Yunshen.
He took an envelope out of his arms, moved his lips, and then said, "Yunshen, grandfather Grandfather, the letter he sent you
This letter was found by Fu Mingcheng in the locked drawer. As soon as he saw it was for Fu Yunshen, Fu Mingcheng planned to tear it up and was stopped by Fu Yihan.
Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyes.
The wind opened his black skirt, but he didn't seem to feel any cold, and his body seemed completely numb.
His handsome complexion is unprecedented pale, always romantic smile peach blossom eyes, dead like a cold pool, no slightest fluctuation.
Fu Yi could not help but be surprised, and his heart was cold.
He had never seen such emotion in Fu Yunshen.
In my impression, his brother is always smiling, even if the knife cuts on him, he can still smile.
For a moment, Fu Yihan even felt that what was standing in front of him was not a person, but a skeleton without a soul.
Fu Yunshen didn't speak. He knelt down in front of the coffin, raised his slender fingers and slowly opened the letter.
Fu Yihan got up quickly and avoided.
The letter that master Fu specially wrote to Fu Yunshen must be that he didn't want others to see it.
Fu Yun bowed his head.
Master Fu's handwriting is very correct and neat, just like his military style.
He is slow to see.
Xiao Qi, when you see this letter, your grandfather has already gone to your grandmother and mother.
Don't be sad. Life, aging, illness and death are common things in the world.
Grandfather can live to this age, very happy.
As early as ten years ago, all my old comrades in arms went there one by one, and I made this day.
In his life, grandfather has traveled all over the world and killed many people. There's nothing to regret, but he's worried about you.
In fact, grandfather knows you are very powerful, grandfather useless, can not give you the best, you can go from unarmed step by step to today, really good.
You have enough capital to protect yourself, and the Fu family can't compare with you, but yuxiangfang is yours. Don't refuse.You have a knot in your heart, it's hard to open your heart, but grandfather can see that you have another spiritual support now, and grandfather can rest assured.
Xiao Qi, you are always the pride of your grandfather, and he is proud of you.
For grandfather, death is the beginning of another grand adventure. You should remember that grandfather has been watching you in the sky.
Fu Yichang's last stroke.
On November 2, 2020, Fu Yun read the letter for half an hour.
He didn't cry. He didn't even change his expression. He still knelt quietly in front of the coffin, his eyes were quiet.
It took a long time for Fu Yunshen to move.
His eyelashes drooped and his lips moved silently.
Of course, he can hide it from a lot of people.
But how could Mr. Fu, as his closest friend, cheat?
Mr. Fu didn't say it and pretended to be confused, because he also knew that if these things were exposed, the group of people 20 years ago would come back.
Mr. Fu was worried that he could not deal with those people, so he tried his best to protect him.
So now, his only relative in the world has gone.
There's nothing left.
Ying Zijin also half squats down, she always doesn't know how to comfort a person.
Just raised his hand and put it on his shoulder.
Fu Yunshen's shoulder moved, slightly turned his head: "Yao Yao, I'm ok."
After a pause, he seemed to be talking to her and persuading himself. He repeated it and laughed: "I'm ok."
But his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his complexion was even paler.
Ying Zijin is silent.
Master Fu asked her not to tell Fu Yunshen, and he didn't want Fu Yunshen to watch him go.
It's cruel to watch the people closest to you die step by step.
She got up again and went out.
Fu told her to watch Fu Yun eat deeply. This is not what Fu wanted to see.
Fu Mingcheng stepped forward and made a pilgrimage to the Lingtang. After bowing, his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen again.
Without any hesitation, he walked over and stood in front of master Fu's coffin.
"Fu Yunshen, your grandfather has already left. He wrote his will early and left you the yuxiangfang, but you know that you can't take over."
"If you don't want to let Fu's group decline in your hands, you can transfer yuxiangfang to me now. No matter what, I promise that you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, OK?"
Fu Yun deep raised his head, light amber pupil cold, cold meaning to kill: "get out."
He didn't move Fu Mingcheng because he wanted harmony with his descendants.
He followed Mr. Fu's advice.
But Mr. Fu is not here now.
Fu Mingcheng was shocked by the sight.
He felt light in his heart.
Fu Yunshen is just a dandy. Can he have any real strength?
What else can I do?
Master Fu is no longer there, and he doesn't need to maintain the mask of benevolence and filial piety to tear his face.
"That's it." Fu Yichen sneered, "nothing, why inherit yuxiangfang?"
Third master Fu and several other brothers and sisters did not speak, but they also meant that.
Yuxiangfang can be given to anyone, but not to Fu Yunshen.
"Dad, and you, Yichen." Fu Yihan's face sank. "Enough."
Mr. Fu's body is not cold. It's here.
Even if Fu Yunshen is not his brother, as for such fickleness?
"Yihan, don't make trouble." Fu pulls Fu Yihan aside and shakes her head. "Your father knows."
Fu Yihan's expression slightly stagnated: "Mom, you know yuxiangfang is..."
"Yes, I know." Mrs. Fu sighed, "but this man has already left. Yun Shen, if he knows how to incense, understands perfume, and gives Xiangfang a good deal to him."
"But he didn't inherit these two talents. Your father is also good for the Fu family."
But Fu Yihan couldn't bear it: "don't talk about it. Let's go out."
Fu Mingcheng, however, was irresistible and aggressive: "I have the document with me. You just need to sign it."
Fu Yunshen finally had the movement, he slowly stood up.
He looked up and laughed.
"When the old man came, he saw such a big play." Also at this time, outside the door, a faint voice fell, "Fu Mingcheng, great prestige."
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Meanwhile, the Nie family.
Master NIE is reading a newspaper on the sofa. When he hears the door ring, he looks up.
This is a surprise.
Nie also wore a black suit, as tall and straight as the wind.
"Why?" Nie old son pushed to push presbyopic, "unfilial son, how did you come back?"
Since Nie also joined the one character team, he quit the Nie family.
Even if it's Mr. Nie, I haven't seen him in 800 years.
"Yunshen, his grandfather has gone." Nie also frowned. He had been used to this address for a long time. "I'll come back to pack up and go to Shanghai."
Master Fu's illness was suddenly cured, and his departure was also sudden.
Nie also slightly nodded, with the fastest speed to pack up things, will push the door.
"Wait!" Nie old son stood up, look serious, "I go with you."
In fact, master Nie has never been in touch with the Fu family, and he doesn't know him.
But Nie also knew it because of him.
Fu Yunshen and Nie are also brothers. As Nie's grandfather, he can't sit by and ignore them.
Nie also steps: "good."
This time, Shanghai is really in a mess.
**
the affairs of the Fu family can be done very quickly.
In the afternoon, master Fu had already been sent to the mourning hall.
The Fu family has a special mourning hall. In the past, when the elders died, the juniors would stay here for five days.
The coffin was prepared more than three years ago. It was made of top quality rosewood.
Except for the families that had been separated out for a long time, all the Fu family rushed back, but they didn't feel much.
"Brother, where's the will?" Third master Fu took a look at the huge coffin and quietly walked to Fu Mingcheng. "Who did dad give yuxiangfang to?"
In fact, he just asked. He just wanted to share more shares and real estate. Yuxiangfang would not fall on him in any case.
Fu Mingcheng's face sank. He didn't speak. He just looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin.
Fu San Yeh followed his eyes to see past, the facial expression a change: "really give this kid?"
Take Yu Xiang Fang, Fu Yun deep he match?
"Kneeling for six hours." Fu Yichen cold hum, "grandfather has gone, to whom."
Although it's a wake, there are not as many rules as before, and you don't have to kneel.
But after Fu Yunshen sent master Fu into the hall, he knelt down here until now.
Fu Yihan's voice was cold: "Fu Yichen."
Fu Yichen shrunk his neck and immediately stopped talking.
He is not afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but what he fears most is his elder brother.
Fu Yihan walks over and squats down beside Fu Yunshen.
He took an envelope out of his arms, moved his lips, and then said, "Yunshen, grandfather Grandfather, the letter he sent you
This letter was found by Fu Mingcheng in the locked drawer. As soon as he saw it was for Fu Yunshen, Fu Mingcheng planned to tear it up and was stopped by Fu Yihan.
Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyes.
The wind opened his black skirt, but he didn't seem to feel any cold, and his body seemed completely numb.
His handsome complexion is unprecedented pale, always romantic smile peach blossom eyes, dead like a cold pool, no slightest fluctuation.
Fu Yi could not help but be surprised, and his heart was cold.
He had never seen such emotion in Fu Yunshen.
In my impression, his brother is always smiling, even if the knife cuts on him, he can still smile.
For a moment, Fu Yihan even felt that what was standing in front of him was not a person, but a skeleton without a soul.
Fu Yunshen didn't speak. He knelt down in front of the coffin, raised his slender fingers and slowly opened the letter.
Fu Yihan got up quickly and avoided.
The letter that master Fu specially wrote to Fu Yunshen must be that he didn't want others to see it.
Fu Yun bowed his head.
Master Fu's handwriting is very correct and neat, just like his military style.
He is slow to see.
Xiao Qi, when you see this letter, your grandfather has already gone to your grandmother and mother.
Don't be sad. Life, aging, illness and death are common things in the world.
Grandfather can live to this age, very happy.
As early as ten years ago, all my old comrades in arms went there one by one, and I made this day.
In his life, grandfather has traveled all over the world and killed many people. There's nothing to regret, but he's worried about you.
In fact, grandfather knows you are very powerful, grandfather useless, can not give you the best, you can go from unarmed step by step to today, really good.
You have enough capital to protect yourself, and the Fu family can't compare with you, but yuxiangfang is yours. Don't refuse.You have a knot in your heart, it's hard to open your heart, but grandfather can see that you have another spiritual support now, and grandfather can rest assured.
Xiao Qi, you are always the pride of your grandfather, and he is proud of you.
For grandfather, death is the beginning of another grand adventure. You should remember that grandfather has been watching you in the sky.
Fu Yichang's last stroke.
On November 2, 2020, Fu Yun read the letter for half an hour.
He didn't cry. He didn't even change his expression. He still knelt quietly in front of the coffin, his eyes were quiet.
It took a long time for Fu Yunshen to move.
His eyelashes drooped and his lips moved silently.
Of course, he can hide it from a lot of people.
But how could Mr. Fu, as his closest friend, cheat?
Mr. Fu didn't say it and pretended to be confused, because he also knew that if these things were exposed, the group of people 20 years ago would come back.
Mr. Fu was worried that he could not deal with those people, so he tried his best to protect him.
So now, his only relative in the world has gone.
There's nothing left.
Ying Zijin also half squats down, she always doesn't know how to comfort a person.
Just raised his hand and put it on his shoulder.
Fu Yunshen's shoulder moved, slightly turned his head: "Yao Yao, I'm ok."
After a pause, he seemed to be talking to her and persuading himself. He repeated it and laughed: "I'm ok."
But his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his complexion was even paler.
Ying Zijin is silent.
Master Fu asked her not to tell Fu Yunshen, and he didn't want Fu Yunshen to watch him go.
It's cruel to watch the people closest to you die step by step.
She got up again and went out.
Fu told her to watch Fu Yun eat deeply. This is not what Fu wanted to see.
Fu Mingcheng stepped forward and made a pilgrimage to the Lingtang. After bowing, his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen again.
Without any hesitation, he walked over and stood in front of master Fu's coffin.
"Fu Yunshen, your grandfather has already left. He wrote his will early and left you the yuxiangfang, but you know that you can't take over."
"If you don't want to let Fu's group decline in your hands, you can transfer yuxiangfang to me now. No matter what, I promise that you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, OK?"
Fu Yun deep raised his head, light amber pupil cold, cold meaning to kill: "get out."
He didn't move Fu Mingcheng because he wanted harmony with his descendants.
He followed Mr. Fu's advice.
But Mr. Fu is not here now.
Fu Mingcheng was shocked by the sight.
He felt light in his heart.
Fu Yunshen is just a dandy. Can he have any real strength?
What else can I do?
Master Fu is no longer there, and he doesn't need to maintain the mask of benevolence and filial piety to tear his face.
"That's it." Fu Yichen sneered, "nothing, why inherit yuxiangfang?"
Third master Fu and several other brothers and sisters did not speak, but they also meant that.
Yuxiangfang can be given to anyone, but not to Fu Yunshen.
"Dad, and you, Yichen." Fu Yihan's face sank. "Enough."
Mr. Fu's body is not cold. It's here.
Even if Fu Yunshen is not his brother, as for such fickleness?
"Yihan, don't make trouble." Fu pulls Fu Yihan aside and shakes her head. "Your father knows."
Fu Yihan's expression slightly stagnated: "Mom, you know yuxiangfang is..."
"Yes, I know." Mrs. Fu sighed, "but this man has already left. Yun Shen, if he knows how to incense, understands perfume, and gives Xiangfang a good deal to him."
"But he didn't inherit these two talents. Your father is also good for the Fu family."
But Fu Yihan couldn't bear it: "don't talk about it. Let's go out."
Fu Mingcheng, however, was irresistible and aggressive: "I have the document with me. You just need to sign it."
Fu Yunshen finally had the movement, he slowly stood up.
He looked up and laughed.
"When the old man came, he saw such a big play." Also at this time, outside the door, a faint voice fell, "Fu Mingcheng, great prestige."
Meanwhile, the Nie family. Master NIE is reading a newspaper on the sofa. When he hears the door ring, he looks up. This is a surprise. Nie also wore a black suit, as tall and straight as the wind. "Why?" Nie old son pushed to push presbyopic, "unfilial son, how did you come back?" Since Nie also joined the one character team, he quit the Nie family. Even if it's Mr. Nie, I haven't seen him in 800 years. "Yunshen, his grandfather has gone." Nie also frowned. He had been used to this address for a long time. "I'll come back to pack up and go to Shanghai." Master Fu's illness was suddenly cured, and his departure was also sudden. Nie also slightly nodded, with the fastest speed to pack up things, will push the door. "Wait!" Nie old son stood up, look serious, "I go with you." In fact, master Nie has never been in touch with the Fu family, and he doesn't know him. But Nie also knew it because of him. Fu Yunshen and Nie are also brothers. As Nie's grandfather, he can't sit by and ignore them. Nie also steps: "good." This time, Shanghai is really in a mess. **the affairs of the Fu family can be done very quickly. In the afternoon, master Fu had already been sent to the mourning hall. The Fu family has a special mourning hall. In the past, when the elders died, the juniors would stay here for five days. The coffin was prepared more than three years ago. It was made of top quality rosewood. Except for the families that had been separated out for a long time, all the Fu family rushed back, but they didn't feel much. "Brother, where's the will?" Third master Fu took a look at the huge coffin and quietly walked to Fu Mingcheng. "Who did dad give yuxiangfang to?" In fact, he just asked. He just wanted to share more shares and real estate. Yuxiangfang would not fall on him in any case. Fu Mingcheng's face sank. He didn't speak. He just looked at the man kneeling in front of the coffin. Fu San Yeh followed his eyes to see past, the facial expression a change: "really give this kid?" Take Yu Xiang Fang, Fu Yun deep he match? "Kneeling for six hours." Fu Yichen cold hum, "grandfather has gone, to whom." Although it's a wake, there are not as many rules as before, and you don't have to kneel. But after Fu Yunshen sent master Fu into the hall, he knelt down here until now. Fu Yihan's voice was cold: "Fu Yichen." Fu Yichen shrunk his neck and immediately stopped talking. He is not afraid of Fu Mingcheng, but what he fears most is his elder brother. Fu Yihan walks over and squats down beside Fu Yunshen. He took an envelope out of his arms, moved his lips, and then said, "Yunshen, grandfather Grandfather, the letter he sent you This letter was found by Fu Mingcheng in the locked drawer. As soon as he saw it was for Fu Yunshen, Fu Mingcheng planned to tear it up and was stopped by Fu Yihan. Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyes. The wind opened his black skirt, but he didn't seem to feel any cold, and his body seemed completely numb. His handsome complexion is unprecedented pale, always romantic smile peach blossom eyes, dead like a cold pool, no slightest fluctuation. Fu Yi could not help but be surprised, and his heart was cold. He had never seen such emotion in Fu Yunshen. In my impression, his brother is always smiling, even if the knife cuts on him, he can still smile. For a moment, Fu Yihan even felt that what was standing in front of him was not a person, but a skeleton without a soul. Fu Yunshen didn't speak. He knelt down in front of the coffin, raised his slender fingers and slowly opened the letter. Fu Yihan got up quickly and avoided. The letter that master Fu specially wrote to Fu Yunshen must be that he didn't want others to see it. Fu Yun bowed his head. Master Fu's handwriting is very correct and neat, just like his military style. He is slow to see. Xiao Qi, when you see this letter, your grandfather has already gone to your grandmother and mother. Don't be sad. Life, aging, illness and death are common things in the world. Grandfather can live to this age, very happy. As early as ten years ago, all my old comrades in arms went there one by one, and I made this day. In his life, grandfather has traveled all over the world and killed many people. There's nothing to regret, but he's worried about you. In fact, grandfather knows you are very powerful, grandfather useless, can not give you the best, you can go from unarmed step by step to today, really good. You have enough capital to protect yourself, and the Fu family can't compare with you, but yuxiangfang is yours. Don't refuse.You have a knot in your heart, it's hard to open your heart, but grandfather can see that you have another spiritual support now, and grandfather can rest assured. Xiao Qi, you are always the pride of your grandfather, and he is proud of you. For grandfather, death is the beginning of another grand adventure. You should remember that grandfather has been watching you in the sky. Fu Yichang's last stroke. On November 2, 2020, Fu Yun read the letter for half an hour. He didn't cry. He didn't even change his expression. He still knelt quietly in front of the coffin, his eyes were quiet. It took a long time for Fu Yunshen to move. His eyelashes drooped and his lips moved silently. Of course, he can hide it from a lot of people. But how could Mr. Fu, as his closest friend, cheat? Mr. Fu didn't say it and pretended to be confused, because he also knew that if these things were exposed, the group of people 20 years ago would come back. Mr. Fu was worried that he could not deal with those people, so he tried his best to protect him. So now, his only relative in the world has gone. There's nothing left. Ying Zijin also half squats down, she always doesn't know how to comfort a person. Just raised his hand and put it on his shoulder. Fu Yunshen's shoulder moved, slightly turned his head: "Yao Yao, I'm ok." After a pause, he seemed to be talking to her and persuading himself. He repeated it and laughed: "I'm ok." But his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his complexion was even paler. Ying Zijin is silent. Master Fu asked her not to tell Fu Yunshen, and he didn't want Fu Yunshen to watch him go. It's cruel to watch the people closest to you die step by step. She got up again and went out. Fu told her to watch Fu Yun eat deeply. This is not what Fu wanted to see. Fu Mingcheng stepped forward and made a pilgrimage to the Lingtang. After bowing, his eyes fell on Fu Yunshen again. Without any hesitation, he walked over and stood in front of master Fu's coffin. "Fu Yunshen, your grandfather has already left. He wrote his will early and left you the yuxiangfang, but you know that you can't take over." "If you don't want to let Fu's group decline in your hands, you can transfer yuxiangfang to me now. No matter what, I promise that you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, OK?" Fu Yun deep raised his head, light amber pupil cold, cold meaning to kill: "get out." He didn't move Fu Mingcheng because he wanted harmony with his descendants. He followed Mr. Fu's advice. But Mr. Fu is not here now. Fu Mingcheng was shocked by the sight. He felt light in his heart. Fu Yunshen is just a dandy. Can he have any real strength? What else can I do? Master Fu is no longer there, and he doesn't need to maintain the mask of benevolence and filial piety to tear his face. "That's it." Fu Yichen sneered, "nothing, why inherit yuxiangfang?" Third master Fu and several other brothers and sisters did not speak, but they also meant that. Yuxiangfang can be given to anyone, but not to Fu Yunshen. "Dad, and you, Yichen." Fu Yihan's face sank. "Enough." Mr. Fu's body is not cold. It's here. Even if Fu Yunshen is not his brother, as for such fickleness? "Yihan, don't make trouble." Fu pulls Fu Yihan aside and shakes her head. "Your father knows." Fu Yihan's expression slightly stagnated: "Mom, you know yuxiangfang is..." "Yes, I know." Mrs. Fu sighed, "but this man has already left. Yun Shen, if he knows how to incense, understands perfume, and gives Xiangfang a good deal to him." "But he didn't inherit these two talents. Your father is also good for the Fu family." But Fu Yihan couldn't bear it: "don't talk about it. Let's go out." Fu Mingcheng, however, was irresistible and aggressive: "I have the document with me. You just need to sign it." Fu Yunshen finally had the movement, he slowly stood up. He looked up and laughed. "When the old man came, he saw such a big play." Also at this time, outside the door, a faint voice fell, "Fu Mingcheng, great prestige."
