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Tang Fu came down the stairs and looked at Qin Jiu. Seeing that he was wearing a Taoist robe, he asked, "is it Taoist priest Qin?"
Qin Jiu stood up and nodded, "it's me."
Tang Fu looked around his eyes, "where is my daughter's body now?" The tone is flat, not as imagined, Tang Fu seems not to care about the life and death of Tangguo.
In an instant, Qin Jiu's smile stopped. "If you put it in another place, you can't come in with such a swagger?"
"Yes, too." Tang Fu sat on the sofa, "how much do you need for Taoist priest Qin? I'll ask someone to buy a graveyard some other day. Then I'll trouble Taoist priest Qin. Take her directly and bury her."
Qin Jiu looked at Tang Guo floating on one side and hesitated for a moment, "is it just a simple burial?"
"What else does Taoist priest Qin think?"
Qin Jiu frowned. "Tang Guo is dead in vain. She needs to go beyond her limits. She needs to set up a spiritual hall at home to pick her up. Isn't Mr. Qin too hasty?" In fact, these are what Qin Jiu deliberately said. Tang Fu's appearance seems to have no concern about Tang Guo's return.
"Setting up a soul hall at home?"
There was a female voice from upstairs. A beautiful woman with a baby in her arms came down. "It's impossible. How can we do these bad things at home, husband," the woman called to Tang Fu, "our son has not been born for a long time. How can we set up a spiritual Hall in case the Yin Qi rushes to him?"
"This is it?" Qin Jiu asked.
"My wife."
Tang Fu quickly helped the woman to the sofa and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. "Don't worry. I just ask people to buy a graveyard for her. Everything will be handed over to Mr. Qin. There will be no funeral hall at home."
Qin Jiu's heart sank, subconsciously went to see Tang Guo, but found that she was smiling, and finally floated to his back, gently said, "this woman, not my mother, you help me to find out what happened in recent years. As for the bones, take them away. They don't have to be put here. "
With that, she floated to the TV with a smile on her face. Looking at this smile, his heart is not taste. Even if it is just a ceremony to welcome her return, I don't know whether she is disappointed or not.
"This is not Tang Guo's own mother, is he?"
After hearing this, the woman said angrily, "Taoist priest, will you talk? Do I look so old?"
"Then I need to inform Tang Guo's mother. She has the right to know about it."
The woman's face is not very good-looking, or Tang Fu said, "after Xiaoguo's accident, her mother died in a car accident in order to find her."
"Let's go, Qin Jiu."
Qin Jiu nodded and stood up. "Excuse me, Mr. Tang."
"Taoist priest, you haven't said how much money you need to help Xiaoguo take care of the affairs. The family really can't do those bad things. My son has just been born."
Qin Jiu said coldly, "Mr. Tang doesn't welcome her, so I have to take her to another place to bury." With that, he left without looking back.
Tang Fu did not detain, the woman beside him curled her lips, "husband, what does he mean?"
"It doesn't mean much." Tang Fu did not care about a smile, touched the young son in the woman's arms, "dead, where compared to live."
The woman looked at the direction of Qin Jiu and laughed deeply. Yes, there is no comparison between the dead and the living.
Tang Guo saw the woman's strange smile and fell into meditation.
"I'll choose a good place for you." Walking in the street, Qin Jiu said, "what kind of place do you like?"
"Cemeteries are expensive."
"I still have some savings."
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Tang Fu came down the stairs and looked at Qin Jiu. Seeing that he was wearing a Taoist robe, he asked, "is it Taoist priest Qin?"
Qin Jiu stood up and nodded, "it's me."
Tang Fu looked around his eyes, "where is my daughter's body now?" The tone is flat, not as imagined, Tang Fu seems not to care about the life and death of Tangguo.
In an instant, Qin Jiu's smile stopped. "If you put it in another place, you can't come in with such a swagger?"
"Yes, too." Tang Fu sat on the sofa, "how much do you need for Taoist priest Qin? I'll ask someone to buy a graveyard some other day. Then I'll trouble Taoist priest Qin. Take her directly and bury her."
Qin Jiu looked at Tang Guo floating on one side and hesitated for a moment, "is it just a simple burial?"
"What else does Taoist priest Qin think?"
Qin Jiu frowned. "Tang Guo is dead in vain. She needs to go beyond her limits. She needs to set up a spiritual hall at home to pick her up. Isn't Mr. Qin too hasty?" In fact, these are what Qin Jiu deliberately said. Tang Fu's appearance seems to have no concern about Tang Guo's return.
"Setting up a soul hall at home?"
There was a female voice from upstairs. A beautiful woman with a baby in her arms came down. "It's impossible. How can we do these bad things at home, husband," the woman called to Tang Fu, "our son has not been born for a long time. How can we set up a spiritual Hall in case the Yin Qi rushes to him?"
"This is it?" Qin Jiu asked.
"My wife."
Tang Fu quickly helped the woman to the sofa and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. "Don't worry. I just ask people to buy a graveyard for her. Everything will be handed over to Mr. Qin. There will be no funeral hall at home."
Qin Jiu's heart sank, subconsciously went to see Tang Guo, but found that she was smiling, and finally floated to his back, gently said, "this woman, not my mother, you help me to find out what happened in recent years. As for the bones, take them away. They don't have to be put here. "
With that, she floated to the TV with a smile on her face. Looking at this smile, his heart is not taste. Even if it is just a ceremony to welcome her return, I don't know whether she is disappointed or not.
"This is not Tang Guo's own mother, is he?"
After hearing this, the woman said angrily, "Taoist priest, will you talk? Do I look so old?"
"Then I need to inform Tang Guo's mother. She has the right to know about it."
The woman's face is not very good-looking, or Tang Fu said, "after Xiaoguo's accident, her mother died in a car accident in order to find her."
"Let's go, Qin Jiu."
Qin Jiu nodded and stood up. "Excuse me, Mr. Tang."
"Taoist priest, you haven't said how much money you need to help Xiaoguo take care of the affairs. The family really can't do those bad things. My son has just been born."
Qin Jiu said coldly, "Mr. Tang doesn't welcome her, so I have to take her to another place to bury." With that, he left without looking back.
Tang Fu did not detain, the woman beside him curled her lips, "husband, what does he mean?"
"It doesn't mean much." Tang Fu did not care about a smile, touched the young son in the woman's arms, "dead, where compared to live."
The woman looked at the direction of Qin Jiu and laughed deeply. Yes, there is no comparison between the dead and the living.
Tang Guo saw the woman's strange smile and fell into meditation.
"I'll choose a good place for you." Walking in the street, Qin Jiu said, "what kind of place do you like?"
"Cemeteries are expensive."
"I still have some savings."
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Tang Fu came down the stairs and looked at Qin Jiu. Seeing that he was wearing a Taoist robe, he asked, "is it Taoist priest Qin?" Qin Jiu stood up and nodded, "it's me." Tang Fu looked around his eyes, "where is my daughter's body now?" The tone is flat, not as imagined, Tang Fu seems not to care about the life and death of Tangguo. In an instant, Qin Jiu's smile stopped. "If you put it in another place, you can't come in with such a swagger?" "Yes, too." Tang Fu sat on the sofa, "how much do you need for Taoist priest Qin? I'll ask someone to buy a graveyard some other day. Then I'll trouble Taoist priest Qin. Take her directly and bury her." Qin Jiu looked at Tang Guo floating on one side and hesitated for a moment, "is it just a simple burial?" "What else does Taoist priest Qin think?" Qin Jiu frowned. "Tang Guo is dead in vain. She needs to go beyond her limits. She needs to set up a spiritual hall at home to pick her up. Isn't Mr. Qin too hasty?" In fact, these are what Qin Jiu deliberately said. Tang Fu's appearance seems to have no concern about Tang Guo's return. "Setting up a soul hall at home?" There was a female voice from upstairs. A beautiful woman with a baby in her arms came down. "It's impossible. How can we do these bad things at home, husband," the woman called to Tang Fu, "our son has not been born for a long time. How can we set up a spiritual Hall in case the Yin Qi rushes to him?" "This is it?" Qin Jiu asked. "My wife." Tang Fu quickly helped the woman to the sofa and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. "Don't worry. I just ask people to buy a graveyard for her. Everything will be handed over to Mr. Qin. There will be no funeral hall at home." Qin Jiu's heart sank, subconsciously went to see Tang Guo, but found that she was smiling, and finally floated to his back, gently said, "this woman, not my mother, you help me to find out what happened in recent years. As for the bones, take them away. They don't have to be put here. " With that, she floated to the TV with a smile on her face. Looking at this smile, his heart is not taste. Even if it is just a ceremony to welcome her return, I don't know whether she is disappointed or not. "This is not Tang Guo's own mother, is he?" After hearing this, the woman said angrily, "Taoist priest, will you talk? Do I look so old?" "Then I need to inform Tang Guo's mother. She has the right to know about it." The woman's face is not very good-looking, or Tang Fu said, "after Xiaoguo's accident, her mother died in a car accident in order to find her." "Let's go, Qin Jiu." Qin Jiu nodded and stood up. "Excuse me, Mr. Tang." "Taoist priest, you haven't said how much money you need to help Xiaoguo take care of the affairs. The family really can't do those bad things. My son has just been born." Qin Jiu said coldly, "Mr. Tang doesn't welcome her, so I have to take her to another place to bury." With that, he left without looking back. Tang Fu did not detain, the woman beside him curled her lips, "husband, what does he mean?" "It doesn't mean much." Tang Fu did not care about a smile, touched the young son in the woman's arms, "dead, where compared to live." The woman looked at the direction of Qin Jiu and laughed deeply. Yes, there is no comparison between the dead and the living. Tang Guo saw the woman's strange smile and fell into meditation. "I'll choose a good place for you." Walking in the street, Qin Jiu said, "what kind of place do you like?" "Cemeteries are expensive." "I still have some savings." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
