Chapter 269
He and Li Yueru sang in unison, and they fooled Zhao Xiumei and LAN ting.
He was angry with his daughter-in-law and son before. In order to protect his daughter, he decided to cooperate with Mo Jinrong to play a play and catch the bad guys.
"Tingyun, I know you are distressed that Enron was buried without a body, but you can't find it. Maybe it's not necessary to let the rich wolf take it away these days. You can't come back. We have to continue to live and finish the work. This day has to continue, and someone has to inherit and open the hospital."
Zhao Xiumei hinted at the problem of lantingyun hospital.
"Mom, Enron can't find it all day. I'm not in the mood to open a hospital. Besides, speaking of the hospital, brother, I advise you to turn yourself in so that you won't be sentenced more."
LAN Tingyun reminded.
"You fart! I won't go, I can't go to jail!"
LAN Tingyi was very excited when he mentioned it.
"Lan Tingyun, you are still not a descendant of the LAN family. Why do you expect your eldest brother to go to jail? Is there a light on your face?"
Zhao Xiumei angrily picked up her hand and hit LAN Tingyun, scolding.
"I don't care. Leave Enron's memorial service alone. I must do it. Do I have to wait ten or eight years to go to the earth with my old lady?"
Li Yueru was so excited that she just collapsed and cried.
"My daughter is not dead. I can't do it! My daughter!"
Zhao Xiumei ignored all this and walked away directly.
LAN Tingyun is also very cold. Looking at her mother's enthusiasm for her granddaughter's marriage, she doesn't know where her granddaughter's bones are, as if she was eager to kick her out of the blue house.
"Mom, your acting is great. If you're a monk, what else can I do?"
LAN Yanran thumbed up and praised.
"That's not your good teaching, but I'm afraid the old lady's purpose is impure because she is so keen to hold a memorial service for Enron?"
Li Yueru thought.
I didn't see how good the old lady was to LAN Enron before. Now she is attentive. If something goes wrong, there will be demons.
"Never mind her. Wait until your sister comes back and hit them in the face!"
LAN Yanran said angrily.
At night, LAN Tingyi's house is lively.
Zhao Xiumei was busy thinking about what she said at the memorial service. At that time, there were a large number of reporters. She even figured out how to answer, but when she was old, she couldn't remember. She had to write it on a small note just in case.
LAN Tingyi and Xu Yanshan are busy contacting the venue and guests and thinking about receiving gifts.
"Husband, how much gift money do you think is appropriate this time?"
Xu Yanshan thought and asked.
They have to give both weddings and funerals. They should give more of them, but they are too embarrassed to accept too much.
"It doesn't matter how much he gives, but this time the media is contacted by Mo Changwen, which should not cost us money. As for renting the venue for one day, it's a waste."
LAN Tingyi mainly wants to save money. As for what wreaths and tea don't cost much, he doesn't count.
"Oh! I forgot one thing. Mo Changwen told us that Lan Enron would be buried in the grave of the Mohist school."
Xu Yanshan has a row of brains. She just wants money and forgets it.
"Forget it, people die with a handful of ashes. They don't even care about a handful of ashes. I'll tell them at the funeral that they won't disagree and marry their daughter out of the water."
Xu Yanshan nodded and continued to think about the funeral.
LAN Yaxin was very happy. She was a fisherman. She immediately became the second generation of the rich. She came back to school first. Such happy events fell on her one by one. It seems that God is standing here.
LAN Enron, what do you compare with me?
……
The next day, the news of LAN Enron's death was widely reported on the Internet. Generally speaking, it would not be very hot, just because she was mo Jinrong's wife.
Many people gave Mo Jinrong a nickname called Mo Bu's wife. Others said that Mo Jinrong's life was too hard and doomed to a lonely life.
However, these Mo Jinrong don't care very much. Old Mrs. Mo is very anxious. She doesn't know who said it. It was just a rumor before. Now it's true. Who dares to marry Mo Jinrong in the future?
She quickly called Mo Jinrong to seek the truth.
"Jin Rong, is it true that Enron died on the Internet?"
Old Mrs. Mo choked.
"Grandma, I didn't tell you about it. I'm afraid you'll be sad."
Mo Jinrong felt that she should not tell the old lady to avoid great joy and sorrow. Her heart was already bad, and it would be even worse if it went on like this.
"Smelly boy! How could this happen? Why are you and Enron so hard? Enron is such a good girl. Why is it gone?"
Old Mrs. Mo began to cry.
"Grandma, the blue family will hold a memorial service in a few days, and the Mohists will also participate."
Mo Jinrong whispered.
"Nonsense! If Enron's body is not found, there will be a memorial service. Isn't it looking forward to Enron's death? Anyway, I don't think Enron is dead. I won't go to the memorial service!"
Mrs. Mo thought it was ridiculous!
Anyway, she thinks LAN Enron is not dead. She doesn't want to attend the memorial service.
"Grandma, you must go and I will go too."
Mo Jin asked.
He was angry with his daughter-in-law and son before. In order to protect his daughter, he decided to cooperate with Mo Jinrong to play a play and catch the bad guys.
"Tingyun, I know you are distressed that Enron was buried without a body, but you can't find it. Maybe it's not necessary to let the rich wolf take it away these days. You can't come back. We have to continue to live and finish the work. This day has to continue, and someone has to inherit and open the hospital."
Zhao Xiumei hinted at the problem of lantingyun hospital.
"Mom, Enron can't find it all day. I'm not in the mood to open a hospital. Besides, speaking of the hospital, brother, I advise you to turn yourself in so that you won't be sentenced more."
LAN Tingyun reminded.
"You fart! I won't go, I can't go to jail!"
LAN Tingyi was very excited when he mentioned it.
"Lan Tingyun, you are still not a descendant of the LAN family. Why do you expect your eldest brother to go to jail? Is there a light on your face?"
Zhao Xiumei angrily picked up her hand and hit LAN Tingyun, scolding.
"I don't care. Leave Enron's memorial service alone. I must do it. Do I have to wait ten or eight years to go to the earth with my old lady?"
Li Yueru was so excited that she just collapsed and cried.
"My daughter is not dead. I can't do it! My daughter!"
Zhao Xiumei ignored all this and walked away directly.
LAN Tingyun is also very cold. Looking at her mother's enthusiasm for her granddaughter's marriage, she doesn't know where her granddaughter's bones are, as if she was eager to kick her out of the blue house.
"Mom, your acting is great. If you're a monk, what else can I do?"
LAN Yanran thumbed up and praised.
"That's not your good teaching, but I'm afraid the old lady's purpose is impure because she is so keen to hold a memorial service for Enron?"
Li Yueru thought.
I didn't see how good the old lady was to LAN Enron before. Now she is attentive. If something goes wrong, there will be demons.
"Never mind her. Wait until your sister comes back and hit them in the face!"
LAN Yanran said angrily.
At night, LAN Tingyi's house is lively.
Zhao Xiumei was busy thinking about what she said at the memorial service. At that time, there were a large number of reporters. She even figured out how to answer, but when she was old, she couldn't remember. She had to write it on a small note just in case.
LAN Tingyi and Xu Yanshan are busy contacting the venue and guests and thinking about receiving gifts.
"Husband, how much gift money do you think is appropriate this time?"
Xu Yanshan thought and asked.
They have to give both weddings and funerals. They should give more of them, but they are too embarrassed to accept too much.
"It doesn't matter how much he gives, but this time the media is contacted by Mo Changwen, which should not cost us money. As for renting the venue for one day, it's a waste."
LAN Tingyi mainly wants to save money. As for what wreaths and tea don't cost much, he doesn't count.
"Oh! I forgot one thing. Mo Changwen told us that Lan Enron would be buried in the grave of the Mohist school."
Xu Yanshan has a row of brains. She just wants money and forgets it.
"Forget it, people die with a handful of ashes. They don't even care about a handful of ashes. I'll tell them at the funeral that they won't disagree and marry their daughter out of the water."
Xu Yanshan nodded and continued to think about the funeral.
LAN Yaxin was very happy. She was a fisherman. She immediately became the second generation of the rich. She came back to school first. Such happy events fell on her one by one. It seems that God is standing here.
LAN Enron, what do you compare with me?
……
The next day, the news of LAN Enron's death was widely reported on the Internet. Generally speaking, it would not be very hot, just because she was mo Jinrong's wife.
Many people gave Mo Jinrong a nickname called Mo Bu's wife. Others said that Mo Jinrong's life was too hard and doomed to a lonely life.
However, these Mo Jinrong don't care very much. Old Mrs. Mo is very anxious. She doesn't know who said it. It was just a rumor before. Now it's true. Who dares to marry Mo Jinrong in the future?
She quickly called Mo Jinrong to seek the truth.
"Jin Rong, is it true that Enron died on the Internet?"
Old Mrs. Mo choked.
"Grandma, I didn't tell you about it. I'm afraid you'll be sad."
Mo Jinrong felt that she should not tell the old lady to avoid great joy and sorrow. Her heart was already bad, and it would be even worse if it went on like this.
"Smelly boy! How could this happen? Why are you and Enron so hard? Enron is such a good girl. Why is it gone?"
Old Mrs. Mo began to cry.
"Grandma, the blue family will hold a memorial service in a few days, and the Mohists will also participate."
Mo Jinrong whispered.
"Nonsense! If Enron's body is not found, there will be a memorial service. Isn't it looking forward to Enron's death? Anyway, I don't think Enron is dead. I won't go to the memorial service!"
Mrs. Mo thought it was ridiculous!
Anyway, she thinks LAN Enron is not dead. She doesn't want to attend the memorial service.
"Grandma, you must go and I will go too."
Mo Jin asked.