Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Ji Heng is going to Nanling Mountain.

Nanling Mountain is not a cemetery, but the next tourist attraction in Xiangcheng to be developed. There are several celebrity cemeteries nearby.

Nanling is located in the southernmost part of Xiangcheng, with endless mountains. The roads are not easy to drive. Half of them are being widened and prepared to build tourist routes. Nanling Park is waiting to be opened.

Ming Dongheng drove the car slowly to the edge of Nanling Mountain, and Ji Heng asked him to stop at a spot.

Bai Qian got off the car after Ji Heng with the memorial objects. The attractions would not be open until the summer vacation. At the door, he saw four routes on the road signs, which pointed to "Nanling Park", "Nanling Mountain", "Guoshan Tomb" and "Red Leaves". hotel".

The road signs are very new, they must have been installed not long ago.

Ming Dongheng sat in the driver's seat and looked up to see Bai Qian and Ji Heng walking along one of the roads, and couldn't help but pick up his phone.

Ming Dongheng: [Today is Qingming Festival, why did Miss Bai come to the tourist attraction? 】

Ming Dongheng: [Worship Guoshan’s tomb or the general’s tomb? 】

Xu Nanjing: [Remember to visit the tomb later]

Xu Nanjing at the Martyrs Cemetery.

**
Nanling Mountain.

Ji Heng did not take Bai Zian to tourist attractions, but took her farther and farther. The mountain road was not easy to walk, but Bai Zian felt like walking on flat ground. Ji Heng's breathing was also very stable, and they walked for about 15 minutes.

Bai Qian finally saw three tombstones, and Ji Heng stopped in front of the last tombstone. Only this tombstone had a tomb, the other two tombstones were just burial mounds.

This area of ​​the mausoleum is very clean, without any weeds. Someone must have been cleaning it.

"I brought Aji to see you," Ji Heng knelt down and wiped the barely visible dust on the tombstone with his fingers, "You probably haven't seen her before."

As he said that, he looked towards Bai Zian, his furrowed eyebrows showed a gentleness that Bai Zian had never seen before, "Let her see you."

Bai Xian took a step forward and looked at the words engraved on the tombstone——

Ji Wanxin's Tomb

Wanxin, Ji Wanxin, is this her grandmother?
Bai Zian put down the chrysanthemum in his hand and bowed respectfully. Such a gentle name.

Ji Heng didn't say much.

He squatted in front of the tomb and burned a handkerchief embroidered with lilac flowers. After everything was burned, he took out the wine and three wine glasses in the basket, placed them in front of the two tombstones next to him, filled the wine, and poured himself another glass. .

"You can call them grandpa." He said to Bai Qian in silence. He sat casually aside and drank with two tombstones.

Two 10 minutes later.

Ji Heng left the wine bottle and glass behind and stood up, "Let's go, don't let Xiao Ming wait in a hurry."

Bai Zian followed him down the mountain, but turned around when going down the stairs.

There is still some fog in the mountains, the wind blows gently through the mountains, and the sunlight illuminates the trees and tombstones golden.

Seeing that she kept looking back, Ji Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you seen your grandma's photo?"

Bai Ke shook his head.

"That's right." Ji Heng may have drunk some wine, his thoughts were a little unclear, and he talked too much to Bai Jian, "I'll show you when I get back. I have a lot."

**
On the way, I heard that Ming Dongheng was going to the Martyrs Cemetery.

Ji Heng sat up straight and asked Ming Dongheng to take them with him.

The Martyrs Cemetery is a little out of the way on the road, but there were many people at the gate today, and we could see the towering Martyrs Monument from a distance.

At the entrance of the cemetery, there were several young people handing out chrysanthemums for free.

Standing under the martyrs monument at the gate, Bai Zian heard a familiar cough.

She subconsciously raised her head and saw Ning Xiao supporting Grandma Wang in front of her.

Grandma Wang is still wearing the camouflage uniform that was too wide for her figure when they first met her. Her condition seems to have improved a bit today, and Ning Xiao is silently supporting her.

Neither of them saw her.

Bai Qian didn't call them either. She just remembered the three photos she saw when she first went to Grandma Wang's house.

In front, Grandma Wang paused for a moment. She put her hand in front of her lips and coughed twice. She saw a bunch of people gathered in the second row and thought for a moment, "Look at your brother and his father first. They are all behind. His grandfather There are so many people there, so I won’t look at them for now.”

To be precise, Ning Xiao is not Grandma Wang's grandson, but Ning Yinuo's half-brother. After her mother gave birth to him, she found that he was defective and could not cry or laugh, so she sent him to Xiangcheng. Grandma Wang.

There were many people visiting the tomb today, but there was almost no one behind them. The two stopped in front of a tombstone. Ning Xiao squatted down and looked at Ning Yinuo, who was smiling brightly in the photo, and put the big bunch of sunflowers in his hand on it.

He looks like his brother, but his personality is very different.

Grandma Wang always couldn't worry about him.

Most of the sacrifices were made of chrysanthemums, and the ones they prepared for other ancestors in the cemetery were chrysanthemums.

Only Ning Yinuo is a sunflower.

Ning Xiao reached out and touched the jade gourd on his neck.

**
in the afternoon.

Bai Zian sat in front of the desk, and the sunlight slanted in through the window.

There is a stack of books on the right, and there is a piece of white paper under the inkstone next to it, with a few lines of calligraphy score written on it.

The door to the room was open, and Ji Heng came in from the yard, holding a dark old wooden box in his hand.

There is a small lock on the outside of the wooden box.

"Open it and take a look." Seeing that she was not doing her homework, Ji Heng put the wooden box in front of her and handed the small key to Bai Zian. "These are all photos of your grandmother."

Bai Zian reached out to take the key, lowered his head and inserted the key into the keyhole.

Ji Heng stood aside and looked down at the small wooden box in her hand.

What comes into view is an old photo, black and white, of a woman wearing a cheongsam, dignified and elegant, and the oriental charm between her eyebrows is peerless and elegant.

Apart from this one, there are many more below.

Almost every one is a photo of a cheongsam, and there are a few thin pieces of paper that seem to have been cut from books, magazines and newspapers.

It has been well preserved.

Ji Heng smelled of cigarette smoke. His eyes fell on the photo, and there was almost no emotion in his cloudy eyes.

Bai Zian gently flipped through the pile of old photos, some cut out from newspapers. She held the edges very carefully.

After looking through the old photos, Bai Zian saw two small medals on the bottom layer.

The medal looks to be a little older, with a letter written in the middle and two small leaves next to it.

She had never seen such a medal.

"You can just take a look at this for yourself. You can't take it out." Ji Heng watched her playing with the medal and said casually, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the embroidery frame in the yard outside through Bai Qian's window, and suddenly said: " I didn’t expect that your uncle, your mother, and all of them are not interested in academics, but you are the one, do you want to go back to the Mu family?"

Mu family?Bai Zian raised his head, hearing this introduction for the first time, "Mu family?"

"My biological parents' home, but I didn't grow up in the Mu family," Ji Heng said casually, "The Mu family... are engaged in research. They used to be very powerful, but their situation is not very good now..."

Ji Heng frowned and stopped.

Although it is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, the Mu family is indeed in decline now.

"Oh," Bai Zian carefully put the medal and photo into the box, "No need."

She will take the test in Dean Ma's laboratory.

Ji Heng glanced at Bai Xian, but didn't try to persuade him: "If you change your mind later, just tell me."

**
Five p.m.

Bai Zian put away the book, picked up the phone and went out.

She was going to Jiang Fuli to print out new information today.

Jiang Fuli hasn't come back yet, and the yard is busy.

When Bai Qian arrived, Xu Nanjing was sitting in the pavilion, talking to Xiao Bingwen, "You said there is no news about her?"

"Shuhe is still communicating with people," Xiao Bingwen put down his tea cup and shook his head, "It's not like you don't know where the White Tiger Auction House is. Didn't Director Chen say that they bought the original invitation letter on the black market?"

Indeed, those are forces from outside the Blackwater Street. Even if the Xu family has monstrous means, they still have to keep it under control in the Blackwater Street.

Xu Nanjing was just thinking when he saw Bai Zian coming in. He stopped talking and raised his hand towards Bai Zian, "Sister Bai Zian."

Next to Xu Nanjing, Xiao Bingwen stood up quickly, a little cautiously, "Miss Bai."

Bai Zian lazily raised his hand towards them as a greeting and did not approach to disturb their conversation.

Instead, he went directly into the house to print the information upstairs.

Ming Dongheng was practicing boxing in the open space next to him. When he saw Bai Qian, he stopped and walked over, "Miss Bai, why didn't you call me when you came over?"

He was a little annoyed.

"I know the road." Bai Zian lowered her head and lazily pulled out the document sent to her by Academician Ma from her phone.

Ming Dongheng saw Bai Qian going upstairs, but didn't follow him.

He went to make a pot of tea for Bai Zian, took it outside, put it on the table in the pavilion, then sat on the stool next to him and turned on his mobile phone.

As soon as I clicked on the video, I saw a pushed video. A blogger said in an exaggerated voice——

[A martial arts gym in Xiangcheng has become very popular recently. Today we are going to take a look at the ingredients of the martial arts gym.Let’s talk about the owner of a certain martial arts gym first. He has a fifth-level martial arts. That’s right, as a gym owner, he only has a fifth-level...]

Xingyi Martial Arts School has had a lot of people sign up since Lu Xiaohan’s time. Nowadays, short videos have a lot of traffic, and Xingyi Martial Arts School also has an official account. Many people found Xingyi Martial Arts School through Lu Xiaohan’s videos.

One week after the airing of "Come on Friends", Xingyi Martial Arts School has become even more popular.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, and problems arise. Netizens doubt the authority of Xingyi Martial Arts School.

Ming Dongheng looked at the video and frowned.

"Why do you keep repeating this video?" Xu Nanjing looked towards Ming Dongheng.

"I invested in this martial arts gym." Ming Dongheng was commenting and typing, carefully explaining that the owner of the Xingyi Martial Arts Gym was a senior teacher, but he had not taken the exam before.

As soon as he posted it, there were a lot of trolls trolling him.

Xu Nanjing crossed his legs. He had heard it several times. This type of business war was nothing to him: "It's very simple. Just find a master to be the teacher of your martial arts school."

Next to him, Xiao Bingwen also explained, "Mr. Ming, ask Miss Beixuan, is there anyone in the Chen family who is a martial artist? The martial arts should be very high, or you can invite your teacher out."

Ming Dongheng glanced at him and said nothing. It was so easy for them to talk.

Xiao Bingwen was talking about Yu Hongyi. Ming Dongheng frowned and had no intention of inviting her.

As for his teacher...

Ming Dongheng is even more helpless. The teacher is ignoring him now.

but……

Ming Dongheng looked ahead.

**
Not long after, Bai Zian came down from upstairs.

Jiang Fuli is not here today, and Jiang He has not come back either, so Bai Qian doesn't plan to stay any longer.

"Sister Bai Zian," Xu Nanjing pointed to the teapot on the table and smiled: "Xiao Ming made tea specially for you, don't drink a cup first."

Bai Xian stopped. She was wearing a linen top and black trousers. The sun was about to set, and the golden light could be seen falling on her hair and clothes.

She looked at the pavilion, thought for a moment, and then walked towards it.

Ming Dongheng quickly poured her a cup of tea.

Bai Zian sat next to him, with a stack of paper rolled up in his hand. The documents he had just printed out were still a little hot at this time.

She put her wrist on the table casually, and took the tea Ming Dongheng handed her with her other hand.

Xiao Bingwen looked at the rolled paper in Bai Qian's hand. It was very thick. He could not see anything. He could only see lines and numbers inside through the paper, "What is this?"

He remembered that Bai Zian had nothing in his hands before he came.

"Printed information." Bai Zian replied lazily.

"You traveled so far just to print information?" Xu Nanjing sat on the other side and looked at the paper in Bai Zian's hand.

Bai Xian lowered his eyes to drink tea and said casually: "Yes, it's safe here."

"Pfft, where is it unsafe in Xiangcheng?" Xu Nanjing laughed, and Xiao Bingwen seemed a little silent.

Bai Zian smiled lazily.

The documents she read were sent to her by Academician Ma, many of which were experimental data. Academician Ma trusted her very much, and some of the information given to her was confidential, so she basically printed it at Jiang Fuli.

Outside print shops have to copy the files to their computers before they can be printed, which is not safe.

After Bai Zian drank the tea, he stood up with the documents and said goodbye to them.

Ming Dongheng stood up before Xu Nanjing, the key in his hand was ready: "Miss Bai, I will take you back."

"Forget it," Bai Qian originally wanted to say no, but when Ming Dongheng hesitated to speak, she thought for a moment and said, "Send me to the bus stop."

Behind the two of them, Xu Nanjing was speechless. Xiao Ming moved so fast.

In the car, Ming Dongheng watched the bus stop getting closer and closer, with a cold face he hesitated to speak.

In the back seat, Bai Zian was flipping through documents without raising his head: "Tell me."

Ming Dongheng slowed down the car and stopped. This time he didn't hesitate anymore and asked directly, "Miss Bai, what level is your martial arts level?"