Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 42: Taking the initiative (4)
"Song Ningjiu, come out to eat, or I'll go in?" But he still didn't let her go, his voice came through the door.

Song Ningjiu didn't know how he opened his guest room, but he had a way to open the door outside, and naturally he also had a way to open the bathroom door.

Can't he just leave her alone for a while?

Song Ningjiu was afraid to open the door suddenly, and saw him leaning against the door calmly, looking at her with a smile.

She didn't understand, she was not usually an angry person, and she was a bit quiet, why every time she met him, she felt like she could be blown up.But she was about to blow up, and he still acted like he had nothing to do with it, it was really flattering.

"Jin Shao, it's my freedom to eat or not?" she asked.The subtext is that it is her freedom to starve to death or not, so these words are quite provocative.

Jin Mingheng looked at her, and said with thin lips, "Did you forget that your father called you to send your poor sister who was salvaged from the sea yesterday? Today is the day she was reduced to ashes."

"What?" Song Ningjiu was a little startled when she heard the words, because she had indeed completely forgotten about it.

Of course, she also knew that the corpse was not her sister.Her mind was spinning quickly, she thought that if she was cremated, would her sister die?
"Of course, it's your business that you are willing to be hungry, but I don't want to take a troublesome person who can't stand on the road." She said it deliberately mean, but she just thought that when she saw the corpse, she might not be able to eat for a day. .

After speaking, she turned around and went to the living room, Song Ningjiu had to follow.

Because he still managed to pinch her weakness, if she wanted to prevent the body from being cremated, if she wanted to prove to the police that her sister was not dead, then she had to stop it before the body was burned.

When Jin Mingheng came back, the food that the assistant ordered the hotel to deliver was already placed on the dining table. There were only two people, and the table was full, and it was all Chinese food.

It is true that Song Ningjiu is not used to Western food, but she might still have a little appetite in normal times.At the moment I feel unwell, and my mind is thinking about cremation, so I don't have the mind to eat.

She stood in the living room, looked at her watch, and asked, "What time?" What time is the cremation, will it be too late?She seemed more anxious.

"Eat." Jin Mingheng knocked on the edge of the bowl and watched her urge, which meant that if she didn't eat, he wouldn't take her there.

Song Ningjiu had no choice but to sit down. The porridge was white fungus and lotus seed porridge, and when stirred with a spoon, it was fragrant, but she had no appetite.He barely ate a few mouthfuls, and was about to push it aside, when Jin Mingheng's voice came from the opposite side.

"The porridge is finished." The three words were spit out, nothing special, but it made people feel irresistible.

Song Ningjiu could see that, the more she worried about him, the more he tortured herself, wondering if the two of them were enemies in the previous life, and let him take revenge on her like this.In order not to waste time, she drank the porridge as quickly as possible.

But the young master still ate slowly and gracefully, and when she was about to see a hole in his thin red lips, he took the napkin and wiped his lips, stood up and said kindly: "Let's go. "

The two walked out of the hotel together, and the car drove along the bustling street, slowly approaching the suburbs, and finally stopped at a relevant institution that handles cremation matters.

Song Tian was waiting there in black clothes. It was not surprising to see Song Ningjiu appearing with Jin Mingheng. Obviously, Song Chengxuan had already greeted her.

"Auntie." Song Ningjiu called.

Song Tian loved Song Yishen the most since she was a child. She was dead at this time, and her heart was really hurting.Naturally, she was not in the mood to care about Song Ningjiu's late arrival, anyway, nothing she did was right in her eyes.

Reluctantly nodding his head, his eyes passed over her, as if passing something disgusting.Then he waved his hand and signaled to the person in charge that these people had already made preparations, and if they hadn't waited for Song Ningjiu and Jin Mingheng, they would have started already.

"Auntie, please wait." Song Ningjiu shouted anxiously when he saw their actions.

"Song Ningjiu, what do you want to do?" Song Tian frowned unconsciously.

"Auntie, this person is not my sister at all, let's make sure again, don't rush to cremate." She tried to persuade Song Tian.

But so what?
She forgot how Song Tian always disliked her, so Song Tian couldn't even listen to her words.Just hearing the first half of the sentence is already annoying.She looked at Song Ningjiu sharply, and asked, "Song Ningjiu, what do you want to do?" It's not enough for her to be killed for a moment. Could it be that on such a day, she can't let her sister be buried in peace?

"Auntie, that's not the case. This person is not my sister at all." She stopped them and prevented them from moving.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your sister is already dead, and you still don't let her rest in peace." Song Tian, ​​who was dressed in plain clothes, really hurt Song Yichuan. Now he looked haggard and his eyes were swollen.

In her eyes, she has never been able or bothered to understand Song Ningjiu's behavior, and she has never even listened to a word she said.

"Auntie, you have to trust me, this is not my sister." If she was burned as a sister, what would the real Song Yishen do?
"Don't listen to her, hurry up." Song Tian directed the others.

The corpse had been soaked in seawater for a few days, and it had already changed beyond recognition.It is not advisable to delay too long after coming out of the cold storage, otherwise it will emit a foul smell.

These people naturally listened to Song Tian. Some people tried to pull Song Ningjiu away. While Song Ningjiu was struggling, he knocked open the transparent coffin, and the white cloth covering the corpse was blown up, revealing the corpse underneath.

It was a rotting female corpse soaked in sea water. Although her limbs were sound, her face could not be distinguished for a long time.Although she had been tidied up and changed her clothes, it was still horrible.

Many people glanced at it, and turned their heads to retch. Even Song Tian couldn't bear to look at it once, and didn't dare to look at it more, fearing that he would be haunted by nightmares.What's more, Song Ningjiu, if she knew it was her own sister, she might not be afraid, but she knew it was not.

Seeing her natural fear at this moment, coupled with the fact that her body was already comfortable, she became nauseous, clutching her chest and retching.

"Cover it quickly." Song Tian yelled anxiously, but her eyes were floating, and she didn't dare to fall in the direction of the corpse. She didn't order people to push the corpse in until someone said it was covered.

"Auntie, listen to me, this person is really not my sister." Song Ningjiu still insisted on her own opinion.

"She is wearing the clothes of the moment, and she is wearing the things of the moment, how could it not be the moment?" Song Tian asked impatiently.

She also hoped it wasn't Song Yishun, but who could it be if it wasn't Song Yishen?Is it her Song Ningjiu?Her current mood is to wish that Song Ningjiu can replace her well-behaved and smart eldest niece.

(End of this chapter)