May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

Qin Cuifen has an assistant who has been with her for many years. He is smart and careful and loyal to her. After Shen Jianguo left, she dialed the assistant number.

"Hello Madam, I am moving forward to arrange your next performance."

With the growth of status and time, Qin Cuifen has long since stopped performing in person. The longest thing he does is to lead students, participate in the management of progress, and serve as judges for some important competitions.

"Help me find out what the teacher is doing recently, the clearer the better."

"Huh?" The assistant was taken aback. "Madam... The State Security Bureau is responsible for the whereabouts of the teacher. If we investigate it, it will cause trouble."

"It's okay! Check it out for me. If you can't find it, please hire a private detective. It doesn't matter how much you spend.

"Okay!" Money can make ghosts punish, even teachers and private detectives take risks for money. "Madam, your mother just asked me when will you go back for dinner?"

Speaking of Su Yun, Qin Cuifen showed a genuinely happy smile, "You tell mom, I will go back tonight."

"Ok."

Meng Ping and Shen Jianguo slowed down for a while, and the mourning hall was empty when they arrived.

"Huh? What does it mean to live the Hades?" Meng Ping looked at the empty mourning hall and felt very upset. He came out in person, but it was a big face.

"Hello Erye Meng, Commander Xu personally sent it to the Babaoshan National Cemetery half an hour ago." The curator of the funeral home replied with fear. He has been working here for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has seen such a military and political officer. The shining medal on the uniform made him unable to open his eyes. I thought this was the limit, but I didn't expect the famous Meng Erye to come. Although he never made the Forbes list, he was richer than the real richest man.

"So in a hurry?" Meng Ping intuitively felt Xu Qigang was hiding something. "Shouldn't it be logically supposed to be buried tomorrow morning? Wait? You said Commander Xu arranged for the Babaoshan National Cemetery?"

"Yes." In fact, the curator was also quite surprised. Those who can enter Babaoshan have made contributions during their lifetime or by family members and close relatives.

Presumably this person is really important to Chief Xu.

"Interesting!" Meng Ping showed a playful smile and turned to go out to meet Shen Jianguo coming in.

"Why are you here too?" Meng Ping's mouth was poisonous, and he saw Shen Jianguo's legs pulling his lips coldly: "Don't come if your legs are inconvenient, Xu Qigang will care about this with you?"

Shen Jianguo was expressionless and his eyes were gloomy and scary. Meng Ping realized that he was not normal until he finished speaking, and he couldn't help but frowned, and explained: "The man has already been sent to the mountain, and I happen to be going together?"

"Yeah!" Shen Jianguo nodded, and the two got into the car and galloped towards Babao Mountain.

On the way, Meng Ping asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? Why do you make it like a dead wife?"

The driver driving in front couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. Lord, you really dare to say that you are not afraid to go back and your stepmother will cut you.

Shen Jianguo suffocated Meng Ping's look. There was sympathy and resentment in his eyes, and Meng Ping's heart was chilled.

"what happened?"

"Commander Xu didn't tell you?"

"Say what?"

"You'll know what it is."

If it wasn't for the time to be in a hurry today, he wouldn't even bother to talk to Meng Ping if he was confused. This is a personal scum, a bastard, and a thousand cuts are not enough to eliminate his hatred.

If it weren't for him, how could he lose Ningning? How many years has it been? He hasn't slept peacefully for countless days and nights. After searching for so many years, when Ningning got news, it was the news of her death.

For Shen Jianguo, his sky is falling, and his suffering and waiting for so many years is meaningless.

The driver in the front seat gave Meng Ping a worried look. Today, Master Shen is too strange. Fortunately, the car drove very quickly. When they arrived, dozens of people stood in front of the tombstone and took off their hats in silence.

Xu Qigang stood at the forefront, even if he lowered his head, it gave people a calm and calm momentum. Meng Ping and the driver consciously stood at the end and joined the crowd in silence.

However, Shen Jianguo couldn't take care of these at all. He pushed away the person in front of him and knelt down to the tombstone with a bang.

Tomb of Shengning.

On the tombstone are the photos she took for the first time in a cultural performance in 1983. At that time, Jiao Yan Wushuang could see her master's magnificence even in black and white photos.

Everyone was shocked, and Xu Qigang looked at the photo on the tombstone, and then closed his eyes in pain.

"Second Lord, Master Shen is so strange!"

Shen Jianguo is more than weird, it's too weird, okay? Meng Ping searched aside in his mind, I really can't think of anyone who can make Shen Jianguo so out of control, unless it is...

Unless it was Sheng Ning he had been looking for.

Meng Ping's face suddenly changed. He pushed away the person in front of him and ran to the tombstone in stride.