The mystery husband is a little bad

Everyone was also surprised and looked at Mu Shenrong one after another.

Fu Ran's eyes also showed some worries. Fu Qingliu immediately said, "it's OK. I'll change a pair for you right away. Please don't be shocked and eat it."

"I'm sorry." Mu Shenrong also looked at the crowd with some apologies. When he was about to bend down to pick up the chopsticks on the ground, his mobile phone rang.

Mu Shenrong stared at the mobile phone as if he were staring at a flood of water and a beast. He didn't know what was going on in his mind. There was no movement for a long time. People at the dinner table stopped chopsticks to watch him. Fu ran sat next to him and reminded him, "what's the matter? Answer the phone."

Mu Shenrong returns to God, picks up his mobile phone and presses the answer key: "hello."

"Well, I'll be right there." It seems that the result has been predicted in my heart, so when I heard the words of the housekeeper over there, Mu Shenrong seemed very calm.

There was no sound on the table. Fu ran sat next to him again, so she heard the words of the old housekeeper. She had no admiration for the old man.

It seems to be very sudden and unexpected, so it is not so shocked.

When Mu Shenrong stood up, Fu ran had already stood up with him. Such a man could face thousands of students and become famous in the world calmly, but he forgot to fight even when he called, and went straight out.

"Mom and Dad, I'll go with him. Everyone --"

before Fu ran finishes, Shen Huan says, "it's OK. Hurry up. Be safe on the road. Don't let Shen Rong drive."

"OK, happy New Year everyone. Let's go first." Fu ran grabbed the bag and chased Mu Shenrong.

The new year's atmosphere seems to be diluted in a flash, and everyone's mood is a little heavy. Fu Qingliu returns to the table with chopsticks, smiling calmly and warmly: "let's eat, old and dead, as is human nature. Today is the big night, we should cherish the opportunity to get together for dinner."

On the evening of the new year's Eve, there were no cars on the road. Everyone went home for the new year's Eve. Mu Shenrong drove his car all the way and ran several red lights in succession.

Fu ran held the door in his hand and looked at him several times in fear. His silence was a bit frightening.

When they arrived at the door of the ward, there was already a cry inside.

Mu Shenrong stood at the door, his face was impassive, his steps seemed to be heavy, and he could not move forward suddenly.

Bai Wan and Wang Hui are crying for help. It seems that they are really sad.

When the old housekeeper saw Mu Shenrong, he went out with tears in his eyes: "Master Sun, you are here."

"Grandpa -" Mu Shenrong's voice is hoarse and deep, just like a cello with broken strings. It's very harsh.

"The old man didn't leave until he had a new year's Eve meal. He left peacefully." The old housekeeper thought of the situation at that time. It was very difficult to swallow, but the old man insisted on having dinner with him, and then closed his eyes safely.

"That's good." Mu Shenrong murmured, looking at the old man who died in the hospital bed. Although he was sad, he had expected that there would be such a day, so he was ready for it.

This year is destined to be an unsettled year for the Mojia family.

The longevity clothes are worn by the old housekeeper and Mu Shenrong. Because other people think it's unlucky, no one disputes.

After crying, Bai Wan and Wang Hui stood on one side, and Su LAN and Mu Wen also stood on the other side. They didn't mean to start. They only admired Shen Rong and gave him the last dignity.

Later things were all arranged by the old housekeeper. It was at this time that they learned that the old man had already arranged their own affairs behind him. They didn't need to do anything by his family. Everything was arranged in order.

After all this, it's already dawn. Today is new year's Eve. We put off fireworks in the middle of the night, and then we calmed down. All of us spent the night with us. We were tired. No one wanted to stay at all. We went back to our rooms to sleep.

Only the old housekeeper, Mu Shenrong and Fu ran stayed together.

The old housekeeper was very sad and very old. He was the busiest person this evening. So mu Shenrong said to him, "housekeeper, go to have a rest and let me accompany grandpa again."

When the morning came, the Mu family woke up. I was afraid there was no place for mu Shenrong. The old housekeeper nodded and dragged his tired body back to the room.

"Ran Ran, you can go to have a rest. I'll accompany grandpa alone."

"I'm not sleepy. I'll stick incense to grandpa with you, and then I'll wait for you outside."

In the cold hall, the photos of the old man are hanging high. Fu ran and Mu Shenrong stand together and respectfully give the old man incense. Only when Mu Shenrong comes to the old man, he quietly arranges the old man's face again, and then stands aside: "Grandpa, go all the way."

The pain of life and death can never be replaced by outsiders. Fu ran retired from the Lingtang and left the space to Mu Shenrong.

Fu ran found a corner in the living room and sat for a while, dozing off. Finally, he was awakened by the quarrel.

Bai Wan and Wang Hui, the saddest ones who cried yesterday, are quarreling loudly at the moment. In addition, Su LAN, the three brothers of Muwen and their respective children are quarreling violently. Because the voice was too loud and chaotic, Fu ran did not hear what they were arguing about for a moment, and vaguely heard the words "property distribution".So they're arguing about the distribution of household property?

The old man has just left. His bones are not cold. They didn't go to guard for the old man first, but they quarreled for their family property here?

Fu ran was extremely cold. At this time, her shoulder was patted. She turned her head and saw Mu Shenrong standing behind her. She said to her, "let's go. Let's go back."

"But they -"

Mu Shenrong looked on coldly and left with Fu ran without saying a word.

Fu ran held his hand, only to find the extreme cold, his body as if wrapped in a layer of frost, the cold breath of despair.

Fu ran suddenly hugged his thin waist from the side. She wanted to use her warm body to dispel his chill.

Mu Shenrong steps, looks down at the woman in his arms, then opens his arms and holds her tightly: "don't worry, I'm ok, and I have nothing to do with here in the future."

He won't step here again.

"But what should we do about the latter." Mu family's mind seems to be focused on fighting for property. Will anyone care about the things behind the old man?

"Grandpa has arranged it. Don't worry. Let's go."

When they got on the car hand in hand, Fu ran just fastened his seat belt and heard Mu Shenrong say, "Ran Ran, I'll go to your house and be your son-in-law."

"What?" Fu ran thought he had heard it wrong, and looked up at Mu Shenrong with some consternation, "what do you say?"