The funeral continued, but Jiang Ming was not seen coming back for a long time.
Ning Fan didn't care anymore, until Wu Ma was sent to the cemetery for burial, everything was over.
Several people planned to leave here in the evening.
Jiang Zhihui said: "I'll give it to you."
"No, you can continue to handle the rest."
"Hey, I don't know what to say now. According to what the hell, I will go find Jiang Ming, and then I won't leave. I'll just stay here and guard some land." Jiang Zhihui wiped away tears.
"Okay, let's go!"
Ning Fan and others left, and Wu Ma died to awaken her husband's conscience. If Jiang Zhihui comes forward, Jiang Ming will restrain himself a lot.
When I returned to the villa area in Jinhai City, it was already half past ten in the evening.
The women went upstairs to rest one after another. They were very tired after running around for so long.
Ning Fan sat in the living room, lit a cigarette, and looked towards the place where Wu's mother often sat sewing clothes.
Watching an emotional elder pass away with my own eyes makes me feel really uncomfortable.
"Xiaofan, please rest, don't be too sad?" Jiang Yurou said.
"Well! You go up first, I'll sit down for a while and then go back."
"Um!"
Ning Fan sat there for more than an hour and then went back to his room to rest with a sigh.
............
A week has passed since this incident, and several people have gradually recovered from their grief.
Ning Fan felt miserable and took on the responsibility of making breakfast in the morning. Fortunately, no one had lunch in the villa.
It was only dinner that everyone was busy together. Fortunately, the girls were all hard-working people even though they came from big families.
That night, after Ning Fan came out of the shower, he saw several girls turning off the lights in the living room and watching horror movies, screaming from time to time.
"I'm really speechless. I'm so scared to see it."
Ning Fan covered the towel with the ground and then tiptoed behind the girls.
Then he blew out a puff of air gently.
Jiang Yurou immediately shuddered and asked in surprise: "Do you feel a cold feeling on your neck?"
"Yurou, don't be scary?" Situ Yanran said.
call......
Ning Fan also blew a breath at Situ Yanran, causing her body to stiffen and her face to turn pale instantly.
"Yurou...is there something behind us?" Situ Yanran asked tremblingly.
At this time, Tang Xiaoyue glanced back subconsciously and replied: "There is nothing?"
Now Jiang Yurou and Situ Yanran didn't dare to look back. The wind blowing just now was really like what was said in the movie, there was a ghost behind them.
"call!!!"
Ning Fan covered himself to silence himself, and then secretly blew on Tang Xiaoyue.
At that moment, Tang Xiaoyue also froze.
Seeing this, several people turned around stiffly and saw a man rolling his eyes and disheveled hair behind the three of them.
"ah--"
"ah--"
"ah--"
Suddenly three high-decibel screams sounded, causing Ning Fan to quickly cover his eyes.
Jiang Yurou leaned in the corner of the sofa with her eyes closed, kicking her hands and feet outside, shouting: "Ahhhh... don't eat me... If you want to eat, just eat Yanran and Xiaoyue,
My meat doesn’t taste good.”
Tang Xiaoyue and Situ Yanran on the other side hugged each other and kept kicking each other.
In the same way, he shouted that his meat was not delicious and that he should not eat himself.