"Ah, son-in-law, why did you leave like this? What can you do if you leave me and poetry behind? "

Just at this time, from the Teana KTV club, came a burst of tears of compassion.

Who?

In such a dignified atmosphere, I heard such a voice that was more painful than fake crying.

Listen to such crying, not only will not sympathize, but would like to go forward, severely kick her.

In the hall, almost everyone looked up.

Luo Ping pretended, mixed with grief and anger, and burst in crying.

With Qin Zhenhua beside him, Qin Zhenhua looks at Luo Ping's grandiose performance, with a helpless face.

This

Mu Qing sees the situation, nameless fire, is about to go forward, will Luo Ping to blow out.

Qin Shishi stopped her, her face slightly heavy, murmured to Mu Qing: "Mrs. Lin, today is Lin Xuan's funeral, I don't want to have any conflict, leave it to me to deal with it!"

Mu Qing's expression was stagnant and embarrassed. He looked at Qin's poems in surprise.

The reason why she looks so complicated is because of the sound "Mrs. Lin" in Qin's poems. It turns out that she has been talking about it for a long time, and Qin's poems have not regarded her as a mother-in-law at all.

MuQing's heart is lost, but what can it do?

Even his own flesh and blood Lin Xuan, from birth to now he died, did not open his mouth to call her a "mother.".

Who can blame for such a result?

To blame, you can only blame yourself. Twenty years ago, if you were not greedy for the powerful and abandoned Lin Xuan, how could you have the bad result today?

Mu Qing stopped and dealt with it by Qin poetry.

As soon as Luo Ping saw Qin's poems, she immediately fell into the arms of Qin's poems. Her sadness was so exaggerated that it was even more serious than Qin's.

"Poetry, my dear daughter, how could your life be so bitter Son in law, my good son-in-law... "

Luo Ping began to cry.

Qin Zhenhua stood aside and pulled Luo Ping with a low complexion. He said to Luo Ping, "OK, Luo Ping, you are enough. Don't you think poetry is boring enough and sad enough? What are you doing? "

Hearing the speech, Luo Ping almost stopped crying. From the arms of Qin poetry, she stood up straight and slapped Qin Zhenhua in the face and scolded, "Qin Zhenhua, you coward, you useless coward, what qualification do you have to say about me?"

Qin Zhenhua was suddenly angry by her. She was stunned, "I What happened to you? Luo Ping, don't be crazy, OK? Today is Lin Xuan's funeral, poetry has been very sad, you think more for your daughter, can you? "

"Fuck you, Qin Zhenhua. Do you know how much I love my daughter? What kind of thing are you? I didn't know that I was blind and married to such a useless rubbish man as you

Regardless of the other guests and friends in Lingtang, Luo Ping directly points to Qin Zhenhua and starts to curse.

Qin poetry upset, she almost hysterical, from the throat, burst out a roar, "enough! Mom, have you had enough? "

Luo Ping is stunned and Qin Zhenhua's body trembles. They both look at Qin's poetry at the same time.

"Go out, this is the Lingtang of linxuan, not the place for you to get out of here!"

Qin poetry pointed to the door and roared at Luo Ping.

Luo Ping is as dull as a thunderbolt from the blue. She is totally unbelievable. She roars, "what? You told me to go out? Qin poetry, are you out of your mind? Open your eyes and see clearly, I am your mother

"I'm here to mourn for your husband Lin Xuan. I'm here to help you. You're cruel and ask me to go out?"

"Go away!"

Qin's poems and poems were completely out of control. Luo Ping, like her mother, turned around and roared.

Luo Feng sees the potential, to Jiang Tao, Fu Ao two people sign, let them immediately forward, directly will Luo Ping fork out.

Luo Ping was hopping, jumping, crying, kicking and shouting, "no, Qin Shishi, you can't do this to me, I'm your mother, don't drive me away!"

However, under the power of Jiang Tao and Fu Ao, she is turned out of the club gate.

Luo Feng went to the side of Qin Shi Shi and said in a low voice, "sister-in-law, are you ok?"

Qin Shi Shi raised his hand to wipe a tear, raised his head and whispered, "I'm ok!"

Qin Zhenhua also came and comforted Qin's poetry, "poetry, to Sorry, dad didn't Don't watch your mother, she She's like crazy. Don't be upset. Don't worry about her

Qin poetry lost its voice and rushed into Qin Zhenhua's arms and called out, "Dad!"

Qin Zhenhua a Leng, the body is stiff, the daughter pours into his arms? It's been a long time since I've been away from you

He was so happy in his heart that his daughter had always been filial to him.

Even in these years, Luo Ping has been bullied and oppressed, but it is worth it to be hugged by her daughter.He lifted it up with trembling hands and gently patted Qin Shi Shi on the shoulder, "silly boy, don't be afraid. There's dad, there's dad."

Although he didn't know whether such a kind of comfort had any effect on Qin's poetry, as a father, it was the best comfort for the girl.

After all, Qin Zhenhua's mouth is clumsy and he can't speak any gorgeous language.

I had no choice but to comfort her with such a succinct word, a love as a father.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I'm not good. I'll be filial to you in the future." Qin poetry choked.

In fact, the poetry of Qin Dynasty at this time was sad because of Luo Ping's blundering, not for Lin Xuan's death.

For a long time, or in other words, since Lin Xuan's accession to the Qin family, Luo Ping is like a madman, from suppressing Lin Xuan and being mean to Lin Xuan.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan is not dead now, but if Lin Xuan is really dead, Luo Ping pretends to cry without saying anything. It sounds like schadenfreude. What a chilling scene it should be.

Why can't she accept Lin Xuan? She has been unable to understand Lin Xuan's good?

If it wasn't for Lin Xuan, I'm afraid their family would always live in the shabby Xiaoxiang garden. Although it's a villa area, it's a far cry from the magnificent and most luxurious hillside villa in Yunwu Mountain.

The more I think about this, the more I feel sorry for Luo Ping's acrimonious attitude towards Lin Xuan.

Originally, Lin Xuan because of her feelings, no matter what Luo Ping said or did, Lin Xuan was more tolerant and tolerant.

Unless Luo Ping does too much, Lin Xuan can't be angry and will fight back at Luo Ping.

Naturally, there is a steelyard in the heart of Qin's poetry. If it was not for Lin Xuan's deep love for her and her death time and again like Luo Ping, she would not have died 100 or 10000 times.

Although today's funeral is a fake one and has a different purpose, Qin's poetry absolutely does not allow it. Luo Ping's "Shiba" suddenly appears and stirs up the situation.

"Ah? Poetry, save me, poetry Help... "

Just stopped for less than a minute, suddenly, from the gate of Tianlai KTV club, Luo Ping's cry came again

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