Chapter 791 Funeral

Mu Zi looked at his conflicted look, so it was not easy to ask, but she was puzzled, could it be that Murong Cheng was bullied by Mu Er Shao when he was a child?

When she married into the Mu family, Mu Zichuan was already in prison, so she didn't know the second young master of the Mu family at all.

I don't know how Mu Ershao will feel when he sees Mu's family that has changed beyond recognition after he is released from prison in the future.

Mu Zi's thoughts were running wild like a wild horse, Murong Cheng hugged her and rubbed her into his arms.

"Stop thinking about it and go to sleep," he said.

Mu Zi found a comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes.

He didn't sleep for a long time. At five o'clock in the morning, a call came from the hospital. Mu Rongxuan couldn't make it through, and the rescue failed.

The new year is about to usher in, and it should be a day of celebration and reunion, but the Mu family has started to make funeral arrangements.

Bai Wei and the butler managed the funeral together, and Mu Zi was not idle, and arranged the mourning hall together with Mu Ling. What kind of incense, what kind of flowers to put, two young girls have no experience, learning while doing, busy in a ignorant way.

Murong Cheng called his relatives and friends in the clan one by one, informing them to come to the funeral.

After everyone arrived, Mu Zening was nowhere to be seen, and they asked, "Where's the third young master?"

"Big brother did this to save third brother. Third brother was irritated. He has been locked in his room for the past few days and didn't even eat much." Murong Cheng explained grandly.

This reason is barely plausible.

It's just that when people are needed, as a younger brother, if he doesn't show up, it will inevitably make people feel weak, as if he is escaping from reality.

A large group of relatives lived in Mu's house, and they needed someone to take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Mu's house was in a state of chaos for a while, and the fire in the kitchen didn't go out for almost 24 hours.

Bai Wei gritted her teeth, moved out of the small western-style building, and lived in the villa in front to take care of her relatives.

The family is lively, but the atmosphere of the funeral is missing.

Because no one cries.

Even Mu Rongxuan's daughter, Mu Ling, couldn't shed a single tear.

It's not that Mu Rongxuan doesn't love his daughter, it's just that his love is more calculating and obviously utilitarian.

When Mu Ling fell insane, he felt that this daughter was useless and worthless, so he was reluctant to make any investment.

Mu Ling felt sad when her father passed away, but it was far from enough to make her cry.

"My condolences." The relative patted Mu Ling's shoulder heavily, as if wanting to convey her strength.

Mu Ling thought in a daze: If Mu Yun was here, would she be able to cry?

Mu Rongxuan's body was placed in the mourning hall for three days.

When it was time for the funeral, Murong Cheng went upstairs to knock on the door of Mu Zening's room.

Because someone needs to hold the photos of the deceased during the funeral, this part of the work is usually done by filial sons and grandsons.

Mu Zening's eyes showed deep hatred and resentment, "Did you come here to see my joke?"

Knowing that he was probably Murongxuan's son, and letting him do such a thing, Mu Zening felt that Murong Cheng was deliberately humiliating him!

Murong Cheng said indifferently: "If you don't go, why don't you let me go? He only has two daughters, one is lying on the hospital bed and can't move, the other has a broken hand and can't hold things. There must be someone in the family to do this."

Mu Zening finally went because he knew that if he didn't go, Murong Cheng would probably arrange for a servant to take a photo of Mu Rongxuan. Murong Cheng can definitely do this kind of thing.

On the day of the funeral, Mu Zening's face was pale, his lips were tightly pressed, and there was no expression from the beginning to the end.

When Mu Zi thought of his situation, he felt a little sad.

Murong Cheng was in a good mood. Because the heavier the blow Mu Zening suffered, the less he would be able to spare Mu Zi's ideas.