Mu Xiangshan sighed and helped him up: "Sad to be sad and follow the changes."
Guo Zicheng nodded when he stood up. He wore glasses and his face was calm. He heard this and said softly: "Thank you, Uncle Mu."
He glanced at Qiao Jin again, but didn't care much, and quickly turned his gaze away.
"I'll call you in the middle of the night, Uncle Mu, sorry."
"No need to say these." Mu Xiangshan waved his hand: "Who could have thought of these things? I'll give the incense stick of the world."
Guo Zicheng nodded and remained silent.
He took Mu Xiangshan and Qiao Jin in.
In the hall, Guo Jieshi's mourning hall photo was hung in the center. His photo should have been taken early in the morning, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the black and white photos were a bit creepy no matter how you look at it.
There is a coffin in front of the photo, and it has not been covered yet. Guo Jieshi, wearing a mourning dress, is lying inside.
He obviously looked a little energetic, but now he is dead and can only lie inside and close his eyes forever.
There were two people kneeling in front of the coffin. Guo Zicheng's current one - Cheng Yujun, who is considered his wife, and Guo Shuoyu, also is not her biological daughter, and Guo Zicheng's daughter.
Guo Zhuyi is in the hospital now, and Guo Zhulian is not here. In addition to the son and daughter born by Guo Zicheng, he should have a grandson, but he is not here now.
Mu Xiangshan looked at Guo Jieshi's mourning hall photo and sighed slightly.
He still remembers when he came that day, he said jokingly, if Guo Jieshi suddenly left and couldn't see it at the last glance.
I didn't expect it to be true.
In just two or three days, no one knew that such a thing would happen.
He cast three incense sticks for Guo Jieshi, and Qiao Jin, who came later, also cast three incense sticks according to his understanding.
After burning the incense, Guo Zicheng said to Mu Xiangshan: "Uncle Mu, it's too late now. You and Qiao Jin will go back first. It will be too late to see you tomorrow morning."
"It's okay, I'll sit here for a while and accompany the last journey of Jieshi."
Mu Xiangshan shook his head and finally asked, "How did Jie Shi get away?"
Guo Zicheng smiled bitterly: "It's not right when he came back from the police station. He had a big fight with me. He probably had no shame to see me and was so angry that he couldn't wake him up when the servant asked him to have dinner at night. When he saw that he was gone."
Mu Xiangshan just nodded.
Guo Jieshi is already dead, so of course Guo Zicheng can do whatever he wants. Even if someone has any questions, it is impossible for him to be qualified to investigate.
Furthermore, Mu Xiangshan didn't care much about how Guo Jieshi died.
Sooner or later he would have such a day, if he hadn't known that he had found someone to kill his original wife.
After Guo Zicheng said this, he did not stop Mu Xiangshan and asked him to sit at home.
It is late at night now, and he has notified a lot of people, so naturally others will come to pay their respects.
Mu Xiangshan found a place to sit down, but he didn't feel terrible. It was a big night, although the villa was brightly lit, it was particularly quiet.
Qiao Jin stood aside, and Guo Shuoyu, who was kneeling on the other side, secretly raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Jin.
In fact, she felt a sense of frigidity in her heart, mainly because she went to see her grandfather's body after she died.
Grandpa clearly died with his eyes closed.
He lay on the bed and stared at his eyes. Later, he closed his eyes if he didn't know what his father used.
But Guo Shuoyu can't forget what he looked like before his death.
Chapter completed!