Liu Jianfeng quickly parked the car on the side of the road and watched the excitement with a smile. Liang Mengzhu couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Hey, there are really people who regard funerals and sacrifices as a spectacle?"

Liu Jianfeng also smiled and said: "Since the bereaved man specially invited the gongs and drums troupe to play, play and sing, the purpose is to show it to others. Look at the splendor of our family, which not only shows filial piety but also strength, so people are eager to see the neighbors.

The neighbors are here to watch the fun."

"But it's too ostentatious to be downstairs in a building in the city center. Don't we usually set up mourning sheds at home?" Liang Mengzhu said.

"According to customs, if the person dies of a normal life and dies of a normal illness, a funeral tent is built at home. But if the person dies unexpectedly, especially if he dies outside, it is said that such a person has too much resentment, so he cannot place sacrifices at home for fear of his ghost.

In this case, some people will pay homage to him at the place where he died, even on the road, and some will choose places other than home where he often visited to pay homage. In short, people who are afraid of death are homesick.

Missing my loved ones and haunting me."

"Poverty is about being poor." Liang Mengzhu commented concisely and concisely, and this is absolutely true. Some customs are really about being poor, and they even make people look fat. In particular, there is a kind of funeral saying called "happy mourning", and death is sadness.

When a loved one can no longer meet again, no matter how old he is or how peacefully he passed away, he should be sad and sad. Where does the joy come from?

In some cases, the more grand and grand the funeral, the more it appears that the descendants have a guilty conscience. They are afraid that relatives, friends, neighbors, and neighbors will say that they are unfilial. If you really spend more time with the person while they are alive and serve them well, they will have a clear conscience after death. It is completely unnecessary.

Spend time and money just to show off to others.

Of course, Liu Jianfeng loved to see this mourning hall in front of the building. In front of the building, drums and music were playing. In addition to singing sensational songs, a specially invited performance team also had a man and a woman who were specially responsible for mourning. They cried so miserably that they kept crying.

When I sing, I feel like my real father has died.

"Stop looking, let's go, don't delay our historical process." Liang Mengzhu said, this is what she is most worried about: "You can tell us the important historical process between you and me in detail, and I will record it."

Come down and think about it all the time, and you must not make any deviations, otherwise the course of history will change."

Liu Jianfeng looked at her in surprise. Although his expression was serious, his face was slightly red. As for the historical process of the two of them, wasn't it just the love and dating process that he had made up? What did this man mean? He was really tempted. He took the initiative to ask for a date according to the schedule.

?

Is that fun? Liu Jianfeng knows that some lives are very regular, and everything is very planned, such as getting up at six in the morning, having breakfast at seven, having lunch at twelve, taking a lunch break at one o'clock, and living as a couple every Wednesday and Saturday night

Wait, everything in life is in order.

Although a regular life is good for physical health, it reduces the emotions in life. Eating and sleeping can be regular, but other things, especially married life, should be based on feelings and should not be made rigid rules.

When you fall in love, you should rely more on emotion rather than reason. Lin Zirou is such a well-planned female CEO. She even has detailed plans on when to hold hands and when to hug. Wasn’t it true that Liu Jianfeng even took off her hood yesterday?

There can be no hard and fast rules for this kind of thing, you have to follow your feelings.

The key is that when Liang Mengzhu asked like this, Liu Jianfeng was very passive. The previous process was all made up. At this time, he could only bite the bullet: "I only remember the important days. I can't remember some small details. I

I remember you took my arm for the first time during the Chinese Valentine's Day. One day during the National Day holiday, we went to the park to play, and there was a fight.

At the balloon stall, we competed, and I won. You were forced to kiss my cheek for the first time.

December 7th, I remember this very clearly, that day was the heavy snow in the 24th solar term, and it really matched the solar term. It really snowed that day. We made a snowman and had a snowball fight together. After that, you said you were very happy.

Cold, this is the first time I hold you in my arms to keep you warm.

Then it was New Year's Day. We celebrated the New Year together. When the countdown to midnight was over, I kissed your lips.

During the Spring Festival, I officially went to your house to visit your parents for the first time, helped your mother cook, and drank with your father. After that, you rushed to wash up with me. In the narrow kitchen, I accidentally touched your breast,

You pretended not to know at the time, but your earlobes were so red.

Then came Valentine's Day. You were in a good mood that day, so we went to the hotel in the evening.

You had a day off on the afternoon of Women's Day, and I had just received my quarterly bonus. As a result, you took me shopping, emptied the bonus in one go, and became a shopaholic for a day. Only then did you agree to come home with me on Qingming Festival.

Worshiping ancestors..."

"Okay, okay." Liang Mengzhu said with a wry smile: "I finally understand. These holidays are all based on a woman's love process. After Valentine's Day, there is Women's Day. This is when a girl becomes a woman, and she is a member of her husband's family.

So, we have to pay homage to our husband’s ancestors on Tomb Sweeping Day, then there’s Labor Day, which means that we’ll be a housewife in the future, and then there’s Children’s Day, where we have to give birth to children for men...Why are women so unlucky?”

"If you say so, then I think all festivals throughout the year are aimed at men." Liu Jianfeng said: "The first day of July, the first day of August, September represents learning, and the first day of October is national

, and the festivals you mentioned, when combined, for men, they are the organization of career, abilities are learned by oneself, honor belongs to the country, achievements belong to the collective, wages belong to the wife, and glory belongs to the ancestors.

Property belongs to the children... This is the definition of the holiday for men."

Liang Mengzhu experienced the power of Liu Jianfeng's words for the first time. He shook his head helplessly and said: "Okay, okay, it's not easy for a man, but what I want to say is that since you are a time traveler, the focus is on you personally. You are the most persistent."

The idea is your historical process. As long as you follow the history, meet me for the first time today, go on a blind date two days later, then go on a swimming date, and follow the routine, it should be fine.

If the general conditions remain unchanged, it shouldn’t be too much to help others make some changes, right?”

"What on earth did you think of?" Liu Jianfeng asked with a smile.

"I want to say that it would be a pity to let this plug-in of yours go to waste." Liang Mengzhu said: "Without affecting your personal historical process and without involving major events that change history, can you tell me something?

For future news, of course I don’t want to plagiarize other people’s film and television songs, nor do I want to play lottery, stock or real estate, it’s just related to my work.

For example, for major cases that will happen in the future, even ordinary cases, like these two murder cases, next time you don’t come forward, you tell me and let me come forward..."

"Oh, you want to receive awards for meritorious service, be promoted and make a fortune." Liu Jianfeng said with a smile.

Liang Mengzhu was somewhat embarrassed, and in a rare coquettish tone, she said coquettishly: "Well, don't we have convenient conditions? If someone travels through time, he will either be a prince or a consort. I don't ask for wealth.

I don’t seek high-ranking officials and big salaries, I just want to prove my ability. If one day I can have a certain say, I will do my best to make up for and improve the loopholes in the law, so that I will no longer let today’s

The tragedy of classmate Tian happened again."

Liang Mengzhu's words made Liu Jianfeng stand in awe, and he was obviously stimulated by today's case. Several classmates who conspired to murder had a deep hatred for the deceased. However, the deceased clearly deceived them with fake investments, but left them nowhere to redress their grievances.

He obviously abandoned them, but left them with no way to appeal. He obviously wanted to take away his wife, but he had no way to rely on him. The last resort was to take the risk and kill someone himself.

These can all be said to be the imperfections of the law. What is commendable is that Liang Mengzhu cheered up immediately after being hit. He finally understood the responsibility and mission of a legal worker. The police are not just to catch bad guys, but to

Try to prevent crimes from happening as much as possible so that everyone can be protected by the law.

Looking at Liang Mengzhu's firm expression, it felt like the light of justice was blooming.

Liu Jianfeng had seen this kind of light in Lin Zirou. He remembered that Liu Jianfeng asked Lin Zirou if she was afraid of death. She said very calmly and firmly that she was not afraid. If she didn't die, she could honor her father well. If she died, she could

She saw her deceased mother, so life or death was a good choice.

And Yang Fan, because she took on the case of a poor migrant worker suing a mafia real estate developer, which put her own life in danger, but she still had no hesitation and insisted on seeking justice for the poor people.

Liu Jianfeng has seen many beautiful women, but those who shine with the brilliance of humanity like the three of them are the real beauty.

Liang Mengzhu is loyal to his duties and wholeheartedly defends justice, which is a great loyalty. Lin Zirou is willing to accompany his deceased mother life and death, which is a great filial piety. Yang Fan is not afraid of hardships and dangers, and pleads for the people, which is a great righteousness.

Among the three of them, Liu Jianfeng felt like a villain. He deceived Lin Zirou in order to protect her, and somewhat used Liang Mengzhu to facilitate the investigation. He met Yang Fan again by chance, but he also kept a distance from her while playing around.

But at this time, his mind changed, and the matter itself was beyond expectation. Lin Zirou was moved by his true feelings. Liang Mengzhu was recording. The next step was to go swimming together. The love plan had been fully worked out, and

When he was leaving just now, Yang Fan seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Beautiful women are hard to find, and beauties who are self-reliant, self-respecting, and self-loving are even rarer. When you encounter a good one, of course you have to keep it for yourself, just like Leopard Head said: "I want them all!" Since they occupy the areas of loyalty, righteousness, and filial piety,

, then Liu Jianfeng will only be a traitor!

Just when Liu Jianfeng felt the pride of having all the beauties in the world fall into his lap, under the building not far away, in the mourning shed, suddenly there was a loud cry. Not only were the mourners hired specifically to mourn, but the men in black were also crying along with them.

stand up.

Of course Liu Jianfeng knew that this was Jiang Shan's mourning hall. It can be said that Jiang Shan's death was planned by Liu Jianfeng, implemented step by step, and finally died at the hands of a killer. There was no small matter between the two, and Jiang Shan was just a pawn who deserved his punishment.

Although the killer was also forced to self-destruct, for Liu Jianfeng, there were more clues. For example, why the crying suddenly became louder at this time? It was because the real owner finally appeared.

A middle-aged man in a suit and sunglasses got out of a super-luxury black car. He had a few white hairs on his temples. He walked with a graceful pace and was full of momentum. Although he was wearing sunglasses, he still gave people an impression.

A sense of majestic and domineering oppression.

Someone from around immediately came forward, bowed and said hello: "Hello, Director Jiang!"
Chapter completed!