Chapter 193 194 The Ji Family’s Medal, Miss Bai’s Rank
Ji Heng was going to Nanling Mountain.
Nanling Mountain is not a cemetery, but the next scenic spot to be developed in Xiangcheng. There are several celebrity cemeteries nearby. Nanling
is located in the southernmost part of Xiangcheng. The road is not easy to drive due to the endless mountain range. Half of it is being widened to prepare for the construction of tourist routes. Nanling Park is waiting to be opened.
Ming Dongheng drove the car slowly to the side of Nanling Mountain, and Ji Heng asked him to stop at a place.
Bai Fu got off the car behind Ji Heng with the offerings. The scenic spot will not be open until the summer vacation. At the entrance, he saw four routes on the road sign, pointing to "Nanling Park", "Nanling Mountain", "Guoshan Tomb" and "Hongye Hotel".
The road sign is very new, and it should have been installed not long ago.
Ming Dongheng sat in the driver's seat and looked up at Bai Ti and Ji Heng walking along one of the roads. He couldn't help but pick up his phone.
Ming Dongheng: [Today is Qingming Festival. Why did Miss Bai come to the tourist attraction? ]
Ming Dongheng: [To pay respect to Guo Shan's tomb or the general's tomb? ] Xu Nanjing
: [Remember to sweep the tomb later]
Xu Nanjing is at the Martyrs' Cemetery.
**
Nanling Mountain.
Ji Heng did not take Bai Ti to the tourist attraction, but took her further and further away. The mountain road was difficult to walk on, but Bai Ti walked as if she were walking on flat ground. Ji Heng's breathing was also very stable. They walked for about fifteen minutes.
Bai Ti finally saw three tombstones. Ji Heng stopped in front of the last tombstone. Only this tombstone had a grave. The other two tombstones were just cenotaphs.
This mausoleum is very clean, without any weeds, and must have been cleaned by someone.
"I brought A-Ti to see you," Ji Heng squatted down and wiped the almost invisible dust on the tombstone with his fingers, "You probably haven't seen her."
As he said this, he looked at Bai-Ti, and her eyes full of furrows showed a gentleness that Bai-Ti had never seen before, "Come and let her see you."
Bai-Ti took a step forward, and she looked at the words engraved on the tombstone -
Tomb of Ji Wan-Xin
Wan-Xin, Ji Wan-Xin, is this her grandmother?
Bai-Ti put down the chrysanthemum in her hand and worshiped respectfully, what a gentle name.
Ji Heng didn't say much.
He squatted in front of the tomb and burned a handkerchief embroidered with lilac flowers. After all the lilac flowers were burned, he took out the wine and three wine glasses from the basket, placed them in front of the two tombstones next to him, filled them with wine, and poured himself another glass.
"You can call them grandpa." He said to Bai Shi silently. He sat aside casually and drank with the two tombstones.
Twenty minutes later.
Ji Heng left the wine pot and wine glasses and stood up, "Let's go, don't let Xiao Ming wait anxiously."
Bai Shi followed him down the mountain, but when he went down the stairs, he looked back.
There was still some fog in the mountains. The wind blew gently through the mountains, and the sun shone golden light on the tree branches and tombstones.
Seeing that she kept looking back, Ji Heng raised his eyebrows, "Have you seen your grandmother's photo?"
Bai Ti shook her head.
"Yeah," Ji Heng might have drunk a little, his thoughts were a little unclear, and he talked more to Bai Ti, "I'll find them for you when I get back, I have a lot."
**
On the way, they heard that Ming Dongheng was going to the Martyrs' Cemetery.
Ji Heng sat up straight and asked Ming Dongheng to take them there.
The Martyrs' Cemetery is on the way and a little off, but there are many people at the gate today, and the tall martyrs' monument can be seen from a distance.
There are several young people at the gate of the cemetery who are handing out chrysanthemums for free.
Standing under the martyrs' monument at the gate, Bai Ti heard a familiar cough.
She looked up subconsciously, and sure enough, she saw Ning Xiao supporting Grandma Wang in front of her.
Grandma Wang was still wearing the camouflage uniform that was too big for her body shape when they first met. Her condition seemed to have improved today. Ning Xiao was silently supporting her.
Neither of them saw her.
Bai Xi did not call the two of them. She just remembered the three photos she saw when she first went to Grandma Wang's house.
In front, Grandma Wang paused for a moment. She put her hand in front of her lips and coughed twice. Seeing a group of people gathered in the second row, she thought for a while and said, "Let's see your brother and his father first. They are all in the back. There are too many people with his grandfather, so let's not see him for now."
Ning Xiao is not Grandma Wang's grandson to be precise. He is Ning Yinuo's half-brother. After his mother gave birth to him, she found that he had defects and could not cry or laugh, so she sent him to Grandma Wang in Xiangcheng.
There were many people visiting the graves today, and there was almost no one behind. The two stopped in front of a tombstone. Ning Xiao squatted down, looked at the photo of Ning Yinuo with a bright smile, and put the big bunch of sunflowers in his hand on it.
He looks like his brother, but his personality is very different.
Grandma Wang is always worried about him.
Most of the offerings are chrysanthemums, and they prepared chrysanthemums for other ancestors in the cemetery.
Only Ning Yinuo is a sunflower.
Ning Xiao reached out and touched the jade gourd on his neck.
**
Afternoon.
Bai Shi sat at the desk, and the sunlight shone in through the window.
There was a pile of books on the right, and a piece of white paper was pressed under the inkstone next to it, with a few lines of reduced character scores written on it.
The door of the room was open. Ji Heng came in from the yard, holding an old black wooden box in his hands.
There was a small lock on the outside of the wooden box.
"Open it and take a look," Ji Heng put the wooden box in front of her when he saw that she was not doing her homework, and handed the small key to Bai Di, "There are photos of your grandmother in here."
Bai Di reached out to take the key, lowered her head and inserted the key into the keyhole.
Ji Heng stood aside and looked down at the small wooden box in her hand.
What caught the eye was an old photo, in black and white, of a woman wearing a cheongsam, dignified and elegant, with an oriental charm between her eyebrows that was unparalleled and elegant.
In addition to this one, there are many more.
Almost every one of them is a cheongsam photo, and there are a few thin pieces of paper that seem to be cut out from books, magazines and newspapers.
They are well preserved.
Ji Heng smelled of cigarettes. His eyes fell on the photo, and his cloudy eyes showed almost no emotion.
Bai Ti gently flipped through the pile of old photos, some of which were cut out from newspapers. She picked up the edges and moved very carefully.
After flipping through the old photos, Bai Ti saw two small medals on the bottom layer.
The medals looked quite old, with a letter written in the middle and two small leaves on the side.
She had never seen medals like this.
"You can just look at this for yourself, you can't take it out." Ji Heng looked at her playing with the medal and said casually, then retracted his gaze, looked through Bai Ti's window at the embroidery frame in the yard outside, and suddenly said, "I didn't expect that your uncle, your mother and so many others have no interest in academics, but you, do you want to go back to the Mu family?"
Mu family?
Bai Di raised her head. This was the first time she heard this introduction. "The Mu family?"
"My biological parents' home, but I didn't grow up in the Mu family," Ji Heng said casually. "The Mu family... they are researchers, they used to be very powerful, but they are not doing well now..."
Ji Heng frowned and stopped.
Although it is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, the Mu family is indeed going downhill now.
"Oh," Bai Di carefully put the medal and photo into the box, "No need."
She would take the exam in Dean Ma's laboratory.
Ji Heng glanced at Bai Di, but didn't persuade her much: "If you change your mind later, tell me."
**
Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Bai Di put away her books, picked up her phone and went out.
She was going to Jiang Fuli's place to print new data today.
Jiang Fuli hadn't come back yet, and the courtyard was bustling.
When Bai Mi arrived, Xu Nanjing was sitting in the pavilion, talking to Xiao Bingwen, "You said there's no news about her either?" "
Shuhe is still communicating with people," Xiao Bingwen put down his teacup and shook his head, "You know what the White Tiger Auction House is, and didn't Director Chen say that they bought the invitation letter on the black market?"
Indeed, it was a force outside Heishui Street, and even if the Xu family used all their means, they would still have to get involved in Heishui Street.
Xu Nanjing was thinking, and when he saw Bai Xi come in, he stopped talking and waved to Bai Xi, "Sister Bai Xi."
Next to Xu Nanjing, Xiao Bingwen stood up quickly, a little shy, "Miss Bai."
Bai Xi waved lazily to them as a greeting, but did not approach to disturb their conversation.
Instead, she went straight into the house to print data upstairs.
Ming Dongheng was practicing boxing in the open space next to him. When he saw Bai Xi, he stopped and walked over. "Miss Bai, why didn't you call me when you came?"
He was a little annoyed.
"I know the way." Bai Xi lowered her head and lazily took out the document sent to her by Academician Ma from her mobile phone.
Ming Dongheng saw Bai Xi going upstairs and did not follow her.
He went to make a pot of tea for Baishen and took it outside, put it on the table in the pavilion, and sat on the stool next to it and turned on his phone.
As soon as he clicked on the video, he saw a pushed video, and a blogger read in an exaggerated voice——
[A martial arts gym in Xiangcheng has been very popular recently. Today we will dig into the composition of the martial arts gym. First, let’s talk about the owner of a martial arts gym. He is a fifth-degree martial artist. That’s right, as a gym owner, he is only a fifth-degree martial artist...]
Since Lu Xiaohan’s time, many people have signed up for Xingyi Martial Arts Gym. Now short video traffic is large, and Xingyi Martial Arts Gym also has an official account. Many people found Xingyi Martial Arts Gym through Lu Xiaohan’s video.
Since the broadcast of "Come on, Friends" for a week, Xingyi Martial Arts Gym has become even more popular.
Everything has its pros and cons, and problems also arise. Netizens doubt the authority of Xingyi Martial Arts School.
Ming Dongheng looked at the video and frowned.
"Why do you keep repeating this video?" Xu Nanjing looked at Ming Dongheng.
"I invested in this martial arts school." Ming Dongheng was typing in the comments, explaining seriously that the owner of Xingyi Martial Arts School was a senior teacher, but he had not passed the exam before.
As soon as he posted it, a lot of trolls sprayed him.
Xu Nanjing crossed his legs. He had heard this several times. This type of business war was nothing to him: "It's very simple. You just need to find a master to be the teacher in your martial arts school."
Next to him, Xiao Bingwen also explained, "Mr. Ming, ask Miss Beixuan, doesn't the Chen family have someone from Dongwu? His martial arts should be very high, or you can invite your teacher out."
Ming Dongheng glanced at him and said nothing. The two of them were talking very simply.
Xiao Bingwen was talking about Yu Hongyi. Ming Dongheng frowned and had no intention of inviting her.
As for his teacher...
Ming Dongheng had no choice. The teacher ignored him completely.
However...
Ming Dongheng glanced ahead.
**
Not long after, Bai Di came down from the stairs.
Jiang Fuli was not here today, and Jiang He did not come back either. Bai Di did not plan to stay any longer.
"Sister Bai Di," Xu Nanjing pointed to the teapot on the table and smiled, "Xiao Ming made tea especially for you, why don't you have a drink first."
Bai Di stopped. She was wearing a linen top and black trousers. The sun was about to set, and golden light could be seen falling on her hair and clothes.
She looked towards the pavilion, thought for a moment, and then walked towards this side.
Ming Dongheng hurriedly poured her a cup of tea.
Bai Di sat beside him, with a rolled up stack of paper in her hand. The documents had just been printed, and the paper was still a little hot.
She casually rested her wrist on the table, and took the tea handed to her by Ming Dongheng with her other hand.
Xiao Bingwen looked at the rolled paper in Bai Shi's hand. It was very thick. He could not see anything. He only saw lines and numbers through the paper. "What is this?"
He remembered that Bai Shi had nothing in his hand before he came.
"Printed data." Bai Shi replied lazily.
"You ran so far just to print data?" Xu Nanjing sat on the other side and looked at the paper in Bai Shi's hand.
Bai Shi lowered his eyes and drank tea, and said casually: "Yes, it's safe here."
"Pfft, where in Xiangcheng is not safe?" Xu Nanjing laughed, and Xiao Bingwen seemed to be silent.
Bai Shi smiled lazily.
The documents she was reading were sent to her by Academician Ma. Many of them were experimental data. Academician Ma trusted her very much, and some of the data he gave her were confidential. She basically printed them here at Jiang Fuli's place.
Printing shops outside have to copy the files to their computers before printing, which is not safe. After
Bai Di finished her tea, she stood up with the documents and said goodbye to them.
Ming Dongheng stood up before Xu Nanjing, with the key in his hand ready: "Miss Bai, I'll take you back."
"Forget it," Bai Di wanted to say no, but seeing Ming Dongheng hesitated, she thought for a moment and said: "Take me to the bus stop."
Behind the two of them, Xu Nanjing was a little speechless. Xiao Ming was really quick.
In the car, Ming Dongheng watched the bus stop getting closer and closer, and he hesitated to speak on his cold face.
In the back seat, Bai Xi was flipping through the documents without raising her head: "Go ahead."
Ming Dongheng slowed down the car and stopped. This time he didn't hesitate and asked directly, "Miss Bai, what's your martial arts level?"