Only then did he realize that his young grandson had now completely grown up.
"I have already lost your father, and I don't want to lose your uncle and second uncle again." Zhou Zhiguo replied tremblingly.
Zhou Yuan was amused when he heard this.
He squatted down on the grave and pulled out a few weeds in front of the tombstone: "You exchanged the seven years of my life, my sister's life, and my mother's life for Zhou Huaili and Zhou Yunhui's family to live a wealthy life for seven years."
"Zhou Zhiguo, you did a great job. You did this beautifully."
"You...will you forgive me?" Zhou Zhiguo said: "Zhou Yuan, Jianquan and Zilong have been injured by you. I admit that I did something I shouldn't have done back then, but that's what I did.
For your uncle and second uncle."
"Can we go back to the past?" Zhou Zhiguo asked.
"I always thought that your father died of illness, but I didn't know until today that he was killed by someone. If I had known about it earlier, I would have definitely investigated this matter."
"Your mother didn't tell me this."
Zhou Zhiguo was still trying to defend himself.
He suddenly felt that he was really sorry for his son who had been dead for many years.
Zhou Yuan stood up and looked at Zhou Zhiguo: "Some things are done when they are done. You don't have to make any excuses for yourself. Today in front of my father, ask yourself whether you are worthy of being his father!"
"
"I'm leaving so that you, the Zhou family, can take care of yourself."
After Zhou Yuan said this, he turned around and walked out of the cemetery.
Zhou Zhiguo looked at Zhou Yuan's leaving figure and didn't know what to do for a moment.
He looked at the photo on the tombstone again, and his son seemed to be looking at him with a look full of hatred.
In fact, he seemed to hear Zhou Heng questioning himself: "I gave my children to you, but instead of taking care of them, you bullied them in every possible way."
"Dad, you are ashamed of me!"
"You are ashamed of me!"
There seemed to be a roaring voice, causing Zhou Zhiguo to collapse directly to the ground, with drops of cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
...
Here, Zhou Zhiguo is condemning himself in the cemetery.
At this moment, the Zhou family is having a meeting.
Zhou Yunhui's wife Liu Feng looked at Zhou Huaili, and Yang Xiping said: "Brother and sister-in-law, have you noticed? Our father's expression changed, and he went out alone."
"If I guessed correctly, he should have lost Zhou Heng's cemetery."
Yang Xiping also said: "Yes, maybe Zhou Heng was killed by someone who touched him. After all, our father used to have a very good relationship with Zhou Heng."
"If something happens now, I feel that our dad will suddenly feel sorry for Zhou Yuan's family."
"If this is really the case, he should have considered everything for Zhou Yuan's family, but this Zhou Group has nothing to do with us," Liu Feng said hurriedly.
Zhou Huaili and Zhou Yunhui looked at each other, and they felt that what their wives said was right.
Zhou Zhiguo will definitely wake up his sleeping conscience because of the news of Zhou Heng's murder.
If Zhou Zhiguo feels ashamed of Zhou Yuan's family at this time, then something may happen to the Zhou family because of this.
Zhou Huaili said: "What you said is not impossible. Our father liked the third brother very much."
"Then if that's the case, if Zhou Group, Tianzheng Group, and my father are handed over to Zhou Yuan to inherit, wouldn't it be our business?" Yang Xiping asked anxiously.
"The only way is to quickly ask him to hand over his power and hand over the Zhou Group and Tianzheng Group to you and Yunhui respectively. In this way, he will have no right to let Zhou Yuan inherit."
"Yes, the second sister is right, this matter is not a trivial matter."