Seeing Qin Jingru speaking so decisively, Qin Xian suddenly panicked and begged hurriedly: "Jingru, it's okay if you don't recognize me as my brother, it's okay if you don't recognize our mother, but you have to think about your nephew. Ah, he is only so old, what will he do if something happens to us?"
Qin Jingru calmed down a little when she mentioned her eldest nephew. After staring at Qin Xian for a few times, she gritted her teeth and said, "If it weren't for the sake of the child, I would have jumped you! Get out of here! I don't want to do that now." See you!"
Qin Xian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and even grinned.
"Fuck! My own father was killed by someone, and you can still laugh!" When Chu saw it, he was so angry that he slapped him aside, and then told Qin Jingru again. Regarding the funeral: "Besides the grain management office and the courtyard, is there anyone else who needs to be notified of the old man's funeral?"
"Just don't inform them, right?" Qin Jingru frowned and said, "It's inconvenient to be so far away."
"If it's inconvenient, you have to inform them. Whether they come or not is their business. We have to notify them."
"Then I listen to you."
As they spoke, the group of people came out of the woods unknowingly. After loading the coffin into the truck, Qin Jingru, Xiao Ma and the others followed the truck and rushed to Liuzhuang to organize the funeral.
Chu Ze took his eldest cousin, Fan Huosheng, and Yang Long back to Sijiu City.
Along the way.
Yang Long hung his head and said nothing, but his eldest cousin and Fan Huosheng were chatting animatedly.
"You kid can do it. You handle cases one by one and your brain is very bright." Duan Fengchun said with admiration.
"Hey, I can't do it, I'm far behind you." Fan Huosheng scratched his head after being praised by his crush, with a hint of pride on his face.
"Pull him down quickly, I don't have your brains."
My eldest cousin is very self-aware.
Chu, who was driving in the front, glanced through the rearview mirror at the two people chatting more and more heatedly at the back door, and shook his head with a smile.
This can be considered a gain and a loss, right?
Regarding the Qin family's affairs, Fan Huosheng's performance was remarkable. He showed his face in front of his eldest cousin, and his impression points increased a lot.
These two are becoming more and more playful.
…
At about 2:30 in the afternoon, the sky was overcast and the wind was extremely strong. It seemed like a heavy snow was brewing.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Volga, which had been jolting for a long time, drove into the yard of Fan Huosheng's unit and stopped at the door.
"Xiaofan."
After the car stopped, Chu turned around and said to Fan Huosheng, who was about to take Yang Long out of the car: "I'll leave the rest to you. My cousin and I won't go down, we have to go to Liuzhuang."
"Don't worry, you two. There will definitely be no problem on my end. Go about your business quickly. Oh, by the way." Fan Huosheng took out two dollars from his pocket and handed it to Duan Fengchun: "Comrade Fengchun, are you affected? Help me give a gift to Sister Qin."
"Okay." Duan Fengchun immediately took the money and put it in his pocket.
Immediately, Fan Huosheng took Yang Long out of the car and entered the police station.
Then Chu Ye started the car, took Duan Fengchun away, and rushed to Sanliang Store to pick up Ni Yinghong.
Just after leaving the police station, Chu glanced at Duan Fengchun and joked: "Cousin, Xiaofan gave Jingru the money for her father's funeral, will you pay it back?"
"Go on, what does what he gave him have to do with me?" Duan Fengchun immediately understood what he meant and rolled his eyes at the guy.
"Looking at the current situation, we will become a family sooner or later. If you want me to give you a share, you can do it."
"How can I tell that we are a family sooner or later? We haven't even exchanged a single word of fate yet!"
"What? You still don't like it?"
"That's not true." Duan Fengchun paused and said, "He is actually a pretty good person, but I just don't like him very much."
"Hey, what's the point? Haven't you heard that love lasts for a long time? Get married first, and then you can cultivate it slowly." Chu instantly transformed into a dog-headed strategist.
"Go, go, go, the more you talk, the more nonsense you get! What if you can't cultivate it?" The eldest cousin
He said angrily.
"It's impossible, it can definitely be cultivated," the experienced Chu Xin vowed.
"Hurry up and go away!"
The eldest cousin turned her head and ignored him. Her eyes as she looked out the window kept changing, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
After a while.
Volga stopped outside Sanliang Store.
"You sit here, I'll call Ni Yinghong." Chu turned around and told her eldest cousin, then opened the door, got out of the car and walked into the shop.
"Ouch! I'm back."
As Sun Mei is the leader of the Fourth and Nine Cities, there is basically nothing the city can hide from her. Ni Yinghong doesn’t even need to talk about the Qin family’s affairs.
You can know it yourself.
And since Sun Mei knew about the matter, other people in the shop would naturally know about it too.
Seeing Chu coming in and a group of aunts, the little girl immediately abandoned the guests and ran over.
"What happened to the Jingru family?"
"Have you found the body?"
"We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later. I'm in such a hurry that I won't talk to you guys today." Chu didn't have time to talk to them, so he quickly squeezed out of the crowd and hurried to the back room.
As soon as he entered the office, he hurriedly said to Ni Yinghong: "Well, hurry up and clean up. We will go to Liuzhuang together later and work together on Jingru's father's funeral."
"Have you found the person?" Ni Yinghong hurriedly stood up and packed her things.
"Found it." After Chu said hello to Han Lian again, he stepped over to the table, picked up the phone on the table and called the Grain Management Office, asking the correspondent to convey the news to others.
Immediately, he came out of Sanliang Store with Ni Yinghong.
After getting in the car, Ni Yinghong glanced at the red sweater sleeve exposed from her sleeve and said hurriedly: "Chu, we have to go home first and tell them what happened. After that, I have to change clothes. Let's go
I am going to a funeral, and my red clothes are not good enough."
"Okay, let's go back after we go to the courtyard."
Chu nodded and started the car, went to the courtyard first, told the old neighbors about the funeral, and then drove straight to Banchang Hutong.
On the way, when Ni Yinghong learned from Chu and others that Mr. Qin was killed by Yang Long, Ni Yinghong was shocked and even thought it was ridiculous.
"Just for twenty dollars?"
"It's unbelievable, isn't it? Just because of twenty yuan, Jingru's father died."
"Are you crazy? No matter how poor you are, you won't be like this!"
Chu shrugged and said, "I don't understand it either."
"Hey, tell me, is there any secret behind this matter?" The eldest cousin squinted her eyes and said thoughtfully.
"What's the secret?" Ni Yinghong looked confused.
"Look, not only us, but everyone who heard this found it incredible and unreasonable, but he just did it. Do you think it could be because of other reasons?" The eldest cousin analyzed.
"What other reasons could there be for this?" Chu frowned and said, "Yang Long doesn't have any other motives."
