Six hundred and twentieth IX: A Strong Enemy Appears
Nearly a thousand people in black observed silence for three minutes. The scene was spectacular. Those watching the excitement felt a sense of solemnity and did not dare to talk loudly. Most people held their breath and remained silent.
Inside the circle of onlookers, five or six middle-aged men and women gathered together, looking at the newly renovated cemetery with extremely complicated expressions. There are also two graves in the cemetery, where a pair of children who died in a car accident 25 years ago are buried.
Husband and wife, this land at the foot of the mountain used to be extremely desolate and inaccessible. Just a few days ago, a large number of workers poured into the construction site and planted thousands of trees, turning the wasteland into a secluded cemetery with good wind and water.
These five or six middle-aged men and women have been paying attention to the construction work because the couple whose bones are buried here are their relatives, and they want to find out what is going on.
"Mom, I can see clearly. There are five gold characters engraved on the marble pillar, Xu Jingdong's tomb. I guess this cousin of mine has been missing for so many years and has become famous, but his death was too early and too sudden. At least he came back to identify himself.
Recognize us as relatives and leave us something before we die." A man hurried over and muttered to a woman.
"Keep your voice down..." The woman in her fifties raised her hand to poke her son, looking left and right, fearing that people around her would hear what her son just said.
Among the group of people, the seemingly oldest old man pretended to take a deep puff of his cigarette and said: "Looking at this scene, Xiaodong is definitely not just a bit famous, he might have become a big boss and a rich man..."
Big boss, rich man.
The old man's words made the others unable to conceal their excitement.
"The silence is over. Uncles, uncles and aunts, we are trying to recruit a new son. Once these people leave, our old Xu family may miss the chance to prosper." The man who had been poked by his mother just now was a little anxious when he saw the silence ended.
"Let's go together, cry a few times, burn some paper money, and act according to the situation." The old man made a decisive decision and took the lead in taking action. The others were not willing to lag behind and followed closely.
"Dongzi, why are you dead? My aunt has missed you so much over the years. I think about you during the day and at night, and my heart has never been at ease for a day." The woman who had stabbed her son before rushed to Scorpion's grave and howled.
Crying loudly, with a lot of runny nose and tears, feeling extremely sad.
The onlookers were immediately confused, and Yang Chen and the others were also confused.
Immediately afterwards, seven or eight people gathered around the tomb, crying and burning paper.
The people from Arctic Fox came forward to understand the situation and learned that these people were Scorpion's uncle, uncle, aunt, and cousin. The backbone of Arctic Fox looked at each other.
Xie Zi, his parents died young, grew up in an orphanage, joined the army at the age of seventeen, and worked hard on his own. He never mentioned his relatives, not mentioning them, it is definitely not forgotten, there must be something hidden.
The Xu family pretended to be sad and cried, which made Yang Chen frown. With the cunning and shrewdness of this animal, he could see through the intentions of Scorpion's relatives at a glance.
"My eldest nephew was only in his early thirties. Why did he die without any explanation? I feel so sad." Scorpion's aunt spied Yang Chen approaching, turned around, hugged Yang Chen's legs, and cried: "My eldest nephew died inexplicably."
We must give our Xu family an explanation for how our nephew died, otherwise our family will never give up."
The rest of the Xu family took the opportunity to surround Yang Chen.
Long San waved his hand, and more than a dozen men in black were about to rush over and pull the Xu family away, but Yang Chen stopped them with cold eyes and quietly backed away.
"Since you are relatives of my good brother, why did he grow up in an orphanage? Why did you ignore him then?" Yang Chen asked the people surrounding him coldly.
The Xu family was speechless.
Seven or eight people looked at me and I looked at you, hesitating and hesitating.
"Dongdong was naughty and willful at that time and didn't want us to discipline him, so he had to go to the orphanage." The oldest man, Uncle Scorpion, simply blamed all the reasons on his dead nephew.
Death without proof!
Yang Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said: "I understand the character of my good brother. He values love and righteousness. He accepts a little favor from others and repays it with all his heart. However, I never mention you. There is definitely a reason."
"I...this..." Uncle Scorpion was speechless. He didn't know he was guilty. It was Yang Chen who was so domineering that the nearly seventy-year-old man did not dare to look directly at Yang Chen.
"Don't be distracted. Dongdong's death must be explained to us. His funeral and property should be handled by us relatives." Scorpion's aunt finally lost her temper and showed her weakness.
Yang Chenjun's face became a little more contemptuous. No wonder the good brothers often said that there is only brotherhood in this life, and they have no feelings for family ties and do not miss their homeland. Both of his parents died when he was four years old. With such a group of uncles, uncles and aunts, anyone would be disgusted with family ties.
or prejudice.
"My good brother has a lot of property, including luxury houses in Switzerland, Hawaii, New Zealand, and Australia, as well as two yachts and a Bombardier aircraft. These alone are worth at least 300 million U.S. dollars, and the deposits in Swiss banks are even greater." Yang Chen said slowly.
This sentence made the Xu family stunned and then elated.
"Then... then my cousin's inheritance... we all have a share, right?" Cousin Scorpion couldn't wait to ask Yang Chen, how could he still be a little bit sad?
It's just that young people have poor determination. Several elders of the Xu family also made no secret of their greed and looked directly at Yang Chen, which is really disgusting.
"The will made by my good brother before his death has already arranged how to dispose of the inheritance, so you don't need to worry about it." After Yang Chen said that, he turned around and left.
If this guy wants to leave, how can the Xu family stop him?
"We have the right to read the will..." Uncle Xiezi was hysterical. The other Xu family members wanted to chase Yang Chen, but were stopped by more than a dozen men in black. In desperation, they cursed, especially Xiezi's aunt, who glared at her, saying, "What's so hard to hear?"
What, an out-and-out arrogant shrew.
The onlookers pointed, talked, and were so excited that they even moved to small benches to eat melon seeds. The grand funeral was turned into a farce by the Xu family.
Yang Chen was angry, and the elders of Arctic Fox were angry, but these people were Scorpion's relatives after all, and they couldn't be beaten or scolded. They could only endure it.
Nearly a thousand people got on the bus one after another.
Yang Chen got into the particularly eye-catching Cavalier
Be messy.
Off-road vehicles were started one after another, and the men, women, and children watching the excitement thought that the matter was over and left without having finished. At this juncture, someone suddenly blocked the path that the convoy must pass. He held up a bottle of gasoline and sprayed it all over his body, and then threw away the empty bottle.
, took out a lighter, and said with a ferocious face: "If we don't give our Xu family an explanation today, our family will commit suicide and die here!"
It turned out that this was the "reinforcement" of the Xu family.
Immediately afterwards, men and women in their thirties and some half-grown men blocked the convoy aggressively. Some were carrying gasoline barrels, while others were carrying wooden sticks and shovels.
"If you want to leave without giving me an explanation, none of you will!" Scorpion's aunt spat fiercely, showing off her shrewish demeanor.
