Nowadays, it is very rare to sell one's body to bury one's father. Some idle people gathered around and pointed, while more people just glanced at it and walked over with indifferent expressions. No one wanted to meddle in other people's business.
At a glance, Ximen Lang, who was in the extended Hummer, saw this scene and ordered: "Stop the car."
When the luxury motorcade, like a long queue, drove over, it had already attracted the attention of onlookers, who all looked over with curious eyes and whispered.
"Sweet, who is this? They are all good cars, so awesome."
"You're so special. Didn't you see that golden extended Hummer? It's the only one in the world. Who else can it be besides the head of the Huamen..."
"Look, the convoy has stopped?"
"Get away quickly and don't get into trouble..."
After all, Huamen is the largest underground organization in country Z. Who is not afraid of those who are involved in the underworld | society? In country Z, the people are most afraid of two types of people, the police and the underworld. Those onlookers move back for fear of causing trouble.
The door of the Hummer opened, and Ximenlang and others got out of it. They saw the chief sect owner getting out of the car, and all the Huamen members in the other vehicles also came out. Thousands of people gathered in this direction, and the darkness was like a dark cloud, which frightened the onlookers.
Not even daring to express his anger, he took a few steps back.
Seeing the girl's helpless look, Ximen Lang couldn't help but think of the time when he was abandoned by his parents and passed out on the beach. If Aunt Mei and Lingling hadn't helped him, I'm afraid he would have died long ago, and how would he be where he is today?
.So, he must help this little girl.
Surrounded by everyone, Ximen Lang walked over. When the little girl saw so many people appearing in front of her, with overlapping black shadows, her eyes showed fear.
"Little sister, don't be afraid, we are not bad people..." Ximen Lang looked over with soft eyes and tried to keep his voice as low as possible for fear of scaring the child in front of him. "What's your name?"
The little girl's inner fear dissipated a little, and with tears still on her face she boldly answered, "Li Jia, dad calls me Jiajia..."
Ximen Lang said in a gentle tone: "Oh... little sister Jiajia, you seem to be in trouble. Can I help you bury your father?"
After listening to his words, the little girl named Li Jia put her hands on the ground and kowtowed three times. She choked with tears and said: "Thank you... Thank you brother, you are a good person..."
"There's no need for this. Get up quickly." Ximen Lang hurriedly bent down and helped the little girl up. "Come with me, let's bury your father."
"Okay, thank you brother."
Ximen Lang turned around and ordered, "Call the funeral home and ask them to send a car and pull the best coffin."
"Okay." Li Haihui, the captain of the Kuangyun Guard next to him, agreed and started to call the funeral home.
As soon as they heard that Huamen was using a car, the funeral home didn't dare to neglect it and immediately sent a truck over. In the truck was a fine red lacquered coffin, which was made of very thick and heavy material.
After the truck arrived, members of the Huamen lifted up the body of the man on the street and put it into a coffin. Ximen Lang took the little girl's cold hand and said, "Get in the car." He led the little girl into the extended Hummer that was like a moving palace.
car.
After sitting down on the leather seat, Li Jia exclaimed, "It's so soft..." She glanced curiously at the luxurious carriage, the hanging LCD TV, the dazzling array of foreign wines in the glass wine cabinet, and a few...
The graceful beauty made her feel like a dream, "This car is so beautiful!"
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "It's not bad." He leaned over and took out a bottle of iced black tea from the refrigerator, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Li Jia, "Drink it."
"Thank you, brother." Li Jia took the drink in his hand and took a big sip, smacking his lips, "It tastes really good!"
At this time, the truck carrying the corpse turned around and left, followed closely by Huamen's motorcade, heading towards the funeral parlor. After arriving at the destination, they saw the director and other staff waiting at the gate. The golden Hummer had just stopped, and a group of people
People hurried over to greet them. When they saw the legendary underworld overlord getting out of the car, the curator shook hands with him enthusiastically and said, "Welcome the leaders of Huamen to come and review the work..."
The staff next to him hurriedly introduced, "This is Director Tao of our funeral home."
Ximen Lang said: "I'm sorry to cause trouble to you all."
"It's okay, it should be..."
Obviously, the people in the funeral home were afraid that the reception would not be good enough and would be criticized by the other party, so all the staff came together to carry out the cremation and presented wreaths, yellow paper and other items. Huamen and others gathered at the door, and Li Jia looked at the staff with tears in his eyes.
His father's body was pushed into the incineration workshop and he cried loudly.
A wisp of green smoke came out of the tall chimney and floated into the sky. The deceased rushed to the paradise of the west. Ximen Lang bought the best urn in the museum to hold the ashes of Li Jia's father and bought it directly in the cemetery.
A high-end cemetery where the urn is buried.
A stonemason came over with a hammer and chisel to carve words on the tombstone and asked, "What is the name of the tomb owner?"
Li Jia tearfully replied: "Li Defu."
Ximenlang asked: "How long does it take to engrave characters?"
The mason replied: "About half a day..."
"Then I'll do it."
The mason was stunned and asked, "You can also carve characters?"
"Yes."
The mason handed over the tool in his hand, "Come here, let me see how fast it is. I, Lao Wang, have been carving words on tombstones for more than thirty years, and I have never met anyone who can do it faster than me."
Ximen Lang didn't take the tool, he stepped forward directly, stretched out his index finger and pointed at the hard granite tombstone, then moved quickly, stone chips fell one after another, and in an instant, several powerful and powerful characters were carved, "The Tomb of Li Defu."
Each word on the tombstone was half an inch deep. The stonemason was stunned when he saw it, "My dear, are those your fingers? They are more powerful than my chisels!"
Ximenlang took a few steps back, turned around and said, "Jiajia, kowtow to your father."
"Yes." Li Jia stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to his father three times.
After finishing all this work, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Ximen Lang looked at Li Jia and asked kindly: "Jia Jia, your father has been buried, what are your plans in the future?"
Li Jia said without hesitation: "Brother, I want to follow you."
Ximen Lang shook his head, "At your age, it's time to study. How can you follow me? Let's do this. I'll send you to the best school..."
"No, if I don't go to study, I will follow you." Li Jia said stubbornly.
Ximenlang asked in confusion: "Why are you following me?"
"I...you helped me, I want to fulfill my promise, I...I want to be your wife..."
Not only Ximen Lang, but everyone was stunned and looked at this little girl who could only be called Luo Li in surprise. They didn't expect that the other party would say such a thing.