"What do we Chinese people pay attention to? We need to be loyal and filial to our parents when we go out to work. It's boss Liu's funeral now. The daughter is sitting next to her and there's not even a family member to answer the gift. What does this mean? It's like this
Can’t do it?”
The man stood in the mourning hall and talked. The relatives surrounding Shasha looked at each other with different expressions. One of Shasha's cousins was about to rush out to speak, but was pulled by his wife who was standing behind him.
The woman said something in his ear, and an angry look appeared on his face, but in the end he was a little afraid and did not dare to come out again.
In the final analysis, these relatives have no underworld background after all. Even though they could be arrogant and domineering on certain occasions because of Liu Zheng, now Liu Zheng is dead and they are facing the real underworld eldest brother.
The gang was so powerful that it was even more powerful than the Shazhu Gang when Liu was still alive. At this time, the Shazhu Gang's people had begun to lose heart. Once they offended each other, where would they go to find help?
At this time, Xiao Meng and the other eldest brothers had not yet come out. A person in charge of the funeral came over and seemed to want these people to restrain themselves. However, they were stopped by the people behind him calmly. The man in the lead pointed at him.
, then pointed to the surrounding Shazhu Gang members: "What? Am I wrong? Why are you all looking at me like this? Oh, who is that..." His fingers finally landed on Uncle Shasha, "I
I just saw you seem very unhappy and wanted to rush out. It's okay. Just say what you have to say. We are all your people here. Don't be afraid... You have nothing to say? That's because I was right. What did you say on TV?
Come on? Everyone is out to fool around. If you do something wrong, you must admit it. If you are beaten, you must stand at attention..."
"Please get out!" Following this shout, the one who stood up suddenly was Lingjing beside Shasha. Her face was cold at this time. She pointed one finger at the door of the mourning hall, where the seventeen-year-old girl was. At this time,
The angry eyes were actually filled with a calm but powerful aura. The man probably didn't expect that the person challenging him at this time would be a beautiful girl. He opened his mouth and looked up and down: "I didn't
I heard that Liu Zheng has an illegitimate daughter."
"Please get out!" Without much explanation, Lingjing repeated this sentence word for word. Her attitude was firm and unafraid, but the other party had also experienced countless big scenes, and this time she dared to bring only five people with her.
Coming to the Shazhu Gang's funeral to demonstrate was enough to prove his courage. He smiled and took a few steps closer: "I'm here to pay homage to Boss Liu, and you're driving me away? Why... By the way. I forgot to introduce you.
Xinning is helping Xue Cheng, beauty, you are..."
While smiling, he stretched out his hand and grasped Lingjing's slender index finger pointing at the door. However, his hand was only halfway extended when his other hand had already been stretched out from the side and was holding it with him.
Ming turned around and handed the porridge bowl in his hand to Lingjing. He nodded and said, "I'll do it." Lingjing took the bowl and returned to sit next to Shasha without saying a word.
"Hi, Boss Xue, hello, hello..." Jia Ming smiled and said sincerely, "No matter what, this is the mourning hall, can you give the deceased some face?"
"Of course I give face to the deceased. But who are you... There is no one left in the Shazhu Gang? How come the only ones who can stand out are children..." As he said this, he tried to pull his hand back. After a moment
, his face gradually turned bad, because the opponent's hand didn't feel like it had much strength. But no matter what, he couldn't pull his hand out.
"It doesn't matter who I am. Just since I'm giving you face, don't let blood be seen in the mourning hall, okay?" Jia Ming had a gentle attitude and gestured around, "You see, everyone is restraining their emotions. If something happens,
If something bad happens, it won’t be good for anyone, don’t you think?”
While speaking, Xue Cheng finally withdrew his hand, as if the moment of confinement was just an illusion, and looked at Jiaming with some doubts for a moment, then Xue Cheng smiled: "Boy, what's your name?
Where are you from? I admire you very much. How about following me in the future?"
"My name is Gu Jiaming. I'm Shasha's boyfriend. I'm not here to fool around. I take it with my heart."
"Gu Jiaming... I remember you." He smiled and patted Jiaming twice on the face. Xue Cheng waved and went to the side hall, "Come on, let's go over there to play while we wait for dinner."
As long as those who come to pay homage have some connections, most of them will stay for a meal. Xue Cheng's visit this time is not just for demonstration.
All their efforts were in vain, but now that the Shazhu Gang is about to disband, it is naturally a good time for them to take advantage of it. Xue Cheng has been looking for connections in Jianghai for more than half a year, and he knows a lot of people. At this time
As soon as he entered the side hall, he heard many underworld bosses saying hello to him: "Ah Cheng", "Cheng Zi", "Brother Cheng" were coming in an endless stream. These people were just acquaintances before and didn't express much, but in front of him
Under the situation, they obviously wanted to have a better relationship with the Xinning Gang. While greeting everyone proudly, while talking to others, Xue Cheng occasionally looked over through the glass door, shook his head and said
: "I don't know any etiquette..." and other harsh words. When I saw Jiaming occasionally, he also looked at his hands with some doubts, and then shook his head. He didn't understand why he couldn't take out his hands just now.
hallucination.
After Liu Zheng's death, things like this will definitely continue. Jia Ming accompanied Lingjing to feed Shasha some porridge. The relatives next to him didn't dare to come forward just now. They were a little embarrassed at the moment, but after a while, they looked arrogant and disgusted.
Then he returned to his former self. Shasha looked dull, and occasionally she would burst into tears and couldn't even wipe them away.
After drinking the porridge, Shasha continued to kneel there. Jia Ming asked Lingjing to go to the back and sleep for a while. He accompanied Shasha to receive the worshipers who came one after another. At about four o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the back room.
I picked up some things and met a cousin from Shashadi when I came out. This man was probably the best among the relatives who arrived first. It was said that his family had a company worth millions, and it was a relatively successful one.
Jia, who looked broad and fat, probably because he often commanded people, had a very arrogant and condescending air. He waved towards Jiaming: "Hey, Jiaming, come here.
"
Leading Jiaming to the room on the side, the cousin waved for him to sit down. His words were quite direct: "Actually... I mainly want to talk to you about Shasha."
"I know you and Shasha are good friends. We have known each other since childhood. We have always been classmates and have a good relationship. But there are some things that I hope you can understand. It is wrong for children to fall in love. We will not allow such things.
It happened because... on the one hand, it has a bad influence, and on the other hand, your task now is to study, not to do anything romantic, you know?"
Jiaming spread his hands: "But..."
"Nothing but." My cousin waved his hand grandly, deciding everything, "To put it simply, we will not allow such a thing. Of course, girls' families will also marry and fall in love, but now
At this stage, her focus must be on studying. It won't be too late to talk about this after she finishes college. Shasha's father is dead. We relatives have the obligation to take care of her. No matter which family Shasha ends up with in the future, we can't let her go.
I don’t care about puppy love.”
"But Shasha will be eighteen years old in October, she..."
"So what if she turns eighteen, can she be independent? She doesn't need a family anymore? We have so many relatives, we will definitely not leave her alone as an orphan who is still in high school. In any case, she must be taken care of by us.
Take care of me, Xiao Gu. Don’t think that we have any objections to you, but this matter is a joint decision made by everyone, and we must be responsible for Shasha’s future..."
He talked noisily for more than ten minutes, and his words were as general as this. Jia Ming listened and nodded politely, indicating that he understood. The two returned to the mourning hall, and the seven or eight-year-old girl among the relatives was holding a
The water cup tried to feed Shasha some water, but Shasha ignored her at all. When Jia Ming came over with the water cup, she just drank a little bit. When no one came, she leaned on Ji Ming's shoulder and cried silently.
The cousin's face turned livid just now without changing his affectionate attitude. After talking so much to this boy, he kept nodding his head and saying "I understand" on the surface. At this time, I also knew that all his words had fallen on deaf ears.
After five o'clock, the daylight went to the west, and the inside and outside of the mansion were already busy. Round tables for dinner were set up in the rooms and in the courtyard. The hundreds of people who came to the funeral today were seated one after another. Due to the large number of people, several people were seated.
Ten tables were divided into several areas. After kneeling for a day, Shasha, who was exhausted physically and mentally, was helped in by Lingjing to eat something and rest. When Jia Ming, Ye Han, and Duan Jingxian entered, Lingjing was about to undress Shasha and go to bed for a while.
Son, surrounded by a few very familiar people, Shasha shook her head, her voice choked and hoarse: "No, there are still people coming tonight..." "Get some sleep tonight, you didn't sleep last night, let Lingjing
Stay with you and leave the outside matters to me." Yesterday was the first night of vigil. Shasha almost choked and cried in the mourning hall all night, and even her voice became a little hoarse. Jiaming made a decision, Lingjing and Ye
The couple also nodded in agreement. Shasha seemed to shake her head subconsciously, but she finally had less objections. After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't help crying again.
Wearing thin clothes in this weather, she opened her rustling trouser legs and her knees started to get red and swollen after kneeling for two days. Mother Ye applied medicine for her. It happened that Ye Han had some things to do and had to go back to the martial arts gym, so she asked him to bring a few pairs of knee pads.
Tomorrow. After chatting with Shasha for a while, Jiaming went out and went to the banquet that had been going on for more than an hour. After a while, Lingjing also chased him out. The two of them were not too concerned about such a thing.
With so much experience, Jiaming could kill everyone he wanted to kill, but it couldn't help Shasha's mood at all. It might even make her mood worse. However, it was Ye's mother's comfort and consideration that played a big role.
Maybe bigger.
In the depressed mood, the headache started to attack again. At this time, the banquet was at its climax, and there was a lot of noise in front of the round tables. Xiao Meng, who was in charge of the arrangements, and other Shazhu Gang leaders were also toasting everywhere. Jiaming and Lingjing found a table to prepare.
Eat something, Lingjing has no appetite, Jia Ming can force himself to replenish energy. After eating for a while, Shasha's cousin came over with a red face, smelling of alcohol: "Xiao Gu, this afternoon
What I'm telling you is not just a fun "Well, I know." After stuffing various dishes into his stomach, Jiaming nodded and answered casually. At this time, a table not far away appeared again.
There was a fuss.
"This can't be done. The master should at least show his face. It's too disrespectful..."
"I know she's an underage girl, so it's okay to come out and say a few words. I'm not forcing her to toast... Of course, it's okay if she likes to drink more."
The person at this table was headed by Xue Cheng from the Xinning Gang. Next to him, there were several former underworld bosses from Jianghai City, who were more or less catering, and there was even one from the Shazhu Gang.
The meaning of the words of the current hall master is probably to ask Shasha to at least show his face. Without a master, what can a group of people do here? In a sense, this is almost a naked provocation.
Test the current strength of the Shazhu Gang, test the reactions of others, and at the same time establish prestige for your own side. Every time a big gang declines, there will be more or less provocateurs like this. At this time, people's momentum is strong. If you behave too much
If you are fierce, you may cause conflicts. If you are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, you will definitely be looked down upon.
As soon as the shouting came out, many members of the Shazhu Gang stood up: "What do you mean?" Xiao Meng and others came over with gloomy faces, and next to Lingjing, Jia Ming put down
Taking the chopsticks, he stood up helplessly and walked over there. Immediately, Lingjing also stood up and followed not far behind him. Cousin Shasha was a little angry and called "Hey" several times, but Jia Ming didn't
Looking back, he sat on the chair and cursed "No big or small", but he did not catch up after all.
Taking out a tissue to wipe his mouth, with a faint smile, Jia Ming walked to the front of the round table: "Hey, do you want someone to drink with you?"
"Wow, it's you again." Xue Cheng looked at Jiaming and nodded, "You're not the host, and I didn't say you have to drink. It's just that there are so many uncles and other elders here, so it doesn't matter if you show up, right?
...Ah, by the way, you are her little boyfriend. Since you are here, it’s okay, it’s okay, it doesn’t matter if you have a couple of drinks. Who, please open the wine..." Turning his head, the smiling lips
Jiao spat out a few words: "The *** don't know whether to live or die!" Although the voice was low, the group of people next to him could barely hear it, and it was obviously aimed at Jiaming.
Among the few people, the leader of the Shazhu Gang, although he had the idea of getting close to the Xinning Gang, he knew Jia Ming after all. He smiled and said: "Jia Ming, why are you here to join in the fun? You don't drink much.
, If you don’t get drunk immediately after drinking this liquor, you have to go to school tomorrow, go back, go back..."
"It's okay, I'll take leave tomorrow." Jia Ming smiled and watched as the man next to Xue Cheng took out a bottle of 52-degree Quanxing Daqu from under the table. Just as he was about to open the bottle cap, he reached out and took it directly.
, "Why are you still opening it? Just drink from it."
Xue Cheng laughed loudly: "Awesome, if you have the guts, let's talk to each other..." Several bosses around him started to boo for a while: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age." "This wine is fifty-two degrees."
"Is that okay..." "By the way, who can help this little brother open the bottle cap first..."
Seeing Jiaming holding the wine bottle in his hand without moving, a boss next to him stretched out his hand to open the bottle for him, but he saw Jiaming shook his head: "No need..." He gently threw the bottle up and spun it in the air.
Circle, just catch the thin neck in front of the wine bottle.
The lower end of this Quanxing Daqu wine bottle is square, and the glass on the bottle couldn't be thicker. Holding it in your hand is like holding a big hammer. For a moment, the air around you seems to be stagnant, and the smile is still in the most brilliant form.
Blooming on everyone's face, there was a bang, and the wine bottle exploded on top of Xue Cheng's head. His entire upper body was smashed directly on the table, and the wine liquid and glass fragments scattered in the air.
At the same time, blood began to flow in the vegetable soup all over the table.