Ouyang Lan said sadly: "Xiao De, I am also very sad about Xiao Hui's death, but the police have solved the case. This is definitely an accident..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ouyang De interrupted her rudely and said: "Stop talking nonsense, if you hadn't opened that restaurant, could Xiaohui have died? If you hadn't left Xiaohui at home, could Xiaohui have died? If it hadn't been for you, could Xiaohui have died?
Can Xiaohui die if she hides out alone at night?
In short, Xiaohui's death was caused by you, and you must bear this responsibility."
Ouyang Lan has become accustomed to the arrogance of her younger brothers and sisters. She said in a low voice: "The person is dead. What can I do if I am not responsible? Xiaohui cannot be resurrected."
"Xiaohui is dead, but we are still alive, you must compensate us!"
This is Ouyang De's true purpose.
After receiving the news of Ouyang Hui's death, he immediately inquired about what happened through his acquaintances.
They were surprised to find that Ouyang Lan's mother and son, who were previously poor, suddenly became rich and owned a large restaurant worth 80 million yuan. This made the brothers suddenly become greedy.
The three brothers discussed urgently and finally agreed that they should find a way to get the restaurant in their hands. Even if they couldn't get the restaurant, they would still have to get a large amount of compensation.
"Compensation, why should I compensate you?"
Ouyang Lan was also shocked by his brother's thoughts.
Ouyang De said: "Xiaohui is our sister. She is dead now. Shouldn't you compensate us?"
"But, I am still your sister, and Xiaohui is also my sister..."
"There's nothing wrong with it. You're alive and well, and you're not dead..."
"I……"
Ouyang Lan wanted to say something else, but Ouyang De interrupted her rudely again and said: "Stop shirking responsibility for yourself. The day after tomorrow is the day for ancestor worship in our family. You can bring Xiaohui's ashes back and give us glory then."
Bury her naked."
Ouyang Lan said: "You don't need to tell me that I will do it. I will go back to my hometown tomorrow and hold Xiaohui's funeral the day after tomorrow."
Ouyang De said: "Also, after the funeral, you have to compensate us for your restaurant."
"What? You actually want a restaurant."
Although Ouyang Lan knew his younger brothers and sisters, he was still shocked by their greed.
"What? Why are you reluctant? Is your restaurant more important than Xiaohui's life?"
"This is not a matter of reluctance. Xiaohui's death was originally an accident, and the restaurant is not in my name. It belongs to Xiaofan. I can't make the decision at all."
Although Ouyang Lan is kind and accustomed to being tolerant to her younger brothers and sisters, she cannot agree to such unreasonable requests.
Ouyang De said: "Sister, are you mentally ill?
That kid is not from our Ouyang family at all, he is just a bastard that you picked up. You can just ask him to come over to the restaurant. We are the only people closest to you."
Ouyang Lan refused without hesitation this time: "This is absolutely not acceptable. The restaurant belongs to Xiaofan and I have no right to ask for it."
Seeing that he couldn't get the restaurant, Ouyang De said again: "Since you said so, our brothers won't make it difficult for you. If the restaurant doesn't give it to you, you have to pay for it, right?"
We have already discussed it. We three brothers plus Ouyang Fei make a total of four people. You have to compensate each of us 2 million yuan, plus Xiaohui’s funeral expenses. If you pay 10 million yuan, this matter will be over."
"10 million?" Ouyang Lan exclaimed, "How can I have so much money?"
"You don't want to take this small amount of money, do you?"
On the other side of the phone, the second brother Ouyang Zhi called out: "Ouyang Lan, do you still have any conscience? Xiaohui is dead, so you are still reluctant to take such a small amount of money? Wouldn't you sell the restaurant if you don't have money?"
The third brother Ouyang Cheng shouted: "That's right, if you don't even come up with such a small amount of money, when you die in the future, how can you have the face to see your parents?"
"I..." Ouyang Lan wanted to defend herself, but finally endured it and said, "I can discuss the money matter with Xiaofan, but 10 million is indeed too much.
Besides, shouldn’t I be responsible for Xiaohui’s funeral? Why do I still need to pay 2 million?”
Ouyang De said: "What's wrong with you being responsible? Don't Xiaohui want to be buried in the cemetery of our Ouyang family? Doesn't the cemetery cost money? Don't our brothers go to the funeral? Shouldn't we give some money?"
"this……"
Ouyang Lan also felt that her younger brothers and sisters were a little too much, but since one Ouyang Hui had died, she didn't want to have too much trouble with the remaining relatives, so she endured it.
"I can't make the decision on this matter. Let me discuss it with Xiaofan..."
Ouyang Fei said: "Is there anything to discuss?
That bastard was raised by you. He has been eating and drinking from our Ouyang family since he was a child. Do you dare to object to asking him to pay some money? You just say so."
Ouyang Lan hung up the phone with a lonely look. She was a little upset because of the loud mouths of her siblings, and walked back while thinking about how to talk to Ye Bufan.
At this moment, a waiter hurriedly walked over from the opposite side, holding a tray with a glass of red wine on it.
Seeing someone on the opposite side, she immediately stopped, but the waiter walked too fast and bumped into her.
The waiter was a tall and strong young man, and Ouyang Lan was just a woman. Although she was prepared, she was still knocked to the ground.
The waiter's hand slipped, and the cup on the tray fell to the ground and shattered.
After knocking Ouyang Lan down, the waiter didn't apologize at all. Instead, he shouted arrogantly: "What's wrong with you? Are you breathing because you have eyes? Didn't you see anyone in front of you?"
Although Ouyang Lan fell down, he was not injured. He stood up from the ground and said, "Young man, I have stopped. It was obviously you who hit me!"
"What are you doing? Are you going to deny it after hitting someone? It's obvious that you don't have eyes when you walk!"
Ouyang Lan thought that the waiter's salary was low, and she did this just because she was afraid of blackmailing him, so she said: "Young man, although I fell down, I didn't suffer any injuries. Let's forget about it!"
After saying that, she continued to walk to the private room, but the waiter suddenly stopped in front of her: "You said forget it? It was obviously you who hit me, what does it have to do with me whether you were hurt or not? This matter
It can’t be finished!”
Ouyang Lan said in surprise: "You're not injured, what else do you want?"
The waiter pointed to the broken glass on the ground and said with a sneer: "I was not injured, but you broke our hotel glass."
Ouyang Lan was born in poverty and was used to being kind. She felt that it was nothing to pay the waiter for a cup, so she said, "Isn't it just a cup? I'll just accompany you!"
As she spoke, she took out 10 yuan from her pocket and handed it over.
The waiter didn't reach out to take it at all, but said with a sneer: "10 yuan, where are you sending away to the beggar?"
Ouyang Lan's expression was stagnant, but he didn't say anything. He took out another hundred-dollar bill from his pocket with a calm attitude, "Is this okay?"
The waiter still didn't reach out to take the money, and sneered: "It's not enough, it's far from enough!"
Ouyang Lan said in shock: "Not yet, isn't this just a glass cup? How much do you want?"
She didn't understand, this was just an ordinary glass, and it only cost 5 yuan at most on the market. Why was it not enough to lose 100 yuan?
