After spending a lot of effort, Han Jiulin finally convinced Ding Zhongshan not to blame himself too much.
It's just that Ding Zhongshan's mood is still relatively dull.
He silently ate the cooked meat he had brought and distributed it equally to the graves of He Zhuo and the other three. He also gave the half bottle of inferior wine to the graves of the three of them, and sprinkled it all over the graves of the three of them.
After doing all this, he bowed and worshiped each of the three people's graves.
Han Jiulin watched all this silently from the side, with mixed feelings in his heart.
After the death of the He family, it can be said that very few people are willing to come to worship them.
During his lifetime, the He family was committed to charity and treated others with respect and courtesy. It stands to reason that they made many friends.
However, the collapse of the He family was behind the four major families and half of the rich and powerful families in Linyi City. Anyone who came to worship the He family would mean going against those people.
How many people dare to speak out and stay close to the He family that has turned to dust despite being at odds with the four major families?
When the wall falls and everyone pushes it down, it is not the imagination of idlers.
Looking at the way Ding Zhongshan is dressed now, it is obvious that he is not rich. He can still bring wine and meat to worship He Xinhong and the others. From a moral point of view, he has already exhausted all benevolence and righteousness.
For this, Han Jiulin should be grateful.
If more people come to pay homage at the cemetery, He Xinhong and the others will not have to leave in such a miserable state.
"What are you doing now?" Han Jiulin took out a cigarette, handed one to Ding Zhongshan, and helped him light it.
Ding Zhongshan was a little frightened and quickly stretched out his hands to protect the fire as a sign of respect.
After taking a puff of the cigarette, Ding Zhongshan's eyes flashed with pain, but he quickly covered up the pain and said with a smile: "It's nothing. I came here last year and opened a restaurant with my wife, and the business was okay.
I can get by."
"Really?" Han Jiulin smiled, picked up half a bottle of high-strength wine in his hand, and said, "We happen to have wine but no food. Why don't we go to your restaurant and have a few drinks together?"
A trace of hesitation and entanglement flashed in Ding Zhongshan's eyes: "This..."
Han Jiulin raised his eyebrows, sensing something was wrong, and asked: "What, is it inconvenient?"
Ding Zhongshan hurriedly smiled and said: "Convenient, of course it is convenient, but my restaurant is too small, I'm afraid it will condescend the young master."
"You are thinking too much." Han Jiulin patted Ding Zhongshan on the shoulder, and the two of them walked down the mountain side by side.
Ding Zhongshan's parents died young and he was helpless. Later, he was appreciated by He Xinhong and worked as a full-time driver for He Xinhong. Both social status and personal wealth were accumulated to a certain extent.
It's a pity that the He family collapsed overnight, and everything he once had attached to the He family disappeared.
When Han Jiulin left Linyi City seven years ago, Ding Zhongshan was still a young man in his twenties and unmarried.
After not seeing each other for many years, he is now married and has opened a shop of his own. Han Jiulin is happy for him.
It is a good thing to have a family and a career.
Walking down Yanshan Mountain, Ding Zhongshan pointed to his bicycle parked at the foot of the mountain, and said with some embarrassment: "Young master, I came here on a bicycle. I can use the back seat, but I don't know if you mind?"
"Don't you drive if you drink?" Han Jiulin smiled.
When they met, Han Jiulin smelled a faint smell of alcohol on Ding Zhongshan. He thought it was because he was drunk that he didn't drive over?
Ding Zhongshan scratched his head, smiled, and said nothing.
Han Jiulin asked: "Is your restaurant far from here?"
Ding Zhongshan waved his hand and said: "It's not too far, only about ten miles."
Han Jiulin smiled and nodded: "Well, I used to ride in Brother Ding's car with my adoptive father, and today I will ride on Brother Ding's bicycle again."
Ding Zhongshan couldn't help laughing when he recalled the past years ago, got on his bicycle, and drove Han Jiulin away slowly.
The bicycle is the oldest model with 28-bar beams. Han Jiulin sat sideways on the iron frame at the back, his legs had to be slightly raised to prevent him from touching the ground.
"Young Master, I see that you are tall and have a big frame now, but I didn't expect that you are not heavy at all."
After carrying Han Jiulin for a short distance, Ding Zhongshan became a little surprised. He thought that carrying Han Jiulin would be very heavy, but he did not expect that it would be no different from carrying a child.
"It's you who have the strength." Han Jiulin praised him with a calm smile.
In fact, he used the exercises to lose a lot of weight.
Because he was afraid of tiring Ding Zhongshan.
In the Hummer, Ye Zhaoling, who was playing with his cell phone with his head down, stared dumbly at Han Jiulin who was leaving in the back seat of the bicycle, and was a little confused for a moment.
Seeing Han Jiulin waving to her from afar, Ye Zhaoling pursed her lips and chuckled, started the car, and followed the bicycle at a speed like a tortoise.
Sanwei Restaurant.
It was Ding Zhongshan and his wife who opened a small restaurant on the edge of this national highway leading to other places after the He family collapsed last year.
There are also a few sporadic auto repair or hotel shops around the restaurant.
It wasn't just that at night, the business was still average. When Ding Zhongshan drove Han Jiulin here, the restaurant seemed deserted.
At this time, a beautiful woman in her early thirties was leaning against the door, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand and eating them non-stop.
On the ground in front of the door, she chewed a bunch of melon seed peels.
When the beautiful woman saw Ding Zhongshan coming back on his bicycle, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.
However, when she saw Han Jiulin on the back of the bicycle again, the beautiful woman's eyes suddenly lit up.
Almost immediately, I was attracted by the aura that Han Jiulin exuded even when he was sitting on the back of a bicycle.
And even in the dark, the face is still fatally attractive, impressing and attracting instantly!
Han Jiulin glanced at the beautiful woman with awareness and nodded slightly.
"Young Master, she is my wife, Huang Li." Ding Zhongshan immediately pointed at the beautiful woman and introduced her to Han Jiulin.
"Young Master?" The beautiful woman named Huang Li was stunned for a moment, and her eyes immediately changed when she looked at Han Jiulin.
If there was a kind of naked desire in her eyes when she looked at Han Jiulin before, but now when she heard Ding Zhongshan call him young master, it immediately turned into disdain!
No matter how handsome a man is, without wealth and ability, he is just a waste!
Ding Zhongshan's appearance is not considered handsome. The reason why Huang Li married Ding Zhongshan a few years ago was just because of Ding Zhongshan's identity as He Xinhong's driver!
After all, being the driver of the richest man in the city is more than just a driver.
In fact, as Huang Li wished, in the first few years, she followed Ding Zhongshan and indeed enjoyed prosperity and wealth, and lived a good life for several years.
However, after the collapse of the He family, Ding Zhongshan became worthless and nothing.
No matter how much he wanted to be a driver, no one wanted him, so he could only rely on his skills to set up a small restaurant here with a mediocre business.
And Huang Li, who was guarding this small restaurant here, was already very impatient!
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