In the small building, which was already desolate, they were gathered in the living room, where an urn was placed, and his father's zhào piàn. The zhào piàn is black and white, and on it is a very fierce-looking, resolute-looking man, wearing the zhì fú, the head of the firepower team of the Skynet Security Company, and in front of him is his favorite Vulcan cannon.

is such a man, supporting the whole family, this poor family has never been rich, but since this man entered the Skynet company, the family's living environment has changed.

But they never have too much wealth, no matter how much money they make, the money is given to the hospital, this sentence is obvious, since he entered the Skynet company, the monthly salary has reached 300,000, which is a crazy number, a number that can make people work hard, not to mention that their jobs are usually very safe, and there are additional subsidies for working in the field.

But today, when tragedy struck, their families were worried, worried about it.

"What do you say about you, it doesn't matter how much money you make, your life is the most important thing, now that you are dead, what will we do with our mother? The money you left behind? The woman was lying on the table with tears in the corners of her eyes, and the tears that had already cried were dry, in front of this photo, a young man about two meters old in linen and filial piety, kneeling respectfully, but looking at the photo of her father, there was no sadness in her eyes, only admiration.

"My father was a hero, he fought the enemy until the last second before dying, he protected his comrades, I think my father was content before he died. He said firmly.

The woman turned her head and looked at her son viciously.

"What's wrong with the hero, the dead hero is not a hero, it's all a bear, he's dead now, what should we do? Who will cure your grandfather's illness?" The woman's voice was very poignant, but it was the truth.

The old man's illness has been some years, and he is not seriously ill, but when he is old, from emphysema to heart disease, it is not very good anywhere, and now the money spent on his body over the years is no longer a few millions.

The filial tank spent all his earned money in this area.

Don't underestimate the power of medical institutions, they are bone-eating demons, no matter how much money you made when you were young, you only found out when you went bankrupt to treat the disease, what you earned was prepared for them, and if you didn't have money, death would come knocking on the door.

Now that the support of the family is dead, there must be a pension, but how long will it last? a year, two or ten years, not to mention orphans and widows?

The woman is now full of despair, and his son, who is gritting his teeth, said: "My father died while performing a mission in Skynet, and they have to give an explanation, if they can agree to my place in my father's place and continue to work in Skynet, I can support the family." ”

The woman turned her head and slapped the man in the face.

"You little brute, your father has just died, are you going to rush to reincarnate with you? What if I die!" she cried even harder, and a new wave of tears had poured out, and they were not even so clear.

The stubborn young man doesn't care about these things, he just knows that now that his father is dead, it's time for him to take his place.

Just when the mother and son were in a stalemate, a voice outside sounded.

It wasn't a knock, it was a slamming door, and it was very crisp, followed by the sound of crying.

"My brother, my dearest brother, why are you dead!" the voice was so miserable that one could not help but suspect that this woman and Tank were the closest people.

But the women and young men inside turned dark.

"Didn't my aunt cut off contact with us years ago?"

But the woman had long known what her son's aunt was doing, and he must have come with uneasy intentions.

"Xiao Meng, don't believe what your aunt said when she comes, she must be here for your father's pension!"

The son of the tank, that is, this young man Yan Meng turned his head to look at the gate, and waited for it.

"How could I not know, when we split up, the ancestral house and ancestral field were taken away by her, just let us take away grandpa, and now what kind of good fart can I hold?" Yan Meng is usually very honest and filial, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand anything, he is the king of soldiers in the army, and the super firepower of the special forces back then.

Unlike his father, he is very comprehensive, from small firepower in close combat, to long-range guns, including modern equipment, he is the king of writing.

If it weren't for the red-eyed killing during the border anti-drug mission, he wiped out all the drug dealers and killed them all, so he went to a military court, and although he was not sentenced in the end, he was sent back to his hometown, which was still a favor, so he successfully retired, and now works as a small jǐng chá in the rural police station in the county.

This was again arranged by the leadership of the troops. Of course, the place was chosen by himself, just to be closer to his own home, to be closer to his mother.

Now, the family is in tatters, but this tossing whole family is here.

I saw that the door outside was constantly being pushed, and the big iron gate was very strong, but it couldn't bear the tools used by someone.

He saw a man come in with a rope through the crack in the doorway, and then slowly pull the deadbolt, only moving a small distance at a time, but he could not withstand the work of the water mill, and soon the bolt was pulled open.

At the door is a very exaggerated woman, I don't know where I got the filial piety clothes, her face is covered with thick powder, it looks like a little more white face, plus the color of red, it looks like a paper man who is going to burn it.

Most of the time in the middle of the night put together, it must be indistinguishable.

The woman rushed in and fell to her knees without saying a word.

"My brother, why did you die, didn't we say that we would invest and start a business together when you come back? Why did you do such a dangerous thing, although my sister is poor, but selling the ancestral house and land is enough for you to do business!"

This loud voice can be heard by all the neighbors outside.

Liu Meng and his mother Chen Fanglian, who were supposed to greet them, changed their faces, looking at this woman's expression, they were very embarrassed.

Now that their father and husband are dead, others come to mourn in front of the mourning hall, so they can't be driven away, right?js3v3