The sky began to brighten, and a touch of rose-like yarn slowly stretched out on the clean blue sky, like a beautiful picture, and there was a trace of sadness under this brightness

The cool morning breeze still carries a refreshing coolness, and the blue dawn quietly fills every crowded street in the northern suburbs, as if looking for something that was forgotten here yesterday

Zhang Tianqiong's death is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves, although for the common people, life has not changed, should go to work, should go to school, but the discerning people can see that even the street with big caps patrol police, especially in the northern suburbs near the villa within a radius of ten miles

Countless luxury cars, like a torrent of steel, all black and translucent, is a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands here, it is difficult to distinguish, the entire road leading to the northern suburbs is impassable, neatly open double flash, people can only get off the car and walk, the crowd from the car is holding a black umbrella, the solemn black uniform adds a heavy sense of depression to the entire northern suburbs, but no one shouts, everything is natural, it is so natural

Whether it is the political circles, businessmen, or military officers and bigwigs in the tea city, they all put on simple black suits, wearing white flowers on their chests, and the entourage of people respectfully followed behind them with black umbrellas, and stepped into the lawn of the villa in the northern suburbs wave after wave, or that lawn, but today there is no such lively atmosphere as in the past, and some are just a low mournful music

There were as many as 3,000 people who came to mourn, I was wearing a black uniform, with a white filial piety belt around my waist, Qin Xue and others were mostly dressed like me, and the members of the Heyao Society were wearing a white cloth on their arms, standing in every corner of the lawn, staring closely at the mourning hall in the center of the lawn, they knew that in the mourning hall, it was their president, they did not have the arrogance of the past, only bowed their heads and sighed, and some of the older ones secretly wiped their tears

On this crowded lawn, the sound of sobbing from time to time is like a lit firecracker, which spreads, at first it was still a few other people's crying, and gradually more and more, and the choked crying sound converged into a sound wave, one after another, making people cry in their hearts

The photo of Zhang Tianqiong in the black and white photo frame stands there, the burning candle is swaying under the morning breeze, but it just refuses to extinguish, the delicate yellow and white flowers are clustered around the photo frame, the old man in the photo is full of spirits, his eyebrows are high, and he is not a little sick and sick, the old man in my impression should be like this, when he thinks of this, he is even more sad, Qin Xue has cried and fainted several times, but as the main family, he still has to maintain the ritual, and he can only hold on to the inner wail

The third lady cried the most sadly, if I didn't know that she secretly dropped a bottle of eye drops in the back, I would have been moved by the deep friendship between her and Mr. Zhang, in contrast, the second lady seemed a little strong, did not cry, but tears swirled in the eyes, looking at the portrait of Mr. Zhang affectionately, I think this is not a kind of pretend, but the most real expression of emotion, no matter what, since the second lady returned to China, although she has been grinning, but I know that she is a docile and friendly look to everyone, only when there is only one person will secretly cry

Zhang Luan, as the eldest son of Mr. Zhang, knelt on his knees in the mourning hall, no matter who came up to mourn, he had to give the guests a gift in return, and I watched all this silently, not fighting or grabbing, Zhang Ren did not understand the world, and seemed to be very curious about the funeral culture of the East, and asked the second lady a few words from time to time, and the second lady glared at him fiercely, and he didn't dare to speak anymore

Some people say that a person dies three times in his life, the first time is when he dies, biologically he dies, the second time is when he is buried, people come to his funeral, remember his life, and then in society he dies, there is no longer his place, the deceased does not leave suddenly, crying at the funeral is just the beginning, people will think of him again in a certain scene in later life, and then this memory will become less and less, and even disappear in the end, that is the third time, when the last person who remembers him forgets him, then he is really dead

So I know that the kind old man will never die, because no one will forget him......

However, the funeral did not go well, because there was a discordant guest at the funeral, and even Zhang Luan's face changed when he saw the guests

The guest was dressed in a black suit, wearing white flowers on his chest, his head was almost gray, he looked to be in his sixties, and he was holding a nanmu crutch in his hand

"Old thing, you're finally dead!"

Originally, the funeral was extremely solemn, no one spoke, it was very quiet, the old man's voice was very loud, and the entire lawn could be heard, like an earth-shattering thunder, all the members of the Heyao Society looked at the old man in the mourning hall with unkind faces, eager to try

Laughter at the funeral is a taboo, and at Zhang Tianqiong's funeral, some juniors who don't know each other are stunned to see the old men in front of the statue, asking who this person is

Lin Zixiong is very hard today, the above ordered that the security near the Zhang family's villa in the northern suburbs must be well managed, and there must be no chaos, even if Lin Zixiong and the Zhang family have not dealt with each other, but they also know what a big day it is, at this time to make trouble, it is just thrown into the Canglan River to feed the fish, a little heavier, I am afraid that the whole family will be retaliated by the Heyao Society, those scum of society, although Lin Zixiong has always looked down on it, but the thought of revenge at any cost is also a swollen head

Lin Zixiong, who was directing his subordinates to inspect the passing vehicles, received a report from his subordinates, his face changed drastically, and he didn't even care about the work above, so he rushed to the northern suburbs villa in a hurry, because he heard that there were people making trouble in the northern suburbs villa, and it was none other than his own old man who made trouble......

Seeing that their bosses had run away, those subordinates didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly rushed to the northern suburbs villa, although the number of criminal police teams was small, but all of them were elites, and they also knew that something big must have happened to the northern suburbs villa

Zhang Luan didn't give the old man a gift in return, but just looked coldly at the old man on crutches opposite

"My biggest wish in my life is to send you to prison, but unfortunately, after all, you are too cunning, and now you have to die of illness, this is retribution, this is God's eyes!"

"Lin Xun, today is the funeral of my old man, is it too much for you to say this?" Zhang Luan got up from the ground, dusted off the gray on his knees, and said in a deep voice, listening to his cold voice, all the members of the Heyao Society were blood-red in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to rush forward immediately and cut this old man full of nonsense into several pieces......

"You are an elder, I am a junior, just now I repeatedly tolerated it, if you are here to attend the old man's funeral today, I naturally welcome it, but if you dare to speak disrespectfully, you will be the enemy of my Zhang family!"

"What if you are the enemy of the Zhang family? When Zhang Tianqiong was alive, he couldn't do anything to me, you were just a kid whose hair hadn't grown yet, thinking that he could really cover the sky with one hand if he relied on a little recklessness in the tea city, he Zhang Tianqiong couldn't do it, and you, even more ......" Old man Lin looked at the members of the Heyao Society who were approaching, his tone was not soft at all, he raised his head and chest, I looked at this old man worthy of being Lin Zixiong's father, and the tone of his voice was exactly the same......

Zhang Luan's face was gloomy, I could see that he really had a murderous intention, but now on this occasion, although this old man Lin was disrespectful, but killing a high-ranking government official in front of everyone's eyes is a disaster, and I thought of the secret that Zhang Tianqiong told me before he died, the two people in front of me are father and son, this kind of fratricidal situation, I don't want to witness it with my own eyes, so I can only remind Zhang Luan on the side

"Big brother, endure the calm ...... for a while"

"Bear it, everyone has bullied it, do you want me to bear it? I can bear it, can you ask our brothers in the Heyao Society if they can bear it?" Zhang Luan shouted loudly, his tone tough

"I can't bear it!" shouted in unison from all the members of the uniform of the Hop Yao Society, the shout shook the earth, and anyone who heard it would feel a little trembling from the bottom of their hearts, but I saw that the old man was calm and calm, and he did not have the slightest sense of being surrounded

"Invite Old Man Lin out for me!" Zhang Luan shouted coldly, he deliberately accentuated his tone in the invitation, and his strong self-confidence was difficult to question

"Who dare!" Lin Zixiong stood at the door of the villa in the northern suburbs and walked inside step by step with a pistol, sweat penetrating his entire chest, it seemed that he must have trotted all the way over as soon as he received the news just now

"Captain Lin is not on duty outside, what are you doing inside?" Zhang Luan's face remained unchanged, not afraid of the pistol in Lin Zixiong's hand

"Zhang Luan, you are so bold, you dare to threaten government officials!" Lin Zixiong pulled Old Man Lin directly behind him, and a small group of people rushed in with pistols to protect Old Man Lin in the middle, and cautiously looked at the members of the Heyao Society who were approaching around him

"Which eye did you see me threatening government officials?" Zhang Luan spread his hands and smiled, and his eyes suddenly changed after laughing, "Now there are so many pairs of eyes in this northern suburb villa, who is making trouble unreasonably, everyone has their own conclusions in their hearts, just right, you came just in time, hurry up and take your old man who is full of nonsense home and tie it up, and then send it to a mental hospital to see, don't come out and scream everywhere when you are old!"

"You ......" Lin Zixiong pointed a gun at Zhang Luan and was about to shoot, but when he thought of the instructions above, he naturally knew that the old man ran to someone's funeral to make trouble, and even if he retreated now, he would have to accept punishment, not to mention that if he shot and injured people again, I am afraid that the entire Lin family will be implicated at that time

"Lin Zixiong, Captain Lin, take your old man back and take good care of it, I don't think I will live long, and when Old Man Lin is funeral, I will definitely bring three thousand members of the Heyao Society to the door to mourn for the old man!"