After the death of the emperor, it is conceivable that the children and grandchildren will have to die for the throne, and the new emperor will have to kill two relatives to shake the government and the opposition when he ascends the throne.

Liu Feiyang is dead, how to divide these inheritances is the biggest problem, if Ma Han, who is in the center of power, swallows it himself and does not obey the public, and if he distributes it to one person, he will not be able to serve the public, and the equal distribution is not a piece of meat, and no one will eat it rarely!

The problem is indeed a problem, Ma Han was lying on the hospital bed with a chaotic head, and he was dizzy by their quarrel all afternoon, and he didn't think of Ma Liang until eight o'clock, but when he thought of it, he was even more flustered, he had been gone for so long and no news came back, so he didn't care so much and called him directly to the insiders he was familiar with, but the insiders said that no one went to find Ma Liang.

Hearing the news, Ma Han bounced up from the hospital bed full of energy, his hands began to tremble slightly, and the premonition became more and more bad, and the phone rang again ten minutes later, and the answer given to him by the other side was that there was no shadow of Ma Liang in the city bureau and subordinate departments, and no one even reported Liu Feiyang's car accident!

"Bang..."Mahan's body slammed into the bed.

"No, no... Something isn't right!" he muttered.

At the same time, the village.

Liu Feiyang's mourning hall is set up far away, and it is not in his residence, after all, it does not belong to Liu Feiyang now, it is not suitable to go to other people's yards, rural people value the land the most, go to the village to inquire about a circle Ninety percent of the house has no house capital, but there are land deeds, I didn't have time to sign any formalities when I was in a hurry, legally speaking, this land still belongs to Liu Feiyang, and the sister of the three tigers has no reason to refuse, the mourning hall is a shed made of wood, with a coffin in it, and all kinds of funeral supplies around.

According to the custom, it should be blown and beaten for three days, but it is useless here, it looks very thin, the coffin has been covered and cannot see inside, the only people from the city are Zhao Weihan and Gu Qingming, after burning two pieces of paper, they sat for an hour and left, and the crabs under the third master also came, and the paper was burned but did not stay, and there were more people from the county, Lao Qian father and son, the leaders of the silver mining area, There is also Cao Wumiao, this old thing is surprisingly generous, carrying a bag of yellow paper, and he started crying before he can wait in front of the mourning hall, he is indeed revealing his true feelings, closing his eyes is the picture of him once snatching Liu Feiyang's lunch box, he also really likes Liu Feiyang, at least there was a person to talk to at that time, and now the grocery store is almost unable to open...

There are more people in the village, after all, Liu Feiyang has lived here for 19 years, and people come from door to door to burn two pieces of paper.

At nine o'clock in the evening, I basically went home.

There are not many people still here, Zhang Xiao'e knelt in front of the grief-stricken burning paper, her eyes were already swollen with crying, and she couldn't squeeze out her tears, and she looked at the black-and-white photo in front of her as if she had lost her soul, Hong Canhui was sitting on the bench next to her, and the second child also came out of the hospital, so she didn't let Tian Shufen come, and sat next to Hong Canhui.

Zhang Man and Liu Qingqing sat in the car, there was no electricity here, and it could not be illuminated by an ever-bright lamp, which could only make the mourning hall in the cornfield more desolate, and all the lights were used.

In addition to them, there are two other people, the three tigers who were almost stabbed to death by the second child and Cao Wumiao, who refused to leave, no one is in the mood to appreciate the beauty at this time, and they are all immersed in grief.

Although Liu Feiyang is not in the village, but his news can be transmitted back all the time, what did he do today, where will he do business tomorrow, in the past, the village people gave children examples, if you are not obedient, I don't want you, let you eat by yourself like Liu Feiyang, now all you are talking about is, you have to be good, like Liu Feiyang learn to be a big boss to make a lot of money, and even those villagers who herd cattle and sheep will say when they pass by his parents' graves: Your children are good, cows, there has never been such a person in our village in the past hundred years...

The people in the village were even more embarrassed.

Time is getting faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye it is approaching midnight, Zhang Man wanted to go over for Zhang Xiao'e, theoretically she is Liu Feiyang's woman, but Zhang Xiao'e is very stubborn and refuses to leave, so she kneels and burns paper.

"This girl is so stupid..."Zhang Man sat in the car, looking at the front of the window, she had already passed the initial sadness, and she could calmly accept the current situation, no matter how sad she was, she couldn't come back.

Liu Qingqing sat next to him, smoking a cigarette in his mouth and not speaking.

"It's too fast, it's like a dream..."Zhang Man sighed again, reached out to pick up the cigarette that Liu Qingqing put in the car, and lit one for himself.

"The one called the black bear didn't catch it, it should have run away," Liu Qingqing finally spoke.

"It's mainly the driver, if he didn't escape after the accident, but sent Feiyang to the hospital as soon as possible, there might be hope of being saved," Zhang Man said, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Liu Qingqing looked forward and muttered inexplicably, "The black bear and the driver are the key, and they must be caught!"

"Yes, you have to catch it..."Zhang Man lit a cigarette and echoed.

Liu Qingqing's ghost envoy looked at her and shook her head incomprehensibly.

In front of the mourning hall, Hong Canhui, Cao Wumiao, and Sanhuzi saw that the time was about the same, and they got up and prepared to go to the tomb, and the people in the village were buried in the mountain, and it was easy to encounter large stones after digging up twenty centimeters of soil, which was the most difficult to do, so it was necessary to go up the mountain early, and the red lips would drive Zhang Man's car, and go to the village and pick up two people with tools to go to the mountain, and the location was booked by Mr. in the afternoon, saying that it was a treasure of feng shui.

"Big nephew..."Cao Wumiao dug and dig, his emotions collapsed again, and he lay next to the mound and began to cry bitterly.

Immediately afterwards, Hong Canhui began to cry.

In front of the mourning hall, Zhang Xiao'e and the second child were left, and the second child also knelt on the ground and began to add paper to it, everything was going on silently.

At three o'clock in the morning, the sky was still black, the corn that was about to ripen was swaying in the wind, and from a distance, people could already be seen, all of whom came to help carry the coffin.

Tie hemp rope and tie it to the wood, sixteen people bent down to put the wood on their shoulders, Zhang Xiao'e held the photo, and the second child stepped on the yellow paper tied to the broom regardless of seniority.

"Spirits—" Mr. saw the time and howled at the sky.

Then sixteen people worked hard in unison, and the coffin was lifted in an instant.

The sound of crying suddenly overwhelming, all of them were grief-stricken, as if the corn next to them was sad.

Only a few of them are crying here, and the rest are professional grave cryers hired by the red and white teams in the county, who did not stay for too long, did not go through the formal funeral procedures, and did not blatantly ask someone to blow suona, so they can only use crying instead.

The funeral procession soon walked on the gravel road, this road leads to the mountain, and the left side of the road is the place for wild bathing, which is also the river where Liu Feiyang took his second child to catch fish with ice tongs in the winter, and now it seems that there are still their shadows, the funeral procession is about 40 people, and the line is very long...

Sent up the mountain, put the coffin next to the tomb, and had to take one last look, the gentleman said a few genera to avoid, and then the coffin was to be opened.

"No need!" Liu Qingqing in the crowd suddenly spoke, "Bury it directly!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes looked at her, everyone had heard of Liu Qingqing's name, especially in Zhongshui County.

"Miss Liu, this doesn't match...", Mr. still has to explain.

"You don't have to meet, I say bury it," Liu Qingqing's eyes burst out with unprecedented firmness.

"Sister Qing, I still Feiyang carried it to the coffin and saw it, why do you have to say goodbye?" Zhang Man stood next to him and said incredulously.

"Buried!" Liu Qingqing was as cold as ever, and his tone was in line with the current atmosphere.

Zhang Man heard Liu Qingqing so resolute, gritted his teeth, and did not speak again.

"Bang..."The coffin was put down in the tomb.

"Fill the soil!" Liu Qingqing has taken the place of the gentleman, although no one knows what this woman is going to do, but no one can refute this girl with eyes like knives.

"Bury..."The second child then spoke, picked up the shovel and began to fill it in, and every time he moved, he would pull the bones that had just been connected, but he didn't have the heart to think about it at this time.

"Brother Yang..."Hong Canhui shouted with tears in his eyes.

"Big nephew, why don't you just leave..."Cao Wumiao began to cry again, knelt on the ground and shouted at the pit again, "I didn't even see you for the last time, why did you leave when you were only in your twenties..."

In just ten minutes, the grave had risen, and the coffin was no longer visible.

No matter how powerful a character he is, at this point, the dust will return to dust.

On the way back, you can't turn your head, you have to stride forward, and in the end you only leave a lonely grave.

Two hours later, the sky was completely bright.

In a restaurant in Zhongshui County, Zhang Xiao'e, Liu Qingqing, Zhang Man, Hong Canhui, and the second child, five people sat at a table.

"Let's do it..."Liu Qingqing took out a file bag and threw it in the middle of the table, "Liu Feiyang wrote this on the second day of An Ran's accident, and it has been in my hands, I thought I would never take it out in my life, but I didn't expect to take it out now, you can take a look, whose name is on it, and the supplementary terms are until he gets the land, so there is no name at the beginning, no need to worry, there is more..."

"What is this?" asked the second child.

"Testament!" Liu Qingqing sat in the middle and lit the flue again, "The person who attacked Enron in the first place should have been looking for him, so he had a premonition that he might leave suddenly, and he arranged everything for the future, no worries!"

"Open it, take a look, it has gone through legal procedures, and it is all valid"

"Brush..."Zhang Man hesitated and stretched out his hand, the document bag opened, and there was a pile of documents inside, and the two most eye-catching words were: Will!

Thank you to the friends who came to the scene yesterday: Mr. Ding 888, ly616yl, thank you.