There is a tallest and most exquisite villa in Xujia Town, and the location is good, just on the side of the road. Even in the town where high-rise buildings have risen in recent years, it is also a well-deserved leader.

According to the owner of the house, it was designed by a well-known designer, and such a villa would not be able to be taken for 10 million per villa if it was lost in a first-tier city such as Shanghai and Shenzhen.

The villa was built six years ago, but it was not the owner of the villa who paid for it, but his brother-in-law.

More precisely, the younger brother in the early stage.

The owner of the villa is called Song Zhongji, a big rotten man, idle all day long, good gambling, in that era of living by farming, a man who doesn't like to work in the field is not a rotten person?

Such a man was single, and he didn't marry Xu Ru from the same village until he was twenty-five.

If you want to say that these two families, half a catty and eight taels, they are all poor and destitute households.

After getting married, Song Zhongji was still a gambler, but he would work in the field anyway and knew that he had to support his family. Xu Ru is a hard-working woman again, and the two of them are quite passable.

Twenty years ago, this family was still a muddy mud house, and every year I would see Song Zhongji's live mud, and then smash the outer wall of the loess house one by one. After all, it can't be compared with the brick house, and over time, the exterior wall of the loess house will gradually peel off.

At that time, there were already many brick houses in the town.

In 20 years, the loess house became a brick house, and from a brick house to a villa.

It really responds to the old saying that feng shui takes turns.

This Song relay, if he was not careful, became the most heroic leopard in the town.

Everything is thanks to his brother-in-law, I heard that he made money doing business in other places, became a big boss, good guy, a villa is built when he says it will be built, and the 300,000 BMW of Song Zhongji's family was also given by his brother-in-law. Song Zhongji has two sons, the eldest son was left by Xu Ru, and the younger son was born to his second wife. The eldest son is now studying abroad, and his living expenses and tuition fees are also contracted by his uncle.

Xu Yao, everyone in the town said that it was the golden phoenix that flew out of Xujia Town.

It's a pity that Xu Ru is a thin life, and she left early without enjoying a few years of happiness. Such a big villa is cheaper than other women for nothing.

Xu Yao rarely returns to Xujia Town, and after Xu Ru leaves, he will not come back, and will only drive to the grave to worship his sister during Qingming and the New Year.

However, others are very angry, a few years ago, the town gradually became rich, and there were more people who bought cars, but the road was not good, so the town asked Song Zhongji to ask Xu Yao.

The road was repaired the next year, and because of this, Song Zhongji's status in the town was raised layer by layer and unbreakable.

An idle gambler, how can he have such a good life, why?

In the final analysis, it was probably because he couldn't marry his daughter-in-law, and it was because he couldn't marry his daughter-in-law that he married Xu Ru.

"Relay, relay..... Aren't you at home?" an uncle stood in front of the wrought iron gate of the villa, shouting vigorously.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a big belly came out of the villa.

Song Zhongji turned fifty this year, his face was full of red light, his hair was dyed every year, and his black hair was thick. Years of pampering make him look less like a clay leg and more like a successful township entrepreneur.

"Your brother-in-law is back. Uncle said.

"Why is he here, this is not a New Year's holiday. Song Zhongji was stunned for a moment, and looked around at the door: "Where are the people?"

"At the entrance of the town, when I came back from Xiatian, I saw his car parked there," the uncle said, "It's rich again, go back and give Bao Da Jiba a pump." ”

Song Zhongji patted his chest: "Come to me tomorrow." ”

It's hard to cherish things that come easily, so Song Zhongji's generosity is famous, and it is because of his generosity that there are fewer rumors and sneers in the town.

No matter what you say in private, in front of you, everyone should give a thumbs up and praise "heroic".

After the uncle left, Song Zhongji stood downstairs and shouted: "Zhilong, Zhilong ......."

The window opened, and a young man with glasses leaned in and said irritably: "What are you shouting, just like a countryman." ”

Song Zhongji didn't care, but smiled: "Come down, your uncle is here." On your mother's side, let's get over there. ”

The young man quickly went downstairs, wearing short-sleeved pants and a pair of sandals.

It's summer vacation, he came back from abroad, he is glamorous outside, unkempt at home, and complains while walking: "Why did my uncle come at this time, I landed 98K in this game, and I feel like I can eat chicken today." ”

But he was both respectful and afraid of his serious uncle, so he could only endure not eating chicken.

After the father and son left, a woman came out of the house, swallowed melon seeds, and spit out the shell with a sigh, yin and yang weird: "I have been dead for more than ten years, and my ghost is still lingering." ”

.......

Qin Ze and the four of them walked on the loess road in the mountains, with rolling tea forests on both sides, and the cemetery in Xujia Town was in the tea forest.

At this time, it is the hottest time of the day, no one picks tea, the tender green tea leaves reflect the sun, and the mountains are silent, away from the hustle and bustle.

Paired with a cemetery, it has a bit of a horror movie.

Su Yu was wearing a big-brimmed hat, sweating profusely from the heat, and her sideburns were sticking to her cheeks.

"Why don't you sweat?" Su Yu wiped his sweat with a tissue.

"If I don't exercise, I don't sweat. Qin Ze said.

The weaker the body, the easier it is to sweat, like a man with kidney deficiency, he will sweat a few catties after eating the noodle soup.

"Mr. Xu, it's been a long time since I've been back. Under the sun, Qin Ze squinted his eyes and looked at the cemetery from afar.

"It's been a long time, and even if I come back, I will stop there. Xu Yao also squinted.

Qin Ze said with a smile: "Wealth does not return to the hometown, like brocade clothes walking at night." ”

Xu Yao said in a deep voice: "I don't have the face to come back." ”

"Interesting," Qin Ze retracted his gaze and stared at him: "Boss Xu, who has created an industrial empire in Wencheng and whose industry covers almost half of the south, you have no face, who has a face?"

Xu Yao didn't answer.

When he arrived at the grave, Qin Ze silently cleaned up the weeds beside Xu Ru's grave and burned some tin foil and yellow paper brought from Hangzhou.

Su Yu and Xu Guang watched from the side, Xu Yao wanted to do it several times, but endured it again.

"I bought a little too much, help burn it together. Qin Ze took the initiative to hand him the goods.

Xu Yao nodded.

After the things are burned, the incense is lit, and the four people pinch the incense and worship.

The position is very interesting, Qin Ze is standing at the front, Xu Guang and Xu Yao are on his left and right, and Su Yu is standing a little farther away.

Song Zhilong, father and son, came under the scorching sun, carrying a bright red plastic bag with the goods bought in the town.

"Ah Rong, why did you come over today, and you didn't call me," Song Zhongji's voice was full of anger, with a warm smile on his face, as if he was not here to go to the grave, but to greet the distinguished guests.

While speaking, he looked at Qin Ze and the others in confusion, as if he wondered why they were here, going to the grave of his deceased wife.

Except for Xu Yao, he didn't know anyone present, so it was inevitable that he would look at Su Yu a few more times.

This kind of mother-in-law can't be seen in Xujiazhen, and it can be compared with the big stars on TV.

Song Zhilong's eyes were even more glued to Su Yu's face, and the magnet was like iron, and he couldn't move it.

Xu Yao only glanced at the father and son lightly, and his attention returned to Qin Ze.

Sister, Aze has come to see you.

With me.

I dreamed of today, even though he didn't know anything.

"You.... Is it Ah Guang?" Song Zhongji recognized Xu Guang, even if he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, strictly speaking, he and Xu Guang were barely playmates when they were children. As a teenager, he wandered the town, went into the water to fish, went up to the trees to dig eggs, and was followed by a group of little dolls.

Xu Guang and Xu Yao are one of them, Xujia Town is so big, there are no strangers.

After so many years, Xu Guang's appearance has not changed, and it is difficult to recognize it.

Song Zhongji hurriedly took out the big chicken bully and handed over the cigarettes, just like himself, Xu Lan's family is not what it used to be, I heard that Xiaolan's children are now big stars, stars, in the eyes of the small town of Xujia Town, it symbolizes high-end atmosphere and grade.

Song Zhongji is an age of this age, and he lives in a small town, so he has no interest in paying attention to the entertainment industry, if it weren't for the people around him who said this, he wouldn't have known that Xu Lan's children would have become big stars.

Back then, Xiaolan had to bring her son to live at his house for a period of time every summer vacation.

Song Zhong doesn't care, the coarse tea and light rice in the countryside can be worth a few dollars, and accommodation is not a problem, the most important thing in the countryside is the room.

And Xu Lan will give him 1,000 yuan for food and accommodation every month, and when he was a few years old, this money was a lot, enough for him to smoke, drink, roll dice, and have endless fun.

However, her son is a little skinny, he doesn't like it very much, and often beats Zhilong because of his age. For this reason, he complained to Xu Ru a lot, and unexpectedly, a woman who has always been gentle reacts very fiercely when she encounters this kind of topic, like a fried cat.

After arguing a few times, Song Zhongji stopped mentioning this stubble.

Song Zhongji opened the plastic bag, took out yellow paper and other things, blocked it coldly, looked up, the young man who was very handsome and always felt a little familiar smiled: "Uncle!"

"Are you?" Song Zhongji looked at Xu Yao.

But Xu Yao ignored him, and the son behind him whispered: "Dad, he is Qin Ze." ”

Qin Ze?!

I'm dripping days.

Song Zhongji was shocked at the time.

The young man in front of him is the mediocre-looking leather boy back then?

An assistant: MMP

I've only heard of the eighteen changes in women's colleges, and boys can do it too?

This is the eighteen changes of the male university, this is nuclear fission.

I remember that one time my son was beaten by Qin Ze again, and he cried in front of him (because it was useless to call his mother), he was also very helpless, complaining to Xu Ru, wanting to quarrel, and complaining to Xu Lan, people didn't bird him.

So he touched his son's head and said, "This kind of city person, the heart is the dirtiest, and he will definitely not be successful in the future, and he will definitely not be as handsome as you." ”

Now, looking at Qin Ze, and then at his unkempt son, I feel that my face hurts.

"Ah, Aze....." Song Zhongji smiled on his face, a little embarrassed.

I remember that he used to glare-naked at Xiao Qin Ze with vicious eyes in private, trying to scare this little kid from the city, so that he could be obedient and stop beating his son.

I don't have the courage to fight, a thousand oceans.

"It's rare for me to come to see Aunt Xu, and I want to say something to her alone, you two should go back first, or wait for us to leave, and then come to worship. Qin Ze said.

His voice was gentle, but his tone was not at all gentle, not a consultation, but an order, which could not be refused.

Song Zhongji is nothing, the experience of his youth has long made this man abandon the so-called dignity, and he is very round and smooth.

In recent years, young people with a little bit of culture love to think very highly of themselves, highlighting their personalities, and celebrities are the most disdainful of them. This sentence was heard in the ears of Song Zhilong, who was studying abroad, but it was extremely harsh, extraordinarily high, crushing his dignity.

At this moment, he finally recalled the fear of being beaten by Qin Ze and the shame of being a little brother.

He didn't have a good impression of Qin Ze, out of unhappy memories in his childhood, not only was he often bullied by Qin Ze, but also his mother's almost unreasonable partiality.

The city baby who comes to the house every year, wearing beautiful clothes that he envies, always carries a bit of superiority between words.

"I never eat this two-cent popsicle. ”

"Rat's, I've long been tired of eating things, look at what you relish. ”

"I don't want to drink this soda, I only drink AD calcium milk. ”

"Do you like that little flower next door? It's ugly to death, my sister is much prettier than her. ”

It can infuriate people.

And just now, when worshipping his mother, this person stood at the forefront, and even his uncle was one position lower than him.

Why?

The way his uncle looked at him made Song Zhilong's heart even more unbalanced, you must know how good his uncle is to him, his cousins and cousins are not as good as him.

But he had never seen his uncle look at him like that.

Why?

Song Zhilong said angrily: "Why." ”

This is my mother's grave, why let us go.

What are you.

is still as high as ever, why, I am a top student studying abroad, and my uncle is a big boss worth tens of billions.

I'm no worse than you.

"Get out!" Qin Ze seemed to have lost the little patience he had left, and snorted.

Song Zhilong felt a strange pressure, which made him instinctively timid. But he was stuck around his neck and didn't move.

Xu Yao frowned, and said in a displeased tone: "You go first." ”

Song Zhilong: "......"

I felt so sad in my heart, just like a soldier charging ahead, I turned back coldly and found that my general had surrendered to the enemy.

I'm your nephew, isn't it as good as this guy?

"Uncle. ”

Seeing the backs of the father and son drifting apart, Qin Ze shouted.

Xu Guang responded.

Qin Ze didn't care, he looked at Xu Yao: "Should I call you uncle, or is it something else?"

Xu Yaoru was struck by lightning.

Xu Guang sat on the ground.