After the turf was filled, Yang Ming took out a few sticks of incense from the paper money, and took Qiao Qingya to kowtow a few times solemnly to his grandfather's grave, which was considered to be the end of worshipping his grandfather.

However, every year during the Qingming Festival, it is not only my grandfather who worships, but also the eldest grandfather, the second grandfather, the grandmother and the wife during the Qing Dynasty.

The tomb of the eldest grandfather is next to it, and Yang Ming's family naturally inevitably goes to worship first.

"Yang Fugui, what are you brothers doing here? Let's go, my father doesn't need you to worship. ”

Before he walked in, he heard Yang Furong's shout, and several of Yang Furong's younger brothers were surprised, why did his brother breathe fire everywhere like he had eaten gunpowder today?

Yang Ming was originally in line with the spirit of respecting me, I respect people, in the face of Yang Furong's unreasonable and repeated provocations, Yang Ming didn't want to endure it anymore, and shot back on the spot: "Uncle Furong, I respect you as an elder, and I don't have the same knowledge as you, if others dare to talk to me like this, I would have given him a few slaps in the face." ”

As soon as Yang Ming said this, Yang Furong became even more angry.

"Yo he, Yang Ming, I can't see it, I haven't seen you for a year, my wings have grown stiff, if you weren't for you being my nephew, with you daring to speak to me like this, I can make you walk around in Honggutan, you know?

Yang Ming couldn't help sneering, you and Hong Xiang are iron buddies, I really don't believe it, don't you know that your iron buddies have been in the detention center for more than a week, and they are no longer the captain of the criminal police brigade?

"Uncle Fu Rong, you and Hong Xiang are iron buddies?"

"That's right, what's wrong? I'm not afraid to tell you, Hong Xiang is now the big celebrity next to the director, and if you provoke me, you will provoke Hong Xiang, Yang Ming, you should be glad that you are my nephew, hum!"

"Oh, yes, if that's the case, maybe I'll really be happy, but unfortunately, Hong Xiang is not a criminal police captain, and even a cat and a dog in the sub-bureau are counted no, don't believe it, you call and try?"

After a while, Yang Fugui's gaze at Yang Ming suddenly became very pitiful, it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, okay, since you want to see it, then I will let you see it, and don't blame me when you cry.

Yang Furong took out his mobile phone from his pocket on the spot, found a person named Hong in the address book and dialed it, but what made Yang Furong strange was that the phone rang for a long time but no one answered.

Maybe there is something busy, Yang Furong comforted himself, and then hit the second one, this time it was good, and it was clear after a few rings.

"Hey, is it Team Hong? I'm the Fu Rong of Triumph International, do you remember me?"

On the other end of the phone, Hong Xiang was a little depressed, and finally wanted to sleep, but was woken up by a phone call from the cell head.

"Furong, which Furong?"

"Half a month ago, we had dinner together at Chen Ji Barbecue, don't you remember?"

was reminded by Yang Furong, Hong Xiang was slightly impressed.

"Oh, it's you, what's the matter?"

"That's the case, I have a nephew named Yang Ming, who is now yelling at me, saying that Team Hong is not as good as a cat or a dog in the sub-bureau, which is completely not taking you seriously!"

Yang Furong is a little proud, if nothing else, if he calls this phone, Hong Xiang will definitely take over this stubble, and soon, Hong Xiang will definitely find his nephew, or let this nephew have a long memory, lest others say that Lao Yang's species is not even basic polite.

However, some things are not so satisfactory, and there is an accident in what Yang Furong thinks he is in control.

"I'm you paralyzed, you can call me too, your nephew scolds me twice, I'm going to get him, if everyone on the street scolds me, Lao Tzu must not be tired to death, you stupid fork, disturb Lao Tzu's sleep,." ”

After Hong Xiang finished speaking, he subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone, but suddenly thought of a name that Yang Furong had just mentioned on the phone, and immediately shouted into the phone in a frenzy: "Wait, Yang Furong, you just said that your nephew is Yang Ming?"

Yang Furong was a little strange, this Hong Xiang was still yelling just now, but in a blink of an eye, he changed his mind again, did he change his mind?

"Yes, it's just that he and his girlfriend named Qingya disdainfully you just now. ”

Qingya? Isn't it Qiao Qingya, he was arrested by Qiao Qingya's company at the beginning, but he kicked it and found that he was kicked on the iron plate, and in the end, not only did his good life come to an end, but his father also fell.

The police who interrogated him said that he provoked someone who shouldn't have caused his family's current fate, and now that he thinks about it, the last thing he should have provoked was Yang Ming. Yang Ming was able to break the handcuffs with his bare hands, and effortlessly broke the limbs of his trained self, Wu Gang, and Xiao Hua, which was something that ordinary people could do.

"Furong, hurry up, hurry up and give the phone to Yang Ming, I have something to say to him. ”

Knowing Qiao Qingya, Hong Xiang determined that this Yang Ming was not Yang Ming, and he must seize this opportunity, I am my only lifesaver.

"Yang Ming, Team Hong wants to call you. ”

Call me? Yang Ming couldn't help but laugh, Hong Xiang, this guy won't be healed and forget the pain, he has entered the detention center, and he still wants to make trouble?

Yang Ming took the phone and said unceremoniously directly into the phone: "Hong Xiang, are you tired of staying in the detention center and want to change places to stay in a different place, I heard that the cells of the Provincial Prison Bureau are good, and someone will personally help you wash chrysanthemums every day, do you want to feel it?"

When Yang Ming said this, Hong Xiang's hand holding the mobile phone shook and almost fell to the ground, Hong Xiang believed that Yang Ming definitely had the ability to get himself into such a cell, if this was the case, it would be too late for him to cry, so Hong Xiang cried and begged on the phone.

"Big brother, I was wrong, you give me a chance to bypass me, I really know it's wrong, I don't dare anymore. ”

was a little stunned, Yang Ming thought that there would be a burst of scolding from Hong Xiang on the phone, but he never expected that it would be a drama of Hong Xiang begging for mercy, and Yang Ming was just a person who eats soft and not hard, and immediately replied with a sentence of "Look at your performance" and hung up the phone.

In the detention center, Hong Xiang seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and the "beep" sound of the phone being hung up was unconscious.

"Hong Xiang, your call time has come. ”

When the detention center police saw that the time was up, they came in and took away the mobile phone in Hong Xiang's hand.

And in the place where Yang Ming's hometown was sweeping the tomb, when Yang Ming hung up the phone, except for Qiao Qingya, everyone looked at Yang Ming dumbfounded.