Nearly 1,000 people in black mourned for three minutes, the scene was spectacular, and the people who watched the excitement felt a sense of tranquility from it, and they didn't dare to talk loudly anymore, and most of them held their breath and were silent.

Inside the circle of onlookers, five or six middle-aged men and women gathered together, looking at the renovated cemetery, the expression is extremely complicated, there are two graves in the cemetery, buried a couple who died in a car accident 25 years ago, before the foot of the mountain this land is very desolate, inaccessible, just a few days ago, a large number of workers poured into the construction, planted thousands of trees, turned the wasteland into a quiet cemetery with wind and water.

The five or six middle-aged men and women had been keeping an eye on the construction because the couple who were buried here were their relatives, and they wanted to figure out what was going on.

"Mom, I can see it clearly, there are five golden characters engraved on the marble pier, the tomb of Xu Jingdong, it is estimated that my cousin has been missing for so many years and has become famous, but he died too early and too suddenly, so I came back to recognize our relatives, and left us something to die again." A man hurried over and muttered to a woman.

"You give me a little quiet" The woman in her fifties raised her hand and stabbed her son, looking left and right, for fear that the people around her would hear what her son had just said.

Among several people, the old man who seemed to be the oldest pretended to take a deep puff and said: "Look at this pomp, Xiaodong is not only a famous person, maybe he has become a big boss and a rich man."

Big boss, big boss.

The old man's words provoked the others to hide their excitement.

"The silence is over, uncle and aunt, I want to recruit a child, as soon as these people leave, our old Xu family may miss the opportunity to soar." The man who was poked by his wife just now was a little anxious when he saw the end of the silence.

"Let's go together, cry a few times, burn some paper money, and act when the opportunity arises." The old man made a decision and took the lead, and the others were not to be left behind and followed closely.

"Dongzi, why did you die, over the years, how much my aunt has missed you, thinking about it during the day and thinking about it at night, I haven't been steady in my heart for a day." The woman who had poked her son before rushed to the scorpion grave and cried, a handful of snot and a handful of tears, and was overwhelmed with grief.

The onlookers were suddenly confused, and Yang Chen and the others were also confused.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight more people gathered around the tomb, crying and burning paper.

The people of the Arctic Fox stepped forward to understand the situation and learned that these people were the uncle, uncle, aunt, and cousin of the scorpion, and the backbone of the Arctic Fox looked at each other.

Scorpion, his parents died early, he grew up in an orphanage, joined the army at the age of seventeen, and he fought his own.

The Xu family pretended to be sad and wept, which made Yang Chen frown, and with the treacherous and shrewdness of this animal, he could see through the intentions of the scorpion group of relatives at a glance.

"My eldest nephew is only in his early thirties, why did he die in vain, and he felt sorry for me." The scorpion's aunt caught a glimpse of Yang Chen approaching, turned around, hugged Yang Chen's leg, and cried: "How did my eldest nephew die, we must give our Xu family an explanation, otherwise our family will never give up." ”

The rest of the Xu family took the opportunity to surround Yang Chen.

Long San waved his hand, and more than a dozen men in black were about to rush over to pull away the Xu family, but they were stopped by Yang Chen's cold eyes and quietly retreated.

"Since you are relatives of my good brother, why did he grow up in an orphanage? Why didn't you pay attention to him at that time? Yang Chen indifferently questioned the people surrounding him.

The Xu family was speechless.

Seven or eight people, you look at me, I look at you, and they are divided.

"At that time, Dongdong was naughty and willful, and he didn't want us to discipline him, so he had to go to an orphanage." The eldest man, the old man, the Scorpion Uncle, simply blamed all the reasons on his dead nephew.

There is no proof of death!

Yang Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and said: "What kind of character my good brother has, I understand, he values love and righteousness, receives a little favor from others, and digs his heart and lungs in return, but he never mentions you, there is definitely a reason." ”

"I" Uncle Scorpion was speechless, he didn't know if his heart was weak, or Yang Chen was domineering, and the old man who was nearly seventy years old didn't dare to look directly at Yang Chen.

"Don't diverge, Dongdong's death must give us an explanation, his funeral, and property, how to deal with it must be arranged by our relatives." The scorpion's aunt finally couldn't hold her breath and showed her feet.

Yang Chenjun's face was a little more disdainful, no wonder good brothers often said that there was only brotherhood in this life, no sense of family affection, no nostalgia for their homeland, their parents died at the age of four, and then there was such a group of uncles and aunts, if anyone else, they would have disgust or prejudice against family affection.

"My good brother has a lot of property, Switzerland, Hawaii, New Zealand, Australia, a mansion, two yachts, a Bombardier plane, these alone are worth 300 million dollars, and the Swiss bank has more deposits." Yang Chen's slow words stimulated the Xu family to be stunned, and then their hearts were overjoyed.

"Then we all have a share of my cousin's inheritance, right?" Cousin Scorpion couldn't wait to ask Yang Chen, how could there be any sadness.

It's just that the young man's concentration is poor, and several elders of the Xu family are also unabashedly greedy, and they look at Yang Chen directly, which is really despicable.

"My good brother's will before his death has already arranged how to dispose of the estate, and you don't need to bother." After Yang Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left.

This guy wants to leave, how can the Xu family stop it.

"We have the right to read the will" The scorpion uncle was hysterical, and the other Xu family members wanted to chase Yang Chen, but they were stopped by more than a dozen men in black, and in a hurry, they scolded loudly, especially the scorpion's aunt, staring at the three white eyes, what is difficult to hear, an out-and-out arrogant shrew.

The onlookers pointed and discussed, full of interest, and almost moved a small bench to eat melon seeds, and the grand funeral was tossed into a farce by the Xu family.

Yang Chen was annoyed, and the elders of the Arctic Fox were angry, but these people were the relatives of the scorpion after all, and they couldn't beat or scold, so they had to endure it again and again.

Nearly 1,000 people got on the bus one after another.

Yang Chen sat in the particularly eye-catching knight XV, saw that the Xu family was still splashing through the car window, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Long San: Leave a few people to guard the scorpion's tomb temporarily, and keep an eye on the Xu family by the way, in case they mess around.

Off-road vehicles started, watching the lively men, women and children thought that the matter was over, and the intention was still not over, this time, suddenly someone blocked the way of the convoy, holding up a bottle of gasoline poured all over the body, and then threw away the empty bottle, felt out the lighter, and said with a hideous face: "If you don't give our Xu family an explanation today, our family will self-immolate and die here!" ”

It turned out that this was the Xu family's "reinforcements".

Immediately after that, more than 30 men and women and half of them blocked the convoy with great momentum, some carrying gasoline barrels, some carrying wooden sticks and shovels.

"If you don't give an explanation, you want to leave, you don't have any!" The scorpion's aunt spat fiercely, showing the style of a shrew.