The person who came was none other than Huang Wei Huang Ye's father, Huang Batian, the old man of the Huang family.

Listening to the name, it is majestic, but if you really see Huang Batian himself, you can't help but laugh.

The short figure, the chubby face, the black brown shiny forehead, two curved eyebrows, a pair of slender eyes, the face is like a Maitreya Buddha.

The silver-white hair and sparse beard added a lot of points to Huang Batian, otherwise, as soon as such an old man appeared, he would laugh down a group of people.

"Meet the head of the house!"

"Meet the Alliance Leader!"

Before Zhen Cheng had time to take a closer look, the old and young around him all knelt down. Inside and outside the house, a group of people knelt down in the black press. Zhen Cheng was like a white crane, standing alone.

"Bastard!" Huang Batian didn't seem to see Zhen Cheng, as soon as his figure stood still, he stepped forward and kicked Huang Wei out of the door, his voice was full of anger, but his face was still a smile like Maitreya Buddha.

"Peng!" Huang Batian didn't use any effort, and Huang Wei didn't resist with any luck, but even so, Huang Wei still had a big footprint on his chest and fell obediently outside the house.

Although Huang Wei, whose face was flushed, was angry, he had to climb into the mourning hall again and kneel in front of Huang Batian.

"You brute! I don't even know the most basic etiquette! Are you worthy of your brother? The sixth child has been the No. 1 leader of the country, which is equivalent to the emperor in ancient times, you look at the spiritual shed you set up, is this a funeral for beggars? After living a handful of years, the more you live, the more confused you become! Which tendon is wrong with you, and you actually want to carry out the funeral of the sixth child and Da'an together? There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, let alone two dragons! After living a lot of age, you are not even as good as a child, what are you still alive for! ”

The more Huang Batian spoke, the more excited he became, and he rushed forward, constantly stepping on Huang Wei like a dead dog.

"Daddy!"

"Dad, don't!"

"Daddy!"

Huang Wei was kicked to the ground by Huang Batian, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Huang Qi and the other brothers hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on the ground and hugged Huang Batian's legs, surrounded them together, and blocked Huang Wei in front of him.

A group of old men were like children, crying and crying, and Zhen Cheng was speechless.

Zhuge Long's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he didn't dare to raise his head, kneeling silently.

Jiang Dashan didn't say a word, didn't dare to get up, his cheeks were red and he thought silently, but he secretly scolded Zhuge Long in his heart for not being a thing.

"Why don't you kneel?" Huang Batian was pulled by Huang Qi and the others, turned his head to glance, and found that there was a young man standing behind him. A little annoyed and scolded, "Which little beast's son are you!" ”

"I'm going to kneel?" Zhen Cheng's expression was still cold and arrogant, without the slightest fear on his face, he looked at the old man in front of him, and said unceremoniously, "Which old beast's son are you!" ”

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The originally messy mourning hall became silent in the blink of an eye. Huang Wei, who was kicked to the ground by Huang Batian, just wanted to get up, but fell down again in surprise.

Jiang Dashan was shocked and looked at Zhen Cheng in disbelief.

Zhuge Long was ecstatic in his heart, the scene he wanted to see the most was actually staged because of Zhen Cheng's weirdness.

Let's start fighting, let's fight. Zhuge Long prayed loudly in his heart.

Huang Batian was stunned! For so many years, I rarely go down the mountain, is there something wrong with my hearing?

"I'm not from your Huang family, I'm a guest! You are old, but you should also know to respect other people's mothers! Don't think that you are good at kung fu and disrespectful in front of me! Zhen Cheng was still cold and arrogant, staring at Huang Batian with his eyes like torches, unceremoniously teaching a lesson.

"You teach me?" Huang Batian came back to his senses, his beard was all open, and he was furious.

"You're not doing it right, of course I'm going to teach you a lesson! You arrested my parents, I didn't do anything, it's polite enough! Zhen Cheng's voice became colder and colder, staring at Huang Batian and saying word by word, "You owe me!" ”

"You're Zhen Cheng!" Huang Batian's chest that was about to explode loosened, and his eyes flashed with ecstasy. "You are the grandson of the sixth child, the son of my Huang family?"

"-" Zhen Cheng didn't come to Huang Batian so directly, in a hurry, his cheeks turned red, and he couldn't speak. To be honest, Zhen Cheng doesn't like his identity very much. was suddenly revealed, and Zhen Cheng was a little caught off guard.

"Ahh

Envy, jealousy, contempt, anger, all kinds of complex expressions rippled on everyone's faces.

What Huang Batian said was 100% credible in the hearts of the people around him. At this moment, everyone almost held their breath, waiting for Zhen Cheng's answer.

Huang Ye's sudden death caught Zhen Cheng off guard. The promise that he had promised to release Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan suddenly became confusing. Before Huang Batian didn't show up, Zhen Cheng still wanted to wait until after Huang Ye was buried to talk about this matter.

Huang Batian suddenly appeared in front of Zhen Cheng's eyes, Zhen Cheng's grievances and grievances for more than ten years burst instantly, Zhen Cheng tried his best to control his emotions, but Zuihou failed.

Huang Batian's eyes burned and waited, that jiashi was like a landlord Lao Cai who saw the gold ingot, and wanted to get it quickly.

When Huang Wei and Zhen Cheng were arguing, Huang Batian had already arrived. Zhen Cheng, who was jealous of a son, suddenly aroused Huang Batian's interest.

The letter that Huang Ye transferred to himself was only opened by Huang Batian the day before yesterday. Knowing that Huang Ye secretly transferred his grandson, Huang Batian was very annoyed. But this annoyance disappeared the moment he saw Zhen Cheng.

Teleported into the mourning hall, Huang Batian had already paid attention to Zhen Cheng. Kicking Huang Wei is just for show. In Huang Batian's opinion, there is nothing to be ashamed of his son being beaten by Lao Tzu.

Huang Batian wanted to use his momentum to test Zhen Cheng's reality and reality, but where did he think that Zhen Cheng turned a blind eye to his appearance and was unusually calm.

Huang Ye would never lie, and Zhen Cheng's sudden silence strengthened Huang Batian's inner thoughts.

What stage is Zhen Cheng's strength, an old monster like Huang Batian is puzzled.

At such a close distance, when he looked at Zhen Cheng's dantian, he couldn't see through Zhen Cheng's strength. As long as he looked at him with a little hostility, Zhen Cheng's body would have a faint and thick murderous aura.

"Zhen Cheng, don't meet Grandpa yet!" Huang Qihu had tears in his eyes, thinking about what Huang Ye had done silently for the Huang family for so many years, his heart was very sad. Originally, I was worried that Zhen Cheng's recognition of his ancestors and his return to his ancestors would be very troublesome, but where did he think that the sixth brother had already made arrangements.

Huang Wei looked at Zhen Cheng angrily, but Zhuge Long quietly raised his head and used a serious face to hide the ecstasy in his heart.

"I think only my parents know what the truth is!" Zhen Cheng thought for a moment, and said expressionlessly, "Just based on your words, I will easily kneel, do you treat me as a three-year-old child!" ”

"Good! Good! Huang Batian raised his hand and stroked his beard, said hello twice in a row, and then said loudly, "Third child, bring Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan in!" ”

"Yes!" An answer, indifferent came from behind the crowd, and Huang Chen led a man and a woman to walk slowly towards the mourning hall.

"Dad, mother!" Zhen Cheng still vaguely remembered the appearance of his parents, and when he saw the vicissitudes of Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan, he held back his sadness and fell to his knees in front of them, bursting into tears.

Zhen Yong, forty-seven years old, with a burly figure, wears a pair of blue cloth sloppy pants and a wide cow belt around his waist; The upper body is covered with a green cotton jacket with well-developed muscles that protrude ridgely on the shoulders and arms; There is no long hair, and the stubble is thick and black; On that round face, under the broad thick eyebrows, a pair of shrewd, deep eyes flashed; The slightly trembling lips, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, are very eye-catching.

Ye Ziyan, forty-five years old, the years have left a shallow fishtail mark in the corner of her eye. However, her long, thick and shiny hair was still so jet-black. Although the eyes are single eyelids, they are delicate and bright. The lips that are often pursed forcefully under the high bridge of the nose show proud vitality.

Zhen Cheng fell in front of the two, Ye Ziyan's face changed, but the two ignored Zhen Cheng, as if they didn't know each other. Rubbing Zhen Cheng's side, they all knelt down in front of Huang Ye's coffin.

Zhen Cheng's eyes were dazed, he crawled around, kneeling behind Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan, like a little boy who had run into trouble, anxiously waiting for his parents to call him home for dinner.

Zhen Cheng has thought about the scene of his meeting with his parents countless times, no matter what kind of environment it is, it seems that his parents should be holding him and crying, praising himself for his promising, where did he think that the dream he had pursued for many years had come true, and his parents, who had stood up, still didn't care about themselves.

pays attention to Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan, as well as Huang Yiyi, a hard-working woman. Huang Tianya and Jiang Aiying, who were already weak, were ruthlessly ignored when they heard that Zhen Cheng might be their son.

Huang Yiyi looked at Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan with red and swollen eyes, and tried to persuade herself to believe that she was the daughter of the middle-aged man and woman in front of her, but no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't get back that sense of closeness.

Huang Batian's words made Huang Yiyi rush to the ice cave. Huang Ye is dead, so what will happen to his fate in the future? If Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan are their parents, will they have to live like prisoners next?

"Zhen Cheng, is it your son?" Huang Batian's gaze swept to Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan, and said in a deep and majestic voice, "For so many years, I haven't felt sorry for you, today is the first time, I just want to hear the truth!" ”

Jiang Da'an died suddenly, and Huang Batian was caught off guard. Huang Chen originally went to deliver the news of Huang Ye's death, but where did he think that Jiang Da'an also passed away suddenly. Following Huang Batian to escort Jiang Da'an's body to Jiang's house, Huang Chen took Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan to follow Huang Batian and hurried home, where did he think that as soon as he arrived at the spirit shed, he heard the fierce quarrel between Zhen Cheng and his eldest brother.

"We don't have a son!" Zhen Yong and Ye Ziyan glanced at each other and said loudly, "Zhen Cheng is not our son!" ”

"Haha-" Huang Batian couldn't suppress his ecstasy, and couldn't help but let out a loud voice.

"Zhen Cheng is not a descendant of your Huang family!" Huang Batian only laughed twice, and Ye Ziyan's voice sounded beautifully, which was full of anger and a mother's ridicule.

Before Zhen Cheng could react, he looked stunned again. "And who am I?" Zhen Cheng suddenly became angry and shouted loudly.