But

Guan An's brows furrowed, and his gaze at Wen San became a little colder.

If he finds out that these things are related to him, he will never be relentless!

Wen San stood up straight, looking at the black-and-white photo in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a slight arc was bent. Raised his hand and flicked the hat in his hand, put it on his head, and then turned around and looked at the angry Ye Jingsheng. His brows drooped, as if he was very sorry, "Young Master Ye, the festival is changing." ”

Ye Jingsheng forcibly endured the anger in his heart, turned around, and frowned into 'Chuan'. He was afraid that he would not be able to help it, and in the next second, he punched the man who was pretending.

Wen San saw Ye Jingsheng's expression, not annoyed, but proud in his heart. Without Ye Renfu, Ye Jingsheng is just a sheep in wolf's clothing. For him, there is no deterrent at all.

Wen San's eyes wandered, and after going around the Ye family's courtyard, his gaze fell on the woman standing beside Ye Jingsheng.

The woman is dressed in plain clothes, but she is as delicate and beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water, and she is so pure that people can't take their eyes off it.

Su Wan looked at Ye Jingsheng on her body, holding the young man's hand with both hands. The boy's palm was large, as large as if an open palm could wrap her hands together. It's just that

Su Wan felt cold all over, as if a gaze had been staring at her. Su Wan followed the feeling and looked at each other.

Wen San was slightly stunned, and when he saw Su Wan looking over, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth added a lot of ruffian to Wen San.

Su Wan only felt that the back bones were bubbling cold, and subconsciously dodged behind Ye Jingsheng and clenched Ye Jingsheng's hand.

Ye Jingsheng noticed Su Wan's abnormality, reached out and hugged Su Wan into his arms, and gently patted Su Wan's back.

Wen San saw the person who was hugged into Ye Jingsheng's arms, his eyes sank a little, and his face became gloomy. Then he restrained his emotions, turned around and arched his hand towards Ye Qianzhong, and clenched his fists, "Mr. Ye, the junior is bothering today, so I will leave." ”

Ye Qianzhong's eyelids raised, but his face looked very serious, facing Wen San, he just nodded.

When Wen San walked out of the Ye family with Shen Hang, his eyes fell on Guan An, who was dressed in regular clothes on the side. Wen San frowned slightly, and then walked out quickly.

"Mr. Wen, this Ye Jingsheng really doesn't know how to lift. You condescended to come to mourn, and he dared to show you a face, he really didn't know how to lift up! Shen Hang followed behind Wen San and said with a thought in his mouth.

Wen San's footsteps stopped. Shen Hang was unexpected, and quickly stopped, seeing Wen San, who was only a few points away, Shen Hang was so frightened that he took a few steps back, retreating a little hurriedly, and his steps stumbled and almost fell.

"Mr. Wen..."Shen Hang lowered his head, looking very respectful.

Wen San turned around, his brows furrowed, and his gaze was a little sharp, "When."

You've become so much talkative, too! ”

When Shen Hang heard this, his heart beat faster with fright, and he was nervous, "Mr. Wen, I'm sorry, I... It's my mouth, it's my mouth..."Shen Hang raised his hand and palmed his mouth.

The crisp slap sound was exceptionally clear and loud in the empty alley.

"That's it!" Wen San frowned a little when he saw the man with a red handprint on his face, "Has Ye Renfu's body been found?" ”

Shen Hang stopped moving, a little weak-hearted, "No... Nope..."

As soon as the words fell, Wen San raised his foot and gave Shen Hang a kick.

Shen Hang fell heavily to the ground, only to feel that Qigu fell painfully. In order not to make a sound, Shen Hang bit his lower lip and just snorted.

"Useless stuff!" Wen San was already angry, "Give you three more days, if you can't find Ye Renfu's body, you will jump into the sea for me!" Wen San scolded angrily, making Shen Hang tremble all over.

Three days?

Such a big piece of sea, I don't know where it was washed up? How can it be found in three days?!

Shen Hang only felt that he was in a cold sweat all over his body, as if he had predicted his end in three days.

——

Su Yan's mourning hall had been set up in the courtyard of the Ye family's house for three days, until the third day, when it was bright, bursts of suona sound blew in the courtyard of the Ye family. The music is long, very sad and desolate.

Ye Jingsheng held a photo of Ye Renfu, followed by the people of the Ye family, a long line, divided into two teams, in the middle was a coffin carried by eight people, and a few of Su Yan's favorite clothes were placed in front of him.

The one who cried the most was Ami, Xiaowen hugged Ami, and couldn't help but cry along with Ami's cry.

Mr. Su is such a good person, how can he say that he is gone...... It's really eyeless......

Xiaowen cried but didn't dare to cry too loudly, for fear of causing a bigger reaction from Ami next to him. So I only dared to sobbed quietly, crying, and all I could think about in my mind was the scene when Mr. Su was the chief steward of the Ye family and led them to manage the cloth village.

At that time, the years were so quiet, but why did everything change in a blink of an eye......

The sound of suona seems to have endless sorrow and sadness. The music reverberates in mid-air. The people who passed by and did things around stopped one after another, stopped what they were doing, and looked over.

Seeing the mourning procession across the long street, someone in the crowd let out a sigh. It's like a lit introduction, and in all directions, there is a discussion. At first, it was only a whisper, two or three people whispered, but then gradually the voice became louder, and the number of people talking about it increased.

"Alas, it's a pity, Ye Renfu is such a good child, how can you say that it is gone......"

"Who's to say it isn't? It's a pity, I heard that I haven't married yet, really, I lost my life at a young age, and there are no bones left......"

"No bones?"

The lady who was selling vegetables on the side frowned puzzled.

"No, I heard it fell into the sea. It was that night, the night of the storm......"

"Oh......"

Everyone responded and said that they remembered that night.

"The storm on the night I dropped my mother was really big, I grew so big, and it was the first time I had seen such a big storm. I heard that the waves were lifted by the wind for dozens of meters that night......" The woman on the side was full of exaggeration, and what she said made everyone pat their breasts, and their hearts were palpitating, and their hearts were palpitating.

"It's really fate, it's time for him to come to an end......," a middle-aged man frowned and said very deeply.

When the words fell, the women in the four corners had no good looks for this middle-aged man.

"It's really good at saying cool things, it's not your son who fell into the sea and died!" A woman was not angry, so she came up and scolded the middle-aged man.

"It's just ......"

The women in all directions echoed each other.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man had a long mouth, but finally closed his mouth and chose to be silent.

I saw the funeral procession walking farther and farther, looking in the direction of the mountain behind the town.

The villagers saw it and followed, and for a while the line seemed very long, and from the mountainside, it looked like a long worm winding up.

At the top of the mountain, a place with excellent feng shui. The villagers who knew recognized it at a glance, this was the ancestral tomb of the Ye family.

It was purchased by Mrs. Ye when he was alive, and it was filled with some respected predecessors of the Ye family.

"Isn't this Ye Renfu already recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors? Why is it still buried in the ancestral grave of the Ye family? ”

Some people couldn't understand it, so they said their thoughts, and for a while, the onlookers began to talk again, like boiling water, Weng buzzed non-stop.

In the end, it was a man who stopped the commotion, "He recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors before his surname Ye, and the Ye family raised him." He is still the righteous son of Master Ye, so he was buried in the Ye family's ancestral grave, which is also said to be in the past! ”

The man's answer was unanimously agreed by everyone in the crowd, and the cacophony of the crowd gradually faded away.

Ye Qianzhong walked to his father's tombstone and bowed, then looked at the tombstone in front of him on crutches and pondered for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't seem to be thinking about anything.

"Let's go—"

With his lips open, Ye Qianzhong led everyone into a newly dug cemetery on the side, the long, narrow and narrow pit was just the shape of a coffin.

I saw that the eight people carrying the coffin carried the coffin from different directions, and carefully put the coffin into the earthen pit.

"Young Master—"

Ami stumbled over, holding the excavated soil in his palm, still damp, and cold in his hand.

In such a cool place, how can the young master live here-

"Young Master—Young Master—"

Ami cried heartbreakingly, and Su Wan on the side couldn't bear it anymore, so she hid in Ye Jingsheng's arms and cried quietly.

Ye Jingsheng's eye circles are red,

In the past three days, he has been keeping watch in the mourning hall and has not closed his eyes. In the past three days, he has recalled all the things that have happened in the past 20 years.

"From childhood to adulthood, big brother, you have been protecting me. And I've been hiding behind you, but this time, big brother is useless, I'm sorry for you......"

Ye Jingsheng thought about it and couldn't help but shed tears. Ye Jingsheng raised his head at forty-five degrees, he didn't want to, he didn't want to act so vulnerable.

"But, big brother, if I become strong enough, will you come back......"

Ye Qianzhong saw Ami who was screaming, and he was very uncomfortable crying, looked at the guy on the side, and waved his hand.

When the man saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward and took Amila, who was lying next to the dirt pit, away.

"Let go of me—let go of me—you let go of me—" Ami roared, roaring, and her voice hoarse, like a lion that had gone mad.

"Ami, Ami, calm down—"

Seeing this, Xiaowen stepped forward and hugged Ami tightly to prevent him from self-harm. Seeing this, several guys took the opportunity to control Ami.

"Let go of me—you let go of me—young master—"

Ami was pressed to the ground by several people, but he could only watch the coffin gradually being lowered into the dirt pit.

"No—young master—"

(End of chapter)