Chapter 602: Awakening

Deng Chaozhong looked at the chess game on the table for a long time, looked up at Jiang Yang and said, "Remember to eat dumplings at night." ”

Jiang Yang said: "This is my family matter. ”

Deng Chaozhong also said: "The results of the review will come out soon, and you should be calm during this period." ”

Jiang Yang said: "This is also my family matter. ”

Deng Chaozhong glanced at Jiang Yang meaningfully, got up and left the courtyard.

Jiang Yang raised his head and looked at the snowflakes that kept falling in the sky.

Er Ya let the kitchen cook the dumplings, put them on the dining table in the main hall of the South Garden, and choked up and called everyone.

Everyone sat at the table, bowing their heads and sobbing, choking up, holding hot dumplings in their hands.

Jiang Yang glanced back at the white cloth, and then said, "Don't wait for him, let's eat first." ”

After that, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up the hot dumplings and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them twice and swallowed them directly, one after another, until he devoured them, like a homeless man who had been hungry for seven days and seven nights.

For the next few days, everyone spent the time in mourning, and the whole Anhuai scene was extremely silent.

Jiang Yang seemed to be aware of everything around him, and from time to time he would lift the white cloth on An Shengsen's body, and then muttered to himself.

Erya said that on the night of the third day, a man's cry came from the wing room in the East Garden, and the voice was heartbreaking, and the ghost cried wolf.

Duan Yusheng said that he had never seen Jiang Yang like this, as if he had become another person, and he was even a little nervous.

"The Sword Comes"

Zu Shengdong and Bancun said that with their understanding of Jiang Yang, he would definitely turn Huazhou upside down in the next few days and take revenge on all those involved in this matter. But he didn't do that, but Mu Mu muttered about the old man's aftermath. For the investigation from Kyoto, he was obedient and cooperated. He is even more deaf to the cynicism of others.

So much so that when the father and son of the Qin family came to the door to fake their mourning, Jiang Yang would even wear linen and filial piety from An Shengsen's mourning hall all the way to the door to greet him.

Anna said that her brother had been quiet and terrible these days, and he had not shed a single tear or spoken a word. On the day of the wake, whenever someone comes to mourn, he will kowtow to others. When others stretched out their hands to pull him, he stood up, but when others did not pull him, he kept kneeling.

Chen Lan said that his head was full of bruises, he was kowtowing, and his knees were swollen and high, and he was kneeling. One night, he said in his dreams and called Dad. It was the only time she'd heard him speak in all her days.

The once unruly man who always looked like he was on top was in stark contrast to the man kneeling in the snow with a haggard face like a homeless man.

It makes many people feel distressed, and it also makes many people secretly proud.

Especially the "monkeys" who succeeded.

There's nothing more enjoyable than having your enemies bow their heads, especially someone like Jiang Yang, who is arrogant by nature.

It's the thrill after conquest.

When An Shengsen was cremated, it was Jiang Yang who put him into the furnace with his own hands, and the fire burned his flesh and made a "squeak" sound.

When the stove was opened, Jiang Yang personally used a shovel to put the burned bones into small pieces into a jar wrapped in yellow cloth.

Because the burn was too broken, the shovel couldn't pick it up, so Jiang Yang grabbed it with his hands and held it with his hands until the ashes were clean and all of them were put into the jar.

Interestingly, the crematorium was built by An Shengsen at the expense of the city.

At that time, An Shengsen said that if people die and are buried directly in the ground, they will be bitten by insects and eaten by dogs. He didn't want the people of Huazhou to even have a place to burn themselves after they died, so he had this place later.

At the gate of the crematorium, there is also a word "An" written on it.

Jiang Yang held An Shengsen's urn and appeared at the door.

The seven daughters fell to their knees, weeping silently.

Jiang Yang glanced at the word "An" and bent down into the car.

The convoy started slowly and headed towards Qionghua Mountain.

There are buried the most important people of An Shengsen, his relatives, lovers, and friends.

When he died, he probably wanted to be buried there.

Jiang Yang guessed that his mind should be like this.

On the same day that An Shengsen was cremated, the results of the review of An Shengsen and the Tang Group came out.

There is no problem with An Shengsen, but the Qionghua Mountain Scenic Area still has to be taken back.

There is no problem with the Tang Group, from this moment on, whether it is Jiang Yang, Duan Yusheng, and An Shengsen's daughters, they are all free.

The call was made by Deng Chaozhong himself, who repeatedly emphasized that the return of the Qionghua Mountain Scenic Area was confessed by An Shengsen before his death, and asked Jiang Yang not to do anything out of line. Jiang Yang hung up the phone after hearing this, not happy, nor angry, nor did he give any emotion.

On this day, the Qionghua Mountain Scenic Area was temporarily closed, and all members of the Red Star Security Company were dispatched, with a total of 3,755 people.

From the foot of Qionghua Mountain to the top of the mountain, all the guards were fully armed.

The top of the mountain, the corner.

On the right side of the tombstone of the "Tomb of Acacia Flowers", there is a tomb of "An Shengsen".

The crowd knelt on either side and cried.

Jiang Yang gently put the urn into the hole, and then put a teapot next to the urn, and then closed the stone bolt.

Qionghua Mountain is very high, as if it has narrowed the distance with the sky and the dark clouds.

In front of An Shengsen's tombstone, only Jiang Yang stood alone.

He was on his knees all these days, only today he was standing.

Perhaps everyone was tired of crying, and the top of the mountain was quiet.

Jiang Yang took Jinghu from Erya's hand, and gently pushed and pulled his right arm, and the harsh sound echoed at the top of the mountain.

"Piercing the ......!!! of the Forest"

"Crossing the snow ~~~~~ plain~~~~~~~~ ah, ~~~~~~!!!!"

"Outwitting Tiger Mountain" sang again, and it was still the one that An Shengsen sang in the yard, Jinghu was as ugly and out of tune.

The only difference is that the last time was in the yard of the house, this time it was on the top of Qionghua Mountain.

Last time the crowd was standing and listening, this time they were kneeling.

Last time there was applause, not this time. Last time, An Shengsen was singing, and this time it was Jiang Yang singing.

Last time, it was a collaboration between father and son.

And this time, only Jiang Yang was performing alone.

worked very hard to perform, so hard that everyone could clearly see the green tendons on his neck, and he sang hysterically, heartbreaking, and sang through everyone's hearts.

"Angry ~~~~~~~!!!"

The sky rumbled with a dull sound, and dark clouds rolled in.

"Oh~~~~~ Xiao Han! ~~Ah~~~~Ah~~~~~~~!! ”

Jiang Yang's face was full of stubble, his eyes were bloodshot, his black coat and knees were full of mud, he held Jinghu in his hand, and his voice was loud.

Scenes about An Shengsen echoed in my mind.

When playing chess with the old man.

When singing opera with the old man.

Before going to country M, when I was partying in the backyard of the base.

After returning home, the old man waited for his return late at night......

His eyes were moist unconsciously, Jiang Yang sang and sang, his voice was already crying, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't even see the words on the tombstone.

Unconsciously, it was as if a seed was quietly buried in his heart, taking root and sprouting.

"Poof......!"

His throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spilled on the ground, and Jiang Yang's legs fell to the ground with weakness.

The crowd was shocked and quickly rushed forward to surround him.

In front of him, there are concerned faces.

A voice kept echoing in my head.

"If this era is wrong, then turn it upside down completely......"

"You're all going to die!!"

The weak Jiang Yang was half-lying under the support of everyone, as if he had changed a person, and even the air became delicate.

It's anger.

He had removed the only shackle that could bind him, and he had a reason to break free.

From this moment on, there will be no one who can stop the man's steps from where he goes.

He metamorphosed.