"At that time, it won’t be a problem of separation. If you don’t have a big room or other rooms, won’t your old man be white?" Wang Zongtang glared at his eyes and said, "If you look at things in the long run, you should take one step and think three steps. Every day, you talk about splitting up. Have you thought about the details?"
Second child suddenly speechless.
Wang Zongtang leaned wearily against the car seat and sighed and said, "The old man has controlled the Wangs for so many years and managed hundreds of living villages. Songjiang, the second in command, takes him as a guest. Your little care can’t escape his eyes. He wants to talk to me today, but I refuse. This weakness is all in his eyes."
"Eldest brother …!"
"Stop talking about the car." Wang Zongtang didn’t want to talk about it and directly interrupted the second child.
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That night
After talking with Wang Zongtang, the heads of families did not communicate with Xiaoqin and Wang Zonghan again, but went back to the room to rest early because he planned to wait for Tianwangnan to finish the funeral and then tell the big room about his decision, and he also refused.
late night
Wen Beiliang came back from Songjiang to buy some things for the funeral. At the door, he happened to meet Wang Zonghan, who led a large group of messenger and his family to chat and talk on the steps.
"Hey, Wen, I was looking for you!" Wang Zonghan saw Wen Beiliang coming forward and pulled him aside. "Have you heard about the movement in Xinxiang?"
Wen Beiliang Zheng "What’s the noise?"
"Don’t play dumb. You’ll be surprised if you don’t hear it." Wang Zonghan replied in a low voice. "There are no outsiders here. You should say what you want to say."
Wen Beiliang thought for a few seconds and "heard"
"What did you hear?"
"Sanfangku fired a gun on the night of Zhang Qing’s death," Wen Beiliang replied with his head down, "Wang Zongtang’s brothers also went to Xinxiang."
"Just as I know," Wang Zonghan said through clenched teeth. "His wings are really hard."
Wen Beiliang embarrassed smile is not very good to answer the words.
"Old Wen, I’m telling you that every day after the funeral in the south, I’ll tell the master a showdown. If he doesn’t clean up the three rooms, I’ll clean up." Wang Zonghan said with a slightly tough tone at Wen Beiliang. "Then you have to help me speak in front of the master."
Wen Beiliang considered a long time to "do"
"Just like this" Wang Zonghan patted Wen Beiliang’s arm "Go in"
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At two or three in the morning
A man in Lifetown, Longcheng, urinated while unbuttoning his belt in an alley, and said, "There are people outside the courtyard, so you go to the east …"
Chapter 113 The night before the funeral
In the early hours of the morning, the elders of the Wang family courtyard came to attend the funeral, and all the people had gone back to their rooms to rest and prepare for the funeral early in the morning.
A few days ago, the brothers of the same generation in Wang Tiannan Hospital were unlucky, because the former had no children to keep their jobs and burn paper, so they could do it. These people chatted idly and sat at the round table near the wall and chatted.
"Who do you think Zhang Qing did?" A chubby asked purely have no words to find words.
"This also said? It must be three rooms! "
"Yes, I heard from my aunt that it was also a three-bedroom job." A burly young man whispered, "Ray from Baoshan not only informed our side, but also called the three rooms. They cut off the people from near and left when they finished."
"Affirmation"
Everyone echoed eating griddle and chatted with each other through this topic. In the middle, the chubby man didn’t carry his shoulders and shrank back. He shouted, "Give me another military coat and I’m fucking shivering with cold."
Not far from the steps, a thin young man is turning his head and looking at the dark outside the courtyard.
"God, what the fuck are you doing? Watching the moon?" Fat yelled again, "Help me get a military coat."
When I came to my senses, I conveniently pulled out a military coat from the box and stepped to the front of everyone and threw it at Fat. "Here, here, it’s really annoying to wear two pieces, but it’s too cold."
Fat took the military coat and turned around and glanced at the sky. He looked up and continued to look outside the courtyard and suddenly asked, "Are you really enjoying the moon?" What are you looking at? "
The sky turned around and frowned and scolded, "Why the fuck do I always feel that someone is staring at us?"
Everyone was stuck.
"What are you staring at?" Being fat is a bit hard to hear.
"I just feel that someone is staring at me outside the hospital." I rubbed my arm and gave me a whoosh and a cool breeze. "
When they heard this, they unconsciously glanced at the portrait of Tiannan in the living room and the coffin in the canopy, and they felt the hair blow up.
"Don’t fucking talk nonsense, you son of a bitch." Fat is a little timid. "We and Tiannan are good brothers … it’s impossible for him to stare at us when he comes back."
"Will you stop talking?" A young man across the street scolded very politely, "Why don’t you come back in this environment?"
"Say don’t say don’t" fat motioning with his hand.
The day slowly sat down and added, "I really feel someone looking into the courtyard."
"Are you fucking done?" Fat stare scold "you beep again and watch yourself here!" "
"Come on, don’t say it." The sky also waved "goodbye."
In this way, everyone immediately started talking about other topics, and soon forgot about it. On sensitive days, they always look out from time to time.
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