Chapter 1140 Except Your Death
On the first day of the morgue, Han Qian stood at the door of his sixth grandmother’s yard wearing a black suit. Opposite him was Cai Qinghu, who was also wearing a black dress. Han Qian’s There are white mourning belts on the sleeves.
The relatives at home are here.
Han Qian bowed down to salute the elders in his family, and just nodded lightly to say hello, not knowing what to say.
It was not done in a big way. While feeling sad, Han Qian felt very embarrassed and could not hold his head up.
At night, Han Qian stood guard in the mourning hall and whispered softly.
The next day, Han Jiayi and Beloved came back. As soon as Han Jia entered the mourning hall, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Beloved stood aside and bowed down. The two children did not speak, but stood quietly in the mourning hall. They lowered their heads to accompany their mothers.
Neither of the two children were afraid of the mourning hall. Both of them had personally experienced people dying in front of them, and Han Jiayi had even killed someone with his own hands.
Han Qian's second aunt came with his family. The second aunt squatted on the ground and burned the paper. Han Qian's cousin also burned the paper. But at this moment, the cousin's child was suddenly kicked over. He picked up the paper-burning brazier in front of him.
Seeing this, Yan Qingqing frowned and scolded.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
Han Qian's cousin was busy holding her child, frowning.
"What are you arguing with a child about? He is only eight years old and he doesn't understand anything yet!"
After saying this, the two children Han Jiayi and Han Chong'er suddenly let go of themselves The mother's hand rushed forward, Han Qian kicked the boy who should be called brother in the stomach, and Beloved raised his fleshy little hand.
Pop!
A crisp slap in the face silenced the entire mourning hall. Beloved waved his hand and whispered to Han Qian's cousin.
"Cousin, I am also a child. You don't know the same as me, right?"
Han Qian's cousin's face changed, and she quickly pulled her son into her arms, as if Now protected by his mother, this ignorant child raised his head and cried loudly, pointing at Beloved and cursing.
"Damn Fatty! Damn Fatty! Damn Fatty!"
Beloved was not angry either, stretched out his hand and patted the back of Han Jiayi's head, saying softly.
"Keep a close eye, and when my cousin can't see, knock out his teeth with rocks!"
At this time, the second aunt who had been silent until now spoke up and scolded.
"Little Beloved, what are you talking about? Why aren't you finished yet?"
Beloved said with a pout.
"I'm young and ignorant. I don't understand three-seven-four-five-six. What's wrong? I haven't finished kicking my great-grandmother's funeral brazier! Next time, this embarrassing thing in your house will be Don’t take it outside.”
Little Beloved is not a good-tempered girl. How can a girl who grew up with Luo Shen suffer?
The second aunt's face turned blue with anger. She turned her head and looked at Han Qian who was standing at the door, leaning on the door with his head down and a cigarette in his mouth, and screamed.
"Little Han Qian, do you still care about your daughter?"
Han Qian raised his head and looked at his second aunt and said softly.
“My second uncle has done two things wrong in his life. The first thing is to marry you, and the second thing is to be soft-hearted when he buried her alive a few years ago.”
Then Han Qian looked at his second uncle squatting not far away and shouted.
"Second uncle, you handle your own family affairs yourself."
Han Qian's second uncle nodded, stood up, looked at his daughter and daughter-in-law, and walked forward He grabbed the two people's arms and dragged them away. As soon as Han Jia saw this, he wanted to follow them out, but Han Qian's big hand grabbed the back collar.
You can't really listen to Beloved's words and smash the child's teeth. After all, calling yourself uncle, slapping him and kicking him is enough.
Kneeling on the ground and arranging the brazier, Han Qian knelt in front of the coffin with his head lowered. Then Cai Qinghu knelt beside Han Qian, with the gold pocket watch given to her by Grandma Liu hanging around her neck. This was also Grandma Liu. He only recognized Cai Qinghu as his grandson's wife.
Maybe it's a bit biased, but it's a pity that Grandma Six doesn't have two gold watches.
Wen Nuan and Nursery Rhymes did not come to the mourning hall, Qian'er's mother fell ill.
After dark, Han Qian, who had not slept a wink, fell asleep leaning on the coffin. Little Beloved could not bear the sleepiness and went to sleep. The father and son were the only ones left in the mourning hall.
Han Jiayi knelt in front of the coffin and burned paper money one by one, exchanging candles.
In the latter part of the night, Han Qian, who was leaning against the coffin with his eyes closed, spoke.
"Go to bed when you're sleepy. Your grandpa will be here soon."
Han Jiayi ignored Han Qian and was minding his own business.
Han Qian took a deep breath and Han Jiayi said softly.
“Shameful.”
Han Qian nodded vigorously.
"It's quite embarrassing. This person is so embarrassed that I don't dare to look up and see anyone. Do you see? You can't imitate me in the future."
Han Jiayi was silent again. He didn't want to talk to Han Qian, and he didn't know. What should be said until dawn, Han Jia stood up.
"I have returned to the capital. If nothing else happens, I will not come back until I reach adulthood, except for your death."
Han Qian waved his hand, and Han Jia turned around and strode out of the yard. After going out and opening the door of the BMW, Liu Shengge said softly.
“Take a nap if you feel sleepy.”
Han Jia hummed and lay down on the chair and closed his eyes. At a young age, he understood many things, but there were many things he couldn't understand.
What's the use of being so harsh on an old lady?
In addition to irritating Han Qian, does it have any other effect?
After the BMW left, the old man came. Looking at the decadent Han Qian sitting on the ground, the old man whispered.
“It’s not your fault, it’s my problem.”
Han Qian closed his eyes and sighed.
"The people have been found. They are Zhao Zhiqiang and Wei Si Teng from Binhai. As for whether there are others, I don't know. I will go back to Binhai soon. I will go back by myself, and everyone else will stay here."
The old man whispered.
"I had a rest last night, just leave it all to me."
Han Qian stood up and patted the old man on the shoulder.
"Don't leave me again. Too many people have left me in the past two years. Cheetah and Nier came with Beloved. There are some problems in Luoshen's family and they can't come over. If anything happens, just let Beloved handle them. I Back."
When Han Qian stood up, he almost fell into the brazier. The old man held his son's arm.
Han Qian is gone. Grandma Liu’s burial time will conflict with the auction. If this auction is canceled, it will be very difficult to hold it again next time. It will be next week at the earliest. , there will be too many changes in one week.
In Binhai, Wei Si Teng looked at Lin Zongheng who suddenly appeared in the living room at home. He was slightly surprised. Lin Zongheng raised his head and looked at Wei Si Teng and smiled.
"You were worthless in my eyes at first, but now that you can let someone kill Han Qian's sixth grandmother, you are priceless in my heart." Wei Si Teng frowned and said in a low voice.
"Let's go out and say, don't talk about these things in front of the children."
Lin Zongheng glanced at the child standing in the kitchen, and then smiled.
"What? You have done something and now you don't dare to admit it? Stop being so hypocritical and come with me."
Wei Si Teng shook his head.
"I can't go with you."
After saying that, Lin Zongheng stood up and made two simple moves that made Wei Si Teng lie on the ground like a hooked prawn. Lin Zongheng grabbed Wei Si Teng hair, whispered.
"I can't make a deal with Han Qian if I don't take you away. I don't understand how your brain got into the Yamen Gate?"
Forcibly drag the person out. After entering the room, Lin Zongheng turned his head and looked at the child standing stupidly in the kitchen, and curled his lips.
"Don't act like an idiot like your dad. Take a closer look at your dad. If you dare to call the police, this will be the last time you see him."
He didn't care whether the child would leave a psychological shadow, and whether he died or not had nothing to do with him.
Lin Zongheng went downstairs and looked at the two men from District 8 lying on the ground. Then he looked at Liu Shengge standing in front of him and smiled.
"You have already captured Zhao Zhiqiang. Don't be so greedy. These two trash have no brains. Even if Han Qian doesn't kill them, the people around him will not agree."
Liu Shengge nodded.
"Yes, I know! So I want to take away the Wei Si Teng in your hand. My son nagged me a few words. As a father, you must satisfy your son's little wish."
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Lin Zongheng laughed.
"Liu Shengge! Are you so willing to raise a son for Han Qian?"
Liu Shengge shook his head.
"Whoever raises his son is his son. There are not so many crooked truths. Let go of Wei Si Teng and I will let you go."
"What if I don't let him go?"
"Then don't leave, both of you."
Wei Tiancheng's voice suddenly appeared in their ears. Lin Zongheng turned his head and looked to the west. Wei Tiancheng was carrying a baseball bat behind him. Followed by dozens of young people with tattoos of dragons and phoenixes, holding various things.
No matter what, there must be fifty or sixty people.
Watching Wei Tiancheng approaching step by step, Lin Zongheng smiled.
"Okay, okay! Wei Tiancheng, Wei Tiancheng, letting you live in the first place was really my father's biggest failure!"
After the words fell, a rich voice followed.
“Your father’s failure is not just one or two!”
Lin Zongheng turned his head.
Tu Xiao, whose right hand was tightly wrapped in a bandage, came from the east side of the community, followed by Guan Junbiao and Xiao Hai, followed by twenty or thirty sturdy men in black and white gloves.
Wei Tiancheng lit a cigar and shouted with a smile.
"What's wrong, Tu Xiao? Is there no one over there? Just bring this little rubbish here?"
Tu Xiao was too lazy to talk to Wei Tiancheng, and Wei Tiancheng pointed at Wei Si Teng in Lin Zongheng's hand.
"Put me down, you can get out."
Lin Zongheng squinted at Wei Tiancheng and sneered.
“Do you know who you are talking to?”
Wei Tiancheng chuckled, waved to the young people behind him, and said with a smile.
"Do you want to drive a Mercedes-Benz? Do you want to live in a villa? Opportunities are reserved for those with courage."
Looking at these young people who do not know their importance, Lin Zongheng let go of Wei Si Teng Put your hands up.
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving! But this eunuch doesn't have much bargaining chips."
Tu Xiao chuckled.
"You don't need to worry, we have already contacted Qu Ledi and offered Zhao Zhiqiang in exchange for Liu Shengge, otherwise Liu Shengge will become a commodity to be auctioned."
Lin Zongheng said with a smile.
"Can I take a look at the excitement? Boss Wei, Boss Tu."
The two of them were too lazy to talk to Lin Zongheng, and now this bastard was about to be burned to ashes by anger.
About half an hour later, Qu Ledi drove over and dropped Zhao Zhiqiang, who was tied up tightly. Then he pulled Liu Shengge, who was very unwilling, into the car. After getting in the car, Liu Shengge felt Blood pressure is a bit high.
He shouldn't come over to disrupt Lin Zongheng's situation, but if he didn't come, it would be out of Liu Shengge's character.
After Liu Shengge left, Tu Xiao looked at Lin Zongheng.
“You also want to make products?”
Lin Zongheng shrugged.
“You two don’t dare to catch me, just scare Qu Ledi.”
Tu Xiao grabbed Zhao Zhiqiang and smiled at Wei Tiancheng.
"Wei Si Teng gave it to you. I'll take Zhao Zhiqiang away first. It's a bit noisy here."
Wei Tiancheng said with a smile.
"That's it."
The two groups walked very fast. Lin Zongheng's face turned green when he was standing there, but just when he was about to leave, Xiao Song came .
"Director Lin, I called the police just now, claiming that you were suspected of kidnapping."
Lin Zongheng raised his hands and looked at Xiao Song.
"Look in which pockets I can hide people. You can search them. When you find them, you can kill any of my nine tribes."
(End of this chapter)