bayedsolid Chapter 410 Old thing
Chapter 410 Old thing
Chapter 410 Old Thing
Hua Tingxin hung up the phone and walked out the door, just in time to see his wife Takeda Kazumi texting with someone.
He walked over and said, “I have already informed them to prepare for action.
No need to contact me again.”
Takeda Kazumi put away her phone and said, “Okay, I hope things go well this time.
When you return, you will become the youngest president of the Takeda family."
Hua Tingxin's eyes showed excitement: "Okay, when I become the president, you will be the president's wife.
From now on, I will never be looked down upon in the Takeda family again."
not far away.
Dayang Hangtai was holding his cell phone, typing quickly, and seemed to be chatting with someone.
After a few minutes, he walked up to Hua Tingyun.
One hand quietly pinched Hua Tingyun's plump buttocks, and whispered: "Perform well.
After we finish our work today, let's go to the hotel tonight and I'll treat you.
I guarantee you’ll scream with joy.”
Hua Tingxin snorted: "You are annoying."
The yard was in a mess at this time.
The old headman directed the musicians to play funeral music, a mournful tune that sounded like weeping and complaining.
Everyone started to get busy, using a small crane to lift the coffin onto the car.
Everyone loaded incense burners and various paper figures onto the car.
Finally, we asked Hua Wangshan to lead the way and head straight to the Hua family’s ancestral tomb in Huangfeng Village.
It was completely dark when we arrived. Under the illumination of several car headlights, the old boss was directing the work.
The grave pit was covered with a layer of five-colored grains: golden corn, coffee-colored barley, silver-gray soybeans, dark black buckwheat, and light yellow wheat.
Seven copper coins were placed on the five-colored grains, forming the Big Dipper.
Finally, he directed the crane to lower the coffin into the grave, and the excavator sealed the grave in less than ten minutes.
The old headman walked up to Huawangshan and said: "The five-colored rice coffin symbolizes the promotion and wealth of future generations.
The Big Dipper symbolizes good fortune for future generations.
Even after they pass away, the elderly will still protect their children and grandchildren."
He said this to make the people who paid happy.
This is his experience in this business over a long period of time, so when he asks for money, he will definitely repeat it.
Upon hearing this, Hua Wangshan said coldly, "What blessing for future generations? His children should be struck by lightning!"
If he knew about the five-colored rice and the Big Dipper, he would know the meaning behind them.
He will definitely stop it.
He was completely disappointed with his brother's three children.
……
The old boss froze in place, staring blankly at Huawang Mountain.
Don't know what to say.
It was the first time he heard someone hope for the death of their offspring.
He originally wanted money, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Hua Wangshan spoke again: "What should we do next?"
The old headman pointed at the paper figures on the ground and said, "Next, it's up to your relatives to offer sacrifices and burn the paper cranes of the boys and girls. Our work is done."
We should go..."
Having said that, he looked at Huawang Mountain eagerly.
Hua Wangshan nodded, turned around and waved at Hua Tingxin: "Give me the money!"
Hua Tingxin walked up and spoke in a particularly loud voice: "I'll give you the money, and I'll take full responsibility for my father's affairs."
Seeing Hua Tingxin's bold words, the old man laughed and exaggerated: "Although the old man is dead, he is blessed. The children he raised are not only filial, but also capable and generous with money."
Hua Tingxin smiled politely: "It's as I should, it's all as I should."
Beside him, Hua Wangshan couldn't bear to see Hua Tingxin showing off, so he snorted coldly, "Filial piety is bullshit.
What a beast! "
Hua Tingxin's face suddenly turned red, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, but disappeared in an instant.
He paid the bill and waved to the old boss: "Goodbye."
The old man frowned. When the funeral attendants left, they would never say goodbye because it was unlucky.
The host cannot say goodbye if he really wants to say anything.
Only three words are needed.
Thanks for your hard work.
But this guy actually said goodbye, and he shook his head silently, thinking to himself: "Goodbye is just another funeral.
There is no need to worry about bad luck when saying this.
The old ones speak strangely, and the young ones, who are in their teens and 10s, don't understand the rules. This family is really weird."
The people from the funeral company left and the car drove away.
Without the illumination of the car lights, the cemetery suddenly became dark.
In the light of candles and incense, six people can be vaguely seen.
Hua Tingxin stood with Takeda Kazumi.
Hua Tingyun and Dayang Aerospace stood side by side.
Ye Changqing stood with Hua Wangshan.
Six people, divided into three groups and standing in a three-way tripod.
Hey ~
Hua Wangshan sighed. He was old, and after two days and one night of tossing and turning, he was too tired to lift his legs.
But Hua Tingxin and Hua Tingyun, the brother and sister, didn't know how to burn the paper-made items.
It seems that I have no choice but to burn it myself.
Walk to the cemetery, light the candle with a piece of yellow paper, and then light the paper.
Suddenly, two cars came towards this side from a distance.
He looked back and saw two cars parked next to the cemetery in the blink of an eye. He thought they were friends who came to pay tribute to his brother. He waved his hand a few times, the fire on the yellow paper went out, and he walked towards them.
The car door opens.
Seven young men got out of the car.
Hua Wangshan saw the seven young men and stopped. "Who are you looking for?"
My brother’s friends should be in their forties.
These young men were obviously not his brother's friends, so he asked this question.
The seven young men didn't even look at Hua Wangshan, but walked straight up to Hua Tingxin and said respectfully, "Mr. Hua, Miss Takeda.
We are here.”
Hua Tingxin waved his hand, and seven people walked up and stood behind Hua Tingfeng.
Under the dim light of the candle, a hint of danger flowed in the hazy atmosphere. Hua Wangshan frowned when he saw this scene. What did this nephew want to do?
The funeral hasn't ended yet, yet so many strong men are called in.
What does he want to do?
Seeing this, Dayang Hangtai took Hua Tingyun's hand and turned away.
Hua Tingyun was a little reluctant: "Don't go, not yet..."
Before he could finish his sentence, his mouth was covered and he was dragged away staggeringly.
Hua Tingxin was a little surprised that her second sister was so sensible.
Now it's even simpler.
He looked at Hua Wangshan and said, “Uncle, I paid for my father’s funeral.
My father is now buried in peace, and as a son, I have fulfilled my filial duty."
Hua Wangshan's face turned pale. He only paid for the ceremony, but they actually said they held a funeral. He was so angry that he cursed, "How dare you say that.
Your father is dead and stinking in the house, where is he, you beast?
You come back and don't even take care of his appearance.
It was I, an old man, who cleaned it up for him.
How dare you boast of filial piety?"
Hua Tingxin had a blank expression on his face: "Don't talk to me about those useless things.
No matter what, my father has been laid to rest, and I have done my best.
Now I carry on his legacy.
Very reasonable! "
Hua Wangshan was so angry that he was shaking: "Fuck your mother's reasoning.
You can inherit whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me.
I don't want to see you! Get out!
Hua Tingyun said with a cold face, "Old man, are you pretending to be confused with me?
I want the book "Taiping Huimin Hejijufang"!
Hand over the medical book and we will be strangers from now on.
Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude! "
After saying that, he waved his hand, and the seven people immediately dispersed and surrounded Hua Wangshan and Ye Changqing.