Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 804 No One Dares to Help

Ma Weiren was so anxious that he almost cried: "Uncle Jin, open the door, what happened?

If I did anything wrong.

You can criticize me or scold me.

Can't I change it?"

There was no movement inside again.

Ye Changqing was so angry that he kicked the door and roared, "Jin Laba, is this how you do things?

You accepted the gift.

You're stopping the funeral and letting the dead wait for you. How can this be justified?"

Pah~ A pack of cigarettes was thrown out from above the iron gate, fell to the ground, and rolled to Ye Changqing's feet.

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He threw out eight packets of cigarettes in a row.

Then immediately the voice of the golden trumpet was heard: "I've given you the cigarettes, you can go now."

Ye Changqing shouted towards the door: "I'm not asking you for anything.

I want to know what happened?”

There was silence for a long time inside the iron gate. When Ye Changqing was about to speak again, the voice of the golden trumpet suddenly rang out again: "You have offended someone.

I didn't dare to help, not only that I didn't dare to go.

In the entire Majiazhuang, no one dared to help!"

Offended someone?

Ye Changqing looked at Ma Weiren: "Do you know who you offended?"

Ma Weiren frowned and thought hard. After a while, his eyes suddenly widened: "It's Zhang Chuanlu, it must be Zhang Chuanlu.

Apart from him, no one else has such great power."

Zhang Chuanlu?

This was the first time Ye Changqing heard this name and was confused: "Who is Zhang Chuanlu?"

Ma Weiren gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Jiangang's father is the richest businessman in town.

He must be here to seek revenge."

A sigh came from inside the big iron gate: "Alas, you could have offended anyone else, but you had to offend him.

The whole village was so scared that no one dared to help your family.

I can't afford to offend you!"

Ma Weiren remembered that his father's icy coffin was still in the mourning shed in the yard, and he was suddenly anxious: "What should I do? What about my father's funeral?"

Ye Changqing said with a gloomy face: "Let's go back first."

On the way back, neither of them spoke.

When I was still more than a hundred meters away from my home, I saw that the door was surrounded by people, three layers inside and three layers outside.

There are also several large machines parked at the door.

Ye Changqing was shocked when he saw this situation: "Something happened!"

Ma Weiren was so anxious that he ran and shouted, "My father's body is still at home."

Ye Changqing was immediately furious: "They actually disturbed the funeral.

They are courting death!"

As the angry voice came out of his mouth, his right hand clenched into a fist.

Ma Weiren suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Changqing's sleeve: "Don't, don't be anxious, we have an explanation here.

Nothing can go wrong at the funeral, otherwise the family will be in turmoil.

During the funeral, the corpse must not be disturbed, and the funeral ceremony must not be interrupted.

Otherwise, my father won’t be able to rest in peace in the underworld.”

Ye Changqing was worried that Mr. Ma Xiangfu's body would be disturbed, so he didn't think about what Ma Weiren said. "Just tell me what you mean."

Ma Weiren was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to need to explain. After thinking for a while, he said, "No accidents, no fighting, and no bloodshed or death.

That’s roughly what I remember it saying.”

Ye Changqing was furious when he heard this: "What kind of bullshit is this? Are we just going to let others bully us today?"

Thump~

At this moment, a roar was heard in the distance. Ye Changqing turned around and saw the people surrounding the door retreating quickly.

Then a wall collapsed onto the road, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Ye Changqing's eyes were filled with anger, and he stretched out his hand to push Ma Weiren away: "This is too much!

The house will be demolished!"

Just as he was about to quicken his pace, his legs suddenly tightened.

Looking down, I saw Ma Weiren kneeling on the ground, hugging his legs tightly.

He was suddenly startled and reached out to pull Ma Weiren up: "What are you doing?

How can you kneel down?

Wake up! "

Ma Weiren looked at Ye Changqing and begged, "Please, don't do it. I've seen your methods and I know you're powerful.

I know you're trying to protect me.

But today I beg you.

It's my father's funeral, please don't do anything!"

Ye Changqing pointed to the dusty place in the distance and said, "Your house has been demolished.

Do you still want me to endure it?

Is a funeral so important?"

He lives in the countryside. On Qingming Festival, Lantern Festival and October 1st, he would go to his grandfather's grave to burn incense and paper and pay tribute to him.

But he is not superstitious, he just thinks it is a way to miss his loved ones.

I don't believe in ghosts or gods.

So he felt that the funeral was not that important.

Compared to a funeral, protecting the family is more important. Ma Weiren knelt and cried, "Please, I heard a lot of things in prison.

I heard that my father cut off all ties with my brother because of me.

For my sake, my family farmed twelve acres of land. He was already over eighty years old, but he still farmed twelve acres of land. Nowadays, young people are unwilling to farm because it is too tiring.

He is an old man in his eighties, and I know the hardships involved.

He also often went to cut mugwort and dig herbs in the mountains.

He has done so much for me.

I thought I could fulfill my filial duty by coming out, but he was gone unexpectedly.

This was his last journey in this world.

My house was demolished, so it was demolished.

I don't care, I just want my dad to finish this journey in peace!"

Ye Changqing was furious when he heard this: "How can your father die peacefully like this?

If he knew, he would definitely break open the coffin and get out!"

Ma Weiren cried, "Please, Mr. Ye, I beg you, I don't want my father to suffer in the underworld, I don't want him to be unable to reincarnate.

I don’t want him to die in peace.”

Ye Changqing took a deep breath and felt that Ma Weiren was too emotional and had become irrational.

He felt that he had to stay rational, try to adjust his emotions, and then control his tone and voice, trying to speak in a calm and gentle voice: "Do you really believe in the afterlife?

Do you really believe that after death, the soul can go to the underworld?

Do you really believe that people will be reincarnated after they die?"

Ma Weiren raised his arm, wiped his tears, and stopped crying. He seemed to be thinking seriously about Ye Changqing's question. After a while, he said, "I... I don't believe it, but what can I do for my father?

This was the last thing that could be done for him.

If I miss this opportunity, there's nothing I can do.

My father has done so much for me. This is the only thing I can do for him.

As a son, let me do my filial duty!

As long as I can bury him peacefully, I would die!"

His voice became more and more resolute, and at the end, his tone sounded like a vow.

Definitely.

B.

Ye Changqing nodded silently: "Okay, I won't do anything.

To fulfill your wish, I endured it today!" He was very dissatisfied and extremely reluctant to endure it.

The word "forbearance" is like a knife in the heart.

Too painful.

But when you think about the Ma family from Shennong to the present, it has gone through thousands of years and been passed down for more than a hundred generations, and they have passed down Fumai to this day.

Let Fumai continue to cultivate new varieties and nurture generations of people on this land.

He is also a beneficiary.

It seems that we should do something for the Ma family.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and decided to endure it!

Seeing that Ye Changqing agreed, Ma Weiren stood up and hurriedly pushed through the crowd. As soon as he entered the crowd, he saw a large shovel of an excavator fell on the door.

squeak squeak~

The shovel rubbed against the reinforced concrete gate building, making a harsh friction sound.

A roar of an engine was heard.

The shovel continued to hit, and the gatehouse swayed and fell down!