Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 806 I didn’t expect this guy to be so stubborn

Ma Weiren's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted at Zhang Chuanlu with all his strength, "Zhang Chuanlu, whoever dares to touch my father's body, I will kill you with a knife.

No matter who makes a move, I will fight you to the death!

The worst that can happen is that I continue to go to jail!"

Zhang Chuanlu remembered that Ma Weiren had been in prison before, and fear flashed in his eyes. He shouted, "Stop!"

Two large iron shovels were approaching; at that moment, they reached the top of the mourning shed.

stop.

The two drivers looked at Zhang Chuanlu at the same time.

Ye Changqing walked up to an excavator and was about to start working, but he stopped. He had promised Ma Weiren not to take action.

But he couldn't bear what he saw just now.

If the bulldozer driver had not stopped at the last moment, the two drivers would have been dead.

Ma Weiren threatened Zhang Chuan: "My father's body cannot be moved. If anyone dares to move, I will fight him to death!"

Zhang Chuanlu said angrily, "I don't want to move either. It's unlucky.

But you will have to pay the price for reporting the B&B and the occupation of farmland!"

Ma Weiren was furious and said, “I said, it wasn’t me!”

Zhang Chuanlu said with a gloomy face: “Before you came back, the B&B and the enclosure had existed for more than four years, and nothing had happened.

As soon as you come back, something happens.

How do you explain that?

Ma Weiren said angrily: "Believe it or not!

I am now carrying my father's body to the burial. You can do whatever you want!"

After saying that, he walked to the ice coffin, opened it, and tried to carry Ma Xiangfu's body on his back.

But the body was cold and stiff, lying straight, and there was no way to carry it.

He turned around and looked at Ye Changqing: "Help me."

Ye Changqing walked up to him and asked, "Are you not going to hold the ceremony?"

Ma Weiren shook his head. "No, I'm afraid I'll kill someone and there won't be anyone to bury my father."

Ye Changqing's eyelids twitched wildly when he heard this: "That's not the case. With me here, you don't have to do anything."

Ma Weiren said persistently: "Let's not talk about this for now, let's bury my father's body first.

We'll talk about the rest later!"

Ye Changqing thought about it and it made sense: "Then carry him out and bury him in the coffin!" The two men started to work while talking, one of them grabbing the bedding under the body and lifting it up.

Place it carefully in the coffin.

However, the coffin was too heavy, and it was difficult for the two men to lift it onto the borrowed tricycle.

At this moment, two villagers walked out of the crowd and said, "I'll help you carry it."

They just couldn't stand it anymore.

Seeing this, Zhang Chuanlu said sarcastically, "You guys... want to help Ma Weiren, right? Aren't you afraid of being tainted by bad luck?

I tell you, who dares to help him!

It means to be an enemy of me, Zhang Chuanlu.

I hope you will think clearly about the consequences!!”

Seeing this, the two men stopped, hesitated for a moment, and returned to the crowd.

They were obviously scared. Seeing this, Ye Changqing said to Zhang Chuanlu, "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

He grew up in the village and had seen people making enemies in the village, but no one had ever caused trouble when burying their relatives.

He clenched his right fist and felt the urge to punch Zhang Chuanlu in the throat.

retribution?

Zhang Chuanlu said coldly, "Are you... threatening me?"

Ye Changqing said coldly: "I just want to ask you if you believe in retribution?"

Zhang Chuanlu said disdainfully: "What era is this? Planes are everywhere in the sky, and those corrupt officials have fled abroad one by one, living freely.

Have you ever seen them suffer retribution?

Stop telling me these useless things. I tell you, I will find out who reported it. Besides Ma Weiren, there must be someone else.

As long as I find out, I will make you pay the price!"

The purpose of his coming here is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, this sentence must be said.

Now he said it.

In fact, these words were not meant for Ma Weiren or Ye Changqing.

He was speaking to all the villagers in Majiazhuang.

Just at this moment, Qian Cheng and Yang Wushuang came back. They were confused when they saw the situation at home.

When Ye Changqing saw the two people coming back, he waved and asked them to come up and help.

Three men, plus a frail woman, barely managed to lift the coffin onto the tricycle.

Ma Weiren walked in front holding the portrait.

Qian Cheng and Yang Wushuang followed him as Ye Changqing drove out on his tricycle. The funeral, with only four people present, seemed desolate and lonely.

The onlookers' faces were uglier than each other. They made way for the group and watched them walk out.

Zhang Chuanlu yelled at the two excavator drivers, "What are you looking at? His father died, what does that have to do with you?

Tear down his kitchen!

fast!

If anyone offends me, Zhang Chuanlu, I will tear down his house!"

Thinking that his grandson and daughter were still in the ice coffins in the funeral home, he was filled with hatred and decided to demolish Ma Weiren's house.

He felt that the hatred in his heart was hard to dispel.

Seeing this, the two drivers turned the car around, drove to the front of the kitchen, and controlled the excavator's shovel to drop it.

Suddenly the roof was broken, smoke and dust were rising, and bricks and tiles fell down with a crackling sound. Seeing this scene, Ye Changqing stepped on the brakes.

Ma Weiren shouted, “Brother, please, hold on and bury me first.

Come back and talk to me later!"

Ye Changqing raised his eyebrows: "Where is home?"

Ma Weiren gritted his teeth and said, "No, I just want my dad to be buried in peace!"

With tears in her eyes, she cried while holding the portrait.

Tears fell on the portrait and happened to fall on the corner of Ma Xiangfu's eyes.

It looked like Ma Xiangfu's portrait was crying after his death.

Ye Changqing took a deep look at Zhang Chuanlu, who was smoking in the ruins: "I will give him a retribution!"

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator.

The tricycle made a rumbling sound and moved slowly forward.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the cemetery. Ye Changqing looked at the two-meter-deep pit, feeling a little worried, when he suddenly saw several people running towards him in the distance.

The one running in the front was actually the Golden Trumpet.

When they were still more than ten meters away, the golden trumpet began to shout: "Don't rush to bury him. You have to bury him according to the direction. The head should be on the mountain, the feet should be on the river. There is a river below. When a dragon travels, it always brings water with it... Wait for me to give the instructions."

Ye Changqing was confused. He didn't understand what "head resting on the mountain, feet on the river" meant. He couldn't understand what the saying "dragons always bring water when they travel" had to do with burial.

But he was still very happy, after all, Golden Trumpet came to help.

I guess he avoided Zhang Chuanlu.

There were a few people running behind the golden trumpet, and they seemed to be here to help.

Now that help has arrived, Yang Wushuang is no longer needed, so she stands far away.

Ma Weiren knelt on the ground, holding the portrait, and looked at the coffin with tears streaming down his face. Qian Cheng didn't know what to say, so he just stood there rubbing his hands.

Jin Laba directed Ye Changqing and several other men to lower the coffin into the grave pit, and then helped seal the tomb and fill it with soil.

Erect the stone tablet.

Jin Laba also ordered the burning of the only two wreaths and some paper money.

After finishing everything, seeing Ma Weiren still kneeling on the ground, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab his arm, trying to pull him up: "My condolences, get up!"

Ma Weiren pulled his arm out of Jin Laba’s grasp, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times solemnly: “Rest in peace, Dad!

Don't worry, I'll go home first, maybe I'll come to see you soon!"

Jin Laba was frightened when he heard this. He naturally knew what Ma Weiren meant.

Zhang Chuanlu led his men to demolish Ma Weiren's house. He originally thought that Ma Weiren could endure it.

I thought the matter was over, but I didn't expect this guy to be so serious.

He was willing to die to meet Ma Xiangfu in the underworld and kill Zhang Chuanlu!