Hot Wife of the 80s: The Villain Became My Son-in-Law

Chapter 185 Let's Go Home
Gong Jianjun greeted the people behind him, "Come on, brothers, come up and carry the coffin into the cemetery! It's safe in the ground!"

"Who dares to move my master's coffin?!" Yu Zhiye, who had been silent all this time, stopped them sternly when Gong Jianjun and the others were about to jump into the car and move Gong Zhaoda's coffin.

The crowd of spirit senders who followed from behind also gradually gathered.

"How can we prevent Mr. Gong from entering the ancestral grave?"

"Even if people with foreign surnames can't enter the cemetery, this is an old rule, but the old rules are also made by people. We also have sons-in-law who come here to pay the old man's death. There is no reason to stop the hearse from entering the cemetery!"

"It's just... besides, you are not the nephews of the close family, so you don't care about the disciples sending Mr. Gong to the end..."

Gong Jianjun had already prepared a rhetoric to gag others.

"Our Gong family's business, we can handle it ourselves, we don't need outsiders to join us!"

"It doesn't matter if you say he's an apprentice of the Gong family... Our Gong family's cemetery just doesn't allow outsiders to enter!"

Everyone chattered and scolded Gong Jianjun.

"Hey... What are you talking about about the Gong family? You didn't let outsiders get involved. Why did you go? We didn't see any of you in the mourning hall!"

Mrs. Liu and the Gong family are old neighbors, and they see everything in their eyes.

The old lady pointed at Gong Jianjun and the others, "Everyone knows what you're up to, don't be a rascal here, if you really put Mr. Gong in your eyes, when there were only old couples left in the family, I wouldn't have thought about it once. I didn't see you, even the work of fetching water was done by the old man himself!"

"Are you here to pretend to be a filial son again now? Huh! Isn't it just looking for scum and extorting money?"

Old Mrs. Liu didn't save Gong Jianjun any face.

Everyone also pointed contemptuously.

But Gong Jianjun didn't care about these things, he only looked for one thing, if he wanted to get Gong's bone-setting signboard, he couldn't let Yu Zhiye enter the cemetery.

Yu Zhiye could see Gong Jianjun's thoughts clearly.

There is no reason to talk to this kind of people who are open to money and scramble for land.

He also has his own set of bastard logic to refute.

In short, he was determined not to let Yu Zhiye send his master to the cemetery smoothly.

Yu Zhiye took a look at Tang Yue, so there was no need to talk nonsense with this bastard.

Gong Jianjun was looking down on this little bastard whose father went to prison after his mother died, "You still dare to mess with me?"

"You kid has a mother but no father's education. Today I will..."

He rushed forward and waved Yu Zhiye, about to delete it.

Yu Zhiye grabbed his wrist and said, "Get up!" Before he finished speaking, his fist moved hard, and the other fist went straight to Gong Jianjun's mandible.

Gong Jianjun despised the young man in front of him, and Yu Zhiye punched him on the mandible, causing his teeth to pop

I took several.

His mouth was full of blood, he opened his mouth and spit out two half teeth, blood flowed down the grinning mouth, his chest was stained with scarlet.

For ordinary people who have never seen bloodshed, looking at the bloody appearance is quite scary.

"You dare to hit me?"

"It's you!" Tang Lele immediately attacked Yu Zhiye, and she stopped being polite to them.

She pulled out a bamboo pole from the car behind her, waved it casually, and hit the people behind Gong Jianjun.

With her whole body of kung fu, it is not difficult at all to deal with these lazy gangsters who eat and drink.

After a few poles, they hit their fragile and painful places, so that they lay on the ground and cried for their mothers.

However, Tang Le's subordinates are sure. Such a style of play will only cause them unbearable pain, but there will be no serious injuries. At least from the outside, it is just a small injury with broken flesh.

The bamboo pole in Tang Yue's hand was also smashed into several strands.

She wrapped one end with a cloth strip from her filial piety, and held it in her hand, like a big broom with sparse hair.

"Get out of the way! I'll count to three... If you don't get out of the way, I'll let the car go right over your lap!"

The few people rolling on the ground are still rolling on the ground, yelling that their lives have been killed... If you don't give money, you won't get up!
I heard Tang Yue shout loudly:
"three!"

Instead of one or two, she directly called out three. Tang Yue waved her hand, and the driver behind her shifted gears again under her signal, and the engine roared and started.

Tang Lexi swept the big broom left and right.

The split bamboo pole has tiny spikes on it, and when you sweep it up, a piece of shredded meat hangs on it.

Several people on the ground were so frightened that they rolled on the spot.

The car started and moved forward slowly.

Gong Jianjun rolled slowly. Seeing his feet right in front of the wheel, he shrank back in fright and jumped forward, two or three meters away.

Yu Zhiye carried the white soul flag, walked in front of the hearse, followed by Tang Le, and strode into the cemetery.

The team following the hearse, no matter where they came from, let out crying, and the crying immediately drowned out all discordant voices.

The car drove to the edge of the dug grave.

Someone took a compass and measured the direction, and a dozen strong men lifted the coffin out of the car.

A long purlin passed through the thick hemp rope that bound the coffin's arms, and three or four strong men at each end carried it on their shoulders.

There were two groups of equally strong men in front and behind, carrying both ends of the coffin.

With a cry, rhythmically, step by step, he put the heavy coffin into the grave.

Tang Lexi walked to the edge of the pit, and as the hemp ropes were removed, she threw the steamed buns in her hand into the soil raised by the shovel.

Huang Ying also struggled, staggered over from the donkey cart following the hearse, and looked at Gong Zhaoda for the last time.

Gradually, the wet loess fell on the coffin, and Gong Zhaoda was gradually buried by the soil.

Huang Ying fainted from crying.Tang Lexi and Yu Zhiye carried her back to the wooden cart.

Yu Zhiye took Tang Yue's hand, "Let's go home."

Tang Lexi clasped his fingers with him, and sat side by side on the donkey cart, "Yes. Go home."

The funeral took only two days.

Yu Zhiye devoted all his energy to the research on the extraction process of new drugs, and Tang Lexi took care of his grandma every day.

Huang Ying's body has always been weak, afraid that she would wake up at night and no one would take care of her, so Tang Lele followed her to sleep on the kang in the old yard.

Taking advantage of Huang Ying's afternoon nap, Tang Lexi cautiously got up.

I don't know if Yu Zhiye has made any progress in his research these days.

She watched Huang Ying lose weight day by day, and her mood was always depressed, which was not good for her body's recovery.

She also thought about whether to take her grandma out to play, and leave this sad place for a while, lest she always have to look at things and think about others.

She wanted to discuss with Yu Zhiye and take her grandma to relax.

Preferably the three of them together.

(End of this chapter)