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Chapter 1822 These goods cannot be moved(1/2)

Mompowa left without looking back.

The sound of a family crying in pain was heard behind them.

The old man led a group of people to send everyone out of the mountain. He opened his mouth several times to say something, but finally sighed and closed his mouth.

A descendant of the Gu King emerged from Xiangying Village.

This is the highest honor in the entire ancient Miao village.

But now, this glory has been driven away by themselves!

Not only that, because Xiangying Village forced away the future Gu King, it also became the public enemy of all ancient Miao villages!

Because from now on, the Gu Masters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains will no longer have the leadership of the Gu King!

At that time, there will be so many disputes and wars, and it will become a mess because there is no mediation and leadership of Gu King.

If the patriarch knew about this, he would have to punish the entire Xiangying Village!

In fact, the one who really regrets it the most is Mombova’s family!

His daughter has become the successor of Gu King, what a glorious thing it is!

But they sold their daughter with their own hands!

They actually sold the future Gu King!

I'm afraid that all the Gu Masters in Shiwandashan will not let them have a good life!

Even if they don't dare to leave the village in the future, the villagers in the village will not give them any shame!

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Xin'an turned around and said to the old man: "Within a week, I will arrange for someone to send 200,000 in cash to Xiangying Village.

Mother-in-law, please help me transfer 100,000 yuan to Qiao Jinnai, and the remaining 100,000 yuan will be left to the village.

From now on, Mengbowa and Xiangying Village will have nothing to do with each other!"

One hundred thousand yuan is a huge sum of money for any ancient Miao village!

The old mother sighed heavily and said nothing.

Mengbowa turned to Chen Xin'an and said, "There is no need to give the village a hundred thousand!"

Chen Xin'an was stunned for a moment.

The old mother-in-law had a look of surprise on her face, nodded vigorously, and said excitedly: "Okay! Thank you!"

Not giving money would be equivalent to Mengpowa admitting that she is still a member of Xiangying Village.

I just broke away from that family.

Of course the mother-in-law was excited.

Chen Xin'an raised his head and whistled, and soon a response came from the second pole.

Instead of following Chen Xin'an into the village, it accompanied Yan Shuisheng to the riverside.

Now that it is back, it means that Yan Shuisheng has found his boat.

After saying goodbye to his mother-in-law, Chen Xin'an led her across the mountains and arrived at the Bijiang River before dark.

Yan Shuisheng was sitting on his motor boat. When he saw Chen Xin'an, he hugged him and cried.

It turns out that he has found his father's body, but it was eaten badly by fish and shrimps in the river!

In the afternoon, he took his father's body back to Mashan Town alone.

Buried on the mountain.

His mother passed away long ago, and he and his father had been dependent on each other for so many years.

I didn't expect that my father would end up like this. It's no wonder that it's not uncomfortable.

Chen Xin'an patted his shoulder and said, "Shui Sheng, follow me back to Kyoto.

Just follow me from now on!

If I hadn't rented your boat, Father Yan wouldn't have encountered this disaster.

So I will let you live a good life in the future to comfort Dad Yan’s spirit in heaven!”

Li Qi also came over and patted Yan Shuisheng on the shoulder.

Guandu blushed, took out a tissue from his pocket, and handed it to him.

Yan Shuisheng took the tissue and wiped the tears on his face, looked at Chen Xin'an and said:

"Mr. Chen, thank you!

I won't be polite to you and will follow you.

But I don't need you to feel guilty about this or give me special care.

Even without your concession to our ship, with the domineering power of the Pang brothers, we, father and son, would have encountered such a thing sooner or later.

So this is what is destined.

Whether I will live well in the future or not will ultimately depend on my own efforts.

Of course, I have to thank Mr. Chen for the good opportunity!"

Chen Xin'an smiled slightly, nodded and said: "It's best if you think so!

Let's cross the river now and return to Cenjiang first.

We’ll probably stay for a day or two, and after finishing the matters here, we’ll go back to Kyoto together!”

After crossing the river, everyone slept one night at Yan Shuisheng's house.

Early the next morning, the motor boat was given to an acquaintance of Yan Shuisheng.

He locked the door, carried a shabby travel bag, and followed Chen Xin'an.

There was a shuttle bus from the town directly to Cenjiang. Everyone bought tickets, took the bus all morning, returned to Cenjiang, and booked a room at the Jiangcheng Hotel.

At the Cenjiang Small Commodity Wholesale Market, Duan Chenfeng held his mobile phone and directed the workers to load the packed boxes into trucks, and said into the phone:

"Lao Ma, the second bus will leave soon, please pay attention to receive it over there.

Don’t worry, it’s all according to the list.

There's no need to thank me, it was all Chen Xin'an's money anyway.

I am just a business person..."

"Hey, isn't this Brother Feng!" Several young people with hair dyed in various colors stood in front of Duan Chenfeng.

Duan Chenfeng's expression changed and he said to his cell phone: "Hang up now. Come to Cenjiang and I'll treat you to a drink! There's something going on here, so we won't talk anymore!"

After hanging up the phone, Duan Chenfeng took out his cigarette case with a smile on his face and said, "Aren't these Westbrook and Jayson!

What kind of wind brings you two here?

Come, smoke, smoke!”

Glancing at the cigarette case in Duan Chenfeng's hand, the young man with yellow hair sneered and said: "Haha, Brother Feng is pretty good, he's already smoking Huazi!

It’s a lot easier on my hands!”

Another young man with dyed red hair kicked the box packed and waiting to be loaded into the car, curled his lips and said:

"Brother Feng doesn't make clothes anymore? My brothers and I saw you going to Hongsheng Factory yesterday!

Brother Feng, it’s not easy to find you.

Are you rich now?

It’s time to pay back the money you owe us, right?”

Duan Chenfeng said with a smile: "Wei Shao, Jie Shao, please give me two more days..."

No, one day is enough!

Tomorrow afternoon, I will send the money to you, okay?"

Huang Mao Weishao squinted his eyes and said: "You have no money, right? That's okay, Brother Jin, move everything away!"

A burly young man behind him responded: "Okay! Mazi, you go drive, and the brothers will load the car!"

Duan Chenfeng's expression changed, and he quickly stopped everyone and said, "Wei Shao, Brother Jin, don't touch these things!

It will be taken away soon!

These are all worthless pots and pans. It’s useless for you to take them back!

To be honest, these are life-saving things.

When a village in the mountains was burned down, we relied on these things to provide emergency response.

If we delay getting angry tonight, the people in the mountain will not even be able to eat, and they will have to sleep on rocks..."

Young Master Hongmao kicked Duan Chenfeng in the thigh and scolded him: "Why do I care so much?

You have the money to buy these things, but you don’t have the money to pay us back?
To be continued...
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