Chapter 530 Return to Beijing!

The four of them entered the old man's bedroom and saw the old man lying on the bed, his face was dark, like coal, and there were faint bloodstains on the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were closed and he was motionless.

It is said that death is like a lamp extinguishing, his face is like ashes, and the old man's face is like black charcoal.

"father!"

Chen Xinghe shouted and fell to the ground.

The same is true for the other three.

"Dad, why are you leaving?"

Chen Xinghe moved his knees and wanted to get close to the old man.

He moved less than half a meter and was stopped by the family's death soldiers.

"Young Master, people cannot be resurrected when they die. Please beg for the sake of the change."

"Don't stop me, I'm going to wash my dad's face."

Chen Xinghe cried so hard that he burst into tears.

The so-called facial cleansing is to wipe the face of the dead old man.

It is usually done by the closest people, such as son or daughter.

It means that the deceased will walk in a decent manner and clean manner.

You can have a good birth in the next life.

"Master, let's leave these things to us."

The family dead soldier said.

"No, this matter must be done by me, the eldest son."

"Young Master, letting you in is against the Master's wishes. If we make another request, it is difficult for us to do."

"Now that people have met, please go back."

"You..." Chen Xinghe was so angry that he trembled all over.

Fan Lihua, behind her, gently pulled her husband's sleeve, "Xinghe, stop arguing in front of her father, don't let him leave uneasy."

"When Dad got an explanation, we just need to follow his orders."

"Pear blossom..."

"Kowtow three times to my father, we will leave, and leave the rest to the family's death soldiers."

"I believe they will manage it well."

"As for father's death, we will not let it go. Whoever took action will definitely pay for one life."

Fan Lihua cuts the railway decisively.

Chen Xinghe hesitated for a while and looked at his younger brother Chen Xingyao, "Second, what do you think?"

"Okay, I'll listen to my elder brother and sister-in-law."

"kowtow!"

The four of them kowtowed respectfully three times and then left the room.

In fact, there are many things to pay attention to when kowtowing, and they are different from each place.

For example, when we give the deceased, they usually have four heads and even numbers.

When we were sending the mourning, there were eight or twelve relatives and friends.

The in-laws started with twelve, some of them were 24.

When greetings, give four ancestors and one living person.

...

"Xinghe, what are you doing?"

"I went to the kitchen to check it out and asked the dead to block the family. Everyone except the funeral attendant was not allowed to go out."

Chen Xinghe strode with his stars.

"etc!"

Fan Lihua shouted.

"What's wrong?

If you have something to say, don’t make trouble if you have nothing to do.”

"I understand your mood at this moment, but do you think something is wrong?"

Fan Lihua frowned and said.

"What's wrong anywhere!"

"Since you know something is wrong, why do you do some useless things?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Dad died strangely, suddenly, especially his death was incredible."

Fan Lihua said.

"The son and daughter-in-law are not allowed to send their sons and daughters-in-law to the last journey, and they are not allowed to visit them. This alone makes people have to doubt it."

"Lihua, what exactly do you want to say?"

Chen Xinghe said impatiently.

"I suspect my dad is not dead at all."

"real?"

Chen Xinghe's eyes lit up and a look of joy appeared.

Then it dimmed again, shook his head, "Impossible, we have seen my father's body, and it was very poisoned and died of anger."

"Idiot, are you that sure?"

Fan Lihua glanced at him, "Have you touched your father's pulse?

Or did he check his body carefully?”

"You're so sure that someone is dead?"

Chen Xinghe was stunned.

"The dead look can be made of makeup, but it's night again, and the distance is still far away. How can I tell if the old man is really dead?"

Fan Lihua walked two steps, and a pair of willow eyebrows dispersed, "I seemed to guess what my father was going to do."

"What?"

"I can't say it now, I'm afraid you will be exposed."

"Remember, now you are killed by the old man, and you will do whatever you should do."

"Wife, I still don't understand."

"No need to understand, aren't you going to block the Chen family compound?"

"Go quickly."

Fan Lihua waved her hand.

"Wife, please reveal it a little."

"Dad is dead, what do you reveal?"

Chen Xinghe didn't ask again and turned around and left.

When the old man arrived, he was carried out of the house.

It is easy to carry eight people in one coffin.

All the dead soldiers in the family are cultivators, and it is enough to bear it by one person.

Eight people have face.

The two brothers Chen Xinghe knelt at the door and saw the old man walk all the way.

...

"Mom, are you making a mistake?

Still haven't woken up."

Chen Bufan received a call from Fan Lihua early in the morning.

"This joke is unrespectful to the old man."
To be continued...