Lei Mei, Lei Qiyun muttered silently. He felt a little emotional in his heart: What kind of friendship would greet people who came to sacrifice her after her death? And what kind of friendship would remain the same even after a few years after death?
Worship? What’s more, there’s no one to really entertain you?
Suddenly I heard Ye Qiaorui's somewhat contradictory tone, "Why are they here?"
Lei Qiyun looked along the way and saw a middle-aged woman, followed by a young man with angry eyes, walking menacingly. Not far behind them, there was also a middle-aged man who looked thin.
Before he had time to ask Ye Qiaorui who they were, the couple had already walked to the table. The middle-aged woman held up the kettle without politeness and drank water from the spout.
Lei Qiyun could see that Ye Qiaorui was holding back his anger and stared at her without saying a word.
People who came back from the cemetery saw the couple standing in front of the table. They did not come over to drink water or pick up cigarettes, but walked away without looking sideways. Some also walked past and slowed down to pay attention to the couple.
Lei Qiyun looked at the mother and son. They didn't have anything in their hands, and they didn't look like they were offering sacrifices.
"What are you looking at me for?" the middle-aged woman yelled at Ye Qiaorui fiercely, "Go and call your father over here!"
"Tell me what you have to say, my dad is busy." Ye Qiaorui said with a cold face, "My aunt was very kind to you back then, I thought you were here to sacrifice her!"
"You know nothing about Chen Sesame and rotten millet! Go and call Dad, otherwise he will be the one to be embarrassed!"
"I don't know about Chen Sesame and Rotten Millet. I only know that you have to have a conscience when doing things..."
"You talk so much nonsense!" the young man beside the middle-aged woman roared, "Call your dad over here, we have something to do with him!" The young man stretched his neck and shouted at Ye Qiaorui.
Ye Qiaorui could clearly feel the hot breath he exhaled blowing on his face. He raised his hand to make him stay away from her.
As soon as he raised his hand, the middle-aged woman slapped him aside and shouted fiercely at Ye Qiaorui, "What do you want to do? I asked you to call someone, not to do anything!" After that, Ye Qiaorui looked at her blankly.
Ye Qiaorui shook his sore hand, looked at the two of them with disgust, and stood silently.
The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes at Ye Qiaorui, and muttered in a disgusting tone, "You think we want to talk to you, but we don't bother to see you because we have something to do--it's an eyesore, and we're afraid that the price will drop if we talk to you!"
The man who was following the couple not far away arrived and heard the middle-aged woman say this. His face suddenly turned red. He smiled apologetically at Ye Qiaorui and Lei Qiyun.
At the same time, he wanted to reach out and pull the middle-aged woman's arm, but the middle-aged woman threw his hand away and looked at Ye Qiaorui angrily.
Ye Qiaorui was furious when he heard the middle-aged woman's words, "You - if you want to find it, go find it yourself!"
"If you have something to say, it's useless to get angry if you haven't said it clearly." Lei Qiyun thought about what to say very carefully, really afraid that he would accidentally make this woman curse. "Uncle Ye is still taking care of people.
If you tell me in advance, I might be able to help you."
The middle-aged woman glanced sideways at Lei Qiyun. She had never seen him before, and he didn't look like someone from here. He was quite polite when he spoke. He was handsome and smiled kindly. She couldn't help but regain a little of her fierce aura.
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The man standing behind her persuaded in a low voice, "They are busy now, let's go home first! It's the same thing to ask him later. Go back first, come on, let's go back first."
"What are you talking about? My sister took the money and disappeared!" The young man looked at his father's useless look with unconcealed contempt in his eyes.
Looking at his mother, his anger kept rising. He hadn't even started asking for money, but his momentum was gone. How could he talk in front of Ye Zhenshan? He rushed to Ye Qiaorui angrily, "Ye Qiaorui, tell me! Where did your father hide my sister?"
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"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Qiaorui looked at the boy with a funny look, "Don't tell me jokes, it's not funny at all."
How is it possible that Fang Runan disappeared with the money? With Runan's status in their family, how could she get the money? Judging from Fang Jiabao's appearance, she must have taken a lot, and even Runan's father was here.
Ye Qiaorui glanced at Ru'nan's father and saw that he had his head lowered, unable to see his expression. "Uncle Fang, what's going on? Why did Ru'nan disappear with the money?"
Ru Man's father frowned, glanced at Ye Qiaorui with twinkling eyes, sighed slightly, and did not answer. He held Ru Man's mother's arm tightly.
"What are you doing? My hand is so tight that it hurts! Let me go!" Ru Nan's mother said in a bad tone and struggled a few times, but she couldn't break free.
It is human nature to watch, and discussion is the function that humans have when watching.
The voices of the people watching around him reached the ears of the father from time to time. There were many things to say, but there was not a single good word.
There were so many people, but no one wanted to persuade his wife. Thinking about how his wife had behaved over the years, he suddenly became filled with anger, "What are you doing? Go home! What day is it today? Don't let this embarrassment happen!"
Ru's mother was stunned for a moment by Ru's father's sudden loud scolding. Thinking of the many years since she married into their family, except for her mother-in-law who was angry because she didn't give birth to a son, how had she ever heard Ru's father say such a thing?
Talked.
At that moment, he cursed without any scruples, "You are a bastard ('chubiaohuo' is a similar pronunciation, which means cowardly, timid, and fearful of things, a derogatory term). If you have the ability to get angry at me, why don't you do it too! Girl!"
Is it mine alone?
Damn you, I owe your ancestors money, why are you yelling at me! Your daughter got the money and was deceived, you have the ability to find someone else!
For me, Xie Zhanxian (‘Xie Zhanxian’ is a similar pronunciation, meaning capable), you can use it to others! Xie’s mother is an X...”
In Lei Qiyun's understanding, the word shrew is only limited to being unreasonable and strong, and the tone and attitude are ignored. Now I see a male mother scolding her incessantly. The more she scolds, the more emotional she becomes.
It escalated to a point where he was facing the male father with all his teeth and claws, cursing and hitting and scratching him.
For example, the male father had no power to fight back, and he did not dare to fight back. He kept using his arm to block the hand that was grabbing at his face.
There were more and more people watching, and some even turned around to take a look, but no one came forward to persuade or stop me.
Lei Qiyun could finally see that the popularity of this family was really bad! He couldn't help but think that if Fang Tong had inherited her mother's scolding gene, maybe things wouldn't be like this today.
Ye Qiaorui persuaded the two of them not to fight, and stepped forward to pull them twice. Apart from scratching two pieces of skin on their hands, it had no effect at all.
He could only stand aside and watch, and he accidentally glanced at Fang Jiabao. Not only was he watching indifferently, but his mother beat and scolded his father to the point where he almost jumped away! Not only did he not have the slightest intention to step forward to break up the fight, he actually looked amused.
Laughter of schadenfreude!
The look of joy and pride on his face made Ye Qiaorui want to go up and beat him up.
Yang Xiang trotted over, stepped forward and grabbed Ru Man's mother away.
Ru'nan's mother struggled and pounced on Ru'nan's father. After several attempts, she couldn't break free. Yang Xiang held her firmly in her hand.
"What are you making a fuss about here?" Yang Xiang said with a cold face, "What kind of day is it? It's not enough for the living to see the joke, but you also want to show it to the dead!"
As he said this, he threw away Ru Nan's mother's arm, feeling furious in his heart! The two of them couldn't fight anywhere, and they didn't have to worry about having nightmares at night even if they went to the graveyard to make a fuss!
For example, when the male mother saw Yang Xiang standing in front of her, she put up her hands to speak. Yang Xiang said angrily, "Let the Buddha tell you your business, I don't have time to listen!"
For example, the boy's mother was used to seeing Yang Xiang's kind face. Her expression stiffened at her sarcastic remarks. Thinking of her second daughter, a sneer flashed across her face.
He shouted to the onlookers, "Everyone, come here, come here, come here to comment!"
There were only low murmurs in the crowd, no one responded to her, and no one moved.
"Guo Cuiliu," Yang Xiang never called the juniors by their first names. She was really angry, so she would call them by their first names, "What do you mean? What kind of place is this? If you are itching, you are looking for a wall."
Go away, don't be annoying here!"
For example, the male mother looked at Yang Xiang with cold eyes and said in a strange way: "Some people, regardless of their appearance in front of others, actually do things that are not human. They also pretend to be sensible and understand the general situation, and they don't find it disgusting.
Man! I don’t mind pretending to be tired!”
Yang Xiang looked at the way her nose was not a nose and her mouth was not a mouth. She realized that there was something in her words. Was she cursing herself in a roundabout way?
After thinking about it, could it be that he hates himself because of Fang Tong's matter? They don't care and don't allow others to care? Or are they fighting, and he offended her by starting a fight? Isn't it because this is Lei Mei's graveyard?
Head, who cares about her?
"Speak clearly if you have anything to say, Bai (Don't) Buddha (said) is unclear!"
Fang Jiabao saw Yang Xiang questioning Guo Cuiliu confidently. He stood behind Guo Cuiliu and raised his head and shouted, "You coaxed my sister's money away, and you pretended not to know anything. You want to lose face."
Face' means, do you want face?",
Yang Xiang thinks this person is crazy about money, right? He dares to say anything!
"Why didn't I know what happened?" Ye Zhenshan walked over from the crowd with a dark face, his face full of boredom.
Since my family has a relationship with Fang Ci's family, it's not a good thing to get angry without paying for it. Over the years, just because Fang Ci has saved Ye Fengqiao, my family seems to owe them. Every time I think of it,
Ye Zhenshan also felt angry.
"I don't believe what you say as a child," Ye Zhenshan glanced at Guo Cuiliu coldly, "What you said is also very false." Finally, it fell on Ru Nan's father, "Fang Yigen, you are a big man, you can tell me. As long as it is true."
I believe everything you say!"
Fang Yi was an honest and honest person at all. He had just experienced a "killing" and was still in shock with one hand still protecting his heaving chest.
Suddenly, he heard someone calling him, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and he became even more nervous. His eyes wandered for a long time, and fell on his wife.
I wanted to take a step forward and pull her home, but I realized that my hands, feet, and even my whole body were filled with a numb feeling. I couldn't move my steps or open my mouth. I just looked at my wife and son numbly.
"Is what your wife just said true?" Ye Zhenshan was always a serious person. Seeing that Fang Yigan didn't say a word, his cold and stern expression looked even more frightening.
Seeing his wife and son looking at him with the ardent hope in their eyes, Fang Yigen felt more disgust in his heart. He swallowed the non-existent saliva, his lips trembled a few times as if they were knotted, and then he said in a low voice.
Sentence, "No, no, it's her..."
"That's fine!" Ye Zhenshan didn't want to hear what he said, let alone see their family. He said to everyone, "It's okay. You can go and do whatever you want!" Seeing that there were still people standing still, he glanced coldly.
In the past, he asked, “What kind of place is this, where you can’t hold your head clearly and still watch the excitement?”