Chapter 274

The tone of indifference.

Ying Hannian turned his eyes and looked at him. They were looking at each other. Ying Hannian hooked his lips. "I didn't expect that the third master was the most selfish one among so many herdsmen."

"You are smart and know how to choose. I'll give you a little more time."

Mu Huahong said that he inserted the incense into the censer. Before it was inserted, a stack of Ming coins hit the wreath next to him and deformed the flowers on it. Mu Huahong turned his head and saw mu Xianguang stand up from the mat with a green face. He rushed forward and stood in front of him, gnashing his teeth and saying, "third uncle, my mother's body is still here. How can you dig me so openly

There's still a little elder in my family? "

The noise made everyone present look this way.

Mu Huahong stood there, looking at his nephew indifferently, "you can't control people like Ying Hannian."

The best piece is the best player.

"What are you talking about?"

Mu Xianguang's temper, regardless of the occasion, pushes Mu Huahong away.

More and more people are approaching. It's an uproar to see this move. It's at the funeral

There were many wreaths on the scene, with a cold air.

Ying Hannian coldly looks at it and throws the fragrance aside. Mu Huahong is pushed back two steps. Mu Xianxu immediately steps forward to help his father. Mu Huahong stood still and tidied up his clothes. He stepped forward and leaned to Mu Xianguang's ear. He said word by word, "before I was not in China, I gave you a chance to start with Xianquan. Now your third uncle has come back, and you are happy

Why do you still have a chance? "

With that, when mu Xianguang became more irritable and impulsive, Mu Huahong stepped back in time, turned his head to look at the people around him, and said, "I'm sorry that the child is too sad."

It seems that mu Xianguang is making trouble out of nothing.

Even the family mourners frowned at this scene. Naturally, the family wanted to help mu Xianguang to become the successor of the family, but it was disappointing to be so upset.

Mu Xianguang stood there, embarrassed to the extreme, a breath in the chest almost burst.

All kinds of news spread to the old man's ears. Muziliang's face changed again and again. Housekeeper Feng immediately served him with the quick acting heart saving pill.

After taking the medicine, muzhiliang's breathing was a little smoother.

Mu Ziliang leaned on the head of the bed, and housekeeper Feng stood respectfully on the side, "master, children and grandchildren have their own happiness. You should take care of yourself."

"Lao Feng, do you think I'm old? Why can't I do anything now?"

Mu Ziliang was lying there with his hands on his head, and he was in a bad mood.

After 80, it's time to think about how to go to another world with dignity.

"Master, don't you say that children and grandchildren are good at fighting, and only those who succeed can carry the herdsmen?" Feng is in charge of the family.

Muziliang raised his hand, and housekeeper Feng helped him sit up. The old man sat there, his eyes glaring at him, "Dou Neng can fight for the prosperity. When the three sons fought like that, the herdsmen still firmly ranked the top of the four families. Why? Because they all know that their own interests are important

。”

“……”

Housekeeper Feng was silent.

"But now?" Mu Ziliang was half of his body buried in the earth, but his analysis was still clear-cut; Hua Kang can't count on it any more. He has just won a game and hasn't had time to show his boxing clothes

Without his mother, Hua Hong's funeral will certainly make him less dependent on his family; Su Meining fell down at the funeral again. If she had a chance, she would be left to guard the room alone. "

“……”

Housekeeper Feng didn't feel anything at all, but when the old man said that, he suddenly felt cold on his back.

"Lao Feng, it's not fighting. It's clear that our herdsmen are going downhill." Muziliang cold tunnel.

The sea has ebb and flow, but their herdsmen have only seen ebb and flow recently.

The more you fight, the more you hurt, the less you fight.

Housekeeper Feng is his confidant. After listening to him, he gradually pondered, "do you still think someone controls everything behind your back?"

"Do you really know the year of yinghan?"

Mu Ziliang asked, still doubting."Yes, there's nothing wrong with Ying Hannian's identity. I've inquired about the life and death street. There are many people who have seen the bodies of Ying's mother and son in those years. There's no one in Ying's family."

Housekeeper Feng thinks that muziliang is too concerned about this, and he always stares at a cold year. "If this cold year is really to avenge Ying Yongxi, how dare he take the name Ying?"

Eat bear heart leopard gall?

Listening to this, mu Ziliang looked at him, his eyes were unfathomable, and asked, "what if he really dares?"

If you really dare, it means that the plant is too deep.

“……”

Housekeeper Feng was asked to be speechless. He felt that his back was chilly, and he said, "no, how can there be such a person? He is either too stupid or too crazy."

"But all things happened after he appeared. We had to guard against them."

Muziliang stood up, bent his back, went to the window, and looked out at the road. The white mourning cloth was hung on the street lamps on both sides. It looked lifeless and depressing.

Just after the 30th anniversary of the funeral ceremony for the old woman, there was the funeral of the second wife, which seemed to be lingering over the herdsmen.

This herdsman, who has been guarding for so many years, can't make any deviation when he is about to enter the earth“ That's all, old Feng Mu Ziliang looked at the sky outside and said, "if you stare at the situation at home, if you continue to feel sad but not happy, it means that my son and grandson can't resist the calculation of others. No matter whether he is innocent or not in this cold year, don't stay.

”

It's a decision to kill.

The old man hasn't killed himself for many years.

Housekeeper Feng nodded, "I understand, master."

He followed the old man's line of sight and sighed silently, hoping that the funeral would pass quickly and sweep away the gloom of the herdsman.

……

It's night. It's late in the night. Jiang Qixing drives back to his villa.

Ying Hannian sits in the back, lazily goes back, hands on the open window, black eyes coldly looking out of the window.

How could su Meining suddenly fall down at this time?

It's not that Su Meining can't get sick, it's just that Lian man dies. His next goal is her, but she suddenly enters the hospital.

It's weird.

"Brother Han, here we are."

The car stopped at the door.

Ying Hannian pushes the car door down. Jiang Qixing stands aside and hands him his suit. "Brother Han, are you tired today?" That mu Xianguang is afraid that brother Han will be pulled over by Sanfang. He can't even care about his mother's funeral. He keeps talking to brother Han.