Chapter 591

There is a tallest and most exquisite villa in Xujia Town, in a good location, just beside the road. Even in the towns with high-rise buildings rising from the ground in recent years, it is well deserved to be the leader.

According to the owner of the house, it was designed by a well-known designer. If such a villa is lost to first tier cities such as Shanghai and Shenzhen, each 10 million can't be taken down.

The villa was built six years ago, but the person who paid for it was not the owner of the villa, but his brother-in-law.

More accurately, it is the younger brother in the early stage.

The owner of the villa is song Jieyang, a big rotten man who idles and gambles all day. In that era of living by farming, a man who doesn't love working in the field is a rotten man, isn't he?

Such a man didn't marry Xu Ru from the same village until he was single at 25.

To say that these two families are poor and destitute.

After getting married, song Jiefang was still fond of gambling, but at least he would work in the fields and knew that he needed to support his family. Xu Ru is a hard-working woman again, and the couple's life is fairly passable.

Twenty years ago, this house was a yellow mud mud house. Every year, I saw the live mud of the Song Dynasty relay, and then smashed the outer wall of the yellow mud house one by one. After all, it can't be compared with brick and tile houses. Over time, the outer walls of loess houses will gradually peel off.

At that time, there were already many brick houses in the town.

In the past 20 years, the Loess house turned into a brick house, and then from a brick house into a villa.

It's really the old saying that Feng Shui turns in turn.

Song Jieli became the most heroic earth leopard in the town when he was not careful.

Everything is due to his brother-in-law. I heard that he made money doing business in other places and became a big boss. Good guy, a villa is built as soon as it is said to be built. Song jieji's 300000 BMW is also a gift from his brother-in-law. Song jieji has two sons. The eldest son was left by Xu Ru, and the youngest son was born to his second wife. The eldest son is now studying abroad, and the living expenses and tuition fees are also contracted by his uncle.

Xu Yao, the people in the town said that it was the golden phoenix flying out of Xu Jia town.

Unfortunately, Xu Ru had a poor life and left early without enjoying a few years of happiness. Such a big villa is cheap for other women.

Xu Yao seldom goes back to Xujia town. After Xu Ru left, he will not come back. He will only drive to the grave to worship his sister during the Qingming Festival and the Spring Festival.

However, he is very generous. A few years ago, the town became richer and more people bought cars, but the road was not good. The town asked song jieji about Xu Yao.

The road was repaired the next year. Because of this, song jieji's position in the town was elevated and unbreakable.

A loafer gambler, how can he have such a good life? Why.

In the final analysis, he probably married Xu Ru because he couldn't get a wife.

"Relay, relay... Are you at home?" An old man stood in front of the iron gate of the villa and shouted loudly.

Soon, a portly middle-aged man came out of the villa.

Song jieji is over 50 this year, with a red face. He dyes his hair every year, and his black hair is thick. He looks more like a successful Township entrepreneur than a muddy legged man after years of living in dignity.

"Your brother-in-law is back." Uncle said.

"Why did he come? It's not a holiday." Song Jiyu was dazed for a moment and looked around the door, "where are people?"

"In zhenzikou, when I came back from Xiatian, I saw his car parked there," the uncle said, "you have money again. Go back and smoke for Bao dajiba."

Song Jiyu patted his chest, "come to me tomorrow."

It's hard to cherish what you get easily, so song Jieli is famous for his generosity. It's because of his generosity that there is less gossip and sarcasm in the town.

No matter what you say in private, everyone should praise "pride" in front of you.

After uncle left, song Jiyuan stood downstairs and shouted, "Zhilong, Zhilong..."

When the window was pushed open, a young man with glasses put his head forward and said irritably, "what are you shouting, like a countryman?"

Song jieji didn't care, but smiled: "come down quickly, your uncle is coming. On your mother's side, let's go quickly."

The young man quickly went downstairs, wearing short sleeved trousers and a pair of sandals, pattering.

It was the summer vacation, and he came back from abroad. He was bright outside and untidy at home. He complained as he walked: "uncle, how can I come at this time? I fell to 98K in this game, and I feel like I can eat chicken today."

But he was both respectful and afraid of his serious uncle, so he had to endure not eating chicken.

After the father and son left, a woman came out of the house, ate melon seeds, spit out the shell a long way with a bah, and said, "I've been dead for more than ten years, and I'm still haunted."

.......

Qin Ze's four people walk on the Loess road in the mountains, with undulating tea forests on both sides, and the cemetery in Xujia town is in the tea forest.

This is the hottest time of the day. No one picks tea. The bright green tea reflects the sun. The mountains are silent and far away from the noise.

Coupled with a cemetery, it has a bit of the flavor of horror films.

Su Yu was wearing a cornice hat, hot and sweating, and her hair was close to her cheek.

"Why don't you sweat?" Su Yu wiped her sweat with a paper towel.

"If I don't exercise, I usually don't sweat." Qin Ze said.

The weaker the body, the easier it is to sweat. Like a man with kidney deficiency, he will sweat a few kilograms after eating soup noodles.

"Mr. Xu, how long haven't you been back?" In the sun, Qin Ze squinted and looked at the cemetery in the distance.

"For a long time, even if I come back, I will stop here." Xu Yao also squinted.

Qin Ze said with a smile, "if wealth does not return home, it is like walking at night in royal clothes."

Xu Yaoshen said in a deep voice, "I have no face to come back."

"Interesting," Qin Ze withdrew his eyes and stared at him, "boss Xu, who has built an industrial empire in Wencheng and whose industry covers almost half of the south, has no face. Who has face?"

Xu Yao didn't answer.

At the grave, Qin Ze silently cleaned up the weeds beside Xu Ru's grave and burned some tin foil and yellow paper brought by Hangzhou.

Su Yu and Xu Guang watched while Xu Yao tried to do it several times, but endured it again.

"I bought a little too many. Help me burn them together." Qin Ze took the initiative to pass the Ming goods to him.

Xu Yao nodded.

After the things are burned, the four people hold incense to worship.

The standing position is very interesting. Qin Ze is standing in the front, Xu Guang and Xu Yao are around him respectively, and Su Yu is standing a little far away.

Song jieji, song Zhilong and his son came under the scorching sun, carrying bright red plastic bags with the hidden goods bought in the town across them.

"Arong, why did you come here today and don't call me?" Song Jizhong's angry voice, with a warm smile on his face, as if he didn't come to the grave, but to meet the distinguished guests.

At the same time, he looked at Qin Ze several people in confusion, and seemed to wonder why they were here to bury their late dead wife.

Except Xu Yao, he didn't know anyone present, so he inevitably glanced at Su Yu.

This beautiful woman can't be seen in Xujia Town, which is comparable to the big stars on TV.

Song Zhilong's eyes were glued to Su Yu's face. The magnet was attached to the iron, and he couldn't move away.

Xu Yao just glanced at the father and son lightly, and his attention returned to Qin Ze.

Sister, Azer came to see you.

Come with me.

I dream about today, even if he doesn't know anything.

"Are you... A Guang?" Song Jieyou recognized Xu Guang. Even if he hadn't seen Xu Guang for more than ten years, strictly speaking, he and Xu Guang were barely childhood playmates. As a teenager, he waves in the town, fishes in the water, picks eggs from trees, and is followed by a group of small children.

Xu Guang and Xu Yao are one of them. Xujia town is so big that there are no strangers.

After all these years, Xu Guang's appearance has not changed. It's hard to recognize him.

Song Jiehe hurriedly took out a big chicken bully and handed over cigarettes. Like himself, Xu Lan's family is not what it used to be. It is said that Xiao Lan's children are now big stars. Stars, in the eyes of Xu Jia town, symbolize high-end atmosphere and grade.

Song jieji, who lives in a small town at this age, is not interested in paying attention to the entertainment industry. If it weren't for the people around him saying this, he wouldn't know that Xu Lan's children have become big stars.

In those days, Xiao Lan brought her son to his house for a period of time every summer vacation.

It doesn't matter to song Jiehe. The meager food in the countryside is worth a few money, and accommodation is not a problem. The most important thing in the countryside is room.

And Xu LAN will give him 1000 yuan for food and accommodation every month. In a few years, this money was a lot, enough for him to smoke, drink and roll dice. He was unrestrained and happy.

But her son is a little skinny. He doesn't like it very much. He often beats Zhilong by his age. For this reason, he didn't complain to Xu Ru less. Unexpectedly, when a woman who has always been gentle meets this topic, she is like a fried cat, and her reaction is particularly intense.

After quarreling several times, song Jidong stopped talking about this.

Song Jieyou opened the plastic bag and took out yellow paper and other things. Coldly, he was blocked by someone. Looking up, the handsome young man who always felt a little familiar smiled, "uncle!"

"Are you?" Song jieji looks at Xu Yao.

But Xu Yao ignored him. His son behind him whispered, "Dad, he's Qin Ze."

Qin Ze?!

My God.

Song jieji was shocked at that time.

Is the young man in front of you the plain skinny boy in those days?

An assistant: MMP

I've only heard of the changes in women's University, and boys are OK?

This is not the 18th change of male university. This is nuclear fission.

I remember a time when my son was beaten by Qin Ze and cried in front of him (because it was useless to call his mother). He was also very helpless. He complained with Xu Ru and wanted to quarrel. He complained with Xu Lan that people didn't bird him.

So he touched his son's head and said, "this kind of urbanite, whose heart is the dirtiest, will certainly not be promising in the future, and he will certainly not grow as handsome as you."

Now, looking at Qin Ze and his untidy son, I feel a lot of pain in my face.

"Ah, aze....." Song Jidong smiled, a little embarrassed.

I remember that he used to stare at Xiao Qin Ze with vicious eyes in private, trying to scare the little boy from the city and make him behave better and stop beating his son.

I don't have the courage to fight. A thousand dollars.

"It's rare for me to visit aunt Xu once. I want to say something to her alone, you two go back first, or come back to worship when we leave." Qin Ze said.

His voice was very gentle, but his tone was not gentle at all. It was not a discussion, but an order, which could not be refused.

Song Jiehe is nothing. His experience in his youth has long made this man abandon his so-called dignity, and he is very smooth.

These days, young people with a little culture like to think highly of themselves and highlight their personality. Stars are the most despised by them. This sentence, heard in the ears of song Zhilong who studied abroad, is particularly harsh, particularly high, crushing his dignity.

At this moment, he finally recalled the fear of being hanged by Qin Ze and the shame of being a little brother.

He has no good feelings for Qin Ze. Out of unhappy memories of his childhood, he is not only often bullied by Qin Ze, but also his mother's almost unreasonable bias.

Every year, the city boy who comes to his home wears beautiful clothes that he admires. His words are always a little high.

"I never eat this kind of popsicle for 20 cents."

"Rat shit, I've been tired of eating things for a long time. It's interesting to see you."

"I don't want to drink this soda, I only drink AD calcium milk."

"Do you like the little flower next door? It's ugly to death. My sister is much more beautiful than her."

It can kill people.

And just now, when worshiping his mother, this man stood in the front, and even his uncle was a position shorter than him.

For what?

Song Zhilong was even more out of balance when his uncle looked at him. To know how good his uncle was to him, his cousins were not as good as him.

But he had never seen his uncle look at him like that.

For what?

Song Zhilong angrily said, "why?"

This is my mother's grave. Why should we go.

What do you count?

As always, I am superior. Why, I am a top student studying abroad, and my uncle is a big boss worth tens of billions.

I'm no worse than you.

"Get out!" Qin Ze seemed to lose his little patience and drank.

Song Zhilong felt a strange pressure, which made him instinctively timid. But he stuck his neck and didn't move.

Xu Yao frowned and said in an unhappy tone, "you go first."

Song Zhilong: "..."

I was so sad, just like a soldier charging in front, I turned back coldly and found that my general had surrendered to the enemy.

I'm your nephew, isn't it better than this guy?

"Uncle."

Seeing off the father and son, Qin Ze shouted.

Xu Guang answered.

Qin Ze didn't answer. He looked at Xu Yao, "should I call you uncle, or something strange?"

Xu yaoru was struck by lightning.

Xu Guang sat down on the ground.