However, Tang Guang was obviously not here to recognize his relatives. He stayed for one night after he arrived in Hongshi Village and left the next day.

Chen Da had a premonition at that time that his son would not come back after he left.

This made him almost collapsed, and he felt sad that he lost his language function again.

I thought I would never see my son again in this life, but I didn’t want him to leave and lived in City W.

If it weren't for Secretary Song's photo, I wouldn't know yet!

God, I thank you, I thank you!

"How is the baby living in the city? Are he full? Are he living well? Didn't Secretary Song say that he spent all his money and went to the factory to work. I have to go see him, I have to go see him, I have to bring him some money."

This idea cannot be curbed as soon as possible.

At present, Chen Da was not delayed by the village committees and ran home to raise money.

But he didn't expect that Tang Guangming's mother was with him and Chen Er at the same time, and who was the child of Xiao Tang was just a mess.

Chen Da is old and becomes paranoid when he gets old. Since he believes that Tang Guangming is his son, that's it.

Chen Er, is he equipped with such a beautiful child? Bah!

After returning home, Chen Da flipped under the mat for a long time, and only flipped through two 10 yuan tickets, and was worried: "This little money is only enough to eat a meal of tofu rice. The baby must have encountered some difficult things. This little money is useless. What should I do?"

At this moment, Chen Er sold out the shredded radish from his pick and went home to make it.

The weather has been getting hotter recently, and the peak tourist season has arrived. There are more and more tourists in the village. The business of each family is very good. Chen Er should have a lot of money on hand, so he just asked him to get it. Although we are already enemies, we can't take care of so many for the sake of our children.

Thinking of this, Chen Da went to Chen Erwu with great momentum.

When Chen Er saw his elder brother coming, he was surprised: "What do you want to do? Don't do it randomly. I'm going to find Secretary Song to find Secretary Secretary and Yonghua."

"Ahhhh!" Chen Da shouted and reached out to look through Chen Er's money box.

Most people nowadays pay with their mobile phones, but they don’t have much cash, only about 200 yuan in change, but they were caught by him.

Chen Er took a breath of air conditioning and was furious: "Bangke, do you want to steal someone?" He punched him and hit Chen Da's nose.

Blood suddenly flowed out.

Chen Da didn't fight back, shouting: "You've already fought, so the money is just for medical expenses."

This time he spoke in a hurry.

Seeing the blood and seeing the eldest brother suddenly able to speak, Chen Er was stunned.

Chen Da smiled rattledly: "Anyway, you are absolutely dead, and you can't bring your money into the coffin. Isn't it all the descendants of our Chen family? Yours are mine, and mine is mine. You are so miserable, I sympathize with you."

The laughter was filled with pride.

Chen Er was even more dull: Is this Chen Da crazy?

On the second day, just as Song Qingyun and Liu Yonghua pulled two cars of villagers into the city to deal with Chen Guofa's funeral, Chen Da squeezed into the car.

Chen Jianguo shouted, "Chen Da, I said I don't want you to go there, why are you going to make trouble? Go and go."

Chen Da screamed, and he couldn't speak anymore. He had been painting for a long time and couldn't help but sweat. He didn't understand what he was going to express.

Chen Jianguo: "It's really hard to talk to you. Why don't you type on WeChat? You seem to be illiterate, right?"

Chen Da nodded and then typed on his phone: "If you have something to do, don't have money."

Chen Jianguo understood: "It's hard to say if you don't have money. Go to Yonghua's car and don't look at where this place is. It only carries village cadres. Don't you think it's inappropriate if you squeeze here?"

Song Qingyun: "Who can sit and who can't sit? Chen Da, please take it. Chen Jianguo, that's how you treat the masses. Go down and take the bus yourself."

Chen Jianguo was driven out of the car by Song Qingyun in a mess, and his face turned ashamed.

The villagers laughed and said, "Yes, Secretary Song should deal with Chen Jianguo, a bastard who likes to play official airs."

Chen Da was carrying a bamboo treasure on his back. Song Qingyun looked closely and saw a lot of things inside.

There are vegetables, eggs, bamboo shoots picked from the mountains, and a cooked chicken in plastic bags.

He asked curiously: "Chen Da, are you visiting relatives?"

Chen Da smiled shyly, said twice, and nodded fiercely.

A villager in the car said, "Chen Da has no relatives in the city. Look at him laughing like this, would he find a wife and play a role?"

Another person: "Whatever you play, you are half a life, you can't even say anything, and you are poor. Who is willing to follow him? I really think everyone is Chen Zhonggui!"

"I haven't said that Chen Zhonggui's partner is so pretty, white and fat, what's his name?"

"Call Pei Na."

"Yes, yes, it's Bama Pei."

When we talked about the gossip of Chen Zhonggui’s family, everyone was excited.

"Then Pei Po's everything is good, but she loves money too much. Every time a person comes to the inn, she takes the money away and doesn't leave a penny for Chen Zhonggui."

"Look, Zhonggui will have a hard time in the future. I have seen someone who is afraid of his wife, and I have never seen Chen Zhonggui so afraid of his wife."

"If I find a woman like Pei Na, I will be very scared. The key is that she is beautiful!"

"Are you worthy? I'm not serious?"

The laughter spread all the way, and everyone was still joking when they arrived at the funeral home until Chen Guofa's ashes were burned into the box.

Lei Huoyan's eyes were red and he shouted, "Uncle is going well." He took 30,000 yuan to compensate, and it was unreasonable not to cry twice.

This is what makes the relatives sad, but others have already sang.

The next step was to burial, and everyone went to the cemetery again.

The cemetery is located on a small hill on the outskirts of the city, with green pines and cypresses everywhere, and the environment is very good.

Chen Guofa's cemetery is located in a quiet corner.

Thunder and fire burn paper, Li Shuangxi began to build a temple.

He was wearing a gossip clothes and carrying a sword made of copper coins in his hand. He recited it for a long time, but he didn't know what he was reciting.

The ceremony was completed and the land was buried.

Everyone shouted: "Chen Guofa, go!"

"Go away, we will come down to accompany you in more than ten or twenty years."

Then get the red envelope and take the bus home.

Chen Da didn't get into the car and left with his back.

Song Qingyun was not relieved and shouted: "Chen Da, where are you going? Do you want me to send you? No... If you have anything to do, you can't write on WeChat... If you really can't type, let your relative call us."

A villager: "He has no relatives in the city."

Chen Da suddenly could speak again: "There are...rels...my son, there are relatives..."

The villagers suddenly became furious: "Who are you, Chen Da, and you call me son? I'm not old, you are older than you!"

Chen Da smiled on his face: "My son...ahhhh..."

He can't speak anymore.

Song Qingyun advised the villager: "What are you having sex with a patient? I'm hungry, find a place to eat beanflower rice. Chen Da, are you going together?"
Chapter completed!