"Hey, Wen, I was looking for you!" Wang Zonghan saw Wen Beiliang coming forward and pulled him aside. "Have you heard about the movement in Xinxiang?"
Wen Beiliang Zheng "What’s the noise?"
"Don’t play dumb. You’ll be surprised if you don’t hear it." Wang Zonghan replied in a low voice. "There are no outsiders here. You should say what you want to say."
Wen Beiliang thought for a few seconds and "heard"
"What did you hear?"
"The night when Zhang Qing died when Sanfangku fired his gun," Wen Beiliang replied with his head down, "Wang Zongtang’s brothers also went to Xinxiang."
"Just as I know," Wang Zonghan said through clenched teeth. "His wings are really hard."
Wen Beiliang embarrassed smile is not very good to answer the words.
"Old Wen, I’m telling you that every day after the funeral in the south, I’ll show my master a showdown. If he doesn’t tidy up the three rooms, I’ll tidy up." Wang Zonghan said with a slightly tough tone at Wen Beiliang. "You have to help me speak in front of my master."
Wen Beiliang considered a long time to "do"
"Just like this" Wang Zonghan patted Wen Beiliang’s arm "Go in"
……
At two or three in the morning
A man in a male hutong in Lifetown, Longcheng, urinated and rushed to the person next to him. "There are people outside the courtyard, so you go to the east …"
Chapter 113 The night before the funeral
In the early hours of the morning, the elders of the Wang family courtyard came to attend the funeral, and all the people had gone back to their rooms to rest and prepare for the funeral early in the morning.
A few days ago, the brothers of the same generation in Wang Tiannan Hospital were unlucky, because the former had no children to keep their jobs and burn paper, so they could do it. These people chatted and sat at the round table near the wall and chatted.
"Who do you think Zhang Qing did?" A chubby asked purely have no words to find words.
"This also said? It must be three rooms! "
"Yes, I heard from my aunt that it was also a three-bedroom job." A burly young man whispered, "Ray from Baoshan not only informed our side, but also called the three rooms. They cut off the people from near and left when they finished."
"Affirmation"
Everyone echoed eating griddle and chatted with each other through this topic. In the middle, the chubby man didn’t carry his shoulders and shrank back. He shouted, "Give me another military coat and I’m fucking shivering with cold."
Not far from the steps, a thin young man is turning his head and looking at the dark outside the courtyard.
"God, what the fuck are you doing? Watching the moon?" Fat yelled again, "Help me get a military coat."
When I came to my senses, I conveniently pulled out a military coat from the box and stepped to the front of everyone and threw it at Fat. "Here, here, it’s really annoying to wear two pieces, but it’s too cold."
Fat took the military coat and turned around and took a glance at the sky. He looked up and continued to look outside the hospital. Suddenly he asked, "Are you really enjoying the moon?" What are you looking at? "
The sky turned around and frowned and scolded, "Why the fuck do I always feel that someone is staring at us?"
Everyone was stuck.
"What are you staring at?" Being fat is a bit hard to hear.
"I just feel someone staring at the outside of my hospital." I rubbed my arm. "It’s so cool for me."
When they heard this, they unconsciously glanced at the portrait of Tiannan in the living room and the coffin with a canopy face, and they also felt the hair blow up.
"Don’t fucking talk nonsense, you son of a bitch." Fat is a little timid. "We and Tiannan are good brothers … it’s impossible for him to stare at us when he comes back."
"Will you stop talking?" A young man across the street scolded very politely, "Why don’t you come back in this environment?"
"Say don’t say don’t" fat motioning with his hand.
The day slowly sat down and added, "I really feel someone looking into the courtyard."