Chapter 103 The 20th Anniversary of the Extermination of the Family

The bloody brush on Wang Laosuan's face suddenly retreated, and his ears buzzed. Zhou Li'an couldn't hear anything behind him. His mind just kept echoing the sentence "a dozen people have died"!

"Is this all dead?"

Wang Laoshuan subconsciously asked.

Zhou Dajiang has seen that something is wrong with Wang Laoshuan and asked worriedly, "Brother Shuanzi, are you all right?"

"It's okay. It's okay. It's just too shocking." Wang Laoshuan took a breath of relief. Although he had heard the news for a long time, it was still difficult for him to accept it when it was confirmed from an acquaintance. After all, before it was confirmed, there was such a trace of luck in his heart. He always thought that Yong Hansheng was a powerful person. Tianjishu Jiuzhou was the first. If there was any disaster, he hid. But how can the whole family die?

But now, Zhou Li'an's words shattered the last thought in his heart.

The reality is so cruel.

That Tianjishu Jiuzhou is the first. He has been in power for decades, which has frightened the Holy See and the Wizarding Association. Yong Hansheng, who has avoided the hatred of the big alliance and the demon unification front far away from overseas, has died, and his whole family has died cleanly!

"Mr. Yong, what a good person..."

Wang Laoshuan couldn't go on any longer. He barely maintained his face and didn't cry in front of others.

"Ah, Lao Yong's family are all good people. God is not open. After the death of a family, there are only two old men with a little doll..."

Zhou Li'an's eyes have been dizzy. He can't see Wang Laoshuan's changing expression. He just sighs by himself.

"Does the Yong family still have a future?"

Wang Laoshuan took a deep breath and made his voice as calm as possible. "I just met a child driving in front of Lao Yong's house. He was only in his twenties. He claimed to be Yong Bowen. Is that him?"

"Yong Bowen?" Zhou Li'an was a little uncertain and looked back at Zhou Dajiang.

Zhou Dajiang said, "That's the name. I asked someone to inquire about him a few years ago. After Mr. Yong's death, he entrusted the child to a family surnamed Ai. That child is so competitive. He was admitted to a famous university and got a double degree. He should be doing well now. What, did he come back? It's hard for this child to remember this day. I really don't know how he came alone for so many years, and I don't know where he lives now.

Wang Laoshuan couldn't sit still. He regretted it in his heart and scolded secretly, "Wang Laoshuan, Wang Laoshuan, you have lived to the belly of a dog at your age. Why didn't you believe the child's words just now? Obviously, cotton is by his side!" Except for the Yong family, who can make cotton obedient! Why did you let him go like this? Really, really..."

After dealing with a few words randomly, Wang Laoshuan said goodbye to Zhou Li'an and his son, got up and left in a hurry.

Zhou Dajiang sent Wang Laobolan out of the door and bought paper money and candles by the way. As soon as he came back, Zhou Li'an called him, "Jiang, there is a black wooden box in my cabinet to help me get it." He groped and untied the key from his belt and handed it to Zhou Dajiang. Zhou Dajiang entered the inner room and opened the cabinet. Sure enough, he saw a black wooden box, long and flat, but it was a dry cigarette box. He thought that the old man was addicted to smoking. He couldn't help frowning, took the box and came out and said, "Dad, haven't you smoked this dry cigarette for many years?"

Zhou Li'an took the box and gently stroked the box and sighed, "What do you know? It's not dry smoke here, but the life of your bastards!"

Zhou Dajiang knew that his father never said anything false. Since this box contains the lives of future generations, it can never be faked. He couldn't help but be confused and secretly thought about what was in such a small box that could make Dad say so.

Zhou Li'an gently rubbed the box surface that had lost some paint and said thoughtfully, "It's so fast. It's been twenty years in such a blink of an eye. Jiang, do you remember what your brothers did 20 years ago?

Zhou Dajiang broke his fingers and said, "At that time, I worked as a worker in a good seed factory, the second one was a sprinkler at the sanitation station, the third one was a security officer in the municipal machinery factory, the fourth was a bus, and the fifth was a worker in the infrastructure team." Everyone saw that the old Zhou family is infinitely beautiful now, but the Zhou family still clearly remembers those unborn days. It is true that Mr. Zhou was a meritorious official in the founding of the country, but after sending their five brothers to the army, he did not say a word for their future. For this reason, the five brothers complained about their father.

Zhou Li'an asked again, "Do you remember when you did it?"

"In the first year of reform, I can't remember the specific date clearly." That year was a turning point for the whole country and a turning point in the fate of Zhou Dajiang's life. In that year, because of his work performance, he was recognized by his superiors and had a strong relationship with the factory director at that time. He was recommended to be promoted to a deputy factory. Then he was out of control and was quickly promoted at a pace of two years. The deputy factory director and factory director , Chief of the Agriculture Section of the Agricultural Bureau, Deputy Director of the Agricultural Bureau, Director of the Agricultural Bureau, Director of the Agriculture Department of the Provincial Department of Agriculture... Finally, he retired from the position of deputy director.

"I remember that it was September 13 of the first year of reform, the second day of the Yong family's destruction!"

Mr. Zhou Li'an's words had a gloomy smell, which made Zhou Dajiang shiver. Why did he associate the things he did with the destruction of the Yong family?

"The things in this box arrived at our house on September 12 of that year!"

Zhou Li'an opened the lid of the box as he spoke.

Zhou Dajiang stretched out his neck and stared in.

There is only a piece of yellowed old paper in the box, with a column of words written on it, and I can't see the content clearly for a while.

"It was the morning of September 12th. As soon as it was dawn, Brother Yong suddenly came to the door and said something to me and left this note. In the afternoon, he and Mr. Songyan went with Yong Bowen's baby. In the morning of September 13, more than a dozen people in the Yong family died without even a single move. I still remember clearly that the smell of blood has been drifting to our house. I was awakened and thought I had returned to the battlefield! After that, you all persuaded me to move and said that it was awkward to live next to this murderous house, and I was scolded back. You all secretly say that I am stubborn and stubborn. In fact, you don't know that I can't move. I'm going to move. You bastards don't want to turn over again in your life!"

Zhou Li'an pinched the end of the note, carefully picked it up, and looked at it for a long time before handing it to Zhou Dajiang.

Zhou Dajiang looked at it carefully and saw four sentences written on the paper.

"The white tiger has a bad feng shui, and his luck has risen in the past 20 years. Once you have to meet an old friend, don't see it too white.

When he was puzzled, he saw Zhou Li'an patting the table and said, "The people who are waiting have seen it, and they have finished what they said. It's time to go. Jiang, arrange someone to pack up your things, move after 12 o'clock, and never come back again!"

Zhou Dajiang's heart was a little bad. He was thinking about the note attentively. He was shocked by the sound of Zhou Li'an patting the table. His hand trembling, and the note fell down. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from outside the door and flew out with the note. Zhou Dajiang hurriedly chased after him. The note was blown into the kitchen by the wind. He ran over quickly. He saw the note falling into the stove and suddenly burned pink. He couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, but heard Zhou Li'an ask in the room, "Jiang, is that paper gone?" If it's gone, it's gone. Hurry up and find someone to arrange a move!"

Zhou Dajiang responded and quickly moved the contact.

This time, the other four brothers of the Zhou family called to ask what was going on.

Even if you want to move, there is no such urgency.

Moving is a big deal. How can you just move? Can you say that the old man is crazy?

There are also people who complain about Zhou Dajiang. You said that the old man was crazy, and you didn't persuade him, so you had to make trouble?

But no matter what, this move is also a must. In those years, the family couldn't persuade the old man to move, but now the family can't persuade the old man to move.

Fortunately, the Zhou family had the ability to do it. The city had already prepared a house for Mr. Zhou and transferred vehicles. A bunch of grandchildren who had time came to help, snored the things in the house to the car, and pulled them all away.

The things were moved, but the old man refused to leave now. He had to wait until after twelve o'clock.

If the old man doesn't leave, these descendants can't leave, so they have to stare at this empty house.

After finally staying up until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhou Li'an finally said, "Let's go!" I looked at the old house that had lived for decades with nostalgia, and immediately walked out of the door without looking back.

A group of descendants quickly followed.

When I went out, I saw countless paper money flying in the night sky. I don't know who threw it. It was all over the sky. It was like a heavy snow, and the whole ground was covered with paper money.

There was a faint sound of whining in the direction of the Yong family's old house.

A group of juniors of the Zhou family only felt creepy and couldn't wait to leave this damn place immediately.

But Zhou Li'an was not in a hurry. He stopped, listened attentively, and said to Zhou Dajiang, "Jiang, use all the things you have prepared." He turned his head and said to the children and grandchildren behind him, "Get on your knees and kowtow to the old house!"

Looking at the ghostly old house shrouded in paper money, Zhou Dajiang also felt that his heart was furry and did not dare to delay. He picked up the candle paper money and took his two sons to the door of the Yong family's old house to light the fire. Zhou Dajiang's son was quite bold. He heard the sad crying in the old house. He was curious for a moment and lay down on the crack of the door and looked in. At this look, he couldn't help but be scared to his back!

The Yong's courtyard is gloomy and green, and I don't know how many vague dark shadows float around, which is not like the human atmosphere.

One of the dark shadows seemed to look at the door unconsciously. The eyes turned out to be red, shining!

He shivered and didn't dare to look at it again. He quickly flashed away.

The crying in the courtyard suddenly became louder, and he faintly heard a sad cry, "Master, why did you lie to us!"