Great Medicine Without Borders

  Chapter 692 Vigil

  The brothers of the Zhou family seemed to have suddenly recognized the reality, and honestly acted as filial sons and grandsons. The night before the funeral, the two brothers took the initiative to assume the responsibility of guarding the spirit.

  Xu Chunliang thought that these two guys must be fake merciful cats crying and mice, and he didn't agree with Grandpa's handling of this matter from the bottom of his heart.

  Mei Ruxue persuaded him to focus on the overall situation, and try not to cause extra complications at this time, and An Ansheng finished the funeral.

  Xu Chunliang couldn't help being a little annoyed when he saw the Zhou brothers performing in the mourning hall.

  I was seeing my father Xu Jiaxuan standing alone under a big locust tree and talking on the phone. He seemed in a good mood and grinned happily.

  Although Xu Chunliang can understand that his father doesn't have much affection for his uncle, if his appearance is seen by his grandfather, he will have to be pampered. Xu Chunliang quietly approached behind him, wanting to hear who Old Xu had such a happy chat with.

  Xu Jiaxuan was extremely vigilant, and Xu Chunliang had already noticed it as soon as he approached him. He covered the phone with his hands and turned around. After seeing clearly that it was his son, he gave him a glare, and said to the phone: "Someone is here, let's talk next time."

  Xu Chunliang looked at him with disdain: "Why do you work underground? Are you still shameless?"

  Xu Jiaxuan said straightforwardly: "I can't have a little privacy? I said why are you so gossip? Just like your mother."

  Xu Chunliang said: "It's a good thing I didn't follow you, otherwise I would rather kill myself."

   "How do you say it? In your heart, your old man is so unbearable?"

Xu Chunliang stared at him for a while, feeling that Zhou Renhe's appearance was quite similar to Zhou Renhe's, and reminded him: "Old Xu, calm down these two days, just like your cheerful look just now, if grandpa sees you The consequences could be disastrous."

When Xu Jiaxuan heard him mention the old man, he quickly looked around and felt relieved when he was sure that his father was not around. He sighed and said, "What else do you want? I flew all the way here and sacrificed several days. Uncle doesn't understand either, if you say you're a bit lost, it's really not too sad, your father and I are more real, not good at pretending."

  Xu Chunliang knew that what he said was true.

  Xu Jiaxuan took out a pack of cigarettes and smoked one himself, and Xu Chunliang lit it for him.

  Xu Jiaxuan grinned, his precious son finally honored himself once, he took a puff of cigarette and said, "Why did you come out?"

  Xu Chunliang said: "The guests are almost here, nothing to do."

  Xu Jiaxuan said in a low voice: "Is it because you can't get used to the disgusting look of those two guys?" Knowing the son is like a father, he still knows a little about his son.

  Xu Chunliang nodded.

Xu Jiaxuan said: "Mr. Zhou left the inheritance to you. It seems that you have got a big advantage, but in fact it left you with a big trouble. Although our Xu family is not a top rich man, it is not bad for these three melons. "

  Xu Chunliang smiled and said: "It's a big tone. What my uncle left me is not three melons and two dates. The real estate and cash add up to 50 million. The most important thing is the trademark of Renhetang."

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "We have the Huichun Hall, but in this way you will become the enemy of the Zhou family brothers. They are not good people. I don't know what tricks they will think of against the Xu family in the future."

  Xu Chunliang said: "Have you ever worried about the Xu family's affairs?"

  Xu Jiaxuan was stopped by his son's question. He was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "I know I'm sorry for my family all these years, son, I heard that Mr. Zhou was killed by someone?"

  Xu Chunliang told the story of Zhou Renhe's murder, and now the Jeju police are also investigating the incident.

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "Who do you think is the most suspicious?"

  Xu Chunliang said: "It's not easy to talk about things without evidence."

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "What if there is evidence?"

  Xu Chunliang looked at him in surprise: "You seem to know something?"

  Xu Jiaxuan quickly shook his head and said: "That's what I said, I always feel that this matter is a bit suspicious."

   "You said it! What do you suspect?"

Xu Jiaxuan said: "What are you talking about? I always feel that it is not so coincidental. I have also observed this old house. Who would be interested in this old house? Most likely, the people who did this knew the inside story Yes, and while Mr. Zhou is away, he wants to find out the secrets in this old house."

Xu Chunliang nodded, regardless of Xu Jiaxuan's cynical but insane situation, in fact he also thinks so, Xu Chunliang said: "The police investigation shows that there should be nothing missing here, and it is said that someone broke into the house, and it happened to be seen by my uncle. Just then, the gangster was eager to get away and overthrew my uncle."

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "Your uncle and grandfather probably didn't see the gangster's appearance clearly. The gangster must have put on a disguise, otherwise he might kill someone to silence him."

Xu Chunliang said: "This is not much different from murdering people." In fact, the first thing he suspected was one of the Zhou brothers, but his uncle did not identify them after he woke up. Before he died, he wanted to sever the father-son relationship with Zhou Yiwen and Zhou Yiwu. What made him make such a decision.

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "Is there no surveillance in the old house?"

   "Yes, but it's been broken for a long time."

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "We can investigate what the two brothers were doing at that time."

  Xu Chunliang said: "The police have checked, and both brothers have provided alibi."

Xu Jiaxuan said: "It's not easy to prove your alibi. Using the Mandela effect can easily create the illusion that you are not there." The memory of an event or thing does not match the reality.

  Xu Chunliang said: "You don't need to think about it blindly. I will investigate this matter after my uncle is buried."

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "Actually, it's very simple to find out about this matter, and now is the best opportunity."

  Xu Chunliang looked at Xu Jiaxuan with some surprise: "Have you already thought of a way?"

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "After all, I have a master's degree in psychology. I know how to use the psychology of ordinary people."

  Xu Chunliang felt that Xu Jiaxuan was getting more and more interesting, so he smiled and said, "Let's hear it."

  Xu Jiaxuan said: "No matter how good words are, actions are better. Tonight, my father and I will cooperate to find out the truth of this matter. We can't let your uncle die in such an unexplained way."

  In the early hours of the morning, the old house in the ancient alley fell into silence, only the lights were on in the mourning hall, and the wind picked up, and the drizzle fell on the tent, making the rustling sound like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

   At this time, only the Zhou brothers were left to watch the night.

  Zhou Yiwen yawned and saw Zhou Yiwu sitting next to him dozing off, so he bumped him with his elbow and told him to check the ever-burning light, it was almost time to add oil to it.

  Zhou Yiwu stretched a little depressed, and got up to refuel.

  Zhou Yiwen squatted down and burned the yellow paper, whispering in his mouth: "Dad, you have a good journey, no matter what you do to us, our brothers are here."

Zhou Yiwu came over and squatted opposite him after filling up the oil, and threw yellow paper into it. He picked up a lighted yellow paper and lit the cigarette, but was blinded by the smoke. He threw down the yellow paper and rubbed his eyes while smoking: "Old man You may not receive our love."

  Zhou Yiwen said: "Whether he appreciates it or not, let's hope for peace of mind."

  Zhou Yiwu snorted coldly and said, "It's good for him, he just kicked his feet and didn't care about anything, leaving a mess and leaving so much trouble for us brothers to deal with?"

  Zhou Yiwen said: "The wall has ears, so be careful when you speak."

Zhou Yiwu disdainfully said: "What's the matter? I'm not afraid of them." He got up and came to his father's portrait, pointed to Zhou Renhe's portrait and said: "If you really have a spirit in the sky, use your brains, Renhetang was founded by you It’s true, but the development to today’s scale is due to the efforts of our two brothers, why do you leave what should belong to us to others?”

  Although Zhou Yiwen hated the old man deeply, he would not be as disrespectful as Zhou Yiwu.

  Zhou Yiwen whispered: "Yiwu, don't mess around."

Zhou Yiwu said: "He also forced me to mess around. I really don't understand. Do you think that if we bow our heads and make concessions, we will be able to move Xu's family, and Xu Chunliang will give us back what should belong to us? Go ahead and dream." , everything we are doing now is in vain.”

  Zhou Yiwen said: "People's words are awesome, you don't want to be poked in the back and called unfilial, do you?"

  Zhou Yiwu gritted his teeth and said: "If he is not benevolent, why should we not be filial..." Before he finished speaking, the lights in the coffin shed suddenly went out, and both of them sank at the same time.

  The ever-burning lamp was still on, but the light in the altar dimmed instantly. Looking at the swaying flames, Zhou Yiwen couldn't help frowning, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense, you have to listen."

  Although Zhou Yiwu was a little nervous in his heart, he still pretended to be calm, and said with a chuckle, "Isn't it just a power outage? Do you really believe in the nonsense that there are spirits in the sky? There are no ghosts and gods in this world."

  Zhou Yiwen didn't bother to talk nonsense with him: "Go and see if there is a power outage."

  Zhou Yiwu felt a little reluctance in his heart, but he still left the coffin shed. The electricity was temporarily pulled out from the old house.

  The gate of the old house was open. Zhou Yiwu walked into the old house and saw that it was pitch black inside. Xu Chunliang and his son stayed in the old house tonight, and everyone else went to a nearby hotel to rest.

  Zhou Yiwu looked at the main room before walking to the kitchen on the east side, where the wires came from.

Zhou Yiwu pushed open the door of the kitchen, reached out to touch the switch, turned it on, but there was still no response. He probably had the insurance blown. When he took out his phone and turned on the flashlight, someone pushed him from behind, and Zhou Yiwu staggered into the room. into the kitchen.

   Then he heard the two doors behind him closed, Zhou Yiwu wanted to call for help. A light flashed in the darkness, and saw an old man with white hair standing there with his back facing him in a shroud.

  Zhou Yiwu was frightened out of his wits, and wanted to turn around and run outside, but at this moment, his legs didn't listen to his order at all, and stood there as if frozen.

  The old man with his back turned to him said sinisterly: "I died a terrible death..."

  (end of this chapter)