"Chairman!" Su Yu's voice brought Jiang Rufeng back to his senses.

He asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"There's a group of people coming over there, it looks like there are dozens of them." Su Yu pointed to a place not far away where a group of people were rushing towards this side.

Jiang Rufeng saw that the workers had already dug up the grave, so he said to Su Yu, "Stop them for a while!"

"Okay!" Su Yu and Zhou Qin said in unison.

The group of people came closer, and the leader was a middle-aged woman. When she saw the people in the field, she said to an older man, "Fourth Uncle, look, they are digging up my brother-in-law's grave!"

The man called Fourth Uncle narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and asked doubtfully, "Is the girl in the field Jinshu?"

The middle-aged woman flatly denied it, "Of course not! How could Jinshu bring people to dig up her father's grave!"

Fourth Uncle shook his head, "If it wasn't for Jinshu, who would come to dig graves in other people's land?"

At this time, a car came speeding and stopped behind the crowd. Yang Guiyun got out of the car and hurried to the front of the crowd, "Fourth Uncle, how did you get here!"

"Guiyun, you're back! I haven't seen you for a long time!" Fourth Uncle saw her and smiled.

Liang Guiyun also smiled and said: "My son Dengpan is going to take the high school entrance exam this year. I don't have time to come back, so I am busy with him every day."

"Yes! I heard from others that it is very difficult for children nowadays to get into high school. Half of the children cannot get into high school." Fourth Uncle sighed and expressed his understanding.

But then he asked again: "Are you back to see your mother or for something else? Is the girl in the field Jinshu?"

"It's Jinshu, Fourth Uncle. Jinshu came back to move her father's grave, and I accompanied her back to see my mother." Yang Guiyun said with a smile.

Fourth Uncle nodded and said, "Teacher Song is a foreigner. He has been lying alone here for more than ten years. It's time to move away."

He turned to the people who followed him and said, "This is their family's business. We outsiders should just go back!"

Seeing them leaving, the middle-aged woman said, "Uncle Four, you have to take care of this matter!"

Fourth uncle turned his head and looked at him, "How do you want me to manage this? Isn't your sister here too? Jinshu wants to move her father's grave, which is a good thing! We can't let your brother-in-law lie here forever!"

The middle-aged woman glanced at Yang Guiyun and said, "This is my family's land. We have been building a tomb here for more than ten years. Are you going to move the tomb without saying anything?"

After hearing her words, everyone who followed her understood. Did she want people to move the grave quickly? Did she want something?

They all turned their eyes to Yang Guiyun.

Yang Guiyun had a lot of complaints against her brother's wife. When she heard her say this, she smiled coldly, "My household registration is still in the village, and I own part of the land here. You have been cultivating my land for many years, but I have never seen you give me a grain of wheat or a grain of corn! Besides, it was my father who decided to bury Teacher Song here. What does this have to do with you?"

The middle-aged woman couldn't take it anymore and yelled, "As a married girl, what right do you have to give orders in your parents' home?"

Su Yu, who had been listening impatiently, spoke up, "Sister, what do you want?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Su Yu and Zhou Qin, thinking: These people look like rich people, but they also don't seem easy to mess with.

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and said, "He can't be buried in my field for so many years in vain!"

"Tell me what you're thinking!" Zhou Qin said sternly.

The middle-aged woman was frightened, but she said calmly, "You have to pay me the rental fee!"

"Make a bid!" Su Yu stared at her, his eyes extremely cold.

The middle-aged woman's voice was trembling. "It must be at least one or two thousand a year! It's more than ten years!"

Su Yu smiled coldly, "Okay, I'll give you 2,000 per year, a total of 20,000, how about that?"

The middle-aged woman and the group of people were stunned: Is it so easy to give 20,000?

Feeling extremely regretful, the middle-aged woman mustered up the courage to say, "And the graveyard delayed my family's harvest."

Su Yu smiled coldly, "Don't make your requests bit by bit like squeezing toothpaste! Say all your requests in one breath!"

"You have to compensate me ten thousand for delaying my family's harvest!" the middle-aged woman said while looking at Su Yu's reaction.

Su Yu stared at her and asked, "Anything else?"

The middle-aged woman thought for a long time before shaking her head, "No more!"

Su Yu smiled at Zhou Qin, "Lawyer Su, please write a receipt and ask this lady to sign and put her fingerprints on it later!"

Everyone thought that this man in a suit was going to give the middle-aged woman 30,000 yuan, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

“These people look very rich!”

"Yang Guishan's family got 30,000 yuan from someone in just a short while?"

"These people must have been brought by Jinshu. Look at their cars. Each one costs no less than a million!"

"Is it so expensive? Then Yang Guishan's family will have less!"

"If she doesn't want money, it doesn't mean Jinshu won't give her money!"

"That's right, he got into the money hole!"

The middle-aged woman listened to the villagers' discussions, feeling anxious and embarrassed, and her face turned red and white.

But she thought to herself: It would be a waste if I didn’t give it up. Anyway, it’s true that he has been buried in my field for so many years!

At this time, Jinshu was already walking over here holding the wrapped urn.

Jiang Jinfeng stayed by her side, and the Feng Shui master directed the workers to fill the grave.

Seeing the ashes in Jiang Jinfeng's arms, Jiang Rufeng could no longer control his tears.

Noticing his unusual movements, Su Yu immediately walked up to him and handed him a handkerchief. "Chairman, does anyone here know you?"

Jiang Rufeng didn't answer him, but just shed tears silently.

Watching Jiang Jinshu getting closer with the ashes in his arms, Su Yu looked towards Jiang Jinfeng.

Jiang Jinfeng seemed to understand what he meant and whispered a few words to Song Jinshu, then Song Jinshu came to Jiang Rufeng holding the ashes.

Jiang Rufeng slowly stretched out his hands, took the wrapped urn, and held it tightly in his arms. His shoulders kept shaking because of sobbing.

Jiang Jinfeng placed his hand on his cousin's shoulder and pressed it gently.

At Jiang Jinfeng's reminder, Song Jinshu took the urn from Jiang Rufeng's arms, then turned and walked towards the funeral car with the coffin.

The two drivers got in the car first, opened the coffin and then got out.

Jiang Jinfeng accompanied Song Jinshu into the car and put the urn into the coffin with her. Then the two of them got out of the car, and after the driver closed the coffin, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Standing up again, Song Jinshu walked to the group of people and greeted the old man, "Fourth Grandfather!"

"Jinshu!" The old man sighed, "Take your father back. This is not his hometown either."

Song Jinshu nodded, "Yes! Thanks to you for taking care of my grandma all these years!"

She looked at the middle-aged woman who was busy counting money and smiled bitterly, "Jinzi, even if you don't want the money, I will give it to you. I originally prepared 100,000!"

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