"Qingwei, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm thanking you." Zhuang Xuanliang sat on the ground, lying on the tombstone, and said with difficulty.

"If...if...if there is a next life, I...I Zhuang Xuanliang...will be a cow and a horse... to redeem... sin." When he said the last word, the hand that was stroking the tombstone slowly slid down,

The thin body also lay weakly on the tombstone.

Zhuang Lin, who was standing behind, looked at the falling body, felt a thunder falling from the sky and hit his head blankly. The sky was spinning, his body staggered and he almost couldn't stand.

Stabilize your body.

He stood there blankly, his head was blank.

Many scenes of that year gradually emerged at this moment, flowing in front of you like a movie.

In these pictures, there are pictures of myself lying in my father's arms when I was young, there are scenes of myself making mistakes, and there are scenes of my father and mother taking me to play with me. There are many more, many,

The scene he forgot.

On the day his mother passed away, he swore that he would not forgive this man again. All the memories of the past were buried in his heart. Over the years, he thought that he had forgotten all this.

, But at this moment, he realized that he was just deceiving himself.

How could those memories from the past be forgotten so casually?

I don’t know how long it took, but when he woke up from his memories, he couldn’t help but squat down and hugged the thin body into his arms.

"Father" hugged the body that was gradually losing its temperature, and tears slid down from his cheeks with the rain.

The rain was still falling, without any intention of stopping, and it fell on Zhuang Lin's body. He just sat there alone, holding his father's body. In this spring rain, he felt the passing warmth and lost it.

, will never be found again.

A crisp shout of "Dad" came from a distance with a hint of crying.

Zhuang Lin raised his head and looked at the sound. In the rain, a slim figure ran towards this side.

After his eyes stayed for a little while, he lowered his head again.

"Dad, open your eyes and look at me, look at me, I am Qing'er." After the girl ran over, she rushed on Zhuang Xuanliang, constantly pushing Zhuang Xuanliang's body, crying and shouting

.

"Stop crying, my father has gone." Looking at the girl lying on her father's body, Zhuang Lin took a deep breath and said with sternness.

The girl raised her head, looked at Zhuang Lin blankly with tears in her eyes.

"Brother, is Dad leaving like this?" The girl bit her lower lip lightly, trying her best to restrain her emotions, then looked at Zhuang Lin and asked timidly.

When he heard the title, a string in Zhuang Lin's heart was gently touched. Looking at the face full of tears and rain in front of him, he couldn't bear it for a while, and finally reached out and gently

Wipe away the tears from the cheek.

Blood is thicker than water. Regardless of whether you admit it or not, the girl in front of you is her own sister and her closest relative in this world.

"Okay, go home. Next, there are still many things to deal with." Zhuang Lin held his father's body and pulled Zhuang Qing from the ground, looked at her and spoke.

Zhuang Qing nodded obediently, followed Zhuang Lin and walked out of the cemetery.

In the afternoon, the old house of the banker set up a mourning hall. The pair of red couplets on the gate were covered with white elegy couplets, and white tents were pulled up inside and outside the old house.

News of the death of Zhuang Xuanliang, the head of the Yanjing Zhuang family, soon spread in Yanjing City. Whether it was the big figures in the upper circle or the small figures in the middle and lower circles, they all knew about it that day.

However, due to various reasons and various concerns, many people still have a hesitation attitude to whether to go to the dealer to mourn.

After all, no one knows that the grudge between Zhuang Xuanliang and Zhuang Lin, the father and son, was precisely because of this grudge that the division of the banker was caused, and the Yanjing banker collapsed and walked towards decline. Now,

The last pillar of the dealer Zhuang Xuanliang, the dealer, also fell down, and the dealer Yanjing is completely finished.

Just as everyone was hesitating, another explosive news came out from the old house of the dealer.

Zhuang Lin, who was originally missing, wore mourning clothes and was guarding his soul in Zhuang Xuanliang's mourning hall.

When this news came out, the entire Yanjing city was in full swing. Everyone, including the top-level big men, did not react at the first time. They had to recall it for a long time, but they also

Don't know why.

The grudge between Zhuang Lin and Zhuang Xuanliang and his father and son is well known. Why, when Zhuang Xuanliang passed away, Zhuang Lin would be in the old house of Zhuang’s house and even mourn Zhuang Xuanliang!

Although I couldn't figure it out, these well-known figures in Yanjing City took action as soon as possible and rushed towards the old house of the dealer.

Although everyone knows that Zhuang Lin has been targeted by the monks in the secret realm, no matter what, Zhuang Lin still has great influence on this land. They are not willing to do this just for this point

Walk to the opposite side of Zhuanglin.

The old house of the banker became lively again, and there were endless people coming and going, and each of these was a big shot in Yanjing City.

Zhuang Lin, wearing white linen clothes, knelt in the mourning hall to welcome the guests who came to mourn. From beginning to end, his face kept a cold expression, which made people even more difficult to see clearly. Before this,

What exactly happened.

Zhuang Xuanliang's death is not in a hurry. In the memories of many people, Zhuang Xuanliang looked very healthy before the New Year, so why did he suddenly die?

Could it be that Zhuang Lin returned to Quancheng and killed Zhuang Xuanliang!

Such thoughts flashed through the hearts of many people.

If this is true, wouldn’t Zhuang Lin kill his father? Although Zhuang Xuanliang has a big mistake, Zhuang Lin, as his son, must not kill his father, because that is a serious crime.

Of course, not many people have such thoughts, because many people still have some understanding of Zhuang Lin. Although Zhuang Lin hates Zhuang Xuanliang, with his character and personality, he is destined to not treat his father

Take action, no matter how much hatred there is.

Too many doubts lingered in everyone's hearts, and in the end, they were forced to be suppressed in their hearts.

Time passed, and it was soon late at night. Although it was raining, the number of guests did not decrease at all, and more and more people naturally came for Zhuanglin.
Chapter completed!