What to do when time travel becomes the villain of a novel

Chapter 422 43 luxury cars
The neighbors couldn't help shaking their heads when they saw it.

What kind of person is this, counting them face to face, counting and counting with saliva, and the most outrageous thing is that there is still a smile on his face.

Are you thinking of this as an after-funeral feast?

The aunt also seemed to feel that she had lost her composure.

He quickly suppressed the smile on his face: "What are you looking at, eat your food."

During the banquet, apart from this little episode, there was nothing else.

It is said that fallen leaves return to their roots, but Qin's father came to Z City very early to work hard.

According to Qin's mother, Qin's father has no attachment to his hometown, so Qin's father's cemetery was directly selected in a public cemetery in Z city.

After eating and drinking, it was time to go to the tomb.

When she came back from the funeral home, Qin Yiyi had already brought back her father's ashes.

At this time, it is to escort the urn all the way to the mausoleum, and then have a good burial.

Lin Tian took off the oil-proof apron on his body and changed into a black suit.

"I asked you to prepare, are you ready?" Lin Tian asked Song Die.

In fact, even if Aunt Qin Yiyi's incident did not happen today, Song Die would come over,
Because Lin Tian had already made arrangements.

Even Lin Tian was moved by Qin Xiangnan's dedication, even if he and Qin Yiyi were not good friends, he would send Qin Xiangnan respectfully.

This time when the funeral parlor expressed condolences, he personally drove Zhang Yang away. After the banquet, he was a dignified and wealthy son, and he also went to serve as a food passer.

And now, when it was time for the funeral, he was naturally prepared.

Song Die nodded: "Everything is ready."

Lin Tian glanced at the watch on his wrist, then stood up.

"It's almost time, let's get started."

Just in time, Qin Yiyi was wearing sackcloth and filial piety, holding the ashes of her father Qin Xiangnan, and walked to the door while weeping.

Standing behind her were her relatives, and Lin Tian stood even further behind.

A group of people walked out of Jingchu Street to the sound of mournful mourning.

Today, they will walk all the way to the cemetery mausoleum.

When walking to the intersection of Jingchu Street, Qin Yiyi suddenly stopped in her tracks, because somehow there was a large group of people at the entrance of Jingchu Street, pointing and pointing, not just discussing something.

"Damn it, who is it, such a rich man with so many cars?"

"Who knows, what are you doing here?"

"My God, I've been born for decades, this is the first time I've seen so many luxury cars, this...Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Porsche, Rolls-Royce, Bugatti Veyron, they're all there, I'm going to faint. "

Everyone's discussion reached Qin Yiyi's ears, but Qin Yiyi couldn't arouse the slightest interest. Now she just wanted to send her father to the mausoleum safely and let him rest in peace.

The sound of mourning and music made those who stood in the intersection move away, Qin Yiyi passed through the group of people, passed through the luxury car, and continued to walk forward.

She didn't notice that each of these luxury cars had white fireworks tied to the hood.

It was a white rose for funerals.

Moreover, it is a demon jade white rose imported from the United States, each of which is worth tens of thousands.

Wait until the mourners walk a certain distance.

Those luxury cars started to start one by one, and then slowly followed behind the group of mourners.

It turned out that these luxury cars were all for funerals.

The Lin family villa has a large parking lot, and in that parking lot are all luxury cars above one million level.

So Lin Tian sometimes feels that being a rich man is a very painful thing, and he even has to think about what car to drive every day when he gets up.

But in fact, this is just a joke after all.

There are only a few cars he usually drives, and most of the others are covered with thick dust because they have not been driven for a long time.

For today, he specially asked Song Die to arrange for someone to wash the car in advance.
Then they selected the most luxurious 43 luxury cars to participate in Qin Xiangnan's funeral today.

Qin Xiangnan died at the age of 43, so Lin Tian used 43 luxury cars.

If possible, he would also invite someone to read Qin Xiangnan's deeds, so that every person in City Z would know what kind of person Qin Xiangnan was.

However, he knew that the Seventh Bureau was a secret organization and couldn't be easily shown to others, so that definitely wouldn't work.

Then, he could only use such a luxurious pomp to express his respect to Qin Xiangnan and make him walk more decently.

At least at this stage, the Seventh Bureau still doesn't know about Qin Xiangnan's death, and he can't contact the Seventh Bureau for the time being.

Therefore, if the seventh round cannot be given now, Lin Tian will give it now!

Weeping in mourning and joy, luxury cars whimpering.

Along the way, Qin Yiyi's funeral procession attracted countless attentions.

The funeral procession, followed by 43 luxury cars, makes people wonder who the dead are and why there is such a big scene?
Then everyone saw Qin Xiangnan's posthumous photo and thought: Oh, so it was him.

Everyone thought about it again, no, when did such an awesome character appear in City Z, how could they who lived in City Z all year round not know?
Someone said: "It must be a big shot in some family, but it's usually relatively low-key, we don't know that's all, no matter what, you and I are not qualified to judge."

Even if Qin Yiyi didn't ask, she knew that this must be Lin Tian's handwriting, and it could only be Lin Tian's handwriting.

She was not surprised, only grateful.

However, she was not surprised, and naturally someone was surprised.

For example, Qin Yiyi's aunt was very surprised.

Before, Qin Yiyi said in front of her that she was rich, but Auntie didn't believe it.

Don't you just open a small restaurant on the dirtiest street in the city, how much money can you make?
But now, she knew that she was wrong, Qin Yiyi must be very rich.

She doesn't know that these cars are luxury cars, but she knows that there are no cheap cars with four wheels.

You can rent more than forty cars at once, and you can afford it without tens of thousands of dollars?
From this point of view, Qin Yiyi is indeed not short of money.

She murmured in a low voice: "Didn't you send a letter to my hometown the year before last, and said something bad, do you want to borrow money, hehe, it seems that they are all deceitful."

"I'm so rich, I don't want to share with us country people, but I just want to take advantage of us country people, but there is really your Qin Yiyi, but there is really your Huang Rulan!"

About an hour later, the cemetery arrived, and Qin Xiangnan was buried in the tomb.

Qin Yiyi couldn't bear it again, and cried bitterly at the mausoleum.

Finally, I finally said goodbye.

never see again.

The sky suddenly began to rain lightly.

Then, the rain became heavier and heavier, gradually pouring down.

Many people held up black umbrellas, and Song Die held up one for Lin Tian, ​​who was pushed away by Lin Tian.

He was drenched in the rain, and Qin Yiyi was drenched in the rain.

(End of this chapter)