I donated 100 million at the beginning

Let's hope it's not too bad.

on the highway.

A Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle is galloping.

A car, overtaken by it.

"Hey, Boss, did Chen Yuan say you went home?"

"Well! I'm on my way now."

"When will you return to the magic capital?"

"Not sure, three days at the latest!"

"Mr. Hu, congratulations on your film Kung Fu, which is a big hit all over the world! If you want to shoot Kung Fu II, our Datang Company will fully assist you."

"Sorry, Mr. Tang, I don't have that idea right now."

"Junior Brother Hu, the Elite Martial Arts Association has a meeting tomorrow, and I need you to come and host it."

"Senior Brother Nie Chen, something happened in my hometown, and tomorrow may not be able to catch up, so let you and the other senior brothers preside over it!"

"Hey! Good morning, Mr. Hu, congratulations on your Kung Fu box office. You have just entered the top fifty movies in the world."

"Mr. Quentin, thank you for your notice."

Hu Yibao put one hand on the steering wheel and looked ahead. At the same time, phone calls came one after another.

Hu Yibao couldn't refuse some calls, so he could only answer the calls by connecting his mobile phone with the car's Bluetooth while driving.

ten o'clock in the morning.

Hu Yibao finally saw the sign of Hujia Village.

Entering the village, passing by his own home, Hu Yibao didn't stop, and drove straight towards Uncle Yu's house at the end of the village.

The village was very quiet, and Hu Yibao didn't see anyone.

After a few minutes.

The car stopped slowly.

Hu Yibao saw it through the front window.

Everyone in the village gathered at the door of Uncle Yu's house.

The big tent for the funeral has been set up.

Outside the tent was a coffin.

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Chapter 366 Follow me from now on

Chapter 366 Follow me from now on

The appearance of Hu Yibao's Mercedes-Benz also attracted the attention of many people present.

The villagers gathered outside the gate of the uncle's house turned their heads to look at Hu Yibao. When they saw Hu Yibao sitting in the car, someone had already started talking.

"Hu Yibao is back!"

"I heard that Hu Yibao's Kung Fu was just released yesterday, and it should be a very busy time. I was still in Shanghai in the morning, and I came back so soon. Old Yu Jiuquan knew about it, and I should feel relieved!"

"When Hu Yibao was young, Lao Yu treated him very well. He often saw Lao Yu taking a little older Hu Yibao out for a walk."

"I also remember that at that time, Hu Yibao would cry at every turn, and Lao Yu didn't miss hugging him."

"A few days ago, when I was chatting with Lao Yu, he also mentioned Hu Yibao, saying that he missed that child a little bit."

The car window was left open, and the noise reached Hu Yibao's ears.

in the car.

Hu Yibao's eye sockets also gradually turned red.

Lowering his head slightly, taking a deep breath, Hu Yibao got out of the car and walked straight to Uncle Yu's house.

When the villagers around outside saw Hu Yibao coming, they all took the initiative to get out of the way, and there was a little relief on their faces.

What is Hu Yibao's status now?

They all know.

Among the Chinese stars, the famous ones.

The recent kung fu incident has caused a lot of noise, and they all know it.

Right now, logically speaking, Hu Yibao should be very busy.

But at the very moment when he was old and dying, Hu Yibao put down everything in his hands and rushed over, his eyes still red.

Knowing kindness is something that everyone wants to see.

The people in the village also hope that all the sacrifices that Uncle Yu made to Hu Yibao before will be rewarded.

Hu Yibao glanced at his familiar neighbors, nodded to them, and walked straight towards the mourning hall without saying anything.

to the door.

Hu Yibao also saw the situation inside the mourning hall.

On a big red table, there is a photo frame of Uncle Yu, with fruits and chrysanthemums placed on it.

In front of the big red table was a bed propped up by wooden planks. Uncle Yu was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, his eyes closed, and at the end of the bed was a bowl of rice with a pair of chopsticks inserted upside down.

Underground at the end of the bed.

It was a brazier with paper money burning in it. Yu Meng was alone, kneeling in front of the brazier.

not moving at all.

Seeing this, the scenes of the past could no longer be restrained from bee pupae in his mind, and two lines of tears flowed slowly from Hu Yibao's red eyes.

The last time I looked at Uncle Yu, he was still healthy.He was still happy that Yu Meng was able to use the shapeshifter.

Now, unexpectedly, there is already a separation between yin and yang.