A happy life taught by a domineering daughter

November 11rd was the day the old man was preparing to be buried.

In the early morning of this day, the distant relatives of the Lin family almost trampled the threshold. It was obviously a simple matter, but everyone had joy on their faces.

"It's really disgusting." Lin Xin looked at this scene, and it would be a lie to say he was not dissatisfied.

Normally when the old man was around, these relatives would never get along, but now that the old man was gone, they all came over.

It is not that easy to divide the family property.

As the suona sounded, Lin Xin, draped in white clothes, stepped forward and kowtowed respectfully to the coffin.

In the corner, five or six old people watched this scene, with solemn expressions on their faces, and whispered:

"This guy Zhenguo has trained a good grandson, and his years of hard work have not been in vain."

"Do you want to shock these people? Today is Zhenguo's burial day after all. I don't want something to disgust him."

"Well... no need, this is a matter for one's own family, leave it to that boy."

……

As several strong men carrying the coffin stepped forward, the simple and heavy coffin was immediately lifted and carried out of the courtyard.

Since it is a burial mound, the burial place is not far from the Lin family, at most half an hour away.

Ning Zhuya had already paid homage to the old man yesterday, so she took Lin Xueer out today.

According to local customs, it is best for children and young women not to get close to this kind of trivial matter, as it is said to be unlucky.

But even so, Ning Zhuya still led Lin Xueer and followed her at a distance from the rear of the team. Ning's father and Ning's mother were also beside them.

In the funeral procession, two bloated middle-aged women looked at each other and nodded imperceptibly.

They came here for the Lin family's property, but they needed an excuse to ask for the property, so they decided to make trouble for the funeral.

This may be the so-called, there is a road to heaven if you don't take it, and there is no door to hell if you break in.

On the streets of Shendu, pedestrians who heard the commotion moved out of the way and stood on both sides of the road, watching quietly.

In a certain alley, a group of ten people looked at the funeral procession approaching not far away and were discussing something in a low voice.

"Are you ready?"

"As long as we mess up the funeral, everyone can get 50 by then. You all should pay attention to me."

"Don't worry, brother, I've prepared the manure truck. If they dare to come over, I'll just drive over them. It's an accident anyway and they can't do anything to me."

"The old man's funeral was quite grand, and the coffin doesn't look cheap. It's such a pity. If you give us the money, it will be enough for us brothers to have a good time."

Soon, as the funeral procession got closer, just when the thin man was about to drive, he was blocked by a figure.

Lin Tian, ​​who still had a band-aid on his face, looked at the ten people with cold eyes, suppressed his anger and said provocatively:

"Hey, I heard that you were going to do something to my grandpa's funeral, so I came to play with you guys personally."

Hearing this, the leading eldest brother could not realize that the matter had been revealed, and directly ordered to the younger brother:

"Come on! Get rid of him within 5 minutes, don't waste time."

The nine boys all looked at Lin Tian with unkind expressions on their faces, rubbed their fists, and sneered: "Boy, you asked for this!"

Then, the nine people rushed towards Lin Tian, ​​intending to knock this blind guy down directly.

About 3 minutes later...

Lin Tian calmly took out a cigarette from his trouser bag and lit it. As for the ten gangsters, they fell to the ground with bruises all over their bodies and howled. Next to them was a slender iron rod that had been whipped because of excessive force.

After blowing out a mouthful of white smoke, Lin Tian walked up to the leading gangster and squatted down, grabbed his hair and asked:

"I only give you one chance. If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in bed, just answer my questions."

"Who paid for you to come here?"

Hearing this, the gangster leader tremblingly said a name.

After getting the answer, Lin Tian nodded, let go of the guy, and stood up again.

Just when the little gangster thought he had escaped, a foot stepped down on his third leg mercilessly.

In an instant, indescribable pain enveloped his body, and he began to cry and scream, and his wails echoed in the silent alley.

"Don't worry, timely treatment may still help." Lin Tian casually threw the half-smoked cigarette into his mouth.

Then he turned around and left the alley, following the funeral procession that was leaving.

At this time, in the funeral procession, as the instigator, Zhao Meilian saw that no one came out to cause trouble, so she couldn't help but cursed secretly:

What a bunch of bastards, taking money and not doing anything!

This made her plan to cause trouble come to nothing. She originally wanted to use this matter to put pressure on Lin Guodong's family, but now she can only think of other ways.

Ten minutes later, the team finally arrived at the cemetery.

This area is surrounded by green mountains and green waters, and the soil is fertile. It is definitely a Feng Shui treasure.

The price of finding such a place in Shendu City is naturally high. Fortunately, this hilltop belongs to the Lin family. If it were anyone else, the price would be at least tens of millions.

"Is it solved?" Lin Xin looked at Lin Tian walking next to him and asked.

"Yes." Lin Tian nodded, looking at the coffin that had been buried. Several strong men around him were filling the soil, and there was a tombstone next to it.

He asked Lin Xin: "How do you know there will be trouble in that place?"

Lin Xin, who was also watching the burial ceremony, replied with deep eyes:

"It's very simple. As long as you don't look down on the pretentious people behind you, you can naturally guess what they are thinking."

"When grandpa was here, people like them couldn't get a penny and didn't dare to have any ideas. Now that grandpa is dead, their minds will definitely become more active."

"Just watch, there will probably be more exciting things to come."

Hearing this, Lin Tian glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and then said in a calm tone:

"You can keep my share of the property."

"Are you serious?" Lin Xin turned to look at him in surprise.

"Yes." Lin Tian nodded and said: "The Lin family has supported me for more than 20 years. I can't repay the kindness alone. How can I be so shameless as to divide the family property?"

Lin Xin replied seriously: "You know, we have never thought of treating you as an outsider."

"That's why I feel indebted." Lin Tian smiled bitterly.

As the funeral ceremony ended, Lin Xin and Lin Tian, ​​as direct descendants, walked to the tombstone, knelt down, and kowtowed heavily several times.

Lin Tian felt that he owed the Lin family, and Lin Xin felt that he owed his grandfather too much. Lin Tian was the only one taking care of his grandfather these years.

On the contrary, Lin Xin's family lived a peaceful life without knowing anything.

The two of them said in unison at the same time: "Grandpa, you are on your way..."

Seeing this scene, several old people standing at the back of the team couldn't help but burst into tears, with tears in their eyes.

"Oh, people just can't do it when they are old. They still shed tears even after they are very old."

"Who says it's not the case? This guy Zhenguo actually left a few of our old comrades and left alone."

The blazing sun rising in the east showed its dazzling appearance, and the sunlight fell, making a five-star red flag inserted in front of the tombstone flutter in the wind and shine...