Beloved

Although Fu Jian lost "Jian" in his hand, he felt at ease in his heart.Because he successfully made the Rong family uncomfortable.

The Rong family is engaged in politics, although there are also juniors who are in business, but the scale is not large, and it cannot be compared with the Fu Jian family.

Fu Jian didn't feel anything special without 'Jian', at most his teeth ached when he thought of it.But the lack of 'Jian' in the Rong family is equivalent to losing half of the family's financial income.

Although the Rong family got a large sum of money for the acquisition of shares, compared to this one-time dead money, who wouldn't prefer the living money that comes every year and increases every year?

Elder Rong was so angry that he ran to the hospital to argue with Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu half leaned on the wheelchair, indifferent.Probably the incident this time hit him too hard, coupled with the fact that he was already paralyzed and half of his body was buried in the soil, he had long since lost the ambition he had before.For the Rong family, he now only has hatred.

I hate that a little girl of the Rong family has ruined their family's reputation accumulated for three generations.

At times like these, he suddenly became religious.Two days ago, he wanted to go back to the old ancestral house to pay homage to his ancestors, but he was stopped when he reached the sentry box outside the village. No matter how much he asked Fu Yuan, he was not allowed to enter.

Uncle Fu regretted beyond measure.He called his brothers and sisters, except for Fourth Master Fu who also answered, the other two did not answer his calls.

Regarding Fu Qiuran, Uncle Fu has nothing to complain about, after all, she is a married woman.

But for Second Master Fu, Uncle Fu hated him so much that he had no choice but to compromise with him at this time. He hoped that Second Master Fu could pull him out at this time, but it was a pity that Second Master Fu had a higher heart than the sky. Maybe after kicking Uncle Fu out of the game, get him back. After getting back, he will be his future rival and his descendant's rival. He is not that stupid.

Uncle Fu now only wants to send the younger generation back to the clan. He recorded a video and sent it to Fu Shanlong after several twists and turns. He hoped that Fu Shanlong could look at his pitiful appearance and see him. .

After receiving the video, Fu Shanlong put the CD on the desk, and didn't plan to watch it. He could guess what Uncle Fu said without watching it.

Uncle Fu waited and endured bitterly... he didn't wait for the pity of the head of the family.

He had complications caused by overthinking, and suddenly his condition worsened, and he could not be rescued, so he left.

When he left, Fu Duo and Fu Jian stood by his side, pulled off the oxygen mask on his mouth, and he could still hear him muttering: "Little uncle...forgive me!"

Fu Duo wailed, and Fu Jian's eyes were red.

Uncle Fu's sudden departure was beyond everyone's expectations, even Fu Shanlong himself did not expect it.

Fu Jian personally organized the funeral for his grandfather, and held a five-day condolence and farewell ceremony in the largest funeral home in the city. He expected that there would be many people attending the funeral, but in the end...not many people came at first.

Fu Erye, Fu Qiuran and Fu Siye finally showed up.The three brothers and sisters started crying before entering the auditorium, crying all the way to the coffin.

Second Master Fu cried the most. He threw himself in front of the coffin, howling and patting the coffin, "My big brother, why did you just leave like this?...I wanted to come and see you two days ago! You just want to save face, why don't you know how to call me? I didn't see you for the last time, my old brother!"

When Fu Qiuran and Fourth Master Fu heard what Second Master Fu said, their faces were a little embarrassed.Their second elder brother's face is too thick, obviously he told other people not to contact Uncle Fu at this time, so as not to anger the old man, but he opened his eyes and told lies in front of the dead man's spirit.

Fu Qiuran wept, and echoed what Second Master Fu said.

Fourth Master Fu felt uncomfortable, and silently knelt down to burn paper money.

As the head of the family, Fu Jian knelt on the right side of the mourning hall to wear sackcloth and mourning for Uncle Fu. He accepted Second Master Fu's condolence expressionlessly, his fists hidden in his wide sleeves clenched tightly into a ball.

With the cover of the filial hat on top of his head, he looked at Fu Chan on the side. With the corners of his eyes half down, Fu Jian looked serious, but Fu Jian always felt that the corners of his mouth were upturned.

This kid, who was always a head lower than him in the past, now has a higher status than him.

He obviously had a good hand, but he was beaten into this appearance by himself.

It was Fu's turn to burn paper money, Fu Jian's eyes suddenly turned to other places, he didn't want to meet this guy's eyes

Fu Gu felt Fu Jian's movements and smiled meaningfully.He knelt before the coffin, burned some gold paper and ingots, then walked up to Fu Jian and saluted, "Brother, condolences!"

Fu Jian returned the gift to him without saying a word.

Fu Yu was waiting for his wife to burn the paper, and his eyes fixed on Fu Jian's head, "Brother, I have taken over the foreign business in the last month, and my grandfather thinks highly of me for giving me this opportunity. Will do well."

What this guy said was extremely sincere, and it sounded like he was expressing his determination to work hard to Fu Jian, but to Fu Jian's ears, this was showing off to him and declaring war on him!

He raised his head, his eyes collided with Fu Gu, and sparks burst out.

Fu Duo, who was kneeling next to him, pressed Fu Jian's arm, "Fu Zhu! Go out first after you finish worshiping, we are quite busy here."

After Fu Zhu complied obediently, he walked out swaggeringly with his wife.

This time, the veins on Fu Jian's fists were bulging, and the knuckles of his knuckles were rubbed so loudly that his eyes were irritated by Fu Jian's back. After the movement, it was instantly magnified.

That used to be the team he was qualified to have.Those are the top accompanying bodyguards in the Fu family system, and there are different levels.Except that Fu Shanlong is using the special grade, only he can enjoy the resources of the first grade.

The previous Fu Qian was similar to him, but in 'Guangzheng', he could only use level three resources, so the difference was huge.

"Father! I'm not reconciled." Fu Jian said sadly.

Fu Duo looked around cautiously, and shook his head at him, "A Jian, we are the only ones left in the family now. Once your grandpa leaves, the pillar of our family will be gone. Don't be as impulsive and reckless as before. We have to protect ourselves."

Fu Jian closed his eyes with difficulty, "Then what do you say?"

"Before your grandfather died, he sent a video to Grandpa, begging for forgiveness, and hoping that Grandpa can take us back. Looking at the current situation, Grandpa has not agreed, but we can't complain, so please apologize to Grandpa first. Then, do things in a down-to-earth manner." Fu Duo always felt that what his old man said when the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry should have a little effect.It depends on Fu Jian's attitude in the future.

Fu Jian obviously didn't agree with Fu Duo's proposal.Ask him to plead guilty to Fu Shanlong?Why did he feel that this was not much different from killing him.

"I won't bow to him even if I die." Fu Jian gritted his teeth and insisted.

As soon as Fu Duo heard this, well, all the previous words were in vain.He knows his son's personality very well, and it won't change in a short while.Even if Fu Jian had already regretted it in his heart, he wouldn't show it right now. He probably still wanted to let the other party give him a step down!

"You!" Fu Duo simply hated iron.

Fu Jian didn't want to listen to his father's nagging, so he got up and walked away.

Fu Duo rubbed his chest. He has been worrying about it for the past few days. Why can't his son be more considerate of himself like other children's children.

Fu Bin knelt behind the two of them, and he also listened to the conversation between his grandfather and father.He patted Fu Duo's back from behind, "Grandpa... Dad doesn't want to do it, let's do it. As long as Dad doesn't object to us doing it."

Fu Duo felt a little comforted in his heart.Finally, there is a sensible person in the family.It's a pity that the child is still young. If he was older, he would rather leave the family affairs to Fu Bin to handle.

Fu Shanlong did not come to Uncle Fu's condolence meeting, but he sent a wreath in the name of 'Guangzheng'.

Seeing that Grandpa had sent wreaths, other members of the Fu family followed suit and sent wreaths to the meeting place. Some of the people who had been favored by Uncle Fu couldn't care less at this time, and came to see the elder for the last time.

So far, Uncle Fu's condolence meeting has both face and face, and it can be regarded as the last trace left in this world in a lively manner.

On the day of Uncle Fu's burial, Fu Shanlong and Sheng Jie stood in the small auditorium far away and watched the burial process. Both of them chose to face all this in silence.

The two didn't speak until after Fengtu.

"Didn't the old man's last words to you move you?" Sheng Jie asked.

Fu Shanlong shook his head, "For so many years, he has never figured out what kind of person I am, it's really sad."

"Sometimes when I think about it, I feel that the people in their family are so stupid that people can't last long." Sheng Jie joked.

"Are you soft-hearted? If you can forgive me, I can at least let Fu Jian survive." Mr. Fu looked at Sheng Jie with a piercing gaze.

Sheng Jie also shook his head, "How can they be so cheap. When I was chased and shot, no one was soft on me."

Fu Shanlong smiled, obviously very satisfied with Sheng Jie's answer.

"Give Fu Jian a chance, the same chance as me." Sheng Jie said again suddenly.

Fu Shanlong didn't understand what he meant, so he raised his eyebrows.

"What I mean is... find someone to hunt him down once. If he is lucky enough to escape or survive... I will turn this matter over." Sheng Jie thought it was fair.

Fu Shanlong disagreed, "He's not as tenacious as you!" A guy who was so frightened by a car accident that his legs went limp, let him dodge bullets in the hail of bullets?It's a joke.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Sheng Jie smiled without sincerity, and turned his gaze to the people who came out of the cemetery one after another, especially at Fu Erye, Fu Qiuran and Fu Siye. The expressions at this moment have their own merits: "I don't know if it's luck or misfortune for those who were born into your Fu family."

"It's good luck to be safe.