Chapter 671 Listen to you!

For many people in the officialdom, being able to enter the special cemetery of Babaoshan after death is definitely a symbol of identity. It is just like living in a high-end community or a single-family villa. It is a way to distinguish it from ordinary people.

How glorious was Mr. Tang during his lifetime?

Only after death can one be buried in Babao Mountain as a businessman?

The car slowly drove towards Babaoshan. Tang Huan on the car did not say a word. His expression looked very serious and even a little solemn.

On the other hand, the Qin aunt was as dull as ever, as if she was an outsider.

In fact, I have no impression of the Tang family and the extremely glorious Tang family and Qin family aunts were like Tang Huan.

Tang Huan was just born, and she was still a girl with no memory.

The one who really has the say is her big brother who is ahead of her. Not her.

Furthermore, she did have a baby relationship with Tang Huan. But this was just a marriage between her and Tang Huan. It had nothing to do with her dead elder brother and even the Tang family.

After all, these people no longer exist.

It’s not that the Qin aunt is cold-blooded and ruthless enough.

But what expression can be made for an old wealthy family who has no impression of it? Who can expect the Qin aunt who is already a female devil?

Let her look sad and sad?

That's not the style of the Qin aunt.

Let her pretend to be sad?

She really didn't feel anything to be sad.

Mr. Tang died of death, neither was Qin Wushuang killed in the age of fighting, nor was he died unjustly.

He experienced the peak of his life and also gained the glory he deserved.

What can you regret or be sad about such a legendary old man?

But what Tang Huan absolutely could not have imagined was.

Not everyone has the qualifications to worship his grandfather. Only those with extreme intimacy or high status and power are qualified to worship.

That's why the Qin aunt thought that Tang Huan's worship this time was to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. It was to let everyone in Sijiu City know that Tang Huan's identity had no doubts. He was a descendant of the Tang family.

Because the one he went to worship was the cemetery closest to the heart of power in China. The ones buried here were all the most powerful people in China during his lifetime.

When the car drove into this powerful cemetery, Tang Huan noticed it.

The police force in this cemetery is even higher than that of the Baicheng City Government. And it is all full of live ammunition and is extremely arrogant.

The car stopped at the entrance to the cemetery.

Just like the ancient imperial palace, everyone except the emperor had to hike. Otherwise, it would be a crime of beheading.

Drive in?

What should I do if I disturb the strong man who is buried here forever?

Those people are all bigwigs who have established immortal achievements for the Republic. They were figures who covered the sky while they were alive. After their death, they were still respected.

Obviously this is not the first time that the Qin family aunt has come.

She found Mr. Tang’s tombstone familiar to her.

The tombstone is not big and the scale is no more than those big guys.

What shocked Tang Huan even more was that the name of the old man during his lifetime was not engraved on the tombstone.

It is a nameless monument.

No word.

This was the first time Tang Huan saw such a tombstone, and it was his grandfather.

He did not take the initiative to ask the Qin aunt. Perhaps, she could not give Tang Huan an accurate answer.

He just stood in front of the tombstone silently, his eyes slightly sore.

At this moment, the Qin aunt realized the human touch. She walked aside, as if she didn't want to disturb Tang Huan's first meeting with the underground old man.

After a long silence.

Tang Huan slowly squatted in front of the tombstone, lit two cigarettes directly, then placed one next to the tombstone, grinning and said, "I don't know if you smoke."

The other one was just clamped with your fingers and did not suck it.

After all, smoking in front of elders is not a polite act.

After squatting for a while, Tang Huan simply sat next to the tombstone and chatted with the old man about family matters.

All the talks were all irrelevant. But after a while, Tang Huan's heart was unprecedentedly calm.

"Old man. Actually, I'm not embarrassing you, right?" Tang Huan smiled, and then said with a little self-deprecating. "Although I'm not doing well."

After a pause, he said, "As long as I can survive tenaciously, I should be able to do well. If you don't believe me, please look at it."

Tang Huan finally took a deep breath of cigarette.

After a cigarette was finished, Tang Huan sat up, patted the dust on his butt, and grinned, "Let me see you next time."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

There was nothing on the tombstone. Tang Huan had no way to know the old man's name. He was even more unlikely to know his glorious history.

The only thing I know is that during the old man's lifetime, people respectfully called him the second designer.

The Qin aunt seemed to have not expected that Tang Huan would finish the worship so soon. She was stunned, but in the end she returned to the RV with Tang Huan.

It's just that they just left.

A pair of men and women slowly appeared in front of the nameless tombstone.

The woman is less than thirty years old, she looks delicate and has a very fashionable temperament. She is Tang Huan's cheap cousin.

The old man who was supported by Tang Xiaowan was over 60 years old. His hair was gray and his body exuded an old but very wise atmosphere.

He said he was over 60 years old and he was probably in his seventies.

This person is Tang Xiaowan's mysterious father.

He is also a legendary old man.

Even Tang Guozhu, who was regarded as a monster back then, would call him politely, Brother Tang.

Now, he is already Lao Tang, and he is even an old man who has retreated to the second line.

"Don't cry or make a fuss." The old man slowly stood in front of the tombstone, but his face showed a long-lost smile. "Master, you think our young master, do you think it's okay?"

It seemed that he could really communicate with the old man who had been sleeping here. Dad Tang smiled slightly, pursed his lips and said, "I like him very much. If it weren't for the Qin girl blocking the road, I especially hope that the young master would marry my Xiaowan."

"Xiaowan, are you willing to marry the young master?"

Dad Tang suddenly turned around and looked at his daughter, but his expression was particularly solemn.

Tang Xiaowan was stunned at first. Then she seemed to tilt her head and think for a moment, and said lightly: "Listen to you."

...

The RV slowly drove towards the city.

Tang Huan's mood gradually calmed down.

Although the first meeting with the old man was short, what should be said and what should be reported to the old man. Tang Huan explained it concisely.

He doesn't want to stay for too long.

He was afraid that his emotions would get out of control.

The one buried underground is his biological grandfather and his true family.

But he was not sure to see him at first.

It is difficult for others to understand this feeling. Even Tang Huan himself cannot explain it clearly or explain it clearly.

"Your mother's day of worship is the fifth day of next month. I will arrange it for you."

The Qin aunt had just finished speaking.

Tang Huan suddenly lowered his head and covered his vicissitudes of face that should not have at his age.

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Chapter completed!