I couldn't cure my son during his lifetime, which resulted in this kind of consequences.
The only ones who can control his bastard son and daughter-in-law after death are the law and the police.
Yun Lai didn't say anything.
She had not dealt with the aunt before because she wanted her to take revenge.
Unfortunately, the aunt and uncle still have feelings for their son and daughter-in-law.
It's been a month, but it's only worn me down to the point where she was hospitalized, and my son was so skinny.
To put it bluntly, I still can’t bear it.
Is it biological?
Seeing that Yun Lai had no reaction, the aunt took the initiative to talk: "Master, I have three houses in Hengshui Bay. They are all villas in good locations and with high prices. The card where the pension is stored, the keys to Hengshui Bay, and the real estate All the certificates are in the safe in my room. The password is 34970. Because I thought something might happen like my wife, I have already made a will."
"You have helped me so much, and I have nothing to repay you. There are eight million in the card where the pension is stored, and the password is also 34970. I can't give you the house, and I have already transferred it to Lan Lan's name. Next. According to the current market value, the three villas are worth 200 million. By selling two of them, the debt owed by Lan Lan’s parents can be paid off.”
"Master, please help me tell Lan Lan about this matter. Let her live a good life in the future and stop playing with girls like Manman."
She is begging Yun Lai for help.
Yun Lai was not interested in helping this, so he declined politely: "Isn't Taoist Changkong here? If you ask him for help, I won't be happy to help. Then what Xing Lan scolded me earlier was not nice."
She doesn't have much.
Just a bit vindictive.
If you cannot report it on the spot, you will definitely have to report it in the future.
As the old saying goes: It's not about not reporting that the time has not come yet.
The auspicious time has arrived, and it will be repaid a thousand times a hundred times.
When Changkong saw Yunlai blaming this matter on himself, he groaned and pointed at himself: "Huh? Let me go?"
Yun Lai: "If you don't want to go, why don't you let me go? The Xing family invited you, not me. I don't want more than the eight million, give me some, keep some hard work for yourself, and donate the rest to Yun Lai Just the foundation.”
That's right.
She has a foundation.
This foundation was founded for her by Liu Chen.
She couldn't get Liu Chen's 100,000 yuan before, so Liu Chen donated it in her name.
A Yunlai Foundation was also established.
The money the He family gave her before was also donated to this foundation.
Including the money stolen from Qin Fan and Sang Hui, most of it was invested in the foundation by Yun Lai.
She took the loose money Cui Sheng gave her.
He will hand over the rest to Liu Chen and donate it.
The money that the Wei family wanted to donate in her name was naturally put into the foundation.
All money she cannot take in the future will be donated in her name.
This money will become life-saving money for any miserable family or any suffering and confused person in any corner of the world.
Every cent of the money she should take will be saved, and all the money she shouldn't take will be turned into kindness and merit.
Just saying this, Changkong really couldn’t refuse!
After solemnly agreeing, he took the old ghost and left Yunlai's house.
What happened next had nothing to do with Yun Lai.
That is the business scope of Changkong.
Before leaving, Yun Lai called him to burn three more sticks of incense.
This time, the incense burned.
Although Xiangtou was not very good, the Patriarch finally accepted him again.
Standing at the gate, he looked at Yun Lai and kept talking about his next speech!
It’s nothing more than repenting of past mistakes and continuing to slay demons! To defend the way of heaven, it is best to do one's duty as a Taoist priest.
However, before he finished speaking, Yun Lai threw him two talismans and said dissatisfied: "My friend bought two talismans from your Tianshi Alliance for 40,000 yuan. I originally wanted to go to your place to make trouble to get back these talismans." Money. It turns out that you still have some skills, which makes me think that there should be a few capable people in the Tianshi Alliance. I will give you this talisman back, 40,000 yuan. Remember to give it to me next time you see me."
"Also, when you go back, please give some advice to the elders of your Celestial Master Alliance! Get rid of the bad and keep the essence! Only a fool can do this to ruin your own name!"
Then there was a bang!
The door is closed.
The two talismans were also affixed to Changkong's forehead.
There was no fire in the sky.
What they said is right.
The Tianshi Alliance is simply a pile of mud!
Pulling off the talisman on his face, the corner of his mouth was so twitchy that it felt like a muscle!
The spells he drew with his feet were better than this one!
What a useless newbie painted it!
Let him know! Just draw this talisman a thousand times!
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At night.
In a quiet neighborhood.
The sound of the suona is getting louder and louder!
In the white funeral shed, there were people walking back and forth!
From time to time, there would be noises coming from the individually sealed shed!
The people outside the tomb continued to place tables and chairs as if they had not heard anything.
The person playing the suona had an expressionless face and stared blankly at the ground directly in front of him.
"Brother, are you still blowing? What time is it? Stop blowing and tell the bereaved family to go back to bed! It's late at night and everyone is tired."
The man played for a long time, and as soon as he put down the suona, a man in his thirties wearing a black coat came out not far away, lying next to the stereo and talking to him with his head raised.
The man's expressionless face finally showed a little embarrassment, and he bent down and said: "No, the owner said that it must be blown at night! It has to be blown until four o'clock in the morning! It can't stop until after four o'clock!"
"Four o'clock? It was blowing all night last night! There have been many complaints and disturbing the residents! Are you going to blow it for another night? Are you going to stop people from sleeping?!"
The man was also very embarrassed and apologized: "It's not that I wanted to blow, but the master gave me a lot. Three thousand a night! Let me blow for seven nights! I don't want to disturb your sleep, but shit tastes bad. It’s hard to make money, and there’s nothing I can do about it.”
"How many nights?!"
The jacket male voice network has increased by two degrees!
The frightened Suona man timidly raised his head and made a sign of seven: "Seven."
"Seven nights? Is Shen Minghui crazy?"
The man stood up and walked quickly towards the funeral shed!
Before he even got close, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Shen Minghui! What are you doing? Play the suona at night! If you can endure it for one night, you can do it for two nights! You hired someone to play it for seven nights! Are you out of your mind? Being kicked by a donkey? Who's going to blow the trumpet at midnight until the next morning! What are you doing? Playing for the ghosts?"
In the funeral shed.
Shen Minghui wore a white mourning dress and hat.
Hearing someone shouting, he walked out of the funeral shed.
Seeing the person coming, he wiped his hands, took out a good cigarette from his bag, and handed it over in a good voice: "Brother Liu, I'm so sorry! I don't want to disturb the people, but there is really no other way! Please forgive me."
Brother Liu opened his hand angrily: "I forgive you, but who forgives us? Brother, I'll tell you clearly. There's nothing else to do. It's just our area. The community complained that you are disturbing the people. I'm here. In order to communicate about the suona playing at night. Neighbors and neighbors, I don’t want to say too much, just one sentence, you organize the funeral, we agree! You can ask the funeral team to play music, okay! Play it from day to eight or nine at night, okay! No Problem! But, it blows from 7 or 8 pm to 3 or 4 am, sorry, no!"
"Brother Liu, listen to me..."
Shen Minghui looked embarrassed and handed over the cigarette again.
Brother Liu still didn't give in: "Brother! I understand you, but you must also understand us! We are all really tired after the last day at work! You can't say that it's evening and you don't let us have a good rest, right? You see, we are all neighbors. Yes, we often communicate with each other. If each family is busy, we will try our best to help."
"Your father passed away in the middle of the night, and you came to announce the funeral. At about one o'clock in the morning, everyone got up to help you, looking for someone to build a funeral shed, and helping to carry things! As a result, what did everyone think when you did this? "
Shen Minghui held the cigarette in his hand and tried to open his mouth but could not say anything else.
Seeing him like this, Brother Liu suppressed what he wanted to say.
"Brother, it's not that I won't help you. Otherwise, you will play for three nights, and from the fourth day you will play during the day! You will play at six or seven in the morning without us gossiping! Is that okay, brother?"
Taking out the lighter, Shen Minghui lit the cigarette in his hand and began to smoke by himself. After a long while, he said: "Then three nights! I'll find someone to check it out, and I'll try to send my father away the day after tomorrow!"
Brother Liu didn't want him to be so fast!
After all, it has only been three days since I left.
The erection of the body had to be stopped for seven days. He was in such a hurry to deliver it, which was a bit too anxious!
