As soon as Cheng Wang finished speaking, before Xiao Xiao could speak, his eyes widened.
"Oh." He deliberately snatched the words and drawled: "I remembered, you are not his granddaughter. His granddaughter is dead, and the ashes seem to be buried in the vegetable patch in the yard. We were still discussing at that time, Why don't I dig up the ashes at night and scatter them into the sea for you, so you don't have to guard that shabby yard!"
Uncle Chen, who had been unresponsive, immediately turned red. As if magic had been injected into his whole body, he jumped up and pushed Cheng Wang away.
"Say it again!" Uncle Chen shouted loudly.
The surrounding construction team members were all shocked.
But Cheng Wang, who was angry, just wanted to see Uncle Chen angry. The more anxious and angry Uncle Chen was, the happier he would be.
Otherwise, even if you hold Uncle Chen's collar, Uncle Chen will look like he is being manipulated, which is really boring.
"I can say it a hundred times and it won't be a problem." Cheng Wang became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, glaring and said: "We are also discussing that we plan to dig out your granddaughter's ashes and scatter them into the sea. Did you hear clearly? Put her in the sea. Throw it into the sea!”
Uncle Chen's eyes were red and his whole body was shaking with anger.
But Cheng Wang was still talking word for word, and every syllable was like a sharp needle, piercing Uncle Chen's heart heavily.
Even though Cheng Wang didn't intend to do this, it was just that everyone was gathered together at that time and it was really a joke to make Uncle Chen feel helpless, but now it was particularly useful to use to anger Uncle Chen.
So Cheng Wang never tired of it. Seeing Uncle Chen feel uncomfortable, the frustration in his heart could be relieved.
And he had no idea what these words meant to Uncle Chen.
Suddenly, a slap came from the side, hitting Cheng Wang's face unexpectedly but without losing force.
"Shut up!" Xiao Xiao stood up, before Uncle Chen was about to hit someone with something.
Cheng Wang was shocked by the slap. It didn't hurt very much, but it was mainly because it made him lose face in front of so many people.
"Who are you!" Cheng Wang yelled, raising his hand but not lowering it: "If it weren't for the fact that you are a woman, I would give you a slap in the face and make you lie in the hospital for half a month!"
"Then what are you?"
Xiao Xiao bluntly said: "Do you know what a granddaughter means to Uncle Chen? How can you joke about a dead person when you are a human being? Do you know how many people in this world have lost their lives because of the death of their family members? Living in pain? Don’t you have a family, and you won’t die? Do you think that after you die, someone will use your death to attack your children? If your spirit in heaven knew, how sad would it be? "
What she said was resounding.
Cheng Wang, who was standing in front of him, was intimidated by her momentum. He couldn't turn his head for a moment and didn't answer her question.
Liu Hao and his colleagues were stunned.
Liu Hao swallowed: "Is she really not afraid that the construction team leader will beat her?"
The colleague frowned and felt a little pity: "Nagai obviously looks cold, but I didn't expect him to be a sweetheart. He wholeheartedly protects Mr. Chen and helps him stand out."
Liu Hao nodded, turned around and looked at the passage: "Why hasn't the security guard come for so long? If he doesn't come, this matter will get bigger and bigger."
"When I first went to call, I said I needed to call a few more people, so I arrived a little later, but it should be soon."
At this moment, someone from the construction team stood up and looked at Xiao Xiao.
"Oh..." The team member scratched his head and pointed at Xiao Xiao: "Why do you look so familiar to me? It's hard to recognize you when you're not wearing work clothes. Are you from the funeral parlor?"
Hearing this, everyone was sighing.
Because no matter how you look at it, Xiao Xiao looks dignified and majestic, with cold eyes, like a white-collar person sitting in an office building, and he has no connection with the undertaker.
In addition, most people are afraid of death and instinctively think that dealing with dead people represents bad luck.
Cheng Wang suddenly became more excited and grinned: "Why are you so excited all of a sudden? It turns out that your job is to deal with dead people, so you don't want us to talk about his dead granddaughter in front of Uncle Chen!"
"You still said that!" Xiao Xiao shouted.
She doesn't care about other people's prejudices against her work, but she doesn't want to hear them maliciously mention Uncle Chen's granddaughter.
The scene of Uncle Chen calmly holding the white cloth after returning to the funeral home and preparing to commit suicide is still vivid in his mind.
Why can these people rub salt into other people's wounds at will?
"Why can't I say it!" Cheng Wang asked confidently: "He almost caused me to lose my job and lost many opportunities to make money. What happened if I said a few words to him?"
"What do you mean he caused you to lose your job? As a legal citizen, can't he even defend his own rights? Which law stipulates that he must cooperate with your construction team?"
Xiao Xiao retorted plausibly, with a calm and calm expression: "Even Mr. Fu thinks that Uncle Chen has the right not to move. Why do you think he doesn't have the right?"
"What an amazing mouth." Liu Hao and his colleagues admired her sincerely: "Every word she said is correct."
The colleague stood forward, not wanting the matter to make a bigger fuss: "Okay, what the girl said makes sense. You grown men should stop embarrassing her and Mr. Chen. Besides, the security will be here soon. This is a celebration party." , don’t cause unpleasant things.”
Liu Hao took the opportunity to squeeze forward, stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Xiao's wrist, and wanted to protect her and Uncle Chen when they came out.
As he walked, he said: "Don't mention what happened before. Let's go. Let's go out to have something to eat."
Most of the construction team moved out of the way, seemingly convinced by Xiao Xiao's words.
Only Cheng Wang, stroking the face that had been slapped by Xiao Xiao, laughed coldly: "I understand, Uncle Chen only has a granddaughter to depend on, and we haven't found any other relatives at all. You met at the funeral parlor." Only when he feels pity will you think of helping him out and taking care of him, right?"
Hearing this, Xiao Xiao paused slightly, glanced at Uncle Chen subconsciously, and shook his head: "No, I don't pity him, I treat him as a real relative."
Uncle Chen, with red eyes, raised his eyes and met Xiao Xiao's gaze.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if no matter what others said, nothing could hurt him.
Cheng Wang tilted his head and said something even more unpleasant: "You don't pity him, nor do you regard him as a relative. You have a strange gerontophilia. No, if I guessed correctly, you should have been since you were a child. Without a father, there is a lack of fatherly love.”
Xiao Xiao turned his head, his angry eyes filled with disbelief: "Do you want to listen to what you are talking about?"
"It's normal. You work in a funeral home and you have some mental problems. It's understandable."
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