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Chapter 989 A Grand Funeral

Lu Feng still remembers when he was a child, because his mother "conceived before marriage" and had children, the villagers would not let them go home, and his grandfather even showed his attitude and drew a clear line with their mother and child.

When Lu Feng was five or six years old, people in the village bullied him and called him a wild child.

Now, those who had bullied him all stood here tall and tall, looking at him with flattering expressions, and shamelessly said that they were good brothers who grew up together.

The ugliness of the world is vividly performed in this small village.

Even his only refuge, his beloved old mother, lied to him.

Lu Feng felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and burst into tears.

Everyone said that he was a dutiful son, and his old mother passed away, so he cried so sadly.

Lu Feng was crying for himself. The old self is dead. The Lu Feng who lived for revenge and gratitude is dead. His soul has already floated up, and only this body is left alive.

He, Lu Feng, no, Lu Feng is just a code name.

He has lived for others for so many years, and now he wants to live for himself.

The people in front of them all had flattering faces. The dead person was Lu Feng's mother, but they were crying as if their mother had died. They were all better than actors.They just want to get some benefits from Lu Feng.

He had already seen the true colors of these people clearly.

There is a grandfather in the family. When he was young, he went out to work. He has not returned for decades. The fallen leaves returned to their roots. He wanted to be buried in his hometown, but these people stopped him and insisted on paying 1 yuan. just do.

If Lu Feng was like that grandfather, with no identity or status, and just an ordinary working class, the burial of his mother this time might not be so easy.

Lu Feng looked at these people coldly, watching them perform, but felt very ridiculous in his heart.

Almost the whole village, old and young, was out at the mother's funeral. When it was still dark, the village became lively, with the sound of locks, drums, children crying, and adults crying and mourning.

Lu Feng's tears had dried up, and his voice was already hoarse. The country people judged whether a person was a filial son. In addition to referring to his usual performance, the day of the funeral was also very important. Lu Feng was undoubtedly recognized as a filial son in everyone's mind.

The village party secretary and the village director also came to help the old mother's spirit. The village party secretary is the nephew of the old mother's family, and the village director is the grandson of the old mother who does not have five clothes. It is reasonable for them to help the spirit, but in the village, it is still It caused a great stir because it was the only one of its kind.

The funeral was held very decently, it can be said that it was unprecedentedly grand, invited the famous actors of the provincial troupe to sing a big play for three days, some people who were tens of kilometers away drove or rode motorcycles to watch, after all, the actors of the provincial troupe were in There are still very few opportunities to perform in the countryside, and everyone has a lot of appearance fees, at least five figures to start.

These are all advocated by the so-called own people in the village, Lu Feng doesn't care, as long as they propose, he will follow through, and let the old mother go away in a good manner, which is also what he wants to see.

In addition, the village also showed movies for half a month. Ordinary people only showed movies for three days. Lu Feng's family is an unprecedented feat!

After the funeral is over, there is an important part to talk. There are two so-called talks. The first time is before the funeral. Lu Feng was going to attend, but the village director did it for him. It is mainly to arrange the funeral, assign tasks, and divide the work. It is clear that there are specific requirements for who should do what.The other time is after the funeral, that is, after the aftermath, the collected money will be collected and handed over to Lu Feng, and there will be detailed arrangements for erecting a monument in the future.

Basically, Lu Feng doesn't need to worry about these, the village director has arranged everything properly.

After everyone finished talking, we arrived at Lu Feng. Lu Feng took a sip of tea and glanced at everyone: "My mother is gone, and I'm not at home all year round. I don't have anything to worry about here. Maybe the time to come back in the future is very little. What about the villa at home? I plan to give it to a brother of the same clan!" Lu Feng said, sweeping around the brothers who bullied him together since childhood.

"Who are you going to hand it over to?" The village director came over and asked.

Lu Feng put his mouth close to the village director's ear and muttered for a while.

"What, what did you say? Can't hear clearly."

"I'll trouble you. When you confirm the candidate, let me know. I'll go through the formalities then."

"No, Uncle Feng, you!" The village director is a generation younger than Lu Feng, so he is called Uncle Lu Feng.

Lu Feng didn't have anything to clean up. Seeing that everyone had come out, he locked the gate and told the village director: "The candidate must be determined as soon as possible. This villa must be a permanent residence."

The village director looked confused and watched Lu Feng and Wu Ling get into the car. As soon as the car drove away, Lu Feng's brothers from the same clan surrounded him.

"What are you doing? They are all brothers of your family." Wu Ling guessed that Lu Feng did this on purpose. For a villa, these people can fight for a villa. Wu Ling also saw this kind of thing at her ex-husband's house. I have been to a brother's family of the ex-husband's family. In order to fight for the inheritance, the two sons fought.

"Brother? Do you know how they bullied me when I was young? They chased me and beat me, calling me a bastard."

"They are all children, and children are ignorant."

"And adults? They're not all the same." Lu Feng looked into the rearview mirror, and there was already a fight behind him, "I'm not Lu, and the matter of my surname has nothing to do with me in the future."

"You didn't intend to give them the villa?"

"My own villa, why should I give it to them? It's ridiculous. It's too ridiculous!" Lu Feng said, laughing, that laughter sounded so terrifying.

"Lu Feng, you can't do this. The Lu Feng I know is not such a person at all."

"You are wrong. The Lu Feng you know has always been this kind of person. In order to achieve his goal, he will use all means. Do you think I have been building roads and schools all these years out of kindness? I did it all for my mother, in order for her to be valued in the village. I have done enough for the village. I owed the Lu family a long time ago. I don’t owe anyone anymore. I just I want to live the way I want to live.”

"I know you still can't accept that your mother lied to you, but everyone has passed away. She told this lie to make you feel that you have a father. She also has good intentions."

"Good intentions, yes, that's right, for this father, I have no regrets about how much suffering and suffering I have suffered these years, because I feel that I am Chen Yunzhao's son, and now, I I just realized that all of this is fake. I have been living in an illusory dream, I don’t even know who I am, and I don’t even know what my real last name is? These, now, are not important .”

Wu Ling looked at Lu Feng, his eyes looked more and more terrifying.

(End of this chapter)