"What?!"

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?!!!"

Uncle Zhong and Second Uncle widened their eyes in disbelief.

Shen E stopped moving, so shocked that she forgot to cry.

My second aunt pointed at my grandmother with a distorted face, and was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

Zhong Chufei stepped forward and snatched the paper from Zhong Waiqi's hand. He quickly glanced at it and his face turned pale.

With a pale face, he said to the people around him, "It says here that Grandpa has obtained a property certificate through a lawyer and wants to give all the money under his name to Song Yiyuan."

He was so angry that he threw the paper to the ground.

Shen E hurriedly picked it up and looked at it.

Uncle Zhong was in a complicated mood, with fierceness, ferocity, disgust, and disbelief all blending together on his face, and finally gathering into endless anger, and rushing towards Zhong Waiyi.

Raise your hand and ring the clock.

When the others saw this scene, they all sneered.

The old man is crazy and needs a good beating to wake him up.

"Pah~"

Uncle Zhong's palm did not fall on Zhong Waiqi, but a wine bottle flew directly from the door and hit Uncle Zhong's arm.

He immediately put down his arm in pain, covered the injured area, and looked towards the door with red eyes.

Seeing Song Yiyuan in a major general's uniform, standing upright at the door of the hall, with an indifferent expression on his face.

He was about to curse, but Song Yi spoke up faster than he could, "Uncle, I'm now a lieutenant general in the country. You'd better think carefully before you speak. Even if you're my uncle, if you insult me with words, I can have the Investigation Department detain you and impose criminal penalties. Not only will you lose your job, but you'll also have to endure the hardships of farm reform."

"You've got to think it over!"

He said this as he walked step by step into the messy living room.

His eyes were fixed on Uncle Zhong’s angry face.

Magnificent.

The Zhong family members looked even uglier.

Because Song Yiyuan was telling the truth.

If he wanted to investigate, he could indeed convict them.

Uncle Zhong hated that his position was lower than Song Yiyuan's, and he could only glare at Song Yiyuan with hatred to vent the murderous anger in his heart.

Song Yiyuan stared straight at Uncle Zhong until he lowered his head weakly.

He has only been here for half a year, but he looks like Zhong Waiyi has aged several years.

"Grandma, Qingqing asked me to pick you up and stay with you today. I've already cleaned up the yard for you."

Zhong Wai-yi took out a bunch of copper keys from his inner pocket and said, "I have prepared the things. They are in the basement. Please have them move out."

The Zhong family stared at the key ring, their eyes red with anger.

All the Zhong family's belongings were in the basement of the old house. A month ago, the old man suddenly added several locks, and they searched everywhere but couldn't find the keys.

It turned out that it was kept close to the old man.

Song Yiyuan took it without hesitation and called out, "Liu Fei."

"Yes, Lieutenant General."

Liu Fei's voice arrived before he arrived.

He walked into the living room with a team of twenty people and looked at Song Yiyuan without looking away.

Song Yiyuan threw the key to Liu Fei and instructed these people to carry away all the wooden boxes in the basement.

The Zhong family wanted to step forward to stop them, but when they saw that these people had guns on their waists and backs, they stopped abruptly.

Song Yiyuan helped Mr. Zhong into the car.

Quickly, Liu Fei led his men to carry out a large mahogany box.

There are forty-seven boxes in total.

There are also some large vases, screens, furniture, etc. that cannot be put into some boxes.

Finally, two trucks were filled and drove away from Zhong's house.

The Zhong family looked at the empty house and screamed in anger.

I will be sworn enemies with Song Yiyuan.