"At the door, hurry up, the old man is waiting."
"Okay, here I come!"
When they came out of the company, they drove another MPV, but it was Zhang Xiuzhi who was driving, not Xiaobao.
In the first-class cabin in the middle at the back, two old men, Yang Mingyuan and Su Ming, were lying down, enjoying the seat massage comfortably.
"Wangcai, have you forgotten what day it is today?" Yang Mingyuan said with his legs on the leg rests.
"How could that be possible? Even if I forget my last name, I will never forget what day it is today."
"Hurry up, it's getting late. We still have to give him an injection when we come back from seeing the old guy."
Yang Mingyuan is in better health, with some problems with his blood pressure, but Su Ming is in trouble, with a heart disease.
When we arrived at the cemetery, Liu Yong's grave was empty. It was obvious that no one had come to pay tribute to him on this anniversary of his death.
Yang Mingyuan supported Su Ming, who had a weak leg, and stood up, watching Zeng Wangcai and his wife quietly clean the grave of their old brother, and then burn incense and offer sacrifices.
"We have agreed that the position on the left is mine." Yang Mingyuan said cheerfully, "The one on the right is yours, don't fight over it."
"You old man are thinking about this too!" Su Ming said with a wry smile, "Isn't it just that when Wangcai goes to the grave, he can burn incense first? What's the difference between early and late?"
Zeng Wangcai listened to the two people bickering and felt like laughing and crying at the same time.
Damn, when people get old they like to be sentimental...
After paying respects to Liu Yong, Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi moved away a little to let the three brothers have a chat.
At this time, the boss Zeng Hao called. Zeng Wangcai's face changed immediately after answering the phone: "Damn it, something happened, something happened to Lele, Lele was caught by the Americans, damn it!"
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