Chapter 900 Aunt Liu

Originally, Qiao Yanmeng planned to fight alone, driving an off-road vehicle from Zhan Tingbei's garage from Jiangcheng all the way to Anhe City, a hundred miles away.

To avoid any accidents on the road, she asked Fang Qingyi to get a first aid kit and asked the maid to make some snacks that were easy to carry.

An hour before departure, Zhan Tingbei suddenly came back and said he wanted to go with her.

"Is this true?" Qiao Yanmeng couldn't help but smile. She was very happy in her heart. Having a companion meant she wouldn't be too lonely on the road.

Zhan Tingbei pinched her face and said, "If I don't go with you, what if something happens to you on the way?"

For this purpose, he specifically handed over all the company's affairs to Li Mu, and promised the latter that he would buy him a new car when he returned.

After a long journey of five or six hours, the two finally arrived in Anhe City just as it was getting dark.

This small city has a population of about 500,000 and is not as prosperous as Jiangcheng. The two stopped the car and walked along the river in the center of the city, feeling the slow pace and comfort of the small city, and their mood also improved.

"How can Old Lady Liu be so stubborn? It's really too extreme. How much obsession and hatred does a person have to have for another person to be so cruel as to punish that person with her own death?"

Qiao Yanmeng leaned her hands on the railing, looking at the undulating mountains in the distance, and sighed in confusion.

Zhan Tingbei was silent for a moment and sighed, "Maybe, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment."

Qiao Yanmeng remained silent.

Just then, a group of people ran away from behind the two of them.

"Hurry, hurry and check it out. It's right in the lakeside square. That old lady has gone crazy and is holding her own funeral in advance."

"Oh my god, I heard that she spent half her life savings just to have a glorious moment before she died."

"This old lady's brain circuit is not normal. Has she been shocked by something?"

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The onlookers were whispering.

Qiao Yanmeng and Zhan Tingbei heard this and they looked at each other, each seeing deep suspicion in the other's eyes.

Could the old lady they were talking about who was going to hold a funeral for them be Liu Linlang?

According to Liu Linlang's personality, it is very likely that she could do such a thing.

Qiao Yanmeng and Zhan Tingbei didn't think much about it and followed the crowd to the scene.

Good guys, from a distance they could see a huge crowd of people on the lakeside square, with loud gongs and drums and deafening suona, it was extremely lively.

The audience below couldn't help but clap and shout, instantly making the atmosphere very heated.

Zhan Tingbei and Qiao Yanmeng took great pains to squeeze through the crowd that formed a wall, and finally saw the protagonist.

An old lady with gray hair and a hunched back, wearing dark gray clothes, sat cross-legged on a black and red coffin in the middle of the crowd. She clapped her hands happily as the suona sounded, and let out hoarse cheers from her throat.

Qiao Yanmeng had seen a photo of Liu Linlang when she was young from Old Madam Zhan. She could never forget those heroic and extremely sharp eyes.

At this moment, seeing the old lady not far away, Qiao Yanmeng recognized her eyes at a glance.

"She is Aunt Liu." Qiao Yanmeng sighed slightly.

I can only say that this old lady is really amazing, really courageous, and really shocking.

"Everyone, thank you for your support. I, an old woman, will die without regrets." At this time, Old Lady Liu suddenly smiled, revealing half of her teeth that had fallen out.

Her voice was hoarse and harsh, as if it was squeezed out from deep in her throat, making people feel uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, no one at the scene cared about any of this. They all came to watch the excitement, and this scene completely satisfied their curiosity and desire to explore. Driven by these two emotions, they even clapped and praised the old woman.

"The old lady is really heroic and extraordinary, amazing, so amazing!"

"Who can do such a thing?!"

"I can only say it's awesome. Look, there's someone live streaming. Could it be that the old lady also invited him?"

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The emotions of the group were completely ignited, and they excitedly took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the old lady.

Qiao Yanmeng saw it all and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

It was their first meeting, and she couldn't just go up and stop this farce from happening.

That would directly offend the old lady, and it would be extremely difficult to persuade her or do anything else in the future.

Qiao Yanmeng lowered her head and thought for a while. Then, an idea suddenly occurred to her. She whispered a few words in Zhan Tingbei's ear. He nodded and walked out of the crowd.

"Hey, someone is throwing money over there!" At this moment, someone shouted, and everyone instantly became quiet, looking around anxiously, fearing that they would miss a more eye-catching spectacle than the old lady holding a funeral on the street.

"Over there, over there, look, there's real money!"

"Go! Get out of the way and let me pass!"

"Leave it to me!"

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In just a minute or two, the crowd that the old lady had worked so hard to gather was gone, and a cold wind blew, leaving only Qiao Yanmeng and flying paper money at the scene.