Hearing Yan Xiaonan's words, Xue Honggen smiled and nodded: "You can postpone your actions for half a day. I'll spread the word first and then we'll see whether their bodies are stronger or your fists are stronger."
As soon as Yan Xiaonan returned home, Ye Wen was already waiting at the door. He had received a call from the airport, informing them to pick up the goods as soon as possible. Due to the increased size, the airport could also provide vehicle services.
Yan Xiaonan took a deep breath. It really was a battle between gods that brought misery to mortals. However, she, a mortal, was not so easy to deal with. Having benefited so much from her, she still wanted to use tricks to control her. Did she really think she was made of clay?
With the customs clearance and transportation documents issued by the Myanmar organizing committee, Yan Xiaonan and Ye Wen arrived at the airport and provided legal pick-up documents on the spot.
The person in charge looked at Yan Xiaonan's eyes, which were already filled with murderous intent, and his heart raced. He couldn't help but speed up his work, but he had many complaints about his superiors.
One call shuts us down, the other lets us through. Isn't this putting us in a position of being cannon fodder? Damn it, if they dare to do this again, I'd rather quit.
Ye En had been waiting in a large truck, along with Tian Ru and Yu Shu. The two of them watched as the staff loaded the rough stones onto the truck one by one. They knew exactly how many rough stones they had invested in, so it was the most suitable job to entrust this task to the two of them.
After the raw stones were moved, Ye En led Tianru and Yushu into the car and drove to the side gate of the eight-courtyard house, which was actually the side gate of the backyard. They then had someone move the raw stones to the garden.
After Ye En drove away, Tian Ru carried the raw stones one by one into the back room by himself. By the time Ye Wen and Yan Xiaonan arrived, he had already carried almost half of them.
Ye Wen rushed to the front yard to help. Yan Xiaonan stood in front of the raw stones, waved his hand, and all the raw stones entered the space. Then he walked to the back room, waved his hand again, and all the raw stones appeared in the room.
Tianru and Yushu clapped their hands. Their mother's skill was amazing, but unfortunately it was innate and could never be learned.
"Tianru, Yushu, Mom and Dad are going to Shanghai with Great-Grandpa, so the house is in your hands. You two need to take good care of the backyard and Great-Grandma, okay?" Yan Xiaonan asked.
The two children's eyes were full of confidence: "Mom, don't worry, we're all grown up now. In just over two weeks, we'll be college students. We'll be able to take good care of the family."
Yan Xiaonan kissed the two children on the cheeks, led them into her room, and pointed to the drawer of the dressing table, saying, "There's some money in the drawer. There are daily expenses at home, so you can allocate it later."
He then pointed to the large safe and said, "There are 50 million in cash inside, as well as important documents from various companies. If any problems arise, the two of you can discuss it. From now on, Yu Shu will manage the garment factory and the club, while Tian Ru will manage the rest. Can you do that?"
The two were stunned for a moment, and then their mother started to shift the blame. But considering the current situation at home, they both nodded firmly. It's just managing the company, right? Their mother always asks them for help, whether there's something to do or not, and they've already learned how.
Ye Ren convened an impromptu meeting. He was going to take his wife's ashes to Shanghai for burial, accompanied by Yan Xiaonan, Ye Chenming, Ye Huiguo, and Sheng Lijuan.
Ye Wen and Ye En can stay home and manage the household. Ye Huili will go to work tomorrow. We must seize the opportunity in everything. As for the others, those who should go to work should go to work, and those who should do business should do business. Nan Nan has already expressed her opinion, so no one should cause trouble now.
In Shanghai, the abbot of a temple was hired by Ye Ren at a high price to perform a three-day Buddhist ceremony at Ye's house, after which Fu Qingping would be buried in a pre-prepared tomb.
Yan Xiaonan, carrying Enming, followed Ye Ren and the others to the Ye family cemetery. Looking at the large enclosed tomb, he touched his nose. In twenty years, this tomb would probably be worth more than ten million. Even a tomb has to be divided into a front tomb, a middle tomb, and a back tomb.
There are nine rows of tombs in the rear tomb, with many tombstones. Yan Xiaonan scanned them and estimated that there were at least a hundred tombstones. There is a road between the rear tomb and the middle tomb, which is lined with many pine and camphor trees.
The middle tomb has six rows and many tombstones, but the number is significantly less than that of the rear tombs. I could only see about sixty tombstones when I scanned the area.
Fu Qingping was buried in the front tomb. The first and second rows of the front tomb already have tombstones. They belong to Ye Ren's grandparents, father and mother, as well as several uncles of the grandfather's generation, uncles of the father's generation, and Ye Ren's cousins.
The Ye family, which was originally a large and harmonious family, was reduced to only one descendant in this catastrophe. Fortunately, Fu Qingping gave birth to two sons for him.
So, in Ye Ren's generation, there were seven or eight tombstones. In Ye Huili's generation, there were only four tombstones. And in Ye Chenming's generation, there were only two independent tombstones.
The Ye family has declined far too quickly, almost like a precipice. Fortunately, she gave birth to three children for the Ye family, and as people with superpowers, their reproduction is not subject to family planning restrictions.
That means that Tianru and Enming will still be able to contribute to the growth of the Ye family in the future. As for Yushu, once a daughter of the Ye family marries out, she belongs to another family, and their children will naturally belong to another family as well.
Getting back to the main point, the burial ceremony began. The presiding official and his disciples started chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures. Ye Ren held Fu Qingping's urn and solemnly placed it into the tomb, along with the set of jewelry that Fu Qingping wore when they got married.
Incense and candles curled upwards, and ashes fell in batches. Amidst the swirling smoke, Ye Ren covered the stone with a lid, laid cement on top, and burned paper money. He did everything himself, without asking anyone else for help.
He was muttering incantations, all of them touching passages mourning his deceased wife. Yan Xiaonan knew that these were Ye Ren's deep longing for Fu Qingping.
Yan Xiaonan looked at Fu Qingping's tombstone, which also bore the four large characters "Mistress of the Ye Family," with a smaller line below that: "Seventh generation head mistress, and also the eighth generation head mistress."
Yan Xiaonan recalled that at her wedding, Ye Ren announced that she was the ninth matriarch of the family, so the eighth matriarch should be Ye Chenming's mother.
Her consciousness swept over the row of graves belonging to Ye Huili. Ye Chenming's mother was dead, and her ashes were not buried on this land. It seemed that the Ye family really did not acknowledge her.
He sighed inwardly, thinking that the Ye family was indeed a family with a history of hundreds of years. They had even arranged a tomb for the tenth generation. As for what the Ye family would be like after the tenth generation, no one knew. Perhaps they would be like the sky, or perhaps they would be buried in the mortal world.
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