This time, there were a total of eleven vehicles, all of which were off-road vehicles. Zheng Xiaohu and his brothers had four vehicles, while Little White had brought seven. In total, there were twenty-eight of his brothers. Together with Jiang Cheng's group of seven, they formed a huge fleet.
The convoy arrived at Stone City at four o 'clock in the afternoon. After refueling in Stone City, the convoy didn't stop and went straight to the small mountain village.
In the evening, the convoy arrived at the small mountain village. When the villagers saw the huge convoy enter the village, they thought that the people from the city had come again. They all picked up their hoes and carried poles and rushed out of their houses.
The body of the old man was still placed in the hall of the village. It had not been put into the coffin yet. These people were so ruthless, and now they came to cause trouble. The villagers could not bear it anymore. They rushed out of their houses and formed a human wall in front of the convoy.
Jiang Cheng originally wanted to drive into the threshing ground, but when he saw the human wall formed by the villagers, he immediately understood that the villagers were angry at the bastards.
Jiang Cheng hurriedly stopped the car, opened the door, and got out of the car. He walked in front of the villagers.
When the villagers saw that the person who got out of the car was not the uniformed policemen or the people from the zoo, but Jiang Cheng, they had not seen for a long time. The villagers immediately cheered and put down the poles and hoes in their hands. They cheered and rushed to Jiang Cheng, saying something one after another.
At first, they were still greeting him, but as they spoke, the villagers started crying. One of the village's grandfathers said to Jiang Cheng, "Nephew, why are you only here now? Your grandpa, he's already gone!"
Jiang Cheng's eyes were wet. He choked and asked, "Granduncle, where is my grandpa lying now?"
Granduncle pointed at the dilapidated ancestral hall in the village and said, "He's lying in the ancestral hall. The Old Master's death was unclear. The villagers brought his body back and then left. They didn't even tell us the cause of death. They only said that he was critically ill and passed away due to ineffective resuscitation.
Eldest grandson, your great-grandfather died in a strange way. He died with his eyes wide open. We don't dare to let him enter the coffin! "
As they spoke, the mood of the villagers began to sink. The women and children began to wipe away their tears and cry. Even the elderly could not help but shed tears. The young labourers looked exhausted and helpless.
Looking at the various expressions of the villagers, Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "Granduncle, don't worry. I will definitely seek justice for great-grandfather. Put it down, I will!"
Jiang Cheng's words were abnormally firm, and the villagers couldn't help but feel refreshed.
The villagers all knew that Jiang Cheng was someone who had seen the world. He was capable and promising. With him here today, there was hope for the Old Master's matter.
Since it was their own people, the villagers naturally made way for the motorcade. Eleven cars were parked in the threshing ground one after another, filling up the place.
After meeting with many seniors, Jiang Cheng and his party came to the ancestral hall of the Mushan Group under the leadership of Granduncle. In the ancestral hall, Jiang Cheng saw the body of the Old Master.
Although it was already hot at this time, the temperature in the mountains was not high, and the air was very good. The body of the Old Master was placed in a very old coffin. Jiang Cheng looked at the Old Master in the coffin and saw that the Old Master's face was ferocious and his expression was very painful.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help asking, "Granduncle, why does the Old Master have such an expression?"
Granduncle sighed and said, "That's still considered good. On the day he was brought back, Old Master didn't even close his eyelids. It was so painful to see him like that. I was the one who closed his eyelids for him."
When Jiang Cheng heard what Granduncle said, he was even more angry. It was obvious that the Old Master died with his eyes open. These damn bastards didn't even let go of such an old man. Where was their conscience?
Looking at the Old Master's expression, it was obvious that he had a very painful struggle before his death.
Jiang Cheng was angry. He patted the edge of the coffin and said, "I must seek justice for the Old Master. I don't believe that those bastards are so powerful. It is obvious that they abused the old man to death. I will expose them and make them infamous for thousands of years!"
Then, Jiang Cheng walked out of the ancestral hall, took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Xueyin's number.
The number was left when he was hospitalized in Shanghai last time. This time, Jiang Cheng sneaked away without telling the female reporter. He didn't know if she blamed Jiang Cheng in her heart.
After the phone rang twice, Wang Xueyin answered, and Wang Xueyin's familiar voice came from the phone.
"Hey, Jiang Cheng, you bastard, why didn't you tell me that you were discharged from the hospital? Why didn't you tell me? You actually learned to leave without saying goodbye!" Wang Xueyin began to blame Jiang Cheng as soon as she answered the phone.
Jiang Cheng didn't answer Wang Xueyin's question. Instead, he asked directly, "I need your help. Are you willing to help me?"
Wang Xueyin originally thought that Jiang Cheng would find a way to quibble, because all men liked to deceive women. However, she didn't expect that Jiang Cheng didn't even bother to explain and directly asked her for help.
Wang Xueyin belonged to Jiang Cheng. How could she not help Jiang Cheng? She immediately replied, "Of course I'm willing. What do you need my help with?"
Jiang Cheng sighed and began to tell Wang Xueyin the story of him and the old master.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Cheng's story was finished, while Wang Xueyin was already sobbing. She had come to the small mountain village to interview Jiang Cheng, so she knew who the old master Jiang Cheng was talking about was. Now that she suddenly heard that an old man had passed away, Wang Xueyin was very sad.
However, after listening to Jiang Cheng's story, Wang Xueyin was angry. She said angrily, "This is obviously against the rules. Even if the old master drove the tiger away, they have no reason to catch the old master. Now that the old master has passed away, they directly took the body back and left. This is irresponsible behavior. Moreover, there must be something wrong with the old master's death. You wait there. I'll go to handle the discharge procedures and come over immediately. I'll definitely let these guys who take the taxpayers' money but do nothing have a good end."
After that, Wang Xueyin hurriedly hung up the phone. Hearing Wang Xueyin's words, Jiang Cheng was relieved. Wang Xueyin was a well-known reporter in the online media. She was famous for reporting the facts of society. Coupled with her sweet appearance and good figure, she was once called the goddess of the media world. She had millions of fans on Weibo.
If such a person could join in and help him, Jiang Cheng believed that the truth of the old master's death would definitely be found out.
That night, Jiang Cheng and the others stayed in the small mountain village. There were few people and houses in the small mountain village. It was impossible for more than 20 people to suddenly break in. But it didn't matter. Jiang Cheng took a group of young men with a mat and directly slept on the floor of the ancestral hall, saying that they were keeping watch for the old master.
Mu Han and her younger brother also came to keep watch. The two of them were the youngest in the village, but they had the best relationship with the old master. The old master liked Mu Han and her younger brother the most.
The night watch was long. It was summer, and there were especially many mosquitoes in the mountains. The young men couldn't sleep. Fortunately, Jiang Cheng and Mu Han had mosquito-repellent incense at home. They took a bottle and lit a few in the hall. The mosquitoes instantly decreased a lot.
Since they were keeping watch, they naturally couldn't avoid chatting. The topic of conversation naturally couldn't be separated from the old master who had just passed away. However, Jiang Cheng didn't know much about the old master. He only knew a little bit.
Mu Han, who hadn't spoken much, knew a lot. She saw that Jiang Cheng and the others were so interested in knowing about the old master, so she began to tell the story of the old master.
The old master had no children. His wife was killed by the Kuomintang's Homecoming Regiment during the War of Liberation. Later, when the People's Liberation Army went south, a regiment commander of the Huadong Field Army took a fancy to the old master and wanted him to be his guard.
But the old master refused. He said that his wife was buried in the mountains and he couldn't leave. If he left, the old woman would be lonely.
Just like that, the old master guarded the Great Grandma's grave for decades. For decades, the old master visited his wife's grave every day and then went hunting in the mountains.
The Fourth Prince that Jiang Cheng saw fighting the tiger was saved by the old master when he was hunting. It was this treatment that made the old master and the Fourth Prince inseparable.
Jiang Cheng had heard some of these things from the old master, but some had not. That night, Mu Han told the story of the old master to everyone present. The young man was very excited. He had been a hero in the Red Army, fought against the Japanese, killed the Kuomintang, and even made friends with a tiger. It was really amazing.
Zheng Xiaohu was fantasizing. He thought to himself that if he could take Little Four out with him one day, then he would definitely be extremely awesome. Think about it, other people raised cats and dogs. If he were to raise a tiger, then wouldn't he scare the passersby to death if he took it out with him?
Zheng Xiaohu could not help but chuckle at the thought of that scene.
Jiang Cheng, who was listening to Mu Han's story, saw Zheng Xiaohu giggling beside him. He couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder and say, "Hey, what are you thinking about? Look at your silly smile."
Zheng Xiaohu laughed and said, "Brother, I'm thinking that great grandfather and the Fourth Prince are so familiar with each other, and you have saved the life of the Fourth Prince. Do you think that the next time you see the Fourth Prince, he will bite you?"
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and said, "I don't think so. The last time I went with great grandfather to save the Fourth Prince, he was still playing with me. Great grandfather said that the Fourth Prince has a good memory. He will remember all the people who have saved him and won't bite them."
Zheng Xiaohu heard Jiang Cheng's words and immediately felt relieved. As long as the Fourth Prince didn't bite Jiang Cheng, then when he was with the boss, the Fourth Prince definitely wouldn't bite him. At that time, he could follow the boss and use his connections to intimidate others.
However, the next sentence shattered Zheng Xiaohu's dream.
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