Chapter 216: Huajiang Wang Family

As the New Year approached, the Ye family set off for the Wang family in Huajiang Province. Ye Mingshan was driving, and Ye Tian and his mother were sitting in the back, speeding along the Xijiang Expressway.

No one in the carriage spoke, and the atmosphere was very dignified. No matter what was said, it would only make the atmosphere more depressing and unable to be adjusted.

Father Ye and Mother Ye were kicked out of the Wang family for nearly 20 years, and they never returned to the Wang family for the last Spring Festival, and they only met the old man and a few relatives a few times.

Ye Tian saw the loneliness and anxiety on his mother's face, her hands were trembling uncontrollably, and there was infinite melancholy in her eyes.

The so-called hometown is more timid, not to mention twenty years suddenly, it has been half a lifetime, things are different, and seeing the old man again, it is already a bit of a "separation between man and nature" miserable.

Wang Xiuwen's tears fell down. At this moment, she couldn't help asking herself repeatedly, whether everything was a coincidence.

Both Ye's father and Ye's mother knew that this Spring Festival in Wang's family was not easy, or it might be the last time that Wang Xiuwen spent a Spring Festival in his own home, and it was also the most torturous Spring Festival in his life. After that, Ye's family would have nothing.

Ye Tian sighed in his heart, looked at the scenery passing by the car window, and wondered in his heart, what happened to those cousins ​​who had only met a few times?

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Most of the cities in Huajiang Province are built on Heluo, and Wanzhou City, the provincial capital, is known as the city of water, with green mountains and green waters, and beautiful scenery. Although the economy is far less developed than South China Province, it is really suitable for people to live in.

"Hey, the aura here is so strong."

Audi A6 shuttled on the expressway with green mountains and green waters, feeling the aura in it, Ye Tian frowned slightly, he asked Shang Qingqing and others, there is no family in Huajiang Province, but such a place is really suitable for cultivation, called Ye Tian Tian was very puzzled.

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The Wang Family Villa is located on the top of Tailuo Mountain. The mountain is full of greenery, beautiful flowers, and fresh air. Looking up, a quiet and wide mountain road looks like a ribbon hanging down from the white clouds.

The villa has three floors, a combination of Chinese and Western styles, the roof is brown crescent tiles, and the third floor is a large arc-shaped balcony, which occupies almost half of the width of the entire villa. Next to the villa, there are several bungalows with slightly warped eaves. With an antique flavor, the whole villa looks luxurious and atmospheric, yet exudes an air of comfort and dust.

On the top of Tailuo Mountain, there is only this villa, which shows the unique status of the Wang family in Huajiang Province. Standing on the peak, overlooking all living beings.

When they got out of the car, what they saw was a dark gold Bentley Continental, and two or three dazzling sports cars, all of which were worth several million dollars. Compared with Ye's second-hand Audi A6, which was a bit worn out, it seemed a bit ridiculous.

When I got out of the car, no one greeted me at the door.

The three of the Ye family entered the villa. The furniture inside was exquisitely carved, looking graceful and elegant, with a noble atmosphere everywhere.

It was noon, and the Wang family was sitting in front of the carved and silver-painted solid wood dining table to eat. One of the men with a big belly and a face covered with greasy fat pretended to be happy and shouted: "Xiuwen, come quickly!"

This man is exactly Wang Heshun. He is not called sister, but Xiuwen. He is obviously avoiding something, or he doesn't want to admit Wang Xiuwen's identity. But he didn't even stand up, just sat there, looking down at people.

The table was full of people, including juniors and many friends of the Wang family. They cast their gazes over in unison, some with disdain and contempt, some with sarcasm and indifference, and no one greeted them. Everyone knew that Wang Xiuwen was just an insignificant person from a small county. Characters, on weekdays, such a person is not even qualified to speak a word, let alone sit and eat with them.

"Xiuwen, let me introduce you, this is Boss Du from Huajiang Province, worth tens of billions, haha..."

"This is Director Li of our Provincial Industrial and Commercial Bureau..."

Wang Heshun was very proud of what he said, and he seemed to be showing off his power, so he almost said: "You have never seen such a big man!" When he wanted to introduce the next person, the man frowned and said: "Heshun, what are you introducing, first Have a meal."

The people at the table didn't even look back, it was a kind of indifference, as if the Ye family was just a cloud of air.

Ye Tian looked at the last person who spoke, and saw that he completely ignored the Ye family, as if he would never be able to interact with him, and he had no right to put him in the eyes. He has two mustaches, around fifty, thin and naked, and Ye Tian couldn't help but frowned: "Huh? Is this a Taoist?" But after careful study, he felt that the breath was vague, confusing, and secretly Question: "Did I miss it?"

When Wang Xiuwen saw this younger brother, there were several "relatives" on the table, and the villa that had been away for twenty years, every plant and tree came into view, which reminded her of the little things she had with her father when she was a child. Didi, a little emotional, didn't care what Wang Heshun said, and didn't care about other people's eyes, but looked around, tears rolling in his eyes, when he saw that there was an oil painting missing on the wall of the stairs on the second floor, He couldn't help being a little angry, and asked, "Where's the oil portrait of my father?"

When the old man was in full bloom, a famous oil painter called Hua Guo once painted an oil portrait of himself and Wang Xiuwen, which was hung in the most conspicuous position in the corridor. Even though Wang Xiuwen had been away for twenty years, he did not move at all. It has always been the most beautiful old man and Wang Xiuwen The memories of the two people entrusted the parental affection of the two, which also shows the deep love of the old man for Wang Xiuwen's father.

When Wang Xiuwen saw the disappearing portrait, he was naturally indignant, and he spoke in a questioning tone.

Several younger generations of the Wang family cast their gazes, all dissatisfied and disgusted. In their view, Wang Xiuwen is a woman who was kicked out of the house and has no right to come back here. They were all furious when they heard that she dared to "scream" like this. One was almost scolding, and asked back: "I picked it up, what's wrong?"

"What we are willing to hang up, and what we are not willing to hang up, are all the business of the Wang family."

"You're too wide-ranging!"

After the man finished speaking, Wang Xiuwen was naturally enraged: "I am also from the Wang family, why can't I take care of it?"

The junior sneered: "The Wang family?"

"I call you Aunt Sheng to save face, and the Wang family called you back to save face for the old man. Otherwise, do you think you are qualified to step into this villa?"

Wang Heshun had three men and one woman. For these juniors, Wang Xiuwen came back to compete for their property, so they harbored a lot of hostility, and even wanted to tell the Ye family to sign the contract to give up the inheritance and get out.

Wang Xiuwen still compromised, trembling and said: "Okay, when I leave, you give me the portrait, and I will take it away!"

The junior spread his hands without hesitation and said, "I'm sorry, it's burned!"

"What!?"

"You, you are too much!"

Wang Xiuwen almost burst into tears. After she finished speaking angrily, she couldn't say anything else, her lips were trembling, and her eyes were round and round. To her, that painting had a very different meaning. It was a part of her life. the most precious thing.

At this moment, the man with the mustache on the table slammed his chopsticks on the dining table with a slap in the face. He glanced at Wang Xiuwen, and she backed up a few steps in fright. Ye Tian quickly reached out to support his mother, and listened again The man said: "Aren't you going to let people eat?"

Mother Ye had never seen such a murderous person, she didn't dare to speak for a while, she just looked at the empty wall and secretly wiped her tears, whispering to herself: "Father, your daughter is not capable."

The Wang family accused that person of crimes and flattery, so they didn't care about this "relative". When the man calmed down, several younger generations of the Wang family laughed gloatingly, and Wang Heshun even showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. Perceived happy smile.

PS: I have something to do today, I am late, I am very sorry, Xingzhou will resume the third shift as soon as possible in one or two days. Thank you for your support, thank you!