"Spring comes, there are 87 goldfish here. I was afraid that you would exchange this goldfish for money before... You must remember to always leave yourself a way out to have a chance to turn around... This goldfish, as we originally agreed, give Zhou Rong two dollars, Colt and Zheng Tianyou, is not that bad. Let each of them be a souvenir... Spring comes, come forward..." This sentence was quick and urgent. After saying that, Master Liu Ba blushed.

Liu Chunlai burst into tears and walked to the front of Liu Baye’s free chair.

Master Liu Ba wanted to sit up, but after working hard several times, he didn't sit up.

"Eighth Patriarch, stop talking, Brother Jiu, think of some solutions... No, I'll go drive, let's go to the county hospital. If the county doesn't work, prepare a boat to the mountain city... If the mountain city doesn't work, let's go to the United States..."

Liu Chunlai was panicked.

Choked.

Liu Jiuwa was indifferent and his face was full of loneliness.

Zheng Tianyou, Colt and others also had a look of pain on their faces.

When Liu Chunlai was not here, Master Liu Ba had already explained a lot of things to them.

Liu Jiuwa shook his head with a sad face, and tears flowed down his face.

"Spring is coming, it's no more effort. Put your ears over..."

Liu Chunlai quickly walked a few more steps, knelt next to Master Liu Ba’s free chair, and reached out his ears.

"Looking down from the big wharf in Jiangkou Town, Pengshan, where the Eight Kings Chen Yin are. If one day my Liu family needs it..." Master Liu Ba's voice was very quiet, "I read more books if you have nothing to do. The ancient books are true. When the general wanted it, I didn't even say it... That was the ill-gotten wealth snatched by the Eight Kings. Don't take more, remember, remember!"

When Liu Chunlai heard this, he was shocked!

He finally knew the source of the gold of Mr. Liu Ba.

The silver sinks in the river mouth!

That's been legendary for hundreds of years.

Later it was confirmed that it was true...

Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu Ba was always making money and silver there...

No wonder Mr. Liu Ba was still a rich man after spending all his money and joining the revolution.

Here, there are too many connections with the Eight Great Kings Zhang Xianzhong.

Liu Chunlai knew clearly that later archaeological discoveries were discovered.

"Remember, you must not get that unless you have to..."

After Mr. Liu Ba said that, he coughed again with a sharp cough.

He ignored Liu Chunlai and asked loudly outside, "Have you all come?"

"Here, Uncle Eight (Master Eight)"

Many people came in outside.

Liu Zaihou and Liu Zaide, brothers, knelt in front of Master Liu Ba, as soon as they came in, "Uncle Ba, what do you want to explain?"

"I'm leaving, Chunlai is the patriarch, you... need to assist me with your heart... This is my luck in the Liu family. Chunlai should have disappeared, and the ancestors and ancestors can't bear to see my Liu family decline... Spring is here, but I can guarantee the prosperity of my Liu family for a hundred years... Cough cough..."

These words made Liu Chunlai feel shocked.

Can Master Liu Ba know?

But this matter...

"Fuwang, family planning cannot violate national policies, nor can it be disregarded by human nature... Each family, it's enough to give birth to two..."

Master Liu Ba stretched out two fingers.

Liu Chunlai could not remind the elderly that having two people had violated national policies.

"Master Eighth Master, Fuwang is listening!" Liu Fuwang also choked up.

Without this old man, the cohesion of the old Liu family...

"If you pass on it, any family who do not listen to the words of spring or leave, the tablets will be driven out of the ancestral hall, and future generations are not allowed to enter the ancestral tomb..."

The atmosphere of grief became more and more intense.

"Spring comes, remember to promise me that I will bury me on the mountain. I want to look at my Liu family..." After saying that, Mr. Liu suddenly stood up, "Don't cry, I'm ninety-six years old this year, which is considered a joyful delight. I've been looking forward to the days, and I'm going to get off the kang at the fourth hour of the lunar month and the third hour of the lunar month... Spring comes, please hold the Lin card for me... I want to ask the sky for another five hundred years! Heaven hopes that my Liu family, I can also meet the ancestors, hahahaha..."

Finally, the sound suddenly became louder.

The sound penetrates the sky.

Then, Master Liu Ba sat back on the free-standing chair.

"Eighth Patriarchs..."

In an instant, just after midnight on the first day of the Lunar New Year in 1986, there were crackling sounds of firecrackers and scattered fireworks outside to celebrate the arrival of the new year, and there were tears of bitter crying...

This Spring Festival, the fourth brigade, which should have been the most festive, did not have the laughter and joy of previous years.

The festive red is all replaced by plain white.

Almost everyone is busy with the funeral of Liu Ba.

"Spring comes, this is a ditch. Every year, water flows in hot weather. Uncle Ba is buried there. When the grave is washed away, it will be bad for future generations!" Liu Zaihou looked at the wellhead where Mr. Liu Ba was burying on the mountain and said with some concern.

"The Ba Master himself said that he was burying here. In this regard, he is an expert..." Liu Fuwang said.

With Mr. Liu Ba’s last words, the conflict between him and Liu Chunlai disappeared.

For the older generation of the Liu family, it is a huge thing that cannot enter the ancestral hall after death or buried the ancestral tomb.

"How about Colt and Zheng Tianyou?" Liu Chunlai asked.

"Colt stays here, Zheng Tianyou is gone." Liu Fuwang said, "This matter..."

"The Eighth Ancestors are also for our brigade. Once they recognize their relatives, this joint venture will easily lead to problems. In fact, there is no need to do this. No matter what, they are still from Xiangjiang..."

Liu Chunlai sighed.

The Sino-British Joint Statement has come into effect and will be taken back in 1997.

Even so, the status of Hong Kong businessmen will only be higher.

However, Mr. Liu Ba always felt that Colt and Zheng Tianyou were not of their own race and were unwilling to let them recognize their ancestors.

Colt doesn't matter.

Zheng Tianyou was very dissatisfied.

Liu Chunlai advised the old man many times, but the old man didn't listen at all.

"Or why don't you go and talk to Colt? Tomorrow, they will have to arrange for them to send Mr. Liu Ba..." Liu Fuwang said.

After all, Mr. Liu Ba has a son.

It is not appropriate to let Chunlai hold the spirit card.

Liu Chunlai nodded.

I went straight to the guesthouse of the brigade headquarters.

"Isn't this suitable? He doesn't want to recognize us..." Colt heard Liu Chun say he wanted to hold Liu Ba's spiritual card, and hurriedly shook his head, "His last words are for you to praise him..."

"No, you are his own son!" Liu Chun said, "In the past, the Eighth Patriarch did not recognize you because he was afraid that the identity of the Sino-Hong Kong joint venture would be affected. Now if this relationship is available, it will be better for our development..."

Liu Chunlai told Colt his opinion.

Don't Colt want it?

A blond and blue-eyed white man is the son of Master Liu Ba, and Liu Chunlai was very confused.

Logically speaking, this is unlikely.

He couldn't say much.

It can't be said that it's not the seed of Master Liu...

"Forget it." Colt shook his head, "I don't care about this. It's Tianyou..."

Liu Chunlai sighed.

Colt didn't want to, and he didn't force it.

As for Zheng Tianyou, I can only look for time later.

The night before the funeral, the Liu family's ancestral home was brightly lit and the suona, gong and drum were noisy.

All the gong and drum teams that could be found around were invited by Liu Dachun.

It's just a pity that I can't find a performer now.

In the county theater troupe, I can’t sing what Liu Baye likes, especially the little songs...

Otherwise, he would also invite the troupe to let Mr. Liu Ba, who has always liked the fun, go up the mountain and have fun.

Mr. Liu Ba’s coffin was prepared as soon as he came back.

The best cypress.

Now, the coffin is parked in the center of the main hall.

In front of the coffin, there is an altar, which is spicy and three animals.
To be continued...