Chapter 51 Bah, he's really a rascal

  It's the Qingming Festival, and it's raining in Wang Yu's memory, every year during Qingming, it rains for a few days.

  Wang Yu drove the black Chevrolet he had rented last night into the Beimangshan Cemetery. After parking, he took out a few bottles of good wine from the trunk, a large bunch of golden chrysanthemums, and a bag containing a lot of spirit money.

  Like other pedestrians on the road, his face was solemn, and even the air seemed oppressive and heavy.

  Wang Yu wore an outdated black suit, black leather shoes and a pair of outdated sunglasses today. If there are any brothers who have mixed in Linjiang, they must be able to recognize that this is the uniform set of several years ago.

  He strode through the cemetery path, exuding an inexplicable aura, his leather shoes clicking on the bluestone pavement with a "clang clang" sound. Some middle-aged men hastily turned their heads, saw Wang Yu's outfit, and hurriedly made way for him like they were avoiding a plague.

  The older security guard at the Beiyuan Welfare Institute, Gu Quan, accompanied his wife to the public cemetery to pay respects to their ancestors today. When he saw Wang Yu's outfit, he hastily said to his wife: "Look quickly, that is our welfare institute's jinx, I've told you many times about him. How about it, didn't I guess correctly? This getup of his is the most popular gangster uniform from several years ago."

  His wife impatiently shouted: "Isn't he just a hooligan? Why make such a big fuss? I think you've been working as a security guard for two years and are almost scared out of your wits. What's wrong with hooligans, can they eat you up?"

  Gu Quan was a bit afraid of his wife. When she scolded him, he immediately stuttered: "But he's really formidable, ordinary gang leaders are all afraid of him."

  "You're not a gang leader, what are you afraid of? Hurry up and let's go, it's getting late for the ceremony, the elderly will blame us." The fierce wife urged Gu Quan, the two whispered to each other, somewhat out of place among the quiet tombstones.

  Wang Yu walked in front of a huge tombstone, looking at the familiar name carved on it. He smiled and said: "Brothers, another year has passed, I've come to visit you again. This year is still the same old rule, first offer chrysanthemum flowers, then drink with you. As for the money? Hehe, whoever wins gets to take it, those who fall down first are cowards. Dare to play with me? You're not speaking up, that means you agree."

  Wang Yu said, putting down the things in his hand and picking up the chrysanthemum, scattering the large bunch and arranging them neatly in front of the tombstone. As he arranged, he said: "In the past, we always sent chrysanthemums out of habit, but it's said that chrysanthemums have a new meaning now. Brothers, take these first, if one day the real chrysanthemum is not safe, you can use these as spare."

  A young woman sweeping graves next to them was stunned and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Wang Yu turned his head and glared at the woman, although he felt somewhat familiar, but still severely criticized: "When sweeping the grave and worshiping, be serious. Laughing and making noise, what kind of manner is this?"

  The woman wrinkled her nose, on which there were a few cute freckles, made a face at Wang Yu, and then didn't dare to laugh again.

  Wang Yu continued to toast his brothers: "You guys can put the flowers away first, I'll open the wine. Recently, prices have been skyrocketing, and in the past few years, my brothers' favorite drink, Maotai, used to be two or three hundred yuan a bottle, but in the past two years, it has doubled in price, and you can't get it for less than five or six hundred. Don't mind that I brought little wine, at worst, I'll just give it all to you guys to drink."

  Wang Yuxue murmured to himself, pouring bottle after bottle of Maotai onto the chrysanthemums in front of the grave, occasionally taking a sip for himself.

  There's water on the ground, Wang Yu uses spirit money to cushion his butt, holding the last half bottle of Maotai and saying: "The spirit money is all fake, if you really burn it, you won't be able to use it. Burning renminbi? I'm not willing to do that either. Shouhuzi, Chayu, and a few other young guys are like me, orphans who left cleanly and don't have any relatives to take care of. But Donggua, Shuishou, and those bastards are more troublesome, every two months they'll turn into poor devils. Although the money isn't much, I dare to swear that I really tried my best. However, you guys shouldn't scold me for being hypocritical, it's hard to earn clean money!

  Wang Yu said, taking another big gulp of white wine, sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone and pouring out his heart: "Lin Auntie found a fortune teller from somewhere, saying I'm not suitable for this path because of some qualified or unqualified nonsense. Anyway, it's just not going to work. She's always been very fierce, after deciding, she immediately went to negotiate with Ninth Master... You've heard the result from me before, right? Haha, even Ninth Master was willing to admit defeat, what could I do?"

  "But now it's all good, I've got a new skill, and I'm going to make a lot of clean money. Your family is my family, and I'll take care of them for the rest of their lives..." Wang Yu wasn't much of a drinker, his head was spinning a bit, and he still had to drive later, so he poured the rest of the wine in front of the grave.

  The girl who had been quietly eavesdropping on Wang Yu's conversation became much quieter, and couldn't laugh anymore. Her bright big eyes sparkled with curiosity. She had a straight fringe that reached her eyebrows, and her long black hair just reached her shoulders, with the ends neatly trimmed. This was much more spirited than when she was working at the Listening Rain Pavilion Hotel two days ago. She wore blue tight-fitting jeans on her lower body, and white sports shoes, dressed like a student.

  "My name is Bai Ling, we met the day before yesterday. You didn't recognize me just because I changed my clothes?" The girl with a neat fringe, squatting in front of the tombstone, pressed her full breasts into an unnatural shape, her thin spring shirt and even the lace edge of her bra visible. Her voice was very pleasant to listen to, and on a bustling street, it could attract men's attention just by its sound.

  Wang Yu turned his head and glanced at her, saying coldly: "Today is a solemn and dignified holiday, I don't want to discuss the dress of the service lady in front of my brothers. Of course, just now I really didn't recognize you, today your clothes are worn too much, there is no transparent effect, I couldn't confirm."

  "You... shameless!" White Ling furiously gave him the middle finger and stood up to leave.

  Just then, a girl who looked exactly like her ran over from the side path, holding two bouquets of flowers, one lily and one chrysanthemum. She called out in the same pleasant voice: "Sister, why are you leaving? Didn't we agree that I would come back for you?"

  Bai Ling originally brought her twin sister Bai Jie to sweep the grave, but they came too hastily and forgot to buy flowers. It wasn't until they arrived at their loved one's gravesite that they realized something was missing, so they sent Bai Jie back to the cemetery entrance to make a purchase.

  "Ran into a hooligan." Bai Ling said indignantly, her voice loud on purpose so that Wang Yu could hear.

  "Wearing old suits is a hooligan? But he's quite handsome!" Bai Jie chuckled and added, not afraid because there were people around who were sweeping graves, nor was she afraid of Wang Yu being naughty.

  Wang Yu stood up, swaying back and forth, and patted the tombstone, laughing loudly: "Brothers, listen to this. Even after death, someone is scolding you as rascals. You are indeed born to be rascals! Ah? Are you saying they're scolding me? How could that be? I'm now a formal employee of a multinational corporation, absolutely not a rascal."

  Bai Jie just wanted to say that the person who scolded her was him, but Wang Yu beat her to it. The girl's face turned red with anger, and the freckles on her nose became as conspicuous as her sister's: "Hmph, you're really a rascal."

  At this moment, a suppressed murmur came from the winding mountain path, and the tomb sweepers covered their mouths, pointing and whispering to a group of people wearing suits with fierce momentum. Walking at the front of the team was an old man in a Tang suit, who was none other than Jiu Ye, the big boss of the North District. Beside him was a girl in a black leather jacket, holding his arm, ignoring the strange and curious glances from the surrounding crowd.

  "Master, Yu Shao is at the cemetery. Shall we let him leave first?" Ah Zhong quickly walked up to Master Jiu and reported in a low voice.

  "Why let him leave? He's been hiding from me for years, it's hard to see him normally... Cough, cough... Today I finally saw him... Cough, cough..." Old Master Nine coughed until his face turned red, and the girl beside him quickly took out a spray bottle of medicine and sprayed two puffs into the old man's mouth.

  "Grandpa, on rainy days your wound doesn't feel comfortable, so don't talk, okay?" The girl said with a tone of complaint.

  Wang Yu had already seen the old man who was coughing non-stop, and more than a dozen men in black suits came out to clear the scene. Because Bai Ling and Bai Jie, the two sisters, were closer to Wang Yu, the suit-clad men couldn't tell what relationship these sisters had with Wang Yu, so they hesitated for a moment before asking: "Young Master Yu, who are these two young ladies...?"

  "I don't know." Wang Yu shook his head.

  The two sisters were originally shocked by the appearance of **big shots**, and even more surprised by the respectful attitude of these **figures** towards Wang Yu. Suddenly, they heard that Wang Yu didn't recognize them, obviously wanting to drive them away. Instantly furious: "You rascal, you were flirting with us just now, and now you're pretending not to know us, how despicable!"

  After finishing speaking, they didn't give Wang Yu a chance to explain and the two sisters left without looking back, just like a resentful wife who had been wronged.

  Wang Yu angrily slapped his forehead and complained to the tombstone: "Women, none of them are easy to deal with! Did I really tease them just now? Brothers, help me reason... What? You're also speaking for them? Too shameless. If you're not careful in making friends, I won't bring Maotai for you next year, do you want the second pot of rice wine?"

  "Wang Yu!" Ninth Master stood in front of the tombstone and called out softly.

  Wang Yu's body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head, no longer daring to pretend to be crazy in front of the tombstone. Then, with great respect, he shouted: "Ninth Master!"

  The girl in leather shouted timidly: "Little Yu-ge!"

  Wang Yu hummed in response, without looking at her.

  The girl pouted and rolled her eyes, with tears of grievance welling up in her eyes.

  "Alas, I've grown old." The Ninth Master ignored the young man's conflicted gaze and let out a sigh, saying, "As long as you're willing to come back and help me, this position is still yours."

  "Master Jiuxu must not like people who speak but do not act, vow but do not follow. Obviously, I don't like them either." A hint of guilt and gratitude flashed in Wang Yu's eyes, but his voice remained calm, calmly stubborn.

  "Haha, you little scamp...... Cough cough......" Jiuye was rejected, but burst out laughing happily.

  A group of small-time bosses following behind him, with complex emotions, stole a glance at Wang Yu, both admiring and jealous. In Linjiang City, how many people can make Ninth Master laugh heartily with just one sentence? And how many people are qualified to take over Ninth Master's position? However, the old men who stepped down unconditionally supported Wang Yu, because back then, Wang Yu had not only saved Ninth Master's family but also those old-generation bosses who were mixed in with Ninth Master.

  Tao Tong was also among the group of men in black, with his Jianghu status, only ranking in the middle to back position. It wasn't until now that he discovered Wang Yu's special position in Jiu Ye's heart, and a cold sweat rolled down his forehead. On that day, he lost face, although he left due to pressure at the time, but his hatred for Wang Yu never dissipated. Recently, he was busy plotting against Deputy Director Hai, and after finishing, he wanted to find trouble with Wang Yu. Now, looking at him, he suddenly extinguished his thoughts of revenge...

  Wang Yu walked up to the old man who was coughing incessantly, his expression solemn as he grasped his wrist, two fingers pressing against his pulse. After several dozen seconds, he said, "The old injury on your lungs has worsened again, and you've been secretly smoking recently, haven't you?"

  "Xiao Yu Ge, you're studying veterinary medicine, don't joke around with Grandpa's body. I'm keeping an eye on him, he doesn't even have a chance to smoke."

  Wang Yu waved his hand impatiently: "What does a little girl like you know? One method is clear, all methods are connected. Veterinary medicine has reached its peak, and even flowers and grass can be used for healing, let alone humans."

  The man in the black suit was struggling to hold back, loosening his black tie and feeling that today's temperature was a bit high. How could he control the sweat from pouring out? Some people even secretly covered their ears, not daring to listen to Jiu Ye's angry roar. A veterinarian who dared to treat Jiu Ye's illness would be beaten half to death and thrown into the river, even if they had done him a favor.