Zhenbei District, Huajia.

The Hua family has strong financial resources and is one of the most powerful domestic investors in Zhenbei District. Hua family has many industries, and in the wave of the real estate industry, it is inevitable to get a share of the pie, which has led to the Hua family's rapid development.

Huadu Real Estate Group has contracted almost one-third of the real estate development in Zhenbei District, and even in other provinces and cities, there are project developments.

It is a real estate business, so the place where the Hua family lives is naturally not bad. Its scale is not below the Qi family's Longhu Villa. The Hua family is built based on the water. To be precise, there was only a dry river here in the past. More than ten years ago, the Hua family spent a lot of money to deal with the river. This is why the current river water is clear and stretches to the Bainiao Lake Scenic Area, and the Hua family covers an area of ​​almost one-third of the river.

However, at present, the river water is obviously drying. The river channel that was originally four meters deep is less than one meter deep. Standing by the river, you can see the silt in the water clearly. This phenomenon occurred a few days ago, but the Hua family obviously has no time to deal with this matter.

The reason is that the old man from the Hua family fell down.

The condition of the old man in the Hua family is strange. A few days ago, he was still alive, but suddenly he was blind and could not see anything. When he went to the hospital for treatment, he didn't find any problem. His family was trying to treat the old man, but he didn't wake up again after falling asleep at night.

People have heartbeat and breathing, but they are similar to vegetatives. No one knows what the condition is. There is only one statement in the hospital, that is, vegetatives. This made the Hua family very helpless and simply took the old man home for treatment at home.

In a four-story villa in the Hua family, there were thirty-six monks sitting in the large living room. There was a white-bearded old monk sitting cross-legged, and a low table was placed in front of him. The monks were chanting scriptures.

The largest bedroom on the third floor is Mr. Hua's room. It is the same as downstairs. The difference is that Mr. Hua is still unconscious while lying on the bed. There are eighteen monks sitting around the bed and chanting scriptures. The cigarettes are scattered here, and the windows are not open, giving people the feeling of a college student dormitory. That is, the door is full of smoke.

In the corridor outside the door, there were a row of large sofas, and there were more than ten people sitting on the sofa, some of which were long and some of which were few.

On the sofa opposite the door, there was a middle-aged man sitting. His name was Hua Jianren, who was the second son of Mr. Hua. Next to him, he sat his wife Sui Chang, as well as his son, daughter-in-law, and son-in-law.

On the sofa to the left of the flower sword blade, there was the old man's third son's flower sword, and there were also his wife Milai, daughter Hua Liyue, and son Hua Yufei.

On the sofa to the right of Hua Jian Blade, the old man's fourth son Hua Jianping and his son Hua Yuliang were sitting.

Everyone in the Hua family looked tired on their faces, especially the three sons of Mr. Hua, who were still a little haggard. Obviously, they hadn't closed their eyes much in the past few days.

During this kung fu, footsteps came from below, and everyone did not take it seriously, but someone subconsciously looked at the corridor.

Soon, four people came over, all of them were men. The two people walking in front were nearly sixty years old, and the young ones were thirty-six or seven. Behind these two people, two niggers were followed. These two were nearly two meters tall, and the one who was Kong Wu Youli.

Seeing these four people, Hua Liyue immediately stood up, "Uncle."

The other young people also stood up one after another and greeted them, "Uncle. Uncle."...

Hua Jian Blade, among Hua Jian Jian, the three brothers Hua Jian Ping stood up and walked towards the person who came. Hua Jian Blade was the first to say, "Why are you here?"

"Second, my father is seriously ill, and you didn't even inform me. Are you a little unkind?" The old man, who was nearly 60 years old, walked to Hua Jianbian and said in a deep voice.

This person's name is Hua Jianfeng, and he is the eldest son of the old man of the Hua family.

"Brother, you can't say that. You have a lot of things in the United States and your father is not seriously injured. We didn't inform you." This time, the person who spoke was Hua Liyue's father's sword.

"Ha..." Hua Jianfeng chuckled and said, "Even if I'm busy, my father is seriously ill, I can't come back... You are not worried that I will compete with you for family property..."

"What can we worry about? My father has long been 'divided' with you, and the family's property will have nothing to do with you in the future." Hua Jianren said seriously.

Especially when it comes to the word "dividing up", the sound is very heavy.

"Split up..." Hua Jianfeng laughed, "Those are what my mother deserves. My father can conquer such a big country, at least half of my contribution. The separation of the family was the separation of the family, but I was still my father's eldest son after all, and we did not break away from the father-son relationship. As for now, I am not in the mood to argue with you, I want to see my father."

He said this with a hint of disdain in his tone. After saying this, he passed through the middle of the sword blade and the sword and walked forward.

The man walking beside Hua Jianfeng was Hua Yulin, the son of Hua Jianfeng. He said politely: "Second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, my father and I came back from the United States just to visit our grandfather, and we had no other intentions."

Then, he walked around the three of Hua Jianbiao, but he did not dare to pass through the two without any scruples like his father. Two niggers followed him, unavailable.

Hua Jianren and others' wives, as well as younger generations, saw Hua Jianfeng coming over and nodded again to greet him.

Hua Jianfeng was symbolically polite, nodded, but did not make a sound. When he came to his father's bedroom door, he directly reached out and pushed the door open and stepped in. But then he retreated and kept coughing, "Cough cough cough... Cough cough cough..."

Hua Yulin was confused and hurriedly stepped forward to support his father. He wondered why his father had just left.

He looked inside the house and found that it was filled with smoke, not only thick smoke, but also similar. Hua Jianfeng did not smoke or drink, and had no immunity to cigarettes at all, so how could he bear this?

Hua Yulin also frowned slightly, and then heard the sound of monks chanting scriptures inside. Through the smoke, several bald heads could be seen.

"What are you doing? Is your father inside?" Hua Jianfeng took a breath and asked seriously.

Hua Liyue has always admired this uncle very much, and she whispered: "Grandpa is inside..."

"Inside!" Hua Jianfeng immediately turned his head and stared at Hua Jianbian and the other two, and said angrily: "What do you mean? Do you want to kill your father?"

"This is a monk from Erlin Temple that I invited to treat my father. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!" Hua Jianbian replied immediately.
Chapter completed!