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Seeing him, there finally appeared some brightness in Yang Ge's eyes.
Liu Mang charged over and, without a word, pulled Yang Ge, who was gripping the handles of the cart, out and scolded with a fierce face, "Such a big event, how could you not say a word, treating your brother and Liu like outsiders?"
Yang Ge tried to lift the corners of his mouth, "Isn't this... for fear of troubling you?"
Liu Mang in turn grabbed the handles of the cart, "If we fear trouble, are we still family?"
Speaking, he began to pull the cart forward.
Yet the cart didn't budge.
He turned around, shocked, and knocked on the big red coffin on the cart, his voice so dull it was nearly inaudible, "Did you really bring the shop's treasured coffin here?"
Yang Ge tried to force a smile, but instead, hot tears rolled down his cheeks, "The old man never used anything good in his life..."
"You..."
