The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 264 263. Memorial service

Sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and dapples on the floor of the old house in the quiet grassland, forming patterns of interlaced light and shadow.

Nicholas and his wife sat silent at the table, obviously thinking about what Lin Feng said just now.

Giving up the ranch was undoubtedly a difficult decision for them.

This land not only carries their memories and emotions, but also their reliance and hope for life. However, the reality forces the family to face a cruel choice.

The wife was the first to speak, "Maybe it's like what Mr. Lin said, if we don't do this, we may get nothing in the end. Although my father gave you the ranch, in fact, it is difficult for me to get the pasture from George alone. Take it back."

Of course Nicholas knew the truth. He looked out the window, his eyes penetrated the mist, and he seemed to be able to see his father working hard on the pasture. That was the eternal memory in his heart and the only connection he had with his late father.

"I know Lin Feng is a good man, but if you want me to give up the ranch..." Nicholas' voice trembled a little, "The ranch is the only thought my father left for me, how could I give up so easily."

His wife gently held his hand, with a gentle light in her eyes: "I understand what you are thinking, Nick. But we must also consider reality. Without the ranch, at least we can still have some money, which can Live a stable life. And Mr. Lin is right, you have to look forward in life.”

Nicholas closed his eyes and fell into thought.

Lin Feng changed into a black suit, which was also what most people at the scene wore.

Every cowboy will have a black wide-brimmed hat at home, just for now.

Jasmine wore a black dress, and the breeze blew a small amount of hair on her temples. She reached out to fiddle with it. Although it was a solemn occasion, she still looked charming.

When doing big things in the United States, lawyers are indispensable because you can get into disputes anytime and anywhere.

Lin Feng came back with a trace of apology on his face: "I have an old friend. He is a senior lawyer and knows very much about land law and inheritance law. I would like to ask him to look at the forged will for you. Maybe Can find some loopholes or flaws.”

Then he left a phone call and left again.

Jasmine stood next to Lin Feng and asked in a low voice: "Who is the current owner of Tranquility Meadow?"

The afternoon sun shone on the quiet grass pasture, adding a touch of warmth and solemnity to the memorial service of the elder McLean.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves and voices came from outside the door.

The lawyer he was talking about was Martin Wilson, who had been introduced to Lin Feng through Charlie. This lawyer was responsible for contract matters when doing business with the Indians.

Including the mayor, police chief and many prominent figures in River Valley Town, they all came to see this pastoral legend on his last journey.

Many familiar faces came.

Jasmine was surprised, "What are you talking about?"

The old MacLean can be regarded as their big brother. They worked together when they were young. This friendship is rare and valuable.

Fred Cunningham had recently fallen off his horse and sprained his foot, so he appeared at the scene in a wheelchair.

The scene was completely dark, and when I looked up, there were only black hats.

He knew that his wife's words made sense, but the emotions in his heart were hard to let go of. Giving up the ranch was like giving up his roots. The pain and helplessness made him feel extremely tortured.

Lin Feng told her what he told Nicholas and his wife, and Jasmine admired her boyfriend's courage.

Lin Feng raised his head and glanced, then breathed a sigh of relief, "It won't be long before it's me."

"You have to think clearly, Santiago will not obey your arrangements when the time comes. He has a bad temper."

"I know, but it depends on man-made things. Tranquil Meadow must be included in the category of lakeside pasture, no matter what it will encounter."

Lin Feng said firmly, and Jia Simin squeezed his hand. Without saying anything, she knew that the two of them would stand together. At this time, Santiago was talking to the priest at the front, acting like a talker in the quiet grassland, and George's mother was also there.

George stood aside, fiddling with something in his hand, like a child who was ignorant of the world.

Nicholas and his wife greeted the guests one by one and showed their kindness as landlords.

When it was Lin Feng's turn, Nicholas moved closer and told him that he had contacted lawyer Martin Wilson.

"Give me another day and I will give you an answer." Nicholas whispered.

Lin Feng nodded. He offered Tranquility Grassland $300,000, including all the mechanical equipment.

There are only three hundred acres of pasture, and the land quality is poor and the economic value is low. The price is already very high. According to market evaluation, Tranquility Meadow may only be worth two hundred thousand.

Nicholas must have known that he could use the money to live somewhere else, or to settle down in a town and live an ordinary life.

With the arrival of the last guest, the memorial service officially began.

The portrait was chosen from one of McClun's favorite photos during his lifetime. In the photo, he is wearing a straw hat and riding a horse with a smile on his face. Behind him are blue sky, white clouds and vast grassland.

The pastor cleared his throat and began to deliver the eulogy.

His voice was loud and firm, and every word embodies respect and nostalgia for the old McClain.

He told the life story of the old McClung and praised his hard work, kindness and optimism.

He said that the old McLean was the real master of this land, and his passing made everyone feel extremely regretful and sad.

Born in 1934 and died in 2022, at the age of eighty-eight.

The elder MacLean has experienced a complete "Strangler" era and followed Ben Grando to guard the pastoral area for nearly half a century. The ending is disappointing.

As the pastor's eulogy came to an end, the scene fell into silence. People bowed their heads in silence, remembering the owner who had sacrificed everything for the peaceful meadow.

The sun shines through the clouds, seeming to soothe the hearts of everyone present.

Nicholas and his wife stood aside with tears streaming down their faces. They lost a loving father and a respectable elder.

However, life must go on after all, and they must face the dilemma before them.

Just as the memorial service was about to end, Santiago suddenly walked onto the stage and announced in public that George McClung would become the new owner of Tranquility Meadows!
Everyone was shocked, because everyone knew that the old Macron had repeatedly stated in public that he wanted Nicholas to be the heir.

This news was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing an uproar immediately.

Everyone started talking. They all knew what kind of person George was. How could he manage Tranquility Meadow well?
Lin Feng and Jia Simin looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

They originally planned to talk to Nicholas and his wife in detail after the memorial service, but now it seems that the plan has to be moved forward.

Nicholas and his wife were also shocked, obviously not expecting Santiago to announce the news so suddenly.

Nicholas clenched his fists and veins popped out on his forehead, obviously trying to control his emotions.

George, on the other hand, stood on the stage with a proud face, waving the forged will in his hand, as if he had become the real owner of the quiet meadow.

The originally solemn memorial service suddenly became tense.

(End of this chapter)