Chapter 865, Xiaobao is gone
Time flies, and the sky was covered with dark clouds and dark air at the funeral.
The men who came to attend the funeral were all wearing pure black suits, women who accompanied their husbands also wore black skirts or black suits in small suits, and their makeup was very light.
This time, more than twice as many people came to Cheng Yuxiu's funeral.
The wreath was placed from the auditorium to the road. Lin Xinyan and Zong Jinghao stood at the door of the auditorium. Both were dressed in pure black clothes, wearing filial piety on their right arm, and bowed to the person who came to pay homage.
"A man cannot be resurrected when he dies, so he will be mournful and follow the changes."
Li Jing and Wen Qing came together and before entering the auditorium, seeing Lin Xinyan's face was not good, he held her hand and said, "You should also pay attention to your health."
Lin Xinyan said, "I will."
She had a plain face, her hair tied with a simple hair ring on the back of her head, and a small white flower was worn behind her left ear. She and Zong Jinghao bowed to them together. Li Jing sighed slightly and walked in with Wen Qing. The auditorium was big, solemn and solemn.
They walked to the center of the auditorium and stopped to burn incense and mourn.
The incense was lit, and Wen Qing looked at the black and white photos placed in front of the tomb, with black flowers tied in black. She was stunned for a moment and her eyes turned red. She clearly remembered the way Zong Qifeng married her sister. She stood in a black dress in a wedding hall, handsome and restrained in the wedding hall. She stood with her sister. She was so good at matching, but luck made people feel good.
Now in the blink of an eye, my years are getting old.
He regretted that he asked his sister to marry him, which ruined the life of two people, not the life of three people, but almost harmed the next generation.
He looked at the photo and said to him in his heart, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you, you've left, I'm afraid I'll see you soon. Then, I'll repent in front of you again, what I've done."
Since he learned the truth, his health has been bad, and it is all due to Li Jing's careful care.
"Okay, let's go."
Li Jing whispered to remind Wen Qing that there were many people behind him.
Wen Qing nodded, bowed three times and poured the incense on her face. When she inserted the incense, she whispered, "Rest in peace."
"The dead are gone, and the living are taken care of."
President Tang brought Li Qirui together.
Li Qirui, who usually wears unruly clothes, also has a decent black suit.
Shuangshuang expressed condolences to the couple.
It was only as late as noon that Zong Yunqian came to mourn. Next to him was the woman who asked Lin Xinyan to call her aunt. Today, there were many people, but she was much more peaceful and did not do anything out of the ordinary.
The memorial service ended at around 2 o'clock. Lin Xinyan and Zong Jinghao stood from morning to afternoon. Qin Ya brought two glasses of water and asked them to drink a little. They stood there all the time, let alone eating, and didn't even have time to take a sip of water.
At 3:00 pm, I was buried.
All the black cars, like a black dragon, passed through the city center and slowly drove towards the suburbs.
When I arrived at Qingyuan, I stopped by the road one by one.
Those who came to see the deceased get out of the car one after another.
Zong Jinghao walked in front, holding Zong Qifeng's remains in his hands, and the two children accompanied him on the right and right. Lin Xinyan stood next to his daughter, and the rest of the people then slowly stepped into the cemetery.
A gentle gust of wind blew, the pines and cypresses swayed slightly, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of chrysanthemums, light and desolate.
I walked over the bluestone slab and walked to the tomb. The monument had been changed. Two small photos, with the names of the two people written together. The black letter on the left is written with the red letter on the right, with the words "Zong Qifeng's Tomb" written with the words "Wife, Cheng Yuxiu" written with the gloomy world drizzling.
I remember it rained when Cheng Yuxiu was buried, and that time it was much heavier than this time.
Zong Jinghao looked bleak and bowed to the tombstone, bowed to it, and bowed to it, and everyone bowed three times.
"Yan Chen, Yan Xi, kowtow to grandparents."
Lin Xinyan whispered to the two children.
The two children walked forward, sobbed in a low voice, wiped their faces and knelt in front of the grave.
"Grandpa, when you see grandma, remember to say hello to her for me and tell her that we miss her and you too."
Zong Yanchen kowtowed after saying that.
"Dad, we don't have grandpa and grandma anymore."
Zong Yanxi hugged his legs and cried softly.
Zong Jinghao squatted, wiped her tears, hugged her, hugged her son, and said in a low voice, "Stop crying, grandparents will feel uneasy when they see it."
The two children were still in tears, but when they heard Zong Jinghao say that grandparents might be sad, they wiped their tears immediately and could not make grandparents uneasy.
Because it was cloudy, it was getting darker by five o'clock.
The funeral ends, and today the funeral ends.
The people gradually dispersed, leaving only Zong Jinghao and Lin Xinyan's family of four.
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Shen Peichuan, who was waiting outside the cemetery, suddenly ran over, looked at Lin Xinyan, and whispered in Zong Jinghao's ear, "Xiaobao is gone."
Zong Jinghao suddenly looked up, his eyes sharp, "What's going on?"
In the custom here, pregnant women and babies under one year old cannot attend funerals. Babies’ eyes are pure and they will see things that adults cannot see. If they see Zong Qifeng, they will be reluctant to leave.
It is unlucky for pregnant women to not attend the funeral, so Sang Yu stays at home to take care of Xiaobao.
She just went downstairs to drink water, and Xiaobao disappeared.
Chapter completed!