One way to go north

Chapter 196 Stranger Things 1
It wasn't until her thoughts slowly recovered that she remembered that she was in Lu Xiangbei's car...

"Thank you." The person who just woke up, the shell is not yet armed, in order to avoid embarrassment, she threw out these two words first.Thank you is always the best word to express an unfamiliar relationship. Why do close people need to say thank you?

This was naturally what he expected, he accepted it, but he didn't reply, he just said, "Get out of the car."

"Yeah." She rubbed her eyes and slipped a piece of clothing off her body. It was only then that she realized that she was covered with his coat. No wonder when she was sleeping just now, she felt faintly warm...

The first reaction was to immediately throw the coat back to her, and then declare loudly that she doesn't need his fake concern, and let him get away.

This is the most primitive nature of her character.

But immediately, she controlled herself, Tong Yinian, remember, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, a passerby...

So, she nodded slightly, picked up the coat, and handed it to him, with the same two words, "Thank you."

She is proud of her progress. When a lady receives help from a man, she must express her most sincere thanks to the man in a gentle and polite manner.This is a very important piece of social etiquette, but in the past twenty years, she has never bothered to do so, let alone the attention of ordinary men.

It turns out that she also has lady potential...

He stared at her for three seconds, and she smiled back.

Yes, she no longer irritated him, no longer raged at him desperately, no longer scratched and hit him when she was angry, no longer grabbed him and bit down no matter what part it was...

This is Tong Yinian's way of venting his anger that he is used to, but in a few days, she has really changed, but her smile is clearly in front of his eyes, but he feels like it is in the clouds of the sky...

In fact, he understands that she is pretending to be strong and alienated. The smiling she may not be happier than the crying one, but he also understands that this is her determination to become a stranger to him...

The pain in my heart is naturally a splitting pain, as if my heart was cut open by a sharp knife, and the rift between her and him is like this wound in my heart. If you want to heal it, I'm afraid it will be very difficult , and if the crack is not repaired well, the scar on his heart must also be irreparable...

In three seconds, the sea has changed.

He took the coat she handed over, and accidentally touched her fingertips, which were extremely familiar fingertips, and had interlocked with her fingers countless times, but this touch actually detonated a huge amount of energy, as if A ball of fire spread to his fingers, and then quickly spread from the fingertips along the nerves until it reached the position of the left atrium, and the heart beat wildly.

He really wanted, really wanted to have a little more courage, so that he could be brave and hold her hand, but his heart was like fire, but his body was frozen into ice by her faint smile...

She opened the door calmly and got out of the car.

He was not invited to get out of the car together, nor did he say anything else. It was his business to do what he liked and how to do it.If he turns around and leaves, she will let him, because he is a police officer and his father is a suspect, and he has no reason or position to stay; if he gets out of the car to salute his father, that is his business, she will not stop, just Treat dad as an insignificant person, even He Zixiang can offer incense to dad, so can he...

However, after getting out of the car, she couldn't help but curled up her fist, and stroked the tip of her index finger with her thumb. Was she burned by something just now?So hot, so hot...

In the funeral parlor, preparations were made for the funeral, and they were waiting for her.

Kang Qi, Jesse, Xiao Ma and Yi Ling are all there.

And He Zixiang, who really lived up to his promise, also came.

It's just that when everyone saw her and Lu Xiangbei coming in one after the other, they were all slightly surprised.

The father's portrait was placed in front of the urn, and Tong Yinian looked at the urn, thinking that his once mighty and mighty father had turned into this small jar of ashes, his sadness came from it, and he hated the person behind him so much How much...

forgive?She thought that she would never be able to do it in her life...

Walking all the way to the urn, I found that he followed her, and stood side by side with her, facing the portrait of her father.

Suddenly, a shrill scream broke through the silent funeral parlor, "Lu Xiangbei! You white-eyed wolf! What happened to our Tong family? Is it a debt to you or a debt to you? How dare you do this to us? You still have the guts to leave? Come to the old man? The soul of the old man is watching you! You are not afraid of retribution? You get out! Get out of the way! I am really blind!"

it's mom...

Although these words were out of style, Tong Yinian felt that he had spoken his heart, yes, Lu Xiangbei, what happened to our Tong family?I, Tong Yinian, have provoked you again?Why do you do this to us?Why are you doing this to me?Aren't you afraid that father's soul is watching you in the sky, making you restless every night?
It's just that it's inappropriate for her to say these words, and it's more appropriate to say them through my little mother's mouth. My little mother, at the critical moment, even said a few decent words...

However, this surface work still needs to be done, and I have already scolded, and if I say more, it is a shrew cursing the street, so I stepped aside, pulled my little mother and said, "Little mother, since you are here, let's come. I think... Dad also wants to see his..." She looked at him meaningfully, and a sneer floated from her lips.

He felt bitter in his heart, the current Tong Yinian sounded indifferent when speaking, but every sentence was full of guns and sticks, but what was this compared to the harm she had suffered?he understands...

The incense burner was removed, but he still picked up three incense sticks, lit them, held the incense with both hands, raised it over his head, bowed, and said silently, "Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen, it's all my fault, I will take good care of them, you Let's go..."

Tong Yinian looked at it coldly, feeling resentful in his heart, when his father was born, he yelled "Dad, Dad" fluently and sweetly, but now, he didn't even say "Dad" at all?Heh, it's only natural, he is a policeman, how could he call a suspect his father?Isn't that self-surrender?Besides, his mission has been completed, and his status as the son-in-law of the Tong family is coming to an end, so why should he still be called Dad?
Immediately whispered to Xiaoma and Yiling, "Thank you from the family."

So, she took the lead, facing Lu Xiangbei's direction, bent her knees, and knelt on the ground.

Xiaoma and Yiling didn't know what Tong Yinian was doing, but they didn't dare to disobey and knelt down behind her.

Lu Xiangbei turned around and was stunned.

Once upon a time, he stood by her side, laughed with her and faced everything, no matter true or false, he was the one closest to her; now, things have changed, she kneels in front of him as a family member, he and There is a door between her, and this door is the door of Tong's house.From now on, the door of the place he has been in and out of for two years, the place he calls home, will be closed to him, and she will also close the door of her heart that was opened for him...

One is kneeling, and the other is standing. Although they are close to each other, they really stand in two worlds...

His heart ached, but he nodded calmly, "Let's go to the funeral, it's getting late."

Tong Yinian stood up silently and walked to his father's portrait.

Today's funerals are all extremely elaborate. In the past, when President Tong passed away, I don't know what kind of extravagant funeral ceremony it would be, but now, it can only be described as gloomy, low-key almost hidden, and the funeral was held quietly. Burial quietly, without attracting any attention from the world.

Naturally, there will be no more luxurious caravans, drummers with big fanfare, but white flowers on the black car at home, and nothing else...

At this point, Tong Yinian felt deeply guilty towards his father, but now, there was a new problem.

According to local customs, this posthumous portrait should be held by a filial son, it must be a son, which is why so many old-fashioned old people have to adopt a son to die.If there is no son, the sons of cousins ​​are also acceptable, they are all of the same clan, otherwise, they are son-in-law, and the son-in-law who recruits a man is also equivalent to a son.

But Tong Zhixing has no brothers, this son-in-law...

The little mother must have thought of this question, and whispered in Tong Yinian's ear, "Niannian, who will hold this portrait?"

Tong Yinian stopped thinking about it, took off the portrait of her father with both hands, turned around, and found that all eyes were on her.

(End of this chapter)