No way, this kid's funeral is full of bosses

Chapter 7 Sorrow and joy, the host speaks, remembering the old
"Ambassador, are you sure you want to go with us? I think this is your first time attending a funeral of this kind in person."

The white-haired old man looked at the young woman's pale face from the rearview mirror with respect in his eyes.

"It's the first time and the last time."

The eyes of the young woman hidden behind the sunglasses showed anticipation and nervousness at the same time.

"What's so good about that kid that it's worth doing so much for him?"

The white-haired old man looked at the young woman in confusion.

"There are some things that you don't understand. Driver, drive slowly, take a walk around the neighborhood first, as long as you can arrive before 12:30."

The car drove slower than a bicycle, and the young woman looked at the cemetery outside the car window, and those strange tombstones made her eyes reveal a kindness, as if she had returned to her long-lost hometown.

The time came to 11:35 am.

In the open space in front of Chen Shou's tombstone, as many as a hundred guests came to attend the funeral.

The cries that were originally one after another, gradually changed because of the appearance of Chen Shou and his comrades in arms.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by these comrades with extraordinary status.

Especially after Lin Shiyan took Ou Yingzi away, everyone guessed in their hearts whether Ou Yingzi had done anything to hurt Chen Shou.

However, no one dares to speak out without evidence.

At this moment, Lin Shiyan and Ou Yingzi had gone far away.

Outside the open space, where the five luxury cars were parked, stood four young women in black plain clothes with a small white flower pinned to their chests.
They have outstanding temperament and look more like celebrities than celebrities. They are about the same age as Lin Shiyan, and they look about 26 or seven years old.

They also came to the funeral, but instead of going up to pay respects, they stood there, with expressions full of anxiety and dissatisfaction.

These four women were exactly the women brought by Chen Shou's four male comrades-in-arms.

When they were in the army, several of their comrades once said that if they find a wife in the future, they must show it to the brothers and let the brothers check it out.

Lin Shiyan also said that if she finds a husband, she will be the first to bring it to the brothers.

However, Lin Shiyan is still alone.

The brothers all said that Lin Shiyan was always alone because she felt that she owed Chen Shou.

However, the various reasons may only be known to the two parties, Chen Shou and Lin Shiyan.

"Why is it so troublesome to attend a funeral? The weather is so hot, when can we leave?" Wu Lu looked at the funeral scene in disgust, and kept fanning her face with her right hand.

Wang Buqi sighed deeply: "I can't help it, and I don't know what Yihan is thinking. He insisted on bringing us here, and we don't know who this is Chen Shou. It's so hot here, and there are a lot of bugs on the ground. It's annoying"

"Indeed." Gu Qianlan spread her hands, "If I knew I would have to wait so long, I might as well choose cosmetics at home. By the way, last night, I found another super easy-to-use foundation, which only cost more than 300 yuan. Money, especially suitable for my sensitive skin."

"Really, come on, recommend it to me." Wang Buqi's eyes lit up immediately when he heard that there was a good foundation.

Among the four women, the shortest and fattest woman, Zhu Yuanyuan looked nervous, and interjected: "Lulu, Qiqi, Qianqian, we are all here, if we don't go, will it be impolite? Ah. I heard from our family, Situ, that when Chen Shou was in the army, he was the strongest brother among them."

Wu Lu curled her lips and let out a scornful laugh in her throat: "Do you believe this? It was so many years ago in the army. Let's not talk about the relationship between them. For a poor company like Chen Shou, A stinky loser who can't even cure his disease is worthy of a few of us to worship him?"

"Lulu is right. A stinky dick like this wastes air while alive, wastes land when dead, and dies early. Situ and the others are willing to be brothers with him. It is the blessing he cultivated in eight lifetimes, and he wants us to worship him , I’m afraid he won’t be able to bear it!” Gu Qianlan pursed her lips and glanced at Zhu Yuanyuan, then continued to pick up her phone and pick out cosmetics on Dongdong Mall.

Wang Buqi bumped Gu Qianlan with his arm: "Qianqian, you are the most knowledgeable among us. Let's talk quickly. It will be over in a while. Is there anything fun?"

"Of course I went to eat barbecue. Last night, I read the strategy on the Internet. It is said that the barbecue in Xilin City is the best in China. I have come here. If you don't try it, you will be violent. " Gu Qianlan looked proud and said expectantly.

"Okay, it's all up to you." Wang Buqi's mouth started to water when he mentioned the delicious food.

Zhu Yuanyuan frowned slightly, and sighed: "But today is different. The dead are the most important. We are here to attend the funeral, not to travel. Is it too much to do this? If Situ and the others hear it, I'm afraid He's going to lose his temper with us."

Zhu Yuanyuan had good intentions and felt that this was not appropriate.

However, the other three took her words as a deaf ear, and were already chatting enthusiastically about the beautiful scenery and delicious food of Xilin City, and their minds were not on Chen Shou's funeral at all.

Whether it was the driver or the soldier who came with Lin Shiyan, after hearing their conversation, they couldn't help showing a look of contempt.

Although these women followed their respective husbands to attend other people's funerals, and the deceased didn't have much relationship with them, this is someone else's funeral after all. As an adult, it is indeed Not quite right.

Moreover, their husbands are all important figures in the society. If these words get out, it will not only embarrass Situ and others, but also cause people to question the relationship between Situ and others and Chen Shou. Maybe not everyone So solid as imagined.

At funerals, the deceased is the oldest. This is an unchanging principle and rule. These women wear famous watches and trendy brands. They look like the daughters of the upper class, and they are all in their twenties, and they are about to be three. It's impossible for people not to understand such a simple truth.

Obviously, they just looked down on Chen Shou as a poor and low-level person.

However, the status of others is not as high as these women, even if there are thousands of slanders, they dare not express it openly.

If these women were offended, they would whisper in the ears of Situ and the others afterwards. These ordinary drivers and soldiers would probably have nothing good to eat.

11:45am.

In front of the tombstone, mourning and joy suddenly rose, bringing everyone's thoughts back to the funeral.

Under the mobilization of mourning and joy, the atmosphere of the scene became extremely depressing.

Chen Shou's close relatives sighed and shook their heads, all of these were like sharp blades piercing into the hearts of Chen Shou's family.

Originally, according to Chen Shou's own wishes, a joyful funeral song was to be played at his funeral.

In the past three years, Chen Shou fantasized about death and his own funeral more than once.

In Chen Shou's diary, he clearly recorded his fantasies about the funeral.

He wanted to hear his favorite song at the funeral.

That song is joyful.

Not only because he likes it, but also because he hopes that everyone will not feel sad because of his death.

He hoped that everyone at the funeral would relax, not cry, and laugh as usual.

However, as a father, Chen Fuyi did not adopt it.

He couldn't play a cheerful funeral song in such a depressing atmosphere.

Thus, there was this sad funeral song.

The rhythm of the funeral song moved people to tears. From the beginning, only Chen Shou's family members were crying.

But as the tide of sorrow and joy swept across, it was like an indestructible bayonet that pierced into the hearts of everyone present.

"Today, I would like to thank everyone for coming to my son's funeral. I am Chen Shou's father, Chen Fuyi, and I am also the host of the funeral."

Chen Fuyi was wearing a black suit, with red eyes and a sallow face. He was standing on the side with a microphone in his hand. He looked ten years older than usual.

【Ask for a collection, ask for a recommendation ticket! 】

(End of this chapter)