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

Chapter 8 The funeral is over?No, the main action has just begun

"Chen Shou, he is my nephew. He is only 28 years old this year. In the past three years, we have wrongly blamed him."

"I thought he was really an unfilial son who forgot about his ancestors. It turned out that he had leukemia and didn't want to bring a burden to his family, so he hid in a place so far away from the devil's capital and quietly waited for death."

"He's really a sensible boy, and he's full of talent. He has a bright future. He's really jealous of talent."

"In the past few years, his life must have been very difficult. It takes a lot of courage to face the serious illness alone in such a cold big city like Shanghai."

"Although he is dead, as a father, I will always be proud of his strength!"

Chen Fuyi tried his best to control his emotions, but his hand holding the microphone couldn't help trembling slightly. When he talked about Chen Shou's experience in the past three years, as a father, he didn't fulfill his responsibility at all. Tell the folks that this white-eyed wolf was raised for nothing, and even the last phone call with Chen Shou was still blaming Chen Shou.

This caused Chen Shou to suffer too much unjust injustice.

Unable to bear it for a moment, the muscles on Chen Fuyi's cheeks twitched, tears kept falling, and he almost burst into tears.

The relatives and friends present had heard about Chen Shou a long time ago and knew that they had misunderstood Chen Shou before.In the past three years, in order not to worry his family, Chen Shou went to the capital to wait for death alone, and had to endure the criticism and infamy from his fellow villagers. He must have been suffering inside.Affected by the atmosphere of the scene, everyone lowered their heads and quietly wiped their tears.

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Suddenly, some middle-aged men who were not particularly close to Chen Shou took advantage of such an atmosphere to cry like children, but they did not attract any contempt from others.

There is a saying that a good man bleeds but does not shed tears. No matter how much work pressure they usually have, how much grievance they suffer in their hearts, and how much bitterness they drink, they will only choose one person to bear it silently.

Because, behind the middle-aged men, there are wives, children, and children who need their protection, and they are not allowed to relax and slack in the slightest.

For the happy smile on their family's face, they are willing to bear the devastation of life.

If I feel that I can’t hold on anymore, I will pat myself on the chest, pretending to be strong and telling myself that the sun always comes after the storm, and then sweep away the haze and continue to work hard.

However, there is another saying that is good. Men don’t cry easily, but they don’t reach the point of sadness. Except for special circumstances, men usually only let go of their dignity when they lose the most precious thing or the most cherished person , crying so wantonly.
Among the crowd, there were four young men of extraordinary status standing behind Chen Shou's family.

Although they have noble status in the society, they usually drive luxury cars, drink foreign wine, and the women around them who fawn on them are all as beautiful as big stars, but today, their status is only Chen Shou's brothers.

At a funeral, the deceased is the most important person. This is an eternal truth and rule.

There were tears in the eyes of these young people, maybe they were exaggerated by the words of the folks, maybe they were remembering all the things they experienced together with Chen Shou when they were in the army.
"Fourth, please, please call my wife and brothers and sisters over to pay respects to Chen Shou." Captain Wu Yihan said to Zhou Shenglong who was next to him.

After Zhou Shenglong heard this, he looked at the handsome black and white photo of Chen Shouguang on the tombstone, sighed softly, blinked, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, and walked quickly to the outside of the crowd.

When they got to the side of the car, the driver in plain clothes nodded slightly and bowed in salute. The 28 soldiers brought by Lin Shiyan nodded solemnly.

Facing their salutes, Zhou Shenglong just waved his hands as a signal, and went straight to the four women chatting behind the car.

"The funeral is coming to an end, come with me." Zhou Shenglong said softly.

"Fourth brother."

"Fourth."

"Is it nearing the end?"

"Are you serious?"

When the four women saw Zhou Shenglong, surprise flashed in their eyes, and they immediately flocked to Zhou Shenglong.

"Don't be blah, keep your voice down, come with me, we're about to start the worship."

Zhou Shenglong was still feeling sad for Chen Shou's untimely death, and his heart was extremely heavy, so he didn't have time to talk to them too much.After finishing speaking, she turned around with a solemn expression and walked back to the tombstone.

"I'm so speechless, I still have to pay homage to this stinky dick, it's really annoying."

As soon as they heard that Chen Shou was still to be paid homage, the expressions of the four women changed instantly, and they sank in unison.

They were originally reluctant, but now that Zhou Shenglong had spoken, they could only follow.

But there were so many people at the funeral, and most of them were poor people who had come out of the village. They really didn't want to get too close to Chen Shou's tombstone and these plainly dressed poor people.

But they understand Zhou Shenglong's temper and who their husbands are. If they don't go, they will definitely have a hard time in the next few days. They can only follow behind Zhou Shenglong shyly, but they always watch the funeral with wary eyes Other people on the road, as if afraid of any physical contact with them.

If the body accidentally touches these poor people, they will definitely feel uncomfortable for several days.

"Today is the anniversary of the death of my son Chen Shou. He left everyone and this world forever. Leukemia took away his young life. I only hope that there will be no pain in heaven, and that he will never die in another world." Alone, can forever and ever, happy long sleep"

Zhou Shenglong returned to the crowd, and the rhetoric at the funeral continued.

And Zhou Shenglong also stood by the brothers' side again.

According to the rules, all their women should stand behind them.

But among these few women, three of them had disgust written all over their faces, and they deliberately stayed at least 3 meters away from the crowd. Only the shortest, slightly plump woman followed behind Zhou Shenglong.

"The world of the poor is really miserable. If you have a funeral, you have a funeral. What does it smell like? It stinks to death. I'm about to throw up. It's disgusting." Wu Lu pouted, pinched her nose hard, with an extremely painful expression, and whispered Said to Wang Buqi who was standing beside him.

"Oh my god, I have a noise phobia. It really terrifies me. If I had known, I wouldn't have come even if I pretended to be sick." Facing the ups and downs of crying at the funeral, Wang Buqi only felt that his mind was buzzing. , covering his ears with his hands, as if he would faint at any moment.

"Really, I've been standing for so long, why isn't it over yet, my leg is almost broken!" Gu Qianlan, the tallest and most slender, raised her head, squinted her eyes at the dazzling sun in the sky, and kept wiping her handkerchief Wiping the sweat on his forehead, it seemed that his whole body was hairy, and there was a constant cry of complaints from his mouth.

However, their voices are very soft, and they only dare to complain quietly in private.

Once Zhou Shenglong and Situ were present, they would immediately become well-behaved and pleasant.

The reason is simple. If Zhou Shenglong and the others hear this, they will inevitably be scolded. At worst, they will be dragged to the military camp for military training with strong professional soldiers. At worst, they will be divorced directly.

"The funeral is coming to an end. On behalf of my family, on behalf of Chen Shou, my son, I would like to express my gratitude to you all again. Thank you for your hard work to attend my son's funeral..."

The speaking session lasted for a full 30 minutes. Chen Fuyi finally finished speaking, put down the microphone, and bowed deeply to the crowd present.

In the crowd, the cries gradually faded away, and the low-pitched dirges were turned up to an almost inaudible volume.

As Chen Shou's parents and elder brother, they stood closest to the tombstone.

Next, as long as everyone came over separately, put a white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, and said their condolences, the whole funeral would be over.

All of this, except for the sad lament, was in line with the funeral fantasy recorded by Chen Shou in his diary. It was not high-end, and the whole process was simple and unadorned, just following the routine process of a rural funeral.

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However, just when everyone was about to lay flowers.

In the cemetery of Xifeng Mountain, the sound of roaring cars is slowly approaching here
【Ask for a collection, ask for a recommendation ticket! 】

(End of this chapter)