The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

More than ten minutes later, a station wagon stopped in front of the Ning family's small building.

Godmother, Guo Ting, Li Changan, Ma Jing and Li Changan's driver Xiao Zhang, a total of five people, set out from Yanjing at seven o'clock this morning. Li Changan and Xiao Zhang took turns driving and it took more than nine hours to reach Ge'an.

As soon as Mrs. Li got out of the car, she ran straight to Ning Xiufen crying, and the two old sisters hugged each other.

"Sister, I'm late." Old Mrs. Li has lived in the Lin family for so many years, and she and Ning Xiufen have long been calling each other sisters. When she learned that Lin Zhiyuan's grandmother had passed away, the old lady could not sit still and insisted on coming to Ge'an in person.

The two old ladies hugged each other and cried bitterly, causing other people to cry as well, and there was chaos at the scene again.

After everyone came forward to persuade her for a long time, the old lady finally stopped crying. The Li family entered the mourning shed and after paying their respects, Lin Zhiyuan persuaded them to go back into the building.

Lin Zhiyuan found Guo Ting, "Sister-in-law, my godmother is so old, and she still came all the way from Yanjing..."

Guo Ting waved her hand gently, "Zhiyuan, our two families are not polite to each other. Not only mom, but also Lao Li and I think we should come over."

Now that things have come to this, it would be pretentious for Lin Zhiyuan to say anything more.

At 6pm, the dinner started. There were fewer people eating at night than at noon. Youtou breathed a sigh of relief. This funeral was the most tiring one in his career, but of course, it was also the most profitable one.

After dinner, Lin Zhiyuan made arrangements. He asked Su Jin, his brother-in-law and sister to drive his godmother and her family back to Jinghuayuan to rest.

After arranging rooms for the Li family members, Su Jin, Lin Ningjing and Li Gang took out several large bags from the trunk of the car, which were full of heavy cash.

These were the donations from the guests who came to pay their respects during the day. Most of them were thick envelopes with names and amounts written on them.

Lin Zhiyuan originally didn't want to accept any gifts from these people, but these people didn't give him a chance to refuse the gifts. Many of them went straight to Su Jin, stuffed the envelope into their hands, turned around and left, and you couldn't catch up with them even if you wanted to.

Su Jin and Lin Ningjing counted for a long time in the room and finally got a sum of 1,460,500. Su Jin carefully made a list and marked each person's share of the gift money.

Given Lin Zhiyuan's current position, the minimum gift amount is 5,000 yuan, and most of them are 10,000 yuan.

Lin Ningjing thought to herself, no wonder everyone wants to be an official, ordinary people can collect 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in weddings and funerals at most, but since her brother didn't want to make it public, the zombies collected more than one million yuan in just one day.

Lin Ningjing said nothing and helped Su Jin lock the money in the safe. "Xiao Jin, Su is still young. You should sleep at home tonight. Your brother-in-law and I have to go back to keep vigil."

Su Jin nodded. She sent Lin Ningjing downstairs and watched her and Li Gang get in the car and leave Jing Hua Yuan.

On the way, Lin Ningjing finally couldn't help but tell her husband that her brother had received more than one million yuan in gifts. "These friends in Zhiyuan are so generous." Li Gang remained silent after hearing this. In fact, he and Lin Ningjing also received more than 100,000 yuan in gifts. After all, he is now the vice president of the new material company and is considered a powerful person in Gegang.

It was not until their car drove into Dadao Bay that Li Gang finally said, "Don't tell anyone about this, otherwise it will have a bad impact on Zhiyuan."

Lin Ningjing rolled her eyes at her husband and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? He's my brother."

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when they returned to Dadaowan. The small theater troupe that had been making a lot of noise all day had also died down, and most of the guests had dispersed, leaving only a few who were closest to Lin Zhiyuan and refused to leave, such as Zhou Hai, Wang Changsong, Shi Mingguang, Qi Jingwei, Chu Peng, Zhang Dalu, Qu Jie and others.

At this time, several people were sitting in the shed chatting, and Li Gang was called in as soon as he came back.

"Brother-in-law, we'll be keeping vigil tonight. We've agreed that we'll be the first half, and the eldest and second brother-in-law will be the second half."

"Okay, no problem." Li Gang agreed immediately.

Keeping vigil is a tradition in the Northeast. There must be someone in front of the coffin to ensure that the incense is not cut off, and paper money must be burned from time to time.

As the night deepened, the temperature dropped, but fortunately there was a stove in the shed, so it wasn't too cold.

In the late night, my eldest brother-in-law Guo Shun and my second brother-in-law Zhang Fan came in to replace them. "Zhiyuan, Gangzi, you two should take a nap. We will be busy early tomorrow morning. We are here!"

Lin Zhiyuan persuaded his friends to leave, then he and Li Gang returned to the small building and found a place to take a nap.

Lin Zhiyuan and Li Gang got up at four o'clock the next morning. The village secretary and the village chief brought a large group of young men to help.

The two village leaders saw the traffic jam yesterday. Today is the official funeral, so there will definitely be a lot of cars coming. They have to prepare early, otherwise the traffic will be stuck in the village and people won’t be able to leave.

Two village leaders directed the scene, and more than a dozen young people from the village stood guard at various intersections holding boxes. The boxes contained cigarettes, drinks and biscuits. This is also a tradition in the Northeast. Funerals usually have to get up early, and most people don't have breakfast, so the host family must prepare something to fill their stomachs.

Starting from five o'clock, cars started to drive in one after another. Due to advance preparation, the congestion of yesterday did not reappear. These cars were dispatched in a unified manner and parked in a row on the left side of the road. The young people in the village put a piece of printed white paper on the upper right corner of the rear windshield of the car with toothpaste, and the words "Ningfu 92" were written on it.

Ninety-two represents my grandmother’s age. Actually, she is ninety this year, but in the Northeast, we add two years to her age. As the saying goes, one year older in heaven means one year older on earth. The older the old person is, the more face the host family has.

The main purpose of posting this white paper is to mark the convoy. Because there are too many vehicles and the line is too long, the cars at the back can easily get lost. As long as you keep your eyes on the white paper on the car in front, there will be no trouble.

Then it was the master's turn. Under the master's command, Lin Zhiyuan, the grandson, wore mourning clothes, smashed fire basins, and set off firecrackers. After more than half an hour, all the procedures for the funeral were finally completed.

The village chief gathered all his strength and shouted in front of the mourning shed, "Dear friends and relatives of the Ning family, please return to your cars immediately. We are leaving. There are many cars, so please stay calm and follow the car in front. Okay, let's start the funeral."

Following the village chief's shout, the Ning family lined up and boarded the hearse. Lin Zhiyuan walked in front holding his grandmother's photo, and the three grandsons-in-law Li Gang, Guo Shun and Zhang Fan followed closely behind.

The hearse started, and the vehicles behind followed closely, not driving very fast.

The secretary and the village chief looked at the endless convoy and sighed, "Mrs. Ning is so lucky to have a capable grandson. Look how many people came to see her off."

"I guess for many years to come, there won't be another funeral of this scale in Dadao Bay."