After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Si Fu and others came to the funeral hall, where Si Mianmian and Si Zexuan were dealing with the guests who came to pay their respects.

Because Si Mianmian's face was disfigured, she was now wrapped like a rice dumpling. Everyone who came to worship Si Zeyu had to look at her more. Some people who thought they had a good relationship with the Si family would even ask questions. This sentence made Si Mianmian anxious.

"They say my face is fine! What are you asking? It's so annoying!" Si Mianmian couldn't bear it and growled at a noble lady. When he saw Si's father and Si's mother coming out, he hid behind them aggrievedly.

"Mom and Dad, I don't want to receive guests here, I want to go home!"

Si's father said angrily: "Ayu loved you so much before he was alive, and you are so impatient now?"

Si Mianmian's eyes instantly turned red when he was told that, and tears fell from his eyes. He said aggrievedly, "Si Nian didn't even come, so why should I stay here all the time."

Si's mother felt distressed when she saw her crying and scolded Si's father, "Husband, why are you being so cruel to Mianmian? Mianmian has been raised like a child, how can she bear this suffering? She has been standing here all day! Let her go home and rest. .”

"No, anyone can leave, but she can't!" Si's father didn't want to be angry with Si Mianmian, but Si Zeyu's body was resting here. As a father, he had concealed the fact that Si Mianmian killed Si Zeyu against his will. He couldn't If she continues to indulge Si Mianmian, she must stay and repent, and accompany Si Zeyu on his last journey!

Si Zezheng interrupted, "Mom and Dad, now is not the time to quarrel."

"Huh, Mianmian can't leave anyway. Kneel down in front of Ayu's coffin and give him some paper money."

Upon hearing this, Si Mianmian asked her to kneel down and stomped her feet in protest, "I don't want it! My legs are so sore, I want to rest!"

Si's father frowned and said, "Si Mianmian! Aren't you afraid that your elder brother will come to you at night with his eyes open?"

It happened that a gust of cold wind blew, and Si Mianmian was so frightened that he felt chills all over. Thinking of the scene when Si Zeyu died, he finally gritted his teeth and went back to kneel down and burn paper money.

Si Mu nagged, "You know Mianmian is timid, why are you trying to scare her?"

"Humph," Si Fu was too lazy to answer and asked Si Zezheng, "Where is the person who planned the plan?"

"How do I recognize people? Dad, you know I never care about the company's affairs." Si Zezheng's tone was full of resistance. He just wanted to be a doctor and walk on his own glorious path, and he didn't want to touch the company's affairs at all.

With sharp eyes, Si Mu pointed to a few men in black suits chatting in the corner and said, "Is that Luo Jingsheng? I just don't know which one next to him is the boss behind the plan."

Sifu took a quick look and recognized the high-spirited Luo Jingsheng at a glance. Luo Jingsheng didn't look like he was here to express condolences to the deceased, but more like he was here to discuss business!

Si’s father had a bad intuition and wondered whether this person really came to poach his son’s funeral and steal customers!

He walked over quickly and said in a bad tone, "Mr. Luo, it seems I didn't invite you, right?"

Luo Jingsheng turned around. With his tall and tall figure of almost 1.9 meters, he was absolutely crushing in front of Si Fu who was as tall as 1.8 meters tall.

"Si Dong, I'm not here to attend your funeral."

The implication is that I am here to attend Si Zeyu's funeral. Do I need your invitation?

Sifu's face was livid from the rebuke. This was the first time he faced Luo Jingsheng head-on, and it was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

Si's mother had been following Si's father. After hearing Luo Jingsheng's words, the anger that she had not vented on Si's father immediately transferred to Luo Jingsheng.

She said angrily: "Oh, since you are here, then give our Ayu a kiss before leaving."

Luo Jingsheng was even more puzzled, "Huh? It turns out that you have to kowtow to express your condolences to Si Zeyu!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding guests became ugly. They were all representatives of small companies who came to express their condolences. If Mr. Luo, who was thinking about the plan, had to kowtow to express his condolences, then wouldn't it mean that they, the representatives of small companies, would have to pay their respects three times? Kneel down and worship three times?

Moreover, they are only in a cooperative relationship, not relatives. How can they attend a funeral and kowtow!

Seeing that his wife said something wrong, Sifu quickly glared at her and smoothed things over, "Don't get me wrong, my wife means that Mr. Luo came uninvited. He must have great respect for our Ayu, so kowtow to Ayu." It’s normal to leave again.”

Luo Jingsheng added: "That's not true. I was just passing by and wanted to help my boss deliver some gifts."

He clapped his hands, and the director and nurses of the mental hospital in white coats appeared, leading a group of mental patients in hospital gowns.

One of the mental patients recognized Si Zeyu's black and white photo at a glance, slapped his thigh and began to cry, "Ouch, Si Zeyu, you died so miserably."

Someone raised his head, and other mental patients also started to cry. There were all kinds of tricks, including rolling on the ground, jumping rope on the spot, and some wanting to lie down on the coffin to watch Si Zeyu's last journey.

The mentally ill people went crazy and frightened the guests attending the funeral.

Sifu reacted, but he didn't dare to stop him. He could only pull the nurse and ask, "Why did you bring the mental patient here?"

The director of the mental hospital was confused, "Didn't your Si family send someone to tell you that you want Si Zeyu's former patients to come and give Si Zeyu a ride?"

"When did I send someone?"

Immediately, Sifu thought of something and turned to ask Luo Jingsheng, "Luo Jingsheng! This is a big gift from your boss!"

"Yes, Si Zeyu spent so much time with these patients during his lifetime, and they had deep feelings for each other. Now that Si Zeyu is dead, isn't it normal for the patients to come to pay their last respects?"

"My boss is really considerate. He was worried that your Si family would be too busy and forget to invite Si Zeyu's former patients, so he kindly helped."

Father Si's hands shook with anger, and he pointed at Luo Jingsheng to curse, "You..."

Luo Jingsheng interrupted his father, "Hey, there's no need to say thank you. My boss said that our two companies are so close to each other. At least we are neighbors. It's just a small favor. That's right."

"Besides, Si Zeyu is pitiful. He was imprisoned in a mental hospital for so long before he was alive. He died suddenly not long after he was finally released. It's such a pity."

As soon as these words came out, several guests around him couldn't help but become suspicious.

Everyone present had worked with Si Zeyu before, and they knew that Si Zeyu, apart from being a bit grumpy, did not appear to be someone who would suddenly become mentally ill.

And such a healthy person was suddenly sent to a mental hospital. He finally came out and died suddenly!

This is so weird!

For a moment, people around started talking quietly.

"Do you think Si Zeyu's death was really an accident?"

"Tsk tsk, who knew? There are so many children in the Si family, but only Si Zeyu is in charge of the company. Will the other brothers be convinced?"

"Hey, is this a power struggle? Brothers killing each other?"

"Don't say it, don't say it. It feels a bit like the princes in ancient times fighting for their heirs! Fortunately, my family is an only child, so there is absolutely no chance of brothers killing each other for the family property."

"I thought the brothers and sisters in the Si family had a very close relationship."

"Tch, it's strange that they were so close. Didn't you just hear Si Mianmian clamoring to go home and rest? Tsk tsk, Si Zeyu doted on this sister the most when he was alive. Now that she has died, Si Mianmian is not even happy to keep a vigil. Thinking of going home and resting."

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