The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927
Chapter 61 Huaxia's Funeral
Holding a bowl of snow-white pears that had been cut into pieces and peeled off, Xu Yanran turned around the corridor and saw her nephew standing there holding a microphone. She glanced at her and asked in a raised voice, "Shaoting, do you eat pears? With your mother, otherwise two people would not be able to eat pears."
All I saw was that young man who looked over blankly, didn't reply to her, and didn't go out to see the sun's face at all, and it was even pale and bloodless at the moment, so scared that Xu Yanran thought that his nephew had done something to her. Unaware of the illness, he hurriedly pulled on his slippers and ran over, anxiously shouting: "Why is your face so pale?"
He ran in front of the person in three or two steps, and saw the young man with a blank face: "My face is already white."
Xu Yanran touched his forehead with one free hand, it was cold, seeing that he was still able to speak, it seemed that there was no serious problem, but she still had lingering fears: "Your lips are all white."
It was only then that I noticed the microphone. It was the people over there who also raised their voices, so that even Xu Yanran could hear the man shouting Xu Shaoting's name.
"It's... Lingjun?" Xu Yanran was even more puzzled when she heard the voice, "What did you two say? Why is your face so ugly?"
Hearing this, the dazed young man stuffed the microphone into her hand mechanically, and said, "I still have to sort out the manuscript."
She was left with a dazed back, and disappeared in the corridor in a blink of an eye.
What Xu Yanran and Shen Lingjun said again, Shaoting didn't know. He only knew that about ten minutes later, two ladies from the family came into his room. The two showed different styles but also quite feminine. care.
On weekdays, he would have been very helpless and tactful to thank these two for their concern, but today he is in no mood, and it is even more difficult to concentrate because of the noise of their voices.
The pen was stuck on the manuscript paper, and he said anxiously and loudly: "I am finishing the manuscript, can you two not disturb me?"
Probably a person with a good temper is always more powerful when he occasionally shows signs of anger.The two ladies immediately shut up, came together, held each other's arms, apologized and left.
It's just that when she left, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help saying: "Young court, don't be too sad."
Xu Yanran also said: "If you are sad, don't hold it in your heart, you can tell us if you feel sad."
I saw that the young man who was buried in his desk did not look back, did not look at them, but said without any emotional ups and downs: "I am very calm, thank you for your concern."
But it was this calmness that made him even more worried.
It was just six o'clock in the morning of the second day, except for Xu Huaiqing who hadn't returned from Beiping and Zhenzhen was also asked for leave, so everyone in the Xu family changed into their funeral clothes.
The three women wore uniform black skirts and black jackets, Zhang's dressing style was finally a little bit "out of line" when he came in.
This time I went to the funeral, and I said something to Xu Yanran again: "Even if you don't care about your husband, you should also care about Shao Ting's face, you must not wear that black coat and black cloth shoes, besides, President Ye dislikes the most in traditional Chinese culture." Constraints on women, don't you disrespect the dead if you wear this outfit?"
So Mrs. Zhang put on the black dress and trench coat that Xu Yanran lent her, the skirt was ankle-length——she reluctantly accepted it.If it wasn't for the bound feet when she was a child, Xu Yanran wanted to lend her a pair of black high-heeled shoes, but now she can only wear a pair of black round-toed leather shoes that Zhenzhen wore when she was a child.
Even so, when everyone gathered in the living room in the morning, Zhenzhen was slightly amazed by her mother's attire.
It is true that Xu Yanran, who is dressed in black, is another amazing style, but it is like Xu Shaoting, who was always good-tempered yesterday, lost his temper very powerfully. The attire makes people feel as if the gray curtain in front of them has been lifted, and the eyes are suddenly bright.
Zhang's daughter's reaction, and the unsparing praise of "mother looks so good in this dress", "the previous jacket and skirt didn't show her figure", and finally said, "you look four or five years younger", Zhenzhen was accepted by Zhang. Shi squeezed her face: "Whether you're complimenting me or making fun of me, it doesn't matter whether it's big or small, I just... just wear it this way because I respect Mr. Ye."
Zhenzhen covered her face and sighed, she wanted to sigh twice, even though she didn't have any deep feelings about death, and she had never seen Mr. Ye alive, but because of universal values, she knew that a person who is dead is not alive. One should be saddened by the loss of this life.
At this time, I saw Xu Shaoting holding a kraft paper bag, wearing his usual white shirt and black trousers, the color matching of this outfit is indeed suitable for attending a funeral.
It's just that the three of them were startled by his face, and all of them kindly comforted him on the way.
But the man just leaned his head against the car window and said wearily: "I haven't slept all night, let me take this time to rest."
When they arrived at the destination, there was already a long line of black cars outside the cemetery. Xu Yanran didn't expect that her home was not too early, so she got out of the car and looked around. Fortunately, the person she was looking for was tall and tall, regardless of whether she was at home or abroad. is a standout.
From a distance, Shen Lingjun walked over with a head taller than the surrounding people. First, he greeted Xu Yanran and Mrs. Zhang very politely, and then said a few words to the lively and outgoing Zhenzhen in a gentle voice, and then he went to look at his heart. A worried person—in fact, if it weren't for the reaction on the phone yesterday, he would have never expected that Ms. Ye would hold a lot of weight in the young man's heart.
Even when he put down the phone, a thought popped up in his mind: I don't know what weight I have in his heart?
Immediately dismissing this question, I also secretly evaluated myself: Am I so boring? What is there to think about this kind of question.
Now that I saw the worried person, I was first frightened by his expression: "Did you stay up all night?"
Xu Shaoting glanced at him wonderingly: "Do you have good ears? You can know that too."
Shen Lingjun sighed: "Not to mention your pale face, you have dark circles under your eyes, so it's hard to guess."
Xu Shaoting suddenly realized: "It turns out that my complexion...is so ugly."
The conversation between the two ended here. After entering October, it still followed the cold September that had already passed. It seems that the Shanghai stock market will be cold for half of the time this year. Shen Lingjun led the Xu family to the shed built in the cemetery Here, he wanted to talk to Xu Shaoting, but the other party lowered his eyelids, and he was full of indifference.
On the way, I only talked to Xu Yanran and Mrs. Zhang the most.
Shaoting heard Xu Yanran ask in his ears: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Jiang, and Mr. Du, are they all here?"
Shen Lingjun said: "They're all here. Some well-known 'gentlemen' in the Shanghai market, unless they can't get away and they're not here at the moment, they're all here with their families."
Xu Yanran said, "Ms. Zhang has been guarding Mr. Ye?"
Shen Lingjun sighed: "I have been taking care of her all the time. Ms. Ye entrusted a lawyer and Mr. Zhang to handle the affairs behind her."
After listening to a few scattered words like this, when I entered the cemetery, people coming and going were all dressed in black or white clothes from head to toe, but they probably imitated western clothes more, and they were all black from head to toe. Most of them, at a glance, it looks like a dark cloud has gathered.
And this time it was different from the way before he came in, he had to stop after walking two steps, listening to Xu Yanran greeting someone he didn't know at all.
The first group I met were two men in black gowns about 30 years old. Seeing Xu Yanran, they asked, "Why don't you see Mr. Xu?"
After listening to the explanation, he looked at Xu Shaoting and the others, so he had to introduce their identities to each other.
Shao Ting didn't know what his expression was, so he greeted his uncle in a daze, and he didn't even know what to say in the next scene. He listened to someone complimenting him like a wooden man, and the other party stopped looking at him. He only pretended to be serious, and said a few words to Xu Yanran, "I feel so sad" and "I'm still waiting for brother Huaiqing to return".
I don't know how many people like this I met one after another, and I met many people later. What Zhangkou said to Xu Yanran had nothing to do with Principal Ye, but instead mentioned that the two families would move around more when they had time. , Don't play down the relationship.
When I met a female family member again, I first complained: "She passed away suddenly, and I didn't have time to prepare suitable clothes, so I had to rush to buy clothes that didn't fit."
Then he looked at Xu Shaoting and asked, "How old is this kid? It looks like he is about the same age as my aunt's niece."
The topic turned to: "Has the child been engaged? Not yet, oh, what a coincidence, my aunt's niece is also."
Xu Shaoting silently slowed down, and distanced himself from Xu Yanran and the others. Zhang looked back at him with concern, Shen Lingjun waved at her, and stopped walking to stand side by side with Xu Shaoting, being pulled into the pleasantries. Only then did Zhang feel relieved.
Of the two of them, one is a newcomer to China, and the other stays at home all year round and has no social interaction.
It was two too young faces, so they didn't walk with Xu Yanran and the others. At the funeral when the two were present, no one came to socialize with them at all.
But enjoying the "two-person world" with Xu Shaoting alone, Shen Lingjun wanted to open his mouth, and finally spit out two words: "My condolences."
The young man said: "This word... shouldn't be said to me, I have no position to accept it."
Shen Lingjun thought about it left and right, but couldn't figure out where it was used wrongly, so he had to change it into plain words: "Young court, don't be too sad, your own health is also very important."
I saw the young man beside me asking puzzledly: "You all advised me not to be too sad, and I... am not very sad, am I?"
As a result, Shen Lingjun stared at him for a long time, and he asked dumbfoundedly, "Did you see anything?"
Just listen to the other person say, "Then you might as well act sad."
After such a sentence, there was silence for a while, and the crowds on the road were very noisy. Shaoting first broke the atmosphere between the two of them, and said: "This funeral looks like it is going to be a Western style, but seeing the people coming and going around, it also looks like An Eastern funeral."
Shen Lingjun was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"
"Too noisy." The boy beside him said, "The funeral should be quieter."
Shen Lingjun thought about it: "You shouldn't introduce a blind date at the funeral, it's really strange. Is this an oriental funeral?"
"One person died, but many people gathered here as if attending a banquet." Xu Shaoting said, "Is there anything more ridiculous than this in the world? This is probably Huaxia's funeral."
"Actually, the funeral itself is a banquet of interpersonal communication." Shen Lingjun seemed to have thought of something, "You said it was an oriental funeral, but in the west, in the funerals I have attended, apart from the difference in form, the relationship between people and people is different." There is no difference between."
All I saw was that young man who looked over blankly, didn't reply to her, and didn't go out to see the sun's face at all, and it was even pale and bloodless at the moment, so scared that Xu Yanran thought that his nephew had done something to her. Unaware of the illness, he hurriedly pulled on his slippers and ran over, anxiously shouting: "Why is your face so pale?"
He ran in front of the person in three or two steps, and saw the young man with a blank face: "My face is already white."
Xu Yanran touched his forehead with one free hand, it was cold, seeing that he was still able to speak, it seemed that there was no serious problem, but she still had lingering fears: "Your lips are all white."
It was only then that I noticed the microphone. It was the people over there who also raised their voices, so that even Xu Yanran could hear the man shouting Xu Shaoting's name.
"It's... Lingjun?" Xu Yanran was even more puzzled when she heard the voice, "What did you two say? Why is your face so ugly?"
Hearing this, the dazed young man stuffed the microphone into her hand mechanically, and said, "I still have to sort out the manuscript."
She was left with a dazed back, and disappeared in the corridor in a blink of an eye.
What Xu Yanran and Shen Lingjun said again, Shaoting didn't know. He only knew that about ten minutes later, two ladies from the family came into his room. The two showed different styles but also quite feminine. care.
On weekdays, he would have been very helpless and tactful to thank these two for their concern, but today he is in no mood, and it is even more difficult to concentrate because of the noise of their voices.
The pen was stuck on the manuscript paper, and he said anxiously and loudly: "I am finishing the manuscript, can you two not disturb me?"
Probably a person with a good temper is always more powerful when he occasionally shows signs of anger.The two ladies immediately shut up, came together, held each other's arms, apologized and left.
It's just that when she left, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help saying: "Young court, don't be too sad."
Xu Yanran also said: "If you are sad, don't hold it in your heart, you can tell us if you feel sad."
I saw that the young man who was buried in his desk did not look back, did not look at them, but said without any emotional ups and downs: "I am very calm, thank you for your concern."
But it was this calmness that made him even more worried.
It was just six o'clock in the morning of the second day, except for Xu Huaiqing who hadn't returned from Beiping and Zhenzhen was also asked for leave, so everyone in the Xu family changed into their funeral clothes.
The three women wore uniform black skirts and black jackets, Zhang's dressing style was finally a little bit "out of line" when he came in.
This time I went to the funeral, and I said something to Xu Yanran again: "Even if you don't care about your husband, you should also care about Shao Ting's face, you must not wear that black coat and black cloth shoes, besides, President Ye dislikes the most in traditional Chinese culture." Constraints on women, don't you disrespect the dead if you wear this outfit?"
So Mrs. Zhang put on the black dress and trench coat that Xu Yanran lent her, the skirt was ankle-length——she reluctantly accepted it.If it wasn't for the bound feet when she was a child, Xu Yanran wanted to lend her a pair of black high-heeled shoes, but now she can only wear a pair of black round-toed leather shoes that Zhenzhen wore when she was a child.
Even so, when everyone gathered in the living room in the morning, Zhenzhen was slightly amazed by her mother's attire.
It is true that Xu Yanran, who is dressed in black, is another amazing style, but it is like Xu Shaoting, who was always good-tempered yesterday, lost his temper very powerfully. The attire makes people feel as if the gray curtain in front of them has been lifted, and the eyes are suddenly bright.
Zhang's daughter's reaction, and the unsparing praise of "mother looks so good in this dress", "the previous jacket and skirt didn't show her figure", and finally said, "you look four or five years younger", Zhenzhen was accepted by Zhang. Shi squeezed her face: "Whether you're complimenting me or making fun of me, it doesn't matter whether it's big or small, I just... just wear it this way because I respect Mr. Ye."
Zhenzhen covered her face and sighed, she wanted to sigh twice, even though she didn't have any deep feelings about death, and she had never seen Mr. Ye alive, but because of universal values, she knew that a person who is dead is not alive. One should be saddened by the loss of this life.
At this time, I saw Xu Shaoting holding a kraft paper bag, wearing his usual white shirt and black trousers, the color matching of this outfit is indeed suitable for attending a funeral.
It's just that the three of them were startled by his face, and all of them kindly comforted him on the way.
But the man just leaned his head against the car window and said wearily: "I haven't slept all night, let me take this time to rest."
When they arrived at the destination, there was already a long line of black cars outside the cemetery. Xu Yanran didn't expect that her home was not too early, so she got out of the car and looked around. Fortunately, the person she was looking for was tall and tall, regardless of whether she was at home or abroad. is a standout.
From a distance, Shen Lingjun walked over with a head taller than the surrounding people. First, he greeted Xu Yanran and Mrs. Zhang very politely, and then said a few words to the lively and outgoing Zhenzhen in a gentle voice, and then he went to look at his heart. A worried person—in fact, if it weren't for the reaction on the phone yesterday, he would have never expected that Ms. Ye would hold a lot of weight in the young man's heart.
Even when he put down the phone, a thought popped up in his mind: I don't know what weight I have in his heart?
Immediately dismissing this question, I also secretly evaluated myself: Am I so boring? What is there to think about this kind of question.
Now that I saw the worried person, I was first frightened by his expression: "Did you stay up all night?"
Xu Shaoting glanced at him wonderingly: "Do you have good ears? You can know that too."
Shen Lingjun sighed: "Not to mention your pale face, you have dark circles under your eyes, so it's hard to guess."
Xu Shaoting suddenly realized: "It turns out that my complexion...is so ugly."
The conversation between the two ended here. After entering October, it still followed the cold September that had already passed. It seems that the Shanghai stock market will be cold for half of the time this year. Shen Lingjun led the Xu family to the shed built in the cemetery Here, he wanted to talk to Xu Shaoting, but the other party lowered his eyelids, and he was full of indifference.
On the way, I only talked to Xu Yanran and Mrs. Zhang the most.
Shaoting heard Xu Yanran ask in his ears: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Jiang, and Mr. Du, are they all here?"
Shen Lingjun said: "They're all here. Some well-known 'gentlemen' in the Shanghai market, unless they can't get away and they're not here at the moment, they're all here with their families."
Xu Yanran said, "Ms. Zhang has been guarding Mr. Ye?"
Shen Lingjun sighed: "I have been taking care of her all the time. Ms. Ye entrusted a lawyer and Mr. Zhang to handle the affairs behind her."
After listening to a few scattered words like this, when I entered the cemetery, people coming and going were all dressed in black or white clothes from head to toe, but they probably imitated western clothes more, and they were all black from head to toe. Most of them, at a glance, it looks like a dark cloud has gathered.
And this time it was different from the way before he came in, he had to stop after walking two steps, listening to Xu Yanran greeting someone he didn't know at all.
The first group I met were two men in black gowns about 30 years old. Seeing Xu Yanran, they asked, "Why don't you see Mr. Xu?"
After listening to the explanation, he looked at Xu Shaoting and the others, so he had to introduce their identities to each other.
Shao Ting didn't know what his expression was, so he greeted his uncle in a daze, and he didn't even know what to say in the next scene. He listened to someone complimenting him like a wooden man, and the other party stopped looking at him. He only pretended to be serious, and said a few words to Xu Yanran, "I feel so sad" and "I'm still waiting for brother Huaiqing to return".
I don't know how many people like this I met one after another, and I met many people later. What Zhangkou said to Xu Yanran had nothing to do with Principal Ye, but instead mentioned that the two families would move around more when they had time. , Don't play down the relationship.
When I met a female family member again, I first complained: "She passed away suddenly, and I didn't have time to prepare suitable clothes, so I had to rush to buy clothes that didn't fit."
Then he looked at Xu Shaoting and asked, "How old is this kid? It looks like he is about the same age as my aunt's niece."
The topic turned to: "Has the child been engaged? Not yet, oh, what a coincidence, my aunt's niece is also."
Xu Shaoting silently slowed down, and distanced himself from Xu Yanran and the others. Zhang looked back at him with concern, Shen Lingjun waved at her, and stopped walking to stand side by side with Xu Shaoting, being pulled into the pleasantries. Only then did Zhang feel relieved.
Of the two of them, one is a newcomer to China, and the other stays at home all year round and has no social interaction.
It was two too young faces, so they didn't walk with Xu Yanran and the others. At the funeral when the two were present, no one came to socialize with them at all.
But enjoying the "two-person world" with Xu Shaoting alone, Shen Lingjun wanted to open his mouth, and finally spit out two words: "My condolences."
The young man said: "This word... shouldn't be said to me, I have no position to accept it."
Shen Lingjun thought about it left and right, but couldn't figure out where it was used wrongly, so he had to change it into plain words: "Young court, don't be too sad, your own health is also very important."
I saw the young man beside me asking puzzledly: "You all advised me not to be too sad, and I... am not very sad, am I?"
As a result, Shen Lingjun stared at him for a long time, and he asked dumbfoundedly, "Did you see anything?"
Just listen to the other person say, "Then you might as well act sad."
After such a sentence, there was silence for a while, and the crowds on the road were very noisy. Shaoting first broke the atmosphere between the two of them, and said: "This funeral looks like it is going to be a Western style, but seeing the people coming and going around, it also looks like An Eastern funeral."
Shen Lingjun was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"
"Too noisy." The boy beside him said, "The funeral should be quieter."
Shen Lingjun thought about it: "You shouldn't introduce a blind date at the funeral, it's really strange. Is this an oriental funeral?"
"One person died, but many people gathered here as if attending a banquet." Xu Shaoting said, "Is there anything more ridiculous than this in the world? This is probably Huaxia's funeral."
"Actually, the funeral itself is a banquet of interpersonal communication." Shen Lingjun seemed to have thought of something, "You said it was an oriental funeral, but in the west, in the funerals I have attended, apart from the difference in form, the relationship between people and people is different." There is no difference between."
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