The president of Maserati stopped slowly and Xiao Chen got out of the car.
"Brother Chen!"
Xiaodao, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, limped over.
"Well, everything has been arranged?"
Xiao Chen nodded and patted Xiao Dao on the shoulder.
"Well, let's leave at ten o'clock."
"good."
The two entered the funeral parlor and then came to the empty mourning hall.
The place where the body was originally placed was empty, and on the table in front were an urn and black-and-white photos.
Three sticks of fragrance are burning, and Su Yunfei in the photo is smiling and looking ahead.
Next to them, there are wreaths, which Xiao Chen specially asked Xiao Dao to prepare. There are no elegiac couplets or names on them, but only a few special symbols.
There was no one to express condolences, not even the staff was there, and it seemed a bit deserted and solemn.
Xiao Chen came to the table, looked at the black and white photos, and said nothing for a while.
The knife stood behind him, his body straight, like a knife waiting to be unsheathed!
"Do you think Lao Su will blame me?"
After a long time, Xiao Chen asked.
"I don't know, but if it were me, I wouldn't blame you, I would do it willingly."
Xiaodao's voice was not loud, but serious.
The huge mourning hall became silent again until the mournful music started and the staff walked in.
"Excuse me, do you want to hold a farewell ceremony now?"
The staff stepped forward, came to Xiao Chen and Xiaodao, and asked softly.
"let's start."
Xiao Chen nodded, took out his cigarette, lit it, and stood on the table.
"Is it just the two of you?"
The staff was a little surprised.
"Well, just the two of us, let's go through the process."
Next to him, Xiao Dao said.
"OK."
The staff was a little strange. They looked at the urn on the table and saw that everything looked weird.
The farewell ceremony began, and the staff followed the procedures. This may be the first farewell ceremony for two people in all the years she has hosted the farewell ceremony!
"A bow."
"Two bows."
"Three bows."
Xiao Chen and Xiao Dao stood in front of the table, bowing, and a trace of cold breath spread.
The staff member standing in front shivered suddenly, and then she looked around, why was it so cold all of a sudden?
"Okay, I don't need you here anymore. We'll leave at ten o'clock and come back."
Xiao Chen said calmly.
"OK."
The staff member was eager to leave quickly. She had never been afraid before, but now for some reason, she felt cold all over, as if she was in a cold storage.
"Lao Su, Su Qing and Xiaomeng are both very good. You don't have to worry about them... Su Qing's trouble has not been solved yet, but don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt her... and Xiaomeng, female
The 18th National Revolution is much more beautiful than the photos you showed me..."
Xiao Chen stood in front of the table, looked at the black and white photos, and spoke softly.
In front of my eyes, scenes from the past were flashing...the first time the two met, the first time they competed, the first time they drank...killing enemies side by side, living and dying together...there was joy, tears, and more.
Scarlet blood...
Time passed minute by minute, and the sorrow and music were played over and over again.
At ten o'clock, the staff appeared again, and she was a little surprised to find that the two of them had been standing in front of the table from just now, maintaining the same posture, and not even changing their positions!
wack!
Everything today is weird!
"Sir, it's ten o'clock."
The staff came forward and said something cautiously, as if they were afraid of disturbing them.
"Um."
Xiao Chen looked away from the black and white photo and nodded: "Shall we go directly to the cemetery?"
"Yes, there are already staff waiting over there."
"good."
Immediately afterwards, two staff members in black suits walked in and wanted to get the urn and black-and-white photos, but Xiao Chen stopped them.
"I'll get the urn."
The two staff members looked at each other and did not touch the urn again.
Xiao Chen held the urn in both hands, while Xiao Dao held the black and white photo, followed by two staff members, and walked outside.
Su Yunfei, who should have been wearing the national flag and enjoying unlimited glory, has become so unknown that he has to be laid to rest.
Every step Xiao Chen took was a little laborious, as if the urn in his arms weighed more than a thousand pounds!
"Sir, there is a special car over there." The staff member guided.
"Xiao Dao, take the photo with you and take that car."
"how about you?"
"I think Lao Su would rather ride in his sister's car... This is equivalent to Su Qing giving him a ride!"
Xiaodao nodded: "Okay."
Xiao Chen held the urn, came to the parking lot, opened the car door, got in, and then gently placed the urn on the passenger seat.
"Old Su, this is Su Qing's car..."
Xiao Chen started the car and drove towards the cemetery, while the funeral home's vehicle followed behind.
On the way, when passing a supermarket, Xiao Chen stopped the car, gestured to the cars behind him, telling them to leave first, and then walked in.
A few minutes later, he came out with a shopping bag in his hand, which contained many things.
"Lao Su, let's have a few drinks together as brothers later."
After Xiao Chen got in the car, he put his shopping bags on the back seat and continued driving to the cemetery.
The location became more and more remote, and there were fewer and fewer cars on the road. It took more than an hour to reach the cemetery.
This cemetery is not an ordinary cemetery. Each cemetery is far apart...
If an ordinary cemetery is like a commercial house, with houses next to each other, then this is a manor. In addition to burying bones, there is also a small piece of land of your own!
This is also the reason why cemeteries here are so expensive!
Xiao Chen got out of the car, took off the urn, looked around, and showed a smile.
This was his first time here, but he was quite satisfied. He didn't say that the promotional pictures were one thing, but the reality was another...
After all, most of the people buried here are prominent figures in Longhai City, and the funeral home does not dare to deceive them.
"Brother Chen, are you satisfied?"
Xiaodao stepped forward and asked.
"Well, facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming."
Xiao Chen looked at the sea not far away and the unknown little flowers around him, and nodded.
"Mr. Xiao, do you want to start now?"
A staff member came over and asked.
"Um."
Xiao Chen nodded, came to the tomb, gently put down the urn, and then lit some incense and cigarettes.
The staff also prepared various sacrifices, and even stacks of paper money.
The incense was gone, the smoke was extinguished, and the urn was placed in the tomb.
Xiao Chen and Xiao Dao filled in the soil themselves, then pushed up the lid of the marble sarcophagus, making sure that no gaps were left before stopping.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of rituals. After all the rituals were completed, it was already an hour later and it was noon.
The scene was quiet, with no other sounds except the sound of waves hitting the rocks not far away.
Xiao Chen, Xiao Dao and the staff all bowed three times, and the burial was considered a ceremony.
"Mr. Xiao, that's enough."
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
"You're welcome, this is what we should do."
"Xiao Dao, you go back with them." Xiao Chen turned to look at Xiao Dao.
"how about you?"
"I'll stay with Lao Su for a while, and then I'll drive back by myself."
Xiao Dao opened his mouth and finally nodded: "Okay."
Xiaodao and the staff all left, leaving only Xiao Chen and a newly erected tombstone in the empty cemetery.
The wind picked up, and the waves on the sea became bigger. The waves hit the cliffs and made a roaring sound.
Xiao Chen walked slowly to the cliff dozens of meters away. Looking around, he saw an unobstructed view of the blue sea.
"ah!"
Xiao Chen looked up to the sky and roared, which was a kind of vent.
Below the feet, the waves became more violent, rolling, several meters high.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the sea below the cliff more than ten meters away. There was a speedboat there, rising and falling with the waves.
"Why is there a speedboat here? Does it belong to the cemetery administrator?"
A look of surprise flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and the thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't think too much about it and was not in the mood.
After standing on the cliff for a while, he came to the car, took off the shopping bag from the car, then returned to the tombstone and sat down on the ground.
"Lao Su, let's have a drink!"
Xiao Chen took out the Red Star Erguotou from his shopping bag, opened it, poured some on the ground, then turned his head to the mouth of the bottle and drank without using a cup.
"ha!"
Xiao Chen let out a breath of alcohol, put down the bottle, and took out peanuts and other snacks from the shopping bag.
"Lao Su, look, this is a recent photo of Su Qing and Xiaomeng...I took this secretly at the risk of being discovered, just to show you..."
Xiao Chen took out his mobile phone again, found two photos, and grinned at the black and white photos on the tombstone.
"It's okay, Su Qing. If that girl Xiaomeng finds out that I secretly photographed her, she will probably kick me out as a pervert... You sister, you don't like me, but okay, who am I? I can conquer you in minutes."
she……"
With one person and one tombstone, the atmosphere seemed a bit strange and desolate.
Xiao Chen drank wine and kept talking, laughing from time to time, and occasionally his eyes would turn red...
As time passed, more and more empty wine bottles were placed in front of the tombstone, and Xiao Chen was also seven or eight points drunk.
"Old Su, you used to say that there is no need for a mulberry land to bury bones. There are green hills everywhere in life... But green mountains are lucky enough to bury loyal bones, and now they are still wrapped in horse leather... Another day, when the time comes, I will bring Su Qing and Xiaomeng to see you...
…”
Xiao Chen leaned on the tombstone, looked up at the sea in the distance, his eyes were somewhat empty, and he murmured.
The sun is gradually setting in the west, the wind has subsided, and the sound of the waves has also become much quieter...
Just when Xiao Chen was half drunk, half awake, and half asleep, a siren sounded faintly, and gradually became clearer...
Immediately afterwards, the car roared, and a large-displacement off-road vehicle sped over, raising dust all the way...
In the car, four men in their thirties looked grim and filled with a chilling air!
And in their hands, they were holding AK-47 resolutely!
This is the third chapter today. Keep writing and try to keep updating!
