Lao Nie's funeral was held as scheduled at Pingzhuang Cemetery in Qingyang County.
The news of his passing was sudden, and many relatives and friends came one after another within the past three days to attend the memorial and funeral.
White wreaths were placed in front of the tombstone, and white elegiac couplets were blowing in the wind.
It was accompanied by a faint mournful sound.
The atmosphere above the entire funeral was somewhat solemn and sad.
A group of people are standing here, all here to attend the funeral. They are old Nie's friends or distant relatives.
With simple small white flowers hanging on their chests, they lined up one by one to go to the tombstone to pay their respects.
Nie Xing stood aside with a solemn expression, returning gifts to these people. His eyes were a little red and swollen, and his overall condition was a little bad.
During these three days, when he closed his eyes every day, it was the scene when his father was lying on the hospital bed and asked himself:
"Why haven't you come to see me these past three years?"
When his father left, he was unable to answer this question and did not dare to answer it.
It has always been like a hurdle in his heart, and he can't even sleep well.
At this time,
Lao Wang carried a bottle of wine, walked to Lao Nie's tombstone, and sat down.
He poured out two glasses of wine, one for himself and the other for Lao Nie.
"I didn't expect you to leave right away. In the six months before you left, you didn't even touch a sip of wine. You must be really greedy, right?"
"That's right, you just like to listen to your son, and you are willing to do whatever he says!"
"Now that you are buried, he can't control you anymore. Let us two have a nice drink!"
...
Lao Wang looked at the photo, sat next to the tombstone and muttered to himself.
It was as if the old Nie was sitting next to him now, listening to his speech.
Take a gulp of the wine in your hand.
Another glass of wine was spilled in front of the tomb.
Seeing Lao Wang sitting next to the tombstone and talking like this, several elders of the Nie family secretly wiped away tears.
"dad!"
Xiao Wang's expression changed slightly and he wanted to dissuade his father.
Who would sit next to someone’s tombstone and drink?
Just when he was about to step forward to stop him, he was stopped by a relative and elder of the Nie family:
"Don't go, let him talk to Lao Nie!"
The voice fell,
Xiao Wang is a little confused. What should he say?
What to say?
There was an older person beside him, who explained:
"Children don't understand. In the past, when we were buried or sweeping the tomb, we would sit next to the tombstone and talk like this, and then offer a pot of wine to express our condolences."
"At that time, I remember eating in front of the tombstone, as if the dead person was still alive, pouring out my heart to it, and sometimes sitting there all morning."
"Yeah, how can people like today sweep graves, have no emotions, just burn some paper, pour some wine and then leave?"
"Times have changed, and perhaps people's funerals will be simpler in the future."
"well!"
...
The words of the people around made the atmosphere at the entire funeral a little depressing again.
"Old Nie, you must be hiding something from me! I saw it when you were leaving. The experts who came to consult you had medals of merit hanging on their shoulders!"
"It's strange to say that you are popular and have many friends! I really didn't expect you to be able to get in touch with those big shots!?"
"I, Lao Wang, obey you on this point, I obey you!..."
Lao Wang just sat next to the tombstone, and after a few drinks, he became red-faced and drunk.
The words coming out of his mouth were also somewhat unfavorable.
Tears kept falling down.
He was trying hard to suppress his cries.
At this moment, he didn't know what he was talking about, but he just wanted to say something more in front of Lao Nie's tombstone.
Sadness comes from the heart, and the wine in the mouth is bitter and bitter~
Before he completely lost his composure, Xiao Wang felt a little distressed.
He quickly stepped forward to help him, helped him stand up, and walked aside.
"Dad, don't be too sad. Uncle Nie definitely doesn't want to see you like this down there!"
Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, but Lao Wang's tears couldn't stop flowing down his face. He stood there with his head lowered and crying, his voice choked with sobs.
His body was trembling a little.
He had always resented his son's comfort, but at this moment he nodded, and his tears continued to fall uncontrollably.
Seeing Lao Wang in such a state, everyone present felt sad in their hearts.
Many people's eyes were slightly red.
In addition to relatives and friends who came here, there were also some neighbors who came to pay their respects.
In the hearts of everyone, Lao Nie has always been a kind and warm-hearted man. He is sincere and honest no matter who he is dealing with.
Such a good person is gone, and I feel a little sad in my heart.
Nie Xing stood in front of the tombstone, looking at his father's portrait, wanting to cry but without tears.
I could only kowtow twice.
I can't afford to kneel down for a long time.
Seeing this, some friends around began to whisper and sigh:
"Oh, what a good person, but he is gone now!"
"People are fragile and cannot withstand hardships. This old Nie has worked hard all his life and suffered even before he left."
"Yes, I heard that Lao Nie had been suffering from the disease for more than a year and his life was very miserable. He had to undergo two or three surgeries before he left!"
"More than a year? No wonder, this year, I feel that his condition is getting worse and worse! I didn't even notice it at the time."
"There is no filial son before a long-term illness. Although he picked this Nie Xing up, but now I see that he is still filial!"
Some neighbors who knew the situation of the Nie family couldn't help but lowered their voices and interjected:
"What do you know? This Nie Xing just came back three days ago. His father has been ill for more than a year. He just came back to take a look before he left!"
"What, just come back?"
"Yes, I've been gone for three years!"
"Three years!!? Doesn't his father even come back to visit him when he is sick?"
"What a shame, he said he was busy with work, so Lao Nie called him a lot. I heard that in the end, he couldn't get through at all. So, Lao Nie still kept the conversation secret from others, not letting others know about this kid's situation.
, protecting it!”
"What kind of job can keep you from going home for three consecutive years? Who does he think he is? What kind of company boss does he think he is? Without him, no one in the company will survive? I didn't expect this kid to be such a person. I was so disappointed. I thought
He is a filial son!"
"Speaking of which, Lao Nie has been stubborn all his life and insisted on being such an adopted son! How many times did he refuse to listen, but in the end he was the one who suffered? However, I heard from people who visited Lao Nie in the hospital before that, Lao Nie
His identity is not ordinary, the director of the hospital came forward in person, and more than a dozen experts from the military region jointly consulted him!!"
"Is this possible? It's impossible. Old Nie is just an ordinary employee like us. How can he have the opportunity to come into contact with such a big shot?"
"I'm really not sure. Didn't you hear what Lao Wang said when he was drunk just now? Those consultation experts still have medals of merit on their shoulders!"
"He was drunk and talking nonsense, do you really believe it?"
"Don't think about it. This kind of thing is spread from ten to ten. How can it be true?"
at the same time,
Su Chen's figure was standing not far away, watching the entire funeral process of Nie Yugang, and looked down at his watch.
