The wedding was carried out according to normal procedures, and it was time to enter the bridal chamber, and Xia Hong's bridal chamber was the crystal coffin placed in the yard.
Zhang Zhuang gently put Xia Hong's body into the exquisite crystal coffin, which will be her permanent home from now on! Wearing a flawless white wedding dress, she lay quietly inside, her face was peaceful, and the corners of her mouth were still hanging
With a faint smile, maybe she also felt great happiness.
Zhang Zhuang carefully brushed away the confetti stains on Xia Hong's face, which the brothers had sprinkled with tears for the two newlyweds. He carefully smoothed down her wind-blown hair, and then patiently
He smoothed out every wrinkle on her clothes one by one, and finally leaned down, gently pressed his mouth on Xia Hong's cold lips and kissed her. Two hot tears fell on Xia Hong's cheeks.
Zhang Zhuang slowly stood up straight and looked at his bride. In his hand, he kept holding the Buddha statue that Xia Hong put on him at the last moment of his life. This was the only thing that Xia Hong left for him.
Xiucai, Sun Dacheng and Damaya came over. These brothers who were closest to Zhang Zhuang each grabbed the crystal cover and gently placed it on Xia Hong's head. This was the only thing they could do for them.
What she did. What this poor girl most wished for during her lifetime finally came true today.
After a while, they will take her to the cemetery. In the most luxurious cemetery in H city, people from the Great Northeast Company have already made a home for her in the most beautiful place.
A wedding is a funeral!
A series of cars drove towards the cemetery at a speed of thirty kilometers per hour, led by a police car with its sirens flashing. Zhang Zhuang sat silently beside Xia Hong's crystal coffin, with his hand on it, as if holding his beloved's arm.
's arm.
When passing through the busiest streets in H City, there is a traffic policeman standing guard every few hundred meters. This is an order personally issued by the Public Security Bureau Chief Yang Wenwei. No one is allowed to delay this special convoy. No matter it is a red light
The green light or green light had no effect, and the motorcade drove slowly past.
In the cemetery, the brothers worked together to put Xia Hong's crystal coffin into the grave. Everyone in H City must be cremated after death, but today this rule was broken. Tang Feng walked in with a suitcase last night
I went to the home of the Director of the Civil Affairs Bureau and opened the suitcase in front of the red-faced Director. Inside were neatly coded banknotes and a black pistol. In the choice of banknotes and pistols, the Director of the Civil Affairs Bureau was wise.
He chose banknotes. He is not a stupid person. Of course he knows the background of the Great Northeast Company and the name of Taiping's third brother. He even knows that the Great Northeast Company has inextricably and delicately connected relationships with the city's upper-level leaders. He
He felt at ease with the money, because he knew that no one would dare to report the Great Northeast Company, and even if he did, there would be no consequences. The most important thing was that he could see that the young man in front of him was definitely not trying to scare him.
The coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes clearly told him that not agreeing would be a dead end.
The tombstone made of pure white marble has no cumbersome patterns or unnecessary decorations. It is engraved with a few large black characters: The tomb of my beloved wife Xia Hong! A relief moon hangs on the top of the tombstone, reflecting the girl forever.
s home.
Zhang Zhuang stood alone in front of Xia Hong's tomb, with a burning cigarette in his mouth, staring blankly at the white marble tombstone. Zhang Zhuang's eyes gradually blurred, and the beautiful woman in a white dress seemed to appear in front of him again.
The girl walked towards him with a smile, holding a thermos bucket with a cute puppy image printed on it! Her smiling face was like the most beautiful peach blossom in spring. She stretched out her hand and gently took out the cigarette in his hand.
He took it away and said with an angry smile the disadvantages of smoking... As soon as the white horse passed by, two people became two people!
He turned around, looked at the brothers standing behind him, and said in a deep voice: "You all go back, I plan to stay here by myself for a while." When he said this, he had a calm expression on his face, as if he had regained his composure.
The calmness and depth of the past.
The scholar took a step forward and said: "Third brother, I know you are sad, but what happened has happened after all. Look at it openly. Don't forget that we brothers are still relying on you."
Zhang Zhuang smiled, with a hint of pain in his smile, nodded, and said: "I'm fine, I just want to spend some time with her for the last time. You can go first." Could it be that he had recovered from all the misfortune and misfortune so quickly?
Recovered from grief? It seems that he has forgotten all his troubles, but can he really forget?
Peng Hui nodded and took the lead to walk out of the cemetery. The other brothers looked at each other and followed suit.
When he reached the gate of the cemetery, Peng Hui stopped and said to the scholar: "Xiucai, please bring a few more people to guard here. The third child needs someone to watch him."
The scholar nodded. Sun Dacheng didn't say anything. He just walked a few steps towards the scholar. It was obvious that he wanted to stay. Tang Feng and Huapao also stood up and said, "Brother Peng, let's stay and take care of him."
Third brother." All the demobilized soldiers in the company automatically walked out of the crowd and stood silently behind Tang Feng and Can Pao.
Peng Hui glanced at these people and said, "Okay, the rest of you will come back to the company with me." When he got in the car, he looked back at the cemetery surrounded by green trees, and said thoughtfully: "Oh my God.
It's going to change." Li Wei, who was following him, looked at him inexplicably, but then he seemed to realize something.
Da Ma's teeth lost their usual careless look, and his eyes were red. He squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Fuck, kill him!" After saying that, he got into the car.
Zhang Zhuang stood in front of Xia Hong's tomb until it was completely dark, and then he softly said to the tombstone: "I'll leave first, and I'll come see you that day."
He had no tears anymore, his tears had dried up, and all that was left in his heart was endless hatred.
Moving his stagnant steps, Zhang Zhuang walked to the gate of the cemetery and saw the scholar and more than a dozen people standing there silently waiting for him. Under the dim light, everyone looked at him silently.
The scholar put a coat on his body and said, "Third brother, let's go back."
Zhang Zhuang remained silent and looked up at the dark sky. It was autumn again! So fast, a cold wind blew straight into his heart.
After returning to his residence in the market, Zhang Zhuang sat on a chair in the room and waved to Xiucai and Sun Dacheng, who had been staying close to each other, and they both turned around and left knowingly.
Zhang Zhuang took out a box of cigarettes and placed it on the table in front of him. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep breath, he slowly took out a sharp saber from the drawer of the table and stroked the sharp blade with his hand.
, suddenly turned his wrist and made a deep cut on his arm with a knife. Blood immediately emerged from the wound and dripped down one after another. Soon there was a pool of blood on the ground.
"Why? Why? Why should she bear the responsibility for the sins I have done! Why?" Zhang Zhuang murmured, as if he was asking himself or others.