Three shameless people kept talking nonsense together.
And I stood aside and looked around.
Many people came to express their condolences, and Sui Jiangwan and Fu Yuanyuan were also among the crowd.
Judging from their posture, they should have arrived very early.
At this time, Zou Xiaoxian was still greeting those who came to express condolences.
Suddenly, I heard rapid and noisy footsteps coming from the door.
Turning around, I saw it on the steps outside.
Dozens of muscular men wearing black short-sleeves and white flowers on their chests walked up.
The expressions of this group of people varied, some looked solemn, some looked sad, and some looked indignant.
Looking at these people, I asked Xilin in a low voice:
"Xi Xilin, do you know these people?"
Lin Zheng in a suit and Hong Ye, a mute, were talking nonsense. After hearing what I said, he turned his head and glanced at the group of people, and then replied:
"Most of these are Uncle Huang's confidants in Guancheng, helping him handle other business outside Uncle Huang..."
With that said, Xixi Lin looked at Zou Xiaoxian, clicked his tongue twice and said:
"Zou Xiaoxian wants to become a sister-in-law, this is the first step!"
While they were talking, this group of people had already walked to the coffin.
Different from our normal bowing, dozens of people knelt neatly in front of the coffin. Each one was heartbroken and kowtowed to the coffin.
As Zou Xiaoxian returned the courtesy, everyone stood up.
The leader standing at the front asked directly to Zou Xiaoxian:
"Sister-in-law, we are late..."
Zou Xiaoxian burst into tears. She lowered her head and responded with sobs:
"It's not too late. I can't thank you enough for coming and being willing to see Old Huang off on this last journey..."
These words were obviously provocative, and the leader immediately said:
"Sister-in-law, I dare not say that. Uncle Huang is our forever eldest brother, and you are his wife, so naturally you are our sister-in-law. I just don't know why we don't let Uncle Huang return to his roots and return to Wancheng, but we want to bury him on this isolated island.
Where is the other country?"
Zou Xiaoxian took the tissue from the person next to her and gently wiped her tears.
After a while, she sighed and replied:
"Lao Huang told me on the first day we came to Coconut Island. He said he liked this place very much. He said that if he wanted to be buried here a hundred years later, with the coconut grove as his companion and the mountains and sea as his friends. He was
I also wanted to buy a cemetery. I thought it was unlucky, so I even said a few words to him. But I didn’t expect that his words came true and turned out to be true..."
Speaking of this, Zou Xiaoxian cried again.
A few of us watched from a distance, and Mr. Hong muttered in a low voice:
"Hey, Zou Xiaoxian is also a talent. If she doesn't choose the path of the eight worlds, even if she becomes an actress, she will definitely do well..."
Mr. Hong said that I agree. Zou Xiaoxian cried so hard that even those who didn't know about it were moved.
Suit Lin shook his head repeatedly and said:
"No, I think Mrs. Huang really loves Uncle Huang, just like I really love her!"
"E, e, disgusting, I want to vomit, ugh!"
The biggest problem with the mute is that although he stutters, his voice is loud.
Suit Lin and Hong Ye were whispering, and only a few of us could hear them clearly.
But the mute's voice allowed everyone to hear clearly.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the mute, and Zou Xiaoxian looked even more angry and asked:
"Who are you talking about again?"
Mute, who never knew how to write the word "embarrassed", actually felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
After all, this is a funeral scene.
Looking at Zou Xiaoxian, Dumb wanted to explain.
But the more anxious he became, the more he stuttered.
"No, no, no, no, I didn't tell you..."
The mute state made everyone think that he did it on purpose.
The cronies of Zou Xiaoxian and Huang Abo looked even more furious.
Looking at the mute, I wanted to eat him alive.
The mute was a little embarrassed just now for disturbing the other party.
But the other party's fierce attitude suddenly aroused his aggressive nature.
Staring at Zou Xiaoxian, the mute eyes stood up and shouted:
"Ben, I didn't talk about you originally. But now, I just talk about you. What can you do to me?"
Authentic Kanto accent, coupled with his stammering.
This kind of recklessness of the devil made Zou Xiaoxian and a group of cronies furious.
Just as everyone was about to have a fit, they heard someone shouting at the door:
"We have guests arriving!"
Zou Xiaoxian gave us a fierce look, and she knelt down in front of the coffin again.
And a group of cronies also stood on both sides of the coffin.
After a while, four or five people came in.
The person walking at the front was a middle-aged man in his forties.
This man wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a shiny back hair.
The clothes he wears are all top-notch brands.
The whole outfit has a British feel.
The moment they saw him, Zou Xiaoxian and all his cronies were all stunned.
Then, I saw the leader just now and couldn't help shouting:
"Master Huang, when did you come back?"
Mr. Huang?
When I was wondering, Lin in a suit next to me whispered to me:
"This man is Uncle Huang's eldest son. He has been overseas these years. I didn't expect to come back today..."
Mr. Huang walked to the coffin and looked at the photos on it dreamily.
With a pop, he knelt on the ground and shouted sadly: