No wonder the mourners who went in all came out quickly, and they still looked strange.

Huang Yixi's heart was sullen at this time, not because she was jealous of Xie Yongchen or something that she couldn't see, although she felt that she had already let go of Shang Luoyu in her heart, she was still a little disappointed that Shang Luoyu had a look of envy on his face at this time.

Huang Yixi quickly put away her thoughts that she shouldn't have, no matter what she thought of Xie Yongchen in private, the dead were the greatest, Huang Yixi didn't want to gossip about these topics with Shang Luoyu here, so she just squinted at him and said lightly: "If you are envious, you can too." ”

With Shang Luoyu's appearance and current status and assets, needless to say, spending money to find women, there are many women who have sent them to the door.

"You refuse to marry me, if I die, don't say how many wives and concubines, I am afraid that there is no one to send to me. Shang Luoyu said sadly.

Ordinary women can't help but want to give him the best things when they look at his face, if they see his misty eyes at the moment, they are afraid that they will give everything and even give their hearts, but Huang Yixi doesn't feel it at all, just smiled and said: "Call your sons and daughters who are scattered all over the motherland, just afraid of throwing pots, playing flags, holding posthumous photos, and the position of the crying coffin is not enough, you don't have to worry about this." ”

Shang Luoyu raised his index and middle fingers, and was about to say something, when a person next to him suddenly said loudly: "The time has come, let's go in." ”

The two of them kept their mouths shut in tacit understanding, lowered their heads and followed the crowd into the entrance.

This farewell hall is not big, but these people are still very empty when they go in, and they line up in an orderly manner with the host, and the strange thing is that there is no memorial service, and it is a farewell ceremony as soon as they enter, but it is not strange to think of Xie Yongchen's age, less than fifty and less than three generations, according to the customs of Baishui Prefecture, he still died young.

When it was Huang Yixi's turn to salute and Shang Luoyu, it was already behind, Xie Yongchen's relatives knelt on both sides to salute, Huang Yixi glanced at it slightly, Aunt Chen was not there, Huang Yixi then remembered that the custom in Baishui Prefecture is that the younger generation goes first, the elders can't send it, the wife leaves first, the husband can send it or not, but the husband goes first, and the wife has to send it. At this time, only Xie Yongchen's three women and three sons knelt in front of the spirit, they were not wearing white shirts and regular clothes, wearing white scarves on their heads, their heads were lowered, and their expressions could not be seen clearly.

The people who knelt down were in groups of two, Huang Yixi and Shang Luoyu walked forward and bowed three times, and followed the crowd walking in front of them to go around the coffin, the coffin lid was not covered, Xie Yongchen's chest was pressed with a scale, and a butterfly on his head kept dancing around him, but everyone ignored it.

The two of them followed the team out, and saw that everyone was obviously relieved, and there was a smile on their faces, and they began to talk about other things, and after a while, the coffin was lifted out, and someone beckoned to the cremation hall opposite, and few people followed, Huang Yixi and Shang Luoyu were obviously unwilling, Huang Yixi glanced at his mobile phone, and the whole farewell ceremony took less than half an hour.

Huang Yixi raised his feet and was about to leave, but heard Shang Luoyu speak sincerely. "I don't have time to sweep Uncle Huang's grave on the day of Qingming Festival, let's go up and see him now?"

"It's not just Qingming Day, you haven't been here for a few years. Huang Yixi slandered in her heart, she wanted to refuse but couldn't say anything, for so many years, every time she came to sweep her father's grave, she thought of him, maybe her father under Jiuquan would also talk about him.

Huang Yixi's father's grave is in the upper right of the farewell hall, and it is only one or two hundred meters away when he walks up, Shang Luoyu has long legs, walking in front, Huang Yixi looked at Shang Luoyu's back in surprise, three years after his father passed away, Shang Luoyu's family also had an accident, and the two of them were separated, he never went up, so many years have passed, he still remembers how many rows and numbers, and he didn't make a mistake.

A few days after the Qingming Festival, the pines and cypresses on both sides of the cemetery were still covered with red, red, green and green paper rattan belts, and after kowtowing three times in front of the tomb, Huang Yixi didn't say anything, after all, he only came up to report once a few days ago, but Shang Luoyu also knelt down and kowtowed, which made Huang Yixi a little emotional, the teenager who accompanied her to sweep the tomb twelve years ago and the young man in front of her through the tunnel of time overlapped at once.

Although Shang Luoyu is thirty years old, he is not old at all, his appearance is not pleasing to people's aesthetics in previous years, his eyes are big, his skin is very white, although he is very tall, he is a weak chicken, he looks like he is less than ten years old, and in recent years, it is very consistent with the image of Oba in the hearts of those Hari Ha Han girls in recent years, which is the so-called little fresh meat appearance.

Huang Yixi is a little jealous, the years are a pig-killing knife for her, the knife urges people to get old, but for Shang Luoyu, it is a preservative, the two of them are together, Huang Yixi looks at least three or five years older.

From going up to kowtowing to going down, it was only ten minutes, and Shang Luoyu suddenly said: "Xie Yongchen turned into that wisp of green smoke and left." Huang Yixi stopped, looked up at the wisp of smoke coming out of the chimney, and couldn't help but sigh: "What about the scenery? In the end, it was not a wisp of green smoke that disappeared." ”

Shang Luoyu nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere was a little dull, "What do you mean when you say that a person comes crying when he is born, and when he leaves, everyone blows and blows and sends him away?" Huang Yixi asked Shang Luoyu.

Shang Luoyu lowered his head and watched Huang Yixi go down step by step, his right hand silently supported Huang Yixi's shoulder, and when he heard her words, he raised his head and glanced at the sky, "Maybe it's to send him to another world to harm others?"

Shang Luoyu continued to be poor, "Actually, it doesn't have to be a person when you are born, maybe the world over there also gathers together to blow and blow." ”

Huang Yixi smiled, but he didn't know that Shang Luoyu was already very excited in his heart, he was really right to come over today, in the past year, no matter how Shang Luoyu wanted to get close to Huang Yixi, she treated him as air, and only now did she talk to him normally, Xie Yongchen was really born glorious and died great.

In the parking lot for two people, Shang Luoyu stopped, "My car is next to me, where are you going?" ”

"No need, you live in the east of the city, not by the way. ”

"By the way, the city is now gone," Shang Luoyu almost hung a black bag around his neck, as enthusiastic as a private car soliciting customers, "I don't go back to the east of the city, I want to go to the law firm, there is an arbitration case to be heard in the afternoon, whether you want to go home or the law firm, stop by." ”

"Today is Saturday, and the arbitration committee actually has staff to accompany you to the hearing?" Huang Yixi squinted at Shang Luoyu, she was not a middle loader.

Shang Luoyu patiently explained, "Arbitration cases are different from litigation cases, many arbitrators have their own jobs, and it is normal to schedule them on weekends. ”