Cousin!" Chen Jiamin, who had shaken hands with Zhong Yu, walked in front of Liang Zhen, and a shout of "cousin" made her scalp twitch suddenly, and before her shocked emotions could be relieved, Chen Jiamin suddenly reached out and gave Liang Zhen a firm hug. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

She patted Liang Zhen's shoulder from behind, "Mourning is smooth, take care!" The eight words were also extremely gentle and delicate, and the people who didn't know next to her thought that these two had a deep sisterhood.

They hugged for about two or three seconds. Chen Jiamin let go of her hand, and Liang Zhen stood up straight in another stunned, and looked at Chen Jiamin with a scrutinizing gaze, trying to find a trace of acting on her face. However, no, the girl in the black dress before was knowledgeable, gentle and respectful.

The corners of Liang Zhen's mouth pulled unconsciously, "Thank you!"

After that, Chen Jiamin greeted the rest of the Zhong family one by one. Before leaving, she seemed to reluctantly look back, Liang Zhen realized that her gaze should fall in the direction of Zhong Yu, but not so much, she didn't have much friendship with Zhong Yu.

"Yuyu, who is that girl just now?" Liang Zhen heard someone behind him ask, and he heard the voice to tell that it should be Jiang Yubo's wife.

Jiang Yuzhu had barely stopped crying, but he was still a little sobbing, and he covered his nose with a tissue and swallowed, "The people from Liang Zhen's mother's house." “

Liang Zhen realized that Chen Jiamin and Jiang Ye had a great relationship, and all the gentleness and generosity she showed just now should be for the Jiang family present, including the glance she looked back at before leaving, and the reluctance in her eyes was not to Zhong Yu, but to Jiang Ye who was standing behind Zhong Yu.

The memorial service lasted until noon, and the people who came to mourn left one after another, leaving behind the close relatives of the Zhong and Jiang families.

There was a short break at noon, and lunch was arranged in a restaurant opposite the funeral home, and it took about five or six minutes to walk, but people basically had no appetite when they were overly sad, and Jiang Yuzhen didn't eat a drop of water, so Liang Zhen asked Aunt Shen to feed Doudou lunch, and she herself ate a small half bowl of rice, not that she wasn't sad, but she felt that people were iron and steel, and she wouldn't toss herself even if the sky fell.

What's more, Zhong Yu has been in a closed state since the old man's death, and he basically doesn't even speak, and Jiang Yuyu seems to be soaked in tears. The calm and resolute in the past is all gone, and the Zhong family seems to have collapsed in half.

If Liang Zhen falls again, who will take care of so many things later?

And she still has Doudou, she has to hold on to her child and Zhong Yu.

After lunch, everyone returned to the funeral home.

At half past one, the farewell meeting of the remains, memorial, silent, farewell, and finally the coffin is covered??

When the coffin was about to be closed, Jiang Yuzhu suddenly ran over, and the whole person lay on it and grabbed it, not letting the staff cover it, almost crying and grabbing the ground, how could there be a little bit of the image of Mrs. Zhong on weekdays. In the end, there was no way, Zhong Quan brought two nannies forward and dragged Jiang Yuyan off the coffin.

She was pulled to the side, the coffin closed, and the staff began to hammer nails into it.

"Birthday, birthday??" Jiang Yuyu's screams overshadowed him, and the person was about to rush forward, but both arms were grabbed by the person. I couldn't break free, I only had to shout at the top of my voice, and all the voices I shouted were broken, and my voice had already been dumb in the grief and pain of the past few days, which made the people around me feel embarrassed, and they were slowly infected and began to cry together.

Liang Zhen didn't cry, but his heart seemed to be squeezed to the point of breathlessness.

She remembered the scene when Liang Bo was buried many years ago, of course, it was definitely not so lively, but the sound of sealing the coffin was exactly the same.

Nails were driven into wood, one, two, three ?? The crisp sound echoed through the empty hall, and it felt like Ling Chi, like a big hand squeezing your heart little by little, until the last shred of oxygen was pinched out.

"Ding ----"

This is the last one, Jiang Yuyu over there has almost fainted from crying, the whole person is paralyzed on the ground, Zhong Ying can't help up, so he can only cry with him.

Liang Zhen turned to look at the man beside him, his eyes were empty and unfocused, and for a moment, Liang Zhen even felt that his soul was no longer in his body.

How to be indifferent in such an occasion?

Lying in the coffin was his father.

Liang Zhen realized that since Zhong Shoucheng's death, to the end of the entire memorial service, Zhong Yu did not seem to have shed even a single tear.

"Zhong Yu. “

"Zhong Yu?"

The old man performed the cremation, the coffin over there had been booked, and the staff of the funeral home were following the funeral team to do the next thing.

Liang Zhen gently pulled Zhong Yu's sleeve underneath, "Dad is leaving, should you go and see him off for the last time?"

However, the man next to him still didn't react at all.

Liang Zhen swallowed down, his throat hurt, and he spoke again: "You're going to enter the incinerator, Zhong Yu, you??" However, before he finished speaking, the person next to him suddenly turned his head and walked out.

Liang Zhen was stunned, and by the time he reacted, Zhong Yu was about to walk to the door.

"What's going on?"

"Why did you leave all of a sudden?"

Someone next to him asked, and Liang Zhen was also stunned.

Seeing that the person had already walked out of the hall, she turned around and found Aunt Shen. "Take a good look at Doudou, I'll take a look!" After speaking, he ran out, but when he left the hall, he didn't see Zhong Yu's figure.

The funeral home said that it was not big. It is not small to say that it is not small, Liang Zhen is not familiar with this layout, she looked around for a few minutes, and still no one was seen.

The phone rings. Zhong Ying's slightly questioning voice came: "What about people?"

Liang Zhen stood at the door, the cold wind in the wild was blowing from all directions, she took a breath, "I'm looking for it." “

"Looking for it, when is this, he doesn't look at the occasion and the actual situation?" Zhong Ying's tone was not good, and Liang Zhen also heard the voice of someone urging on the other side of the phone.

People die every day, which means that the funeral home has business every day, and the crematorium has to wait in line to enter.

"People here are urging, there are other people behind who want to burn, wait another five minutes, if it doesn't work, just push it in." “

Liang Zhen wanted to say wait, but the phone had already been cut off. She looked around blankly, there was nothing but the sound of the wind, and then tried to dial Zhong Yu's phone, but only rang. Voice reminds the other party that the phone has been turned off.

Liang Zhen was about to despair.

She called Zhong Ying back, "Wait, I'm sure I'll be able to call him back?"

Zhong Ying snorted, "What if he is a child or not, his father is gone, and he is going to burn, what does he want?" was originally angry, but when it came to the back, Zhong Ying also cried, Liang Zhen hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, and was about to speak, when he heard someone shouting over there: "Don't wait, let's go forward." “

Liang Zhen heard that it was Zhong Quan's voice, and she was so anxious that she shouted: "Uncle Zhong, you wait, don't you??" However, the call has been hung up.

She held the busy phone and looked around again, but there was still no trace of the chat, so the big one disappeared as if out of thin air.

"Zhong Yu!"

"Zhong Yu, come out!"

"Come out!"

However, all that answered her was the echo that was blown away by the wind??

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