Compared with the noise of gongs and drums, many partings in the world are actually quiet.

Even, often without realizing it, some people have already seen each other's last face.

Five years ago, when that little long vacation ended, Yao Chenxi, who left home and returned to the East China Sea, should not have expected that the separation between her and her mother would become a farewell.

Like many people, she always thinks that her mother is still young and has enough time to wait, she wants to wait for the child to grow up, and then slowly let the parents accept it, and then fulfill the filial piety of a child.

But she forgot that if there were really so many long days in the world, there would not be so many irreparable guilt and regrets for a lifetime.

Funeral parlor.

Yao's mother lay quietly in the coffin.

Glass cover.

Wreaths are placed all around.

A black-and-white photograph hangs in front of the mourning hall.

The joy of grief lingers.

The Yao family is dressed in plain clothes.

There are Taoist priests chanting words.

Friends and relatives continue to come to mourn.

Yao Chenxi, who looked pale and haggard, knelt in front of the mourning hall, looking at the black and white spirit face stupidly, a little lost in his soul.

Life is often so cruel.

No one knows what will happen in the next second.

No one knows if the pain of wanting to raise a son but not being able to wait for him will befall him.

Li Futu was also present, holding the little guy in his hand and tying a white ribbon around his arm.

Yao Chenxi's state naturally can't take care of the child, and since Yao's mother left, the child has been taken care of by him.

"Mr. Li, I have worked hard for you in the past two days. ”

Kou Man walked over and handed over a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

"Drink some water. ”

In the past two days since my aunt's death, this man has been busy with his efforts, without complaints, and he treats Xiao Er as his own, this heart is really touching.

"You don't have to entertain me, there are so many people here, you go and do your business. ”

Li Futu took over the waterway.

"I can't help much, with my dad. ”

Kou Man looked at Yao Chenxi, who had been kneeling there, and sighed.

"Auntie leaving, it is really a big blow to Chenxi, Mr. Li, you have to help persuade her more. People can't be resurrected after death, my aunt is gone, you let Sister Chenxi see some of it. ”

Li Futu nodded slowly.

Having said that, people can't always live in grief, but Yao Chenxi's mood at this time is definitely not something that can be appeased by a simple sentence that people can't be resurrected after death.

I haven't returned home for several years, and I haven't even seen my mother's last face, how can I blame myself and feel guilty as a child?

And all this, in fact, I can't escape the blame.

If it weren't for the child, Yao Chenxi would not have been so stiff in the relationship with his family, and the misfortune in front of him might be rewritten.

"Give this water to your mother. ”

Li Futu handed over the water that Kou Man had given him to Li Xiaoer.

At this time, the only person who can temporarily divert Yao Chenxi's attention from grief may be this little guy.

Li Xiaoer obediently took the water and walked towards his mother.

The mother and son said something, and finally Yao Chenxi touched her son's face, or unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water.

"Fortunately, there is still Xiao Er, otherwise I am really worried that Sister Chenxi will not be able to resist this time. ”

Kou Man sighed.

Among the Yao family, her attitude towards the little guy should be the most amiable.

In the past two days, Li Futu has been busy with Yao's mother's aftermath with his children, and basically met with everyone in the Yao family in the morning, of course, he did not reveal his identity, but he was just helping in the name of a friend of Yao Chenxi, but the Yao family almost didn't smile at the little guy.

In fact, the others are okay, the key point of the problem lies in Yao's father.

Yao's father did not accept this child, and it was naturally impossible for the Yao family to make an assertion.

In the past, Yao's father was extremely angry about his daughter's unmarried child, and now coupled with the death of his wife, it is difficult to convince him to accept this grandson in this situation.

He is now willing to let Yao Chenxi stay in the mourning hall to wear filial piety, which can be regarded as restraint.

"When will Auntie be buried?"

Li Futu asked.

"Tomorrow morning at six o'clock. ”

Kou Man said: "Cremation will be carried out at three o'clock in the morning. The location was chosen by my uncle, in Tiandang Mountain, although the place is a little off, the scenery is good, my uncle originally planned to go back to his hometown in the countryside to be buried, but now it is forbidden to bury in both the city and the countryside. ”

Li Futu nodded.

In the past two days, although he has been busy, he has always adhered to his duty and has not been in the limelight to take care of some things that should not be managed.

Although the Yao family rarely talks to him, it can be seen that they have a good image of him.

"Kou Man, Dad called you. ”

A man walked over, wearing glasses, of medium height, but of thin build.

Li Futu naturally knew him.

Kou Man's husband, that is, Yao Chenxi's brother-in-law, is named Tan Zhihai, and Kou Man belongs to the same system, and both work in the same TV station, but one is in front of the stage and the other is behind the scenes.

Kou Man is the host, and he is the planner.

"Mr. Li, I'll miss you first. ”

"Go ahead. ”

Li Futu nodded.

Kou Man quickly left.

"Mr. Li, smoke a cigarette?"

Tan Zhihai took out a pack of cigarettes.

Li Futu shook his head.

"Thanks, no need. ”

Tan Zhihai didn't force it, put away the cigarette, and didn't light it himself.

"Mr. Li, I've been too busy these days to treat you well, and I hope you don't mind, when my aunt is buried, I must set the table and thank Mr. Li. ”

"Don't be so polite, that's what I'm supposed to do. ”

Li Futu seemed polite.

In fact, if you really want to count the relationship, he should be regarded as the son-in-law of the Yao family, and he is closer than Tan Zhihai.

"Sister Chenxi hasn't come back for a few years, and when she comes back, it's a farewell to heaven and man, alas, ......"

Tan Zhihai glanced at Yao Chenxi, who was kneeling there, and sighed.

"Mr. Li, you are a good friend of Sister Chenxi, and I hope you will persuade her well, don't blame yourself too much, there is a definite number in life, old age, sickness and death, she doesn't need to carry all the responsibilities on her shoulders, uncle, we will help do the work." ”

Li Futu nodded, and was about to speak, when a "crackling" sound suddenly sounded on his appearance.

And it has been ringing, and it has not stopped for a long time.

This sound is obviously someone setting off firecrackers.

Not only Li Futu and Tan Zhihai, but also the relatives and friends who came to mourn in the mourning hall were stunned for a while.

Li Futu frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the door.

Although each place has different customs and habits.

But there shouldn't be any place where the whip will be released in front of the mourning hall, right?

"Who?!Who's whipping?!"

Yao's father's roar soon rang out.

Even Yao Chenxi, who had some leg numbness because of kneeling for a long time, took his son and slowly stood up.

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