Chapter Twenty-Seven: I'm Not Dead Yet
Xiao Yao and Qi Xiaofei stopped behind the crowd.
A priest with a book in his hand that he doesn't know what it is, standing in front of a tombstone, praying something in his mouth?
The tombstone is pasted with a photo of Xiao Yao, which reads: The tomb of the beloved daughter Xiao Yao, the signature is Xiao Junjie.
On the right stood Xiao Junjie, Hu Lan'er, Xiao Yu, Xiao Qing, Gu Tao, and Feng Xiaoxiang and Hu Liuyan went to country M together.
On the left stood a man in a black suit, tall and similar to Xiao Junjie, holding an urn in his hand, his eyes were red and swollen, and tears were hanging on his face.
Seeing this man, Xiao Yao remembered that there was also an elder brother named Xiao Fan who was a soldier. In the entire Xiao family, only this brother really loves Xiao Yao.
There were also two familiar girls in the crowd, Li Na and Zuo Juxia. The two of them are classmates of the original body, and they have a good relationship with the original body, especially Li Na has always taken care of Xiao Yao.
The rest are relatives and friends of the Xiao family.
The priest closed the book and drew a cross on his chest: "May your soul have eternal life, Amen." ”
Everyone also lowered their heads and began to pray, and after the prayer, the priest said to Xiao Junjie: "Mr. Xiao can be buried." ”
Xiao Junjie nodded and thanked him! He turned back to Xiao Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, let Yaoyao go to the ground!"
Xiao Fan nodded, holding the urn, and slowly walked to the grave.
Qi Xiaofei poked Xiao Yao with his elbow: "Alas, don't you still play? If you don't play again, you will really settle down." Qi Xiaofei had a playful expression on his face.
Xiao Yao glared at Qi Xiaofei: "It's time to appear."
Xiao Fan bent down and was about to put the urn in the grave pit, when suddenly a crisp female voice came: "Wait!"
Xiao Fan was a little angry, who was so rude, such a serious thing actually shouted to stop.
Looking up at Xiao Yao walking over step by step, everyone looked back at Xiao Yao in displeasure.
"Who is this? so uneducated, what can't I talk about later, I can really dress in a white costume when I come to the funeral. ”
It was Feng Xiaoxiang who spoke, she was Xiao Qing's best friend. has always been arrogant and domineering, but he is extremely brainless and is often used by Xiao Qing, and he bullies Xiao Yao a lot. The jealousy is particularly strong, and this will not help but laugh when a woman who is better looking than himself suddenly walks out.
Xiao Yao didn't even look at her, and some people didn't have to pay attention to it now. Revenge is slowly avenged to have pleasure, and Xiao Yao, who owes the original body, will get it back one by one.
walked up to Xiao Fan and stood still: "Brother, why am I in a hurry to bury me before I die." As for what was in the urn, Xiao Yao didn't care.
As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar. "What's going on, who is this?" "I don't know! she said she didn't die, could it be that Xiao Yao came back......?"
Everyone discussed it one by one, and Xiao Fan's tears fell instantly. Although it has changed a lot, Xiao Fan can't forget these facial features, as well as this familiar voice.
The urn in his hand fell into the grave with a "snap", Xiao Fan rushed to Xiao Yao with an arrow and hugged Xiao Yao into his arms: "Yaoyao, you are back, right? I knew you were not dead..."
The sudden hug made Xiao Yao very uncomfortable, after all, the ancients had different cultural education. "Yes, brother, I'm back. ”
Everyone was stunned, and Xiao Qing's face turned as white as paper: how could it be, no, how could she come back.
Although she didn't believe that Xiao Yao was back, Xiao Qing had to admit that this long face was indeed Xiao Yao, and she had been jealous of this face since she was a child, and she recognized it when it turned into ashes. Why is it more beautiful now than when I was a child.