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Bei Yiming's brows furrowed suddenly, Uncle Deng? It can't be Deng Yuxiang's father, right? Bei Yiming is not a person in their circle, but he doesn't know if the Uncle Deng he has met a few times in his mother's mouth is Deng Yuxiang's father.

"His daughter's name is Deng Yuxiang?" Bei Yiming asked in surprise, Qiu Shiya, who was sitting next to her, was also stunned, but she didn't expect Bei Yiming to have something to do with her best friend when she answered the phone.

Yang Sijia said: "Yes, yes, it's him, he and your father are co-workers, and the relationship is very good, he used to come to our house to drink with your father, how do you say that this person is gone?" Speaking of this, there was a crying voice of a child on the phone, Yang Sijia hurriedly said: "If you don't know the address, I sent it to you, you go for a trip, I can't leave with your father, you tell your Aunt Wang that we will see him off on the day he goes out." ”

The so-called going out is to go to the crematorium, the custom of Jingbaopo is that people are gone to the morgue for three days, and after three days, go directly to the crematorium, and then bury the ashes in the grave, after the family and friends have a meal, the funeral is done, compared with the customs of the funeral in the countryside, Jingbaopo is much simpler here.

Bei Yiming said: "No need to send text messages, I just met a classmate, she knows that she is there." ”

Yang Sijia instructed: "Be sure to bring me and your father's words, give more parts, once your Uncle Deng leaves, it is really not easy to leave them orphans and widows." ”

Bei Yiming said: "I know." Then he hung up.

Qiu Shiya opened her small mouth on the side and showed her white and neat fine teeth inside, and said, "Your family also knows Uncle Deng?" ”

Bei Yiming stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket and said, "I know, Uncle Deng and my father are co-workers, and we have a good relationship." ”

Qiu Shiya was curious: "Then why haven't I heard Yuxiang talk about you?" ”

Bei Yiming smiled bitterly: "I didn't study well at that time, I didn't look good, and I didn't have any special skills, how could Deng Yuxiang be friends with someone like me?" Even if my dad has a good relationship with her dad, it's impossible, how embarrassing is it to have a friend like me?"

Qiu Shiya sighed and said, "If Yuxiang knew that you could have today, I think she would definitely regret her decision not to be friends with you when she was a child?" ”

Bei Yiming said suddenly: "Then do you regret it?" ”

Qiu Shiya was stunned, first shaking her head and then nodding. Then he said cautiously: "Do you feel that I am very powerful?" ”

Bei Yiming shook his head and smiled: "No, people are like this, what kind of people make what kind of friends, what I want when I go to school." Why would you want to be my friend? If I were you, I wouldn't be your friend. ”

Qiu Shiya covered her mouth and smiled: "You are not very old, and you still talk in a set way." ”

Bei Yiming shrugged his shoulders and said: "No way, occupational disease, I have to see all kinds of patients every day." This mouth is refined, okay, let's go. ”

In fact, Bei Yiming is reluctant to go, what he doesn't like to see the most is life and death, even if such things are staged in the hospital every day, he doesn't want to see it, but today he can't go, there are a lot of things at home, his parents can't leave, who will go if he doesn't go?

The two walked out of the square side by side in the direction of the old supply and marketing cooperative. The two chatted for a while along the way, and Bei Yiming knew that Qiu Shiya was also in the city, her family conditions were good, and she entered the power bureau as soon as she graduated from college, which made many people blush.

The two of them also left each other's phone calls, Qiu Shiya asked him to get together when he had nothing to do, of course it wasn't just them, but classmates in the city, class reunions were boring in Bei Yiming's opinion, and they were nothing more than a meeting of good classmates.

Soon the two of them arrived at the alley where Deng Yuxiang's house was located, and there was a table outside Deng Yuxiang's house. There were people sitting on a piece of paper recording who had taken how much money, and there were some people squatting and smoking on both sides of the door, all of whom were relatives and friends of Deng Yuxiang's father, with a banner on the door. What's the point of inserting such a thing, Bei Yiming really doesn't know.

Qiu Shiya continued to walk forward, and Bei Yiming suddenly grabbed her and said, "How much money is appropriate?" ”

Bei Yiming really hasn't participated in the funeral, and he doesn't know how much money is appropriate for such a thing, so if he gives less, it seems that they are stingy. In a situation where his mother also asked him to give more, but it was too much and it seemed that their family was here to show off their wealth, so he could only discuss this matter with Qiu Shiya.

Qiu Shiya tilted her head and said, "I'll give two thousand, you don't know Yuxiang well, you can give five hundred." ”

Bei Yiming scratched his head and said, "Forget it, if you give two thousand, I will give two thousand." As soon as he said this, Bei Yiming patted his head and said: "I wipe, I forgot to take the money." "When he reaches Bei Yiming's current level, he rarely carries a lot of cash on him, so it's good to go out with a card.

Qiu Shiya smiled bitterly: "You are really a Ma Daha, I just took that, let's help you cushion it first, remember to return it to me, I am a small civil servant, but I don't earn as much as you, a big doctor or a big entrepreneur." ”

After speaking, Qiu Shiya took out the money from her bag, counted out two thousand, and handed it to Bei Yiming.

The two of them came to the door and gave the money to the person in charge of collecting the money, Qiu Shiya left his name directly, and Bei Yiming left the name of his father Bei Changfeng, and then the two of them entered the house and immediately heard crying.

There are a lot of people in the house, most of them are women, comforting Deng Yuxiang's mother who is crying bitterly, Deng Yuxiang is also on the side, his eyes are red and swollen, his face is very haggard, and he is no longer in the old style, but Chu Chu's pitiful appearance is very exciting to the hearts of men.

As soon as Deng Yuxiang saw Qiu Shiya, she immediately threw herself into her arms and cried.

Bei Yiming felt very embarrassed, there was no one in the house who he knew, but everyone knew him, and the people outside the door were also talking about how the Deng family knew Bei Yiming, he was a big man, a rich man, and a big doctor came in person, wouldn't it be that Pei Yiming and Deng Yuxiang were talking about friends?

Immediately, someone pointed out that the reason why Bei Yiming came should be made by Bei Changfeng, and he was good friends with Deng Yuxiang's father.

The people in the house were also surprised how Bei Yiming came.

The party Bei Yiming was very uncomfortable being looked at by so many people, and hurriedly said: "Auntie, your condolences are smooth, my mother is Yang Sijia, my father is Bei Changfeng, they can't come over if there is something at home, but they asked me to tell you that on the day my uncle goes out, they will definitely come to see him off." ”

Deng Yuxiang's mother still had the heart to think about why Bei Yiming came, and cried and thanked her.

At this time, Deng Yuxiang raised his head from Qiu Shiya's arms and whispered to Bei Yiming: "Thank you." ”

Bei Yiming nodded and said hello to Qiu Shiya and went out, it really didn't make sense for him to stay, but as soon as he came out, Qiu Shiya chased after him, and said with an embarrassed face: "Bei Yiming, can I ask you something?" ”

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