In the emcee's "condolences", Xue Xiang let go of the little guy's little hand, and more than a dozen people in the first row of them walked to the glass coffin together, looking at the remains. But I saw that the old man looked serene, his hair was black, a wide red flag covered his chest, and he was dressed in a gray and white tunic with a neat button, and his face was natural, as if he was asleep. In the mourning music, Xue Xiang bowed down with everyone in unison. The little one was obedient to his command, and bowed with him.

Xue Xiang didn't know that the eyes of hundreds of people fell on the little guy at this moment, just because, looking at the entire hall, there was only this one doll, and he was dressed cute and solemn. The little guy is already pink-carved, with purple shorts and short sleeves revealing fat little arms and calves, and a wide red scarf like a scarf tied around his neck, like a group of decaying and old angels, how can it not be conspicuous?

The old man who presided over the ceremony saw that the little guy was so well-behaved and cute, and his heart moved. Whose family mourns the deceased, and no children and grandchildren participate? The farewell ceremony of the old man, how can there be a lack of dolls, and it is a loss to have a little girl to support the field, otherwise it is really a big negligence. Thinking of this, the old man's eyes became more and more gentle when he looked at the little one.

When Xue Xiang Yuguang saw the little guy beside him saluting obediently, his hanging heart relaxed slightly. Unexpectedly, at this moment, something happened abruptly. After the little guy finished saluting, he straightened up his little body, glanced curiously at the glass coffin, his eyes could no longer be moved, his big eyes widened, and he said with a small mouth: "Big brother, why is this grandfather asleep?" The little guy listened to Xue Xiang's instructions before, and never looked into the glass coffin, and when he straightened up, he finally couldn't help but be curious, and saw a grandfather lying on the glass bed, when she had seen such a scene, she couldn't help but ask.

The little guy's voice was still childish and crisp, but it was like thunder in Xue Xiang's ears, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. The little guy's voice was not loud, but in this hall full of silence, only low mournful music, it seemed to be so deafening that everyone could hear it clearly. The master of ceremonies on the side was so frightened that he couldn't close his open mouth anymore, and he couldn't get out after the salute to his mouth.

Xue Xiang's brain turned quickly, and it was also a loss that he was a complex of contradictions, if he was a junior clerk in his previous life, he would have been paralyzed by fright when he encountered this situation. As early as the moment when the little guy spoke out, he knew that he wanted something bad, and every word of the little guy was imprinted in his heart, and after careful analysis, as soon as the little guy's voice fell, he picked it up: "Grandpa has worked hard for the country all his life, tired, of course he has to rest, come, salute grandpa." ”

The little guy didn't ask any more questions, and obediently performed a Young Pioneer salute, which he learned from the third brother, and she only remembered that the salute was like this. After the little guy finished saluting, not only Xue Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, but countless people in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, and they could easily hear the gathered sound without paying attention. The master of ceremonies on the side, I don't know how many times he wiped the sweat on his head, he kept looking at the old man who presided over the ceremony in the center, but there was no information from there.

The master of ceremonies didn't speak, and Xue Xiang couldn't leave, just wanted to drag the little guy and pull her to his side, but he didn't expect the little guy to move his calves and run away, and the sound of the little leather shoes clicking on the marble floor was like a drum in everyone's hearts. Xue Xiang is about to collapse, even if he is a complex of contradictions, his heart is not iron. He gritted his teeth and endured it so that he didn't pass out. He didn't dare to chase the little guy in the past, such a solemn scene, how could he allow a young man to run after him?

The little guy only felt that the old man was very lonely when he slept alone, although his bed and quilt were beautiful, but there was no space around him. The master of ceremonies saw the little guy running in front of the rostrum, and was about to wave to the guards to carry her down, but the old man on the rostrum waved at him and made a negative gesture. The master of ceremonies understood, and put down his raised hand. The little guy ran to the center of the rostrum, where there were many white and elegant chrysanthemums and lilies, the little guy bent down to report a bunch, and ran back again, carefully placed it next to the glass coffin, and then returned to Xue Xiang's side. …,

The whole set of actions of the little guy took several minutes, the whole rostrum was silent, even the non-stop mourning music stopped playing for a moment, and hundreds of eyes fell on her in unison, and no one dared to make a sound, and no one dared to stop it. Until the little guy returned to Xue Xiang's side, the mourning music played again.

Xue Xiang grabbed the little guy's little hand tightly, if he didn't have his senses, he was afraid that he would crush the little guy's hand. Rao used a small amount of force, and the little one's little hand still felt pain, and he struggled with his hand. Xue Xiang noticed the little guy's movements, and hurriedly reduced his strength, for fear that his aunt and grandmother would not go well and make some trouble.

The master of ceremonies was in a similar mood to Xue Xiang at this time, only kneeling and begging all over the gods and Buddhas to give way to the little ancestor not to make trouble again, even if he was an atheist, he decided to believe it once. It seemed that his request was heard by the gods and Buddhas, and the little guy returned to Xue Xiang's side and did not move again. The master of ceremonies couldn't wait to shout "Finish the ceremony", Xue Xiang pulled the little guy and hurriedly walked to the front, and got off the rostrum in three steps and two steps.

The little guy also seemed to sense the nervousness of the eldest brother, and he didn't make a fuss until the end of the farewell ceremony, and sat obediently in Xue Xiang's arms. After the commemoration was completed, the main leaders spoke, recalling the great and glorious life of the old man. The whole farewell ceremony did not end until 1 p.m.

As soon as the ceremony was over, Xue Xiang couldn't wait to leave, even if the office arranged lunch, he didn't want to participate, preferring to go back hungry to eat. Cui Yuyu had explained before, saying that after lunch, he would be responsible for sending it back. But where can Xue Xiang wait, he is about to go out with the little guy in his arms.

He had just walked to the hall, but was stopped by a female voice, "Is it Comrade Xue?" Wait a minute. ”

Xue Xiang turned his head and saw a man and a woman striding towards him, the man was about forty years old, the woman was twenty-seven or eighteen, holding a red box in her hand, both of them were dressed in work clothes, very similar to Cui Yuyu's dress. Could it be that the little guy has already made a conclusion about the mess and needs to deal with it? Xue Xiang began to think crankily in his mind, but his footsteps stopped and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The female comrade said: "Comrade Xue, hello, I am Ma Su, the secretary of the Second Secretary of the General Office, and this is Director Liu Guocheng of our Second Division, please tell you the specific situation." ”

Liu Guocheng took Ma Su's words and said: "Comrade Xue, this is the case, I am ordered by the funeral committee to give gifts to the children around you, the children's performance at the ceremony this time, so that the committee was greatly moved, the committee ordered me to give this fountain pen to the children, wishing her to study hard and become a pillar of the motherland as soon as possible." With that, he took the red box from Ma Su's hand and handed it to the little one.

The little guy didn't get Xue Xiang's little face for a long time, and he was sullen all the time, but when he saw Xue Xiang nodding with a smile, he was relieved, and he took the box handed by Liu Guocheng with both hands, and bowed, which was considered a return gift. Liu Guocheng touched the little guy's head, exchanged a few words with Xue Xiang, and led Ma Su away.

The little guy handed the box to Xue Xiang, and Xue Xiang held it in his hand before carefully looking at the box. The red box is about 20 centimeters long and about 5 centimeters wide, touch in the hand, but can't tell the material, only know that the road is not wooden, but it is not aluminum or iron, open it to see, there is a silver-white pen and a card lying inside. He picked up the card first, only to see that it was written: I wish Xue Shi's children progress in their studies and grow strongly. Then there is no name, only a surname. The committee's actions were very fast, and the name of the little guy was known so quickly, Xue Xiang held the card and exclaimed in his heart. He stared at a few more surnames, thought about it, and was taken aback suddenly, these surnames represent famous people.

Xue Xiang put the pen back in the box, picked up the little guy, and strode forward, he didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

PS: The pressure is huge, and a certain author hides in a corner and prays darkly at ten o'clock when he falls to eleven. Collect it, everyone, is that firepower going to be weakened?