This is the second time in his life that Shin Ji has attended a funeral.

Grandma died, she was 10 years late, and Grandpa finally didn't feel lonely anymore, and finally had someone in heaven who could help him polish his ink.

"My mother, Shi Xiangyun, died at 6:39 p.m. on January 17, 2019 at the Tenth People's Hospital of Huadu City at the age of 87 due to a serious illness. According to her instructions, the funeral was simple. Shen Ji's mother, Zou Qing, as the eldest daughter of the Zou family, read the eulogy on stage, her face was like ashes, and her voice was like an eighteenth-line host with extremely non-standard Mandarin.

"My mother was kind to people during her lifetime, and she worked hard to raise the five children in the family, and worked tirelessly and selflessly......" Zou Qing pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and swallowed a mouthful of saliva to hide her choking. Shin Ji knew that his mother's sunglasses were hiding a pair of swollen eyes with crying.

"Although my mother's education level is not high, she has taught us good qualities such as integrity, kindness, and hard work, and taught us and our younger generations to be useful people in society. Mother, rest assured, in the future, our five children and five families will still unite as one and love each other. After saying this, Zou Qing finally couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears with a crying voice.

At this time, the accompaniment of the scene sounded, it was a very sad and tear-jerking Western music, sitting in the corner of the hall playing a few musicians with no expressions on their faces, they were like a few people from the underworld playing a song to welcome the soul of grandma.

Catalyzed by the background music, Shen Ji found that her mother had become a tearful person, she took off her sunglasses, no longer suppressed her sadness, and cried with a handful of snot and tears.

Then, Uncle Yongtao, Uncle Yongzhong, Aunt Xiaodi and Aunt Xiaohui rushed up together and helped Zou Qing, who almost collapsed on the spot due to an emotional breakdown.

Crying is contagious.

After a while, the five brothers and sisters began to weep together, choking back tears and comforting each other.

The juniors who stayed in place also got closer and closer to see the situation, and gathered together, as if from this moment on, they would use practical actions to fulfill what Zou Qing promised her mother in her eulogy - we will be a family that loves each other.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shin Ji recalled the scene 10 years ago when he attended his grandfather's memorial service.

At the time, she was 15 years old.

She didn't understand that her grandfather, who was lying among the flowers, was obviously wearing a new and decent suit, the leather shoes on his feet were shiny, the tie around his neck was his favorite, his lips were still red, and his face was smiling.

This looks like a sleeping grandfather, how can he be dead?

It wasn't until now when he attended his grandmother's funeral that Shin Ji realized that those were all whitewashed, good-looking masks from the staff who made up the dead.

When my grandmother's body was pushed out, she was also lying in a pile of brightly colored flowers. I have to sigh at the professional approach of makeup artists.

The "asleep" grandmother looked a dozen years younger than when she was sick and bedridden, and the suede embroidered jacket she wore was the same old clothes she wore more than ten years ago. At that time, she always liked to put on this dress and go out to chat with her mother-in-law and mother in the community. And after she was paralyzed and bedridden, there was no chance to wear clothes like this that were better made and a little fashionable.

"Mommy—"

Shen Ji couldn't tell who shouted this heart-rending "Mom", because the whole family had already moved to the side of his grandmother's body, some kneeling on the tile floor, some lying next to his grandmother's body, crying one after another, and it was impossible to hear that it was a "few duets".

Everyone was crying and grabbing the ground, only Shen Ji seemed to be playing the game of "we are all wooden people", Liang Yi collected his tears, paced to Shen Ji's side, hugged her and asked, "Shen Ji, you, are you sad?" ”

Well, I'm so sad that I can't cry a single tear.

But on the surface, she just said calmly, "It's okay." ”