Seeing the few 5 people who came to help, Miao Miao arranged for Han Wen and Xin'er to go to the hospital to apply for the "Death Certificate", and then got the certificate of cancellation of household registration from the police station to which Mr. Li's residential community belonged, and then went to the funeral home to go through the cremation procedures.

After Wang Hui accompanied Mr. Li's lover Uncle Zhang to the cemetery to buy a cemetery, he sent Uncle Zhang home, and two colleagues from Uncle Zhang's unit would accompany him later.

Li Chao sent another text message to his junior high school classmates to inform them of the news of the death of his beloved Teacher Li.

Under the arrangement of the leaders of Mr. Li's unit, Miao Miao wanted to write a memorial speech as a student.

Miao Miao saw that the mourning music and other mourning links had not been played in Hall 7, so she went to contact the funeral home staff and ran back and forth.

On the front wall of Hall 7, an amiable half-length photo of Mr. Li was projected on the front wall, and mourning music also sounded.

Before Mr. Li's death, the leaders of the unit arranged for the people who came to help to solve three meals in the restaurant of the funeral home.

At dinnertime, Wang Hui, who had finished his errands, walked into the restaurant and saw the whole restaurant Miao Miao, Li Chao and Han Wen, Wang Hui asked in surprise: "Wang Zhizi and Zhang Fatzi didn't come?" ”

Wang Zhizi and Zhang Fatzi were the nicknames of their junior high school classmates, and that day, Miao Miao rushed back to Ningxi City from Beijing to invite her classmates to eat at the night market, but they were uninvited.

Seeing Miao Miao and the others shaking their heads together, Wang Hui sat on a chair and ate his meal with chopsticks, he was hungry.

After Wang Hui took two bites, he scolded in a low voice: "Fuck, these two people are really not things, I saw them in the afternoon in Mr. Li's community, they were walking around the corner, and they promised to help, I remember that Mr. Li often gave them free make-up lessons." ”

Looking at Wang Hui's indignant expression, Miao Miao didn't say a word, and ate with her head down.

He felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart today, and this powerlessness was generated by discovering that many things could not be changed by his own efforts.

Just like the sudden death of Mr. Li this time, it is also like he posted several obituaries in the WeChat circle, and even sent WeChat notifications to the classmates who Mr. Li loved before his death, but there was no response.

When he invited his junior high school classmates to eat at the night market that day, these people came, and Miao Miao knew that they were all in Ningxi City these days, and they were unemployed vagrants and they didn't go far away.

Miao Miao comforted herself in her heart, and silently muttered to the deceased Teacher Li, maybe they were too busy.

Of course, he also had a trace of doubt in his heart, and perhaps, Mr. Li's death was no longer important to them.

The human heart does not need to be disguised or refined, and small things are like mirrors that reflect the essence of a person's heart.

Wang Hui and the other three young people sat on the cushion next to the ice coffin, and Miao Miao knelt in front of the mourning hall and refilled some paper money in the paper-burning basin.

At this time, a person walked in at the door of Hall 7, it was Liu Ming, he walked forward and knelt in front of the mourning hall, burned three pieces of paper money respectfully, and kowtowed to Teacher Li three times.

Immediately, Liu Ming got up and glanced at Miao Miao, Miao Miao followed him out of the hall, and the two of them sat on the chair on their right hand outside the hall door.

Liu Ming took out a cigarette and handed it to Miao Miao, lit one himself, and the two of them continued to fire each other, without saying a word during the whole process, but their movements were very tacit.

Rows of ash trees rustled outside the concrete floor of the funeral home, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground like tears from ash trees.

Looking at the fallen leaves floating at his feet in the wind, Liu Ming let out a long sigh, helpless and melancholy.

"I'll keep a vigil tonight." Liu Ming puffed out two puffs of smoke from his nostrils, and said quietly, "I asked her to send Teacher Li, but she didn't come, hehe, I found out that I was a fool, knowing that she has become so cold and indifferent now, but, hey, ---"

In the afternoon, when Liu Ming saw the obituary posted by Miao Miao in the WeChat circle of friends, he hurriedly drove to Mutu Township to inform Jing Shiyan.

She looked at Liu Ming who looked anxious coldly, "Liu Ming, who are you mine?" What to do, what not to do, I don't need you to remind me. Besides, I had a good academic performance at the beginning, which was the result of my diligence and intelligence, what happened next to Mr. Li? ”

"Don't come here to look for me in the future." Jing Shiyan looked around at the passers-by, and rolled her eyes at Liu Ming with disgust, "Pay attention to the influence, I will marry someone in the future." ”

Jing Shiyan threw down a few cold words and left, so that Liu Ming deeply understood the meaning of "a good word is warm in three winters, and a hurtful sentence is cold in June", but Liu Ming thought that no matter how cold the stone is, it will be warm after sitting for three years, and he plans to influence Jing Shiyan with sincerity and love.

Miao Miao also took a puff of cigarette, spit out a thin smoke from her mouth, and watched the white smoke curl away in the breeze, "You are here for Jing Shiyan to keep a vigil for Teacher Li." ”

"Yes, I'm here to keep vigil for her, am I cheap?" Liu Ming laughed bitterly at himself.

Miao Miao took a few puffs of cigarettes in a row, and said in a low voice: "Brother Liu, you are a loving and righteous person, not cheap, I thank you for Uncle Zhang and Teacher Li." ”

This is Miao Miao's second vigil, the first time was ten years ago, when he was still a teenager, he and his father kept vigil for his deceased grandfather.

In the quiet of the night, Miao Miao leaned against the wall, her eyes wet and she looked at Teacher Li's voice and smile on the wall, and her ears rang Teacher Li's words of charity.

"Fu Miaomiao, I said you can't use dim sum? You can obviously get into the top five in the class. ”

"Fu Miaomiao, you just use dim sum in your studies, is it good to have a long memory, read car magazines in class, do you think teachers are stupid, you can't see your small actions in class?! Hey, I really hate that iron can't be made of steel. ”

"Comrade policeman, this Fu Miaomiao is a good boy, I vouch for him, let him go, if he organizes a group fight again, I will stay in the detention center with his mother to accompany him and not go home."

"How's it going, can you prepare for the exam?"

"Miao Miao, you are really blessed to marry Lulu."

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These words seemed to be yesterday, Miao Miao was in tears on this night, and self-blame, sadness, and sadness filled his soft heart.

The kindness of the world can always give people warmth in the wind and rain, just like when Mr. Li guided Miao Miao and reprimanded him during the rebellious period when Miao Miao lost himself.

Now, under the circumstance that Teacher Li passed away and no one kept vigil, Miao Miao gave warmth to the heartbroken Teacher Li's lover and daughter.

In the evening, Mr. Li's daughter called Miao Miao, and she couldn't stop crying on the phone to thank Miao Miao, and begged Miao Miao to help, and filmed the process of sending Mr. Li to her relatives and friends, so as to leave a memory for her who couldn't rush back to Ningxi City.

The next day, under the arrangement of her brother, Xin'er carried a small camera and began to record the relatives and friends who came to mourn Teacher Li.