The funeral of the old man went ahead as scheduled, and this time the funeral was held at the city funeral home.

I met with the white paper kite at the city funeral home.

She looked at me with a slightly red face and said shyly, "Why did you suddenly come to the city funeral home?" ”

"I received an order to hold a funeral at the city funeral home, and the client was a well-known painter." I whispered.

The white paper kite likes to listen to these gossips the most, and his eyes are so excited that his eyes are shining: "Have you held funerals for the families of celebrities?" ”

I hurriedly Baidu out of Yang Liusi's personal information, and was about to turn it over to the white paper kite, when a shout suddenly came from the mortuary of the funeral home.

"Paper kites! Let's take care of the corpse, waiting for the funeral. ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" The white paper kite replied inside, and then said to me, "You send it to me in a moment, and I'll read it when I'm done." ”

When the white paper kite entered the corpse room, I sent Yang Liusi's information to her through WeChat.

At this time, Da Lei suddenly appeared behind me, patted me on the shoulder and said, "How are you ready?" Can you start holding a funeral? The auditorium is pretty much set up. ”

I said, "The corpse is almost disposed of, and we can start transporting the corpse to the auditorium." I just ran into a white paper kite in the funeral home, and I was delayed for a while. ”

Da Lei smiled and said, "I just ran into a swallow at the door of the funeral home." ”

"Then you didn't lose your temper in front of the swallow, did you?"

Da Lei shook his head and said, "Absolutely not! still maintains a cold personality, and I can feel that Yanzi cares about my life very much, and just asked me if I am tired from work! ”

"Then you're going to keep it up."

Da Lei and I just chatted for a few words, and happened to meet Yang Liusi, who was leading relatives and friends to pass by.

Yang Liusi was in the same state as in the funeral parlor that day, still so calm and calm, and couldn't see the slightest change in mood, like an emotionless robot.

If it were an ordinary person who encountered the death of his father, he would have fallen into a state of grief and could not extricate himself.

But Yang Liusi always maintained a calm state, so rational that people felt a little scared.

Yang Liusi walked up to me and Da Lei and asked calmly, "How are the funeral preparations?" ”

She was dressed in linen and filial piety, and her tone was calm and soft, as if it was not her father who had died, but an insignificant passerby.

Da Lei replied, "Let's go and transport the body to the Great Hall now, and the funeral can begin." ”

Yang Liusi said: "Then I will wait for you in the auditorium." ”

Thunder winked at me, then dragged me towards the morgue.

We pushed the stretcher cart on which the body was placed and carried the old man's body to the auditorium.

The auditorium was well arranged, and Da Lei displayed all the old man's paintings according to my request.

I also deliberately placed the painting "two stubborn donkeys that don't give in to each other" in a more conspicuous position.

When everything was ready, Yang Liusi entered the auditorium with relatives and friends who had come to attend the funeral.

Friends and relatives wandered in front of the paintings left behind by the old man.

Da Lei, who was the funeral host, stood in the center of the auditorium, and before he could say his condolence, Yang Liusi took the microphone in his hand.

Before he could react, Yang Liusi said to the people present at the funeral: "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come to my father's funeral." There was something special about the funeral, and I wanted to help my dad fulfill his unfulfilled wish. ”

When he was alive, his only wish was to hold an art exhibition so that people could appreciate the essence of Chinese painting. As his daughter, I feel very sorry that I didn't help him fulfill his wish before her death. ”

"Today, I want to help my dad fulfill this wish at his funeral, and I ask for your support, thank you!"

Before Yang Liusi's words were finished, the guests who were admiring the old man's paintings rushed to buy them.

A solemn funeral, under the control of Yang Liusi, has become a Chinese painting exhibition.

The old man, like contemporary Van Gogh, is gradually understood and appreciated by those who know Chinese painting.

His figure gradually appeared in front of me, looking at this situation, I was full of emotion.

"My paintings have never been exhibited once, and I never imagined that I would be appreciated by so many people after my death, and I would die without regrets."

"Uncle, thanks to your daughter, you have become a contemporary Van Gogh."

The old man's stiff face finally showed a smile, looked at his daughter not far away, and choked up: "In the end, it was her little stubborn donkey who fulfilled my dream for me." ”

"Uncle, in fact, your daughter loves you a lot, she just doesn't know how to express it. You can leave now with no regrets. ”

The old man pondered for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Yes...... Can you apologize for me and my daughter? ”

I felt the old man's last wish, and when I looked up, the ghost was long gone.

The people around the funeral were admiring the old man's paintings, and I slowly walked to Yang Liusi's side.

When I approached Yang Liusi, she was not surprised at all, and said very calmly: "Do you think I am doing this too utilitarianly? Using my dad as a tool to earn fame and fortune, in your eyes, my daughter must have failed very much, right? ”

"Your dad didn't blame you, and praised you for fulfilling his dream for him."

Yang Liu Sihu turned his head suspiciously, and said a little uncalmly: "It seems that you can really communicate with my dad." ”

"Your dad wants to say sorry to you, and I hope you can forgive him."

Yang Liusi's beautiful eyes widened, and he said a little angrily: "Don't pretend to be a ghost here!" ”

I smiled and said, "I hope you feel better after listening to these words." It must be tiring to pretend that nothing has happened all the time, right? ”

My words seemed to touch her heartstrings and made her stunned.

As a public figure, her emotions are no longer up to her, otherwise she will definitely be caught by others and take the opportunity to hype.

The old man told me when I was disposing of the corpse that after he died, he saw Yang Liusi secretly crying because of his death, and I don't know how many times he secretly cried.

But in front of people, it is too hard for her to maintain a calm state and stabilize her emotions.

Yang Liusi glanced at me twice and said, "Actually, I have forgiven him a long time ago, and I am the one who should say I'm sorry." ”

I saw tears flickering in Yang Liusi's eyes, maybe she was regretting that she returned to China too late and didn't stay by her father's side at the last moment of his life, right?

Just as I was fulfilling my last wish for the old man, a friend of Yang Liusi pointed to the painting of "two stubborn donkeys that don't give in to each other", looking very excited.

She said: "Sisi, come and see, your father has the same idea as you, and he has also combined Chinese painting and oil painting to create, come and see!" ”

Yang Liusi suddenly picked up the painting, looked at the content of the painting, and finally couldn't help but tears rolled in his eyes......