The last day of rest was Sister Andy's funeral.

Not everyone in the engine team has intersections with her, so only Yue Qiubai and Nuo Xia came to the scene in black suits, and met many acquaintances when they were incense in the mourning hall, such as Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Wang, and other big bosses in the circle, as well as people like Youyou and Sister Bai who had worked with her, and of course, Yueyue.

The ex-husband's brother didn't come over today, only Yueyue herself, and probably her aunt and uncle were taking her to deal with everything, taking the white bag given by others, and then bowing and thanking her.

The Chinese-style funeral is not like the Western-style, the Chinese-style funeral has a band beating gongs and drums, a crying family member, and a variety of complicated and trivial ritual processes, some beliefs and even scriptures, transcendence and other arrangements, and a few rounds of mahjong in the Sichuan-Chongqing area.

Yue Qiubai actually felt that this kind of activity always faintly revealed a strange sense of weirdness, and no matter how many times he participated, he was a little unacceptable.

Especially at the funeral of my father in my previous life, some people from the e-sports circle came to participate, maybe some of them were friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and when they played mahjong after the ceremony, they smiled and chatted about the topics in the circle, which was really absurd.

But he had no choice, he could only deal with it with a smile, to chat with everyone, to talk about topics in the circle, to talk about not seeing him for a long time, to talk about how strong he would be, and that he would win the championship in the next game.

It's the same today, half of the process hasn't been completed yet, and he has already dealt with several sets of people who have come over to set up close people, and even added some WeChat messages from other team managers.

Yoyo always stood by his side, his eyes were red.

"Sister Yoyo." Yueyue should have finally sent away a group of guests with a relatively high status, and finally poured out the time to see Yue Qiubai and the others, she saw that Youyou had tears in her eyes, first handed a pack of facial tissues to Youyou, and then nodded to Yue Qiubai and them obediently: "Brother Yue, Brother Nuoxia, Sister Bai, Sister Youyou."

However, in fact, Yueyue is not a year or two younger than them, and she is about to enter college in her third year of high school.

Everyone wanted to cry, but she kept her expression calm and was busy receiving her mother's friends before her death.

Looking at Yueyue, Yue Qiubai let out a long sigh and couldn't help but reach out and rub her hair again.

"It's okay, we're all your backers, and the whole engine is." Yue Qiubai said.

Youyou and Bai Qinghe also held her hand with red eyes: "If there is anything, just send WeChat to my sister, my sister is free at any time."

Yueyue barely pulled out a smile, suddenly remembered something, and beckoned the person who had been following her just now.

It was a very simple-looking, a little short and dark, wearing black-rimmed glasses, but she looked very capable.

She was sobbing all the time, not to mention the circles under her eyes, her eyes were full of bloodshots, and she looked like she was probably crying the fiercest one present.

Seeing Yue Qiubai, she snorted hard twice before she choked up and said, "B...... God B, I'm Sister Andy's assistant, and she told me some things before, and I need your cooperation."

Yue Qiubai nodded: "Okay."

The little assistant only explained this sentence, added Yue Qiubai's WeChat, and couldn't say anything else.

Even because of the mention of Sister Andy's name again, she cried again, and finally Yueyue went to comfort her, and she hugged Yueyue and cried again.

However, the process still has to go on, because Sister Andy was very fond of flowers before her death, so Yueyue designed a link by herself to prepare some beautiful immortal flowers, which guests can voluntarily take and put into the coffin, and finally be buried with her mother.

Because of the word voluntary, not all guests are willing, and most of the people who meet in Pingshui are unwilling to touch this brow when they come over to go through a process.

Yue Qiubai and the others were going to put it, so they each took a flower and stood aside to line up, waiting to put the flower in.

Unexpectedly, during the queue, there was a small commotion on the side.

The voice of the staff in charge of the funeral ceremony was slightly raised, so loud that Yue Qiubai could still hear it very clearly from a distance of about one meter

"Sir, flowers are meant to be placed in the coffin, not taken away."

Several people looked over and saw a ...... standing there Dress very modestly...... Or it's not plain anymore, it's a poor old gentleman.

In this new society of reform and opening up, this old gentleman is still wearing a patched jacket and trousers, and a pair of cotton shoes that look like coarse cloth are sewn on his feet.

The place where the ceremony is held is a little remote, and there are many aborigines in the vicinity who will take advantage of other people's funerals to come over to eat and drink, and even steal tribute.

The new link prepared by Yueyue this time, an immortal flower costs a few hundred yuan, and the staff preconceived that this old man was here to rub the flowers and bring them home.

Yue Qiubai observed the old gentleman, and saw that although his clothes and pants were patched, they were clean and tidy, not even wrinkled, and they were obviously ironed. And the gray hair is also meticulously combed, and it looks clean, not the kind of old man who will come to pick up flowers.

Yue Qiubai knew that he couldn't judge people by their appearance, so he stood next to him and observed silently for a while.

I saw that the old man did not refute the other party, or did not refute the other party at the first time, but trembled and took out a notebook and a pen from his arms, and began to write on the notebook slowly.

The staff member was even more impatient, because there were several others waiting in line behind the old man to pick up the flowers.

She frowned again and said, "Uncle, can you please go to the side first, there are still people waiting behind, this will delay time, we are not doing anything else."

After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "Really, it's not enough to take advantage, and it's uncomfortable to suffer."

The old man's hands trembled even more, but he still didn't look up, still writing in his notebook.

Yue Qiubai, who was originally thinking about whether to meddle in his affairs, would not be able to stand.

He and the others looked at each other, saw in each other's eyes the determination to be nosy, nodded to each other, walked over, and surrounded the table where the flowers were placed.

Yue Qiubai stood behind the old gentleman, relying on his height advantage, and first looked at the words that the old gentleman was writing.

I saw that his words were vigorous and powerful, if the words were like his people, then this old gentleman must not be a simple character, he was writing in the notebook one by one: "Bang Yun is the daughter of my comrade-in-arms, she also calls me uncle, I came to send her the last ......"

Before the words were finished, Yue Qiubai already understood.

He said to the staff member, "Give him a flower and let this gentleman choose for himself, and he will also come to see my sister off."

The staff's face fell, "You have already taken the flower, don't be nosy, we will lose money if we lose this flower."

Yue Qiubai was already a little unhappy, after all, it was really not good to make trouble on this occasion, and Sister Andy's body was not far away, it was really ......

And Yueyue followed her uncle to sign other documents, so she is not here for the time being, there are no acquaintances Yue Qiubai and they know, and this staff member has a sideways face, and it looks difficult to explain.

"Forget it." Yue Qiubai really didn't want to quarrel with her here, it was too ugly, so he directly handed the white peony in his hand to the old gentleman's hand: "You take this one, I'll take the flower again later."

The old gentleman took the peony in Yue Qiubai's hand, opened his mouth to say something, but only said "Ah-" twice, and finally he just stretched out his old hand, patted Yue Qiubai's shoulder heavily, and stood at the back of the line to line up.

This little episode didn't have any impact, Yue Qiubai later asked Yueyue to take him to get the flowers again, but after the ceremony, he went to find the old gentleman, but found that he was no longer in the mourning hall.

And until the end of the whole ceremony, my ex-husband brother did not appear, I don't know if he was really scared of being bullied by the Internet, or if he found out in his conscience that he felt ashamed of Andy, it was impossible to say.

On the contrary, at the end of the funeral and when everyone was about to leave, Yue Qiubai and the others ran into the old gentleman wearing patched clothes again.

He encountered a little problem again, the people who came here were basically coming by car, a few groups, and at this time they were each sitting in the car

left, but his language was inconvenient, and no one took the initiative to ask him.

He just stood alone at the edge of the entrance to the cemetery, his back slightly hunched, and he seemed to have a sense of loneliness, which made people feel sad.

Yue Qiubai walked over directly and hugged him, and asked in a friendly manner, "Where are you going?"

The old gentleman stretched out his finger and pointed tremblingly in a direction, and Yue Qiubai noticed that he was crying.

"We're just on the way, so come with us." Bai Qinghe also walked over, she didn't see the direction pointed by the old gentleman, but even if this gentleman went to the North Pole today, she would stop by the way.

The old gentleman turned around, took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his breast pocket, wiped his tears slightly, looked at the young people in front of him, and finally nodded.