Uncle Nan and others are at the gate of the hospital, since they are invited to attend, they must be the company's highest specification hearse.

Seeing me come out, Uncle Nan helped me open the rear car door and looked at my hand with anxiety, "Miss Wan Ying, I heard about you, did you hurt your hand while wearing gloves?"

I smiled and said it was okay, and when I went in, I saw Liu Xiaowen, who was also dressed in black.

"It has to be our little firefly, whether she dresses up or not, she has the temperament of a lady."

After briefly asking me a few words, Liu Xiaowen leaned into my ear and whispered, "One hand or two hands?"

I didn't answer, I raised my left hand and shook it, and my right hand gestured a pair of scissors under me.

Liu Xiaowen exaggerated, "In the future, your left hand will be invincible, Xiao Ying'er, I said that you have to practice your left hand, and you are not prepared to attack it!"

"Be quiet."

Qi Yihou, who was sitting in front, glanced back at Liu Xiaowen, "Keep it secret."

"It's all about what the family is afraid of."

Liu Xiaowen said casually, "Besides, this kind of thing can't be hidden, Xiao Ying'er's Five Thunder Palms will be able to get a big success sooner or later, and it will shock the world."

"Little Firefly must be better than you, how many times did you faint that night?"

Qi Yihou said unceremoniously, "Wu Mei shouldn't have driven you out, I fainted on the way, and finally met me when I turned around, and I saw that Xiao Ying'er was dizzy again, and it wasn't enough to add to the chaos......

Speaking of this, Brother Hou seemed to remember something, "Firefly, next time you can take Xiao Wen out, if he is electrocuted again, maybe he won't be able to faint blood!"

"Don't dare to do anything like that again."

Uncle Nan, who was driving, accosted, "Miss Wan Ying, no matter what you want to practice, which hand you have, don't take thunder again in the future, it's too dangerous."

"Lao Zhou, you don't understand this, Xiao Ying'er is called surviving in a difficult situation, lying on the salary and trying to be brave, and constantly striving for self-improvement......

Qi Yihou and Uncle Nan played idiom solitaire word by word, and the atmosphere was a little more relaxed.

Liu Xiaowen didn't say anything more, he was still the old god who was there.

I didn't have much of a chance to chat, and I looked sideways at the scenery outside the window.

It's mid-March, and the peach blossoms on the street are almost in full bloom.

The bright sun falls on the pink petals, the peach and plum are beautiful, and the red sleeves add fragrance.

Lowering the window slightly, there seems to be a faint fragrance in the air, and the breeze passes through my fingertips, but the mood can hardly hide my melancholy.

As soon as the car drove into the parking lot of the funeral home, I saw a lot of security guards and reporters taking pictures in the distance.

Seeing this, I tidied up my hair and dress again, took off my gloves, and Liu Xiaowen and Qi Yihou followed me left and right.

The security guards who came to greet us led us to the farewell hall inside.

As soon as I stepped on the steps, reporters rushed over and asked me what relatives and friends of the Su family I was.

Qi Yihou and Liu Xiaowen instantly turned into bodyguards, and the two of them were very professional in covering the camera for me.

Without saying a word, I walked towards the memorial service hall without squinting.

To tell the truth, the formation is very large, and even I, a practitioner in the funeral industry, secretly sigh for a lot of money.

Not to mention the dozens of reporters waiting in the courtyard of the funeral home, when you enter the hall, you will see bodyguards standing in line on both sides.

Each one was expressionless, wearing ear monitors and sunglasses, and there must be at least hundreds of people, and the momentum was very overwhelming.

Stepping on the pale carpet, the three of us were ushered to a carved brown door.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged woman in professional clothes came out, with a familiar face, one of Su Qingge's secretaries.

When she saw me, she hurriedly said hello, instructed her subordinates to put away the invitation, and asked me if I needed the master of ceremonies to say some elegy.

Qi Yihou frowned when he heard this, "Before I came, I didn't say that we should prepare this, but only said that the names of the company and the representatives who came to the meeting would be announced."

The secretary smiled decently and said, "Miss Xie, this is just a ceremony of the memorial service, if you don't prepare Mr. Su, you will understand."

Liu Xiaowen looked at me, "Little Firefly, you're ready

Is it?"

This is quite unexpected, of course, professionally speaking, there is no need for the memorial service to engage in these tricks, but considering the heritage of the Su family, Su Qingge can understand the whole bit of work.

I pondered for a few seconds and explained a few words to the secretary.

She nodded, put on her headphones and explained to the staff in the venue.

He turned to look at me and made a gesture of please, "Miss Xie, you three please come in."

The door immediately opened in front of me, I raised my eyes slightly, the visual was very shocking, in the distance is facing the huge portrait of Granny Su two or three meters high, surrounded by white chrysanthemums, the front of the portrait is a sea of lilies, the whole is elegant and warm.

In the middle of the sea of flowers is a white carpet, and on both sides are pale pink peony flower baskets.

The most unusual thing is that there is no word in the audience, and there is no mourning for a certain kind of word.

The accompaniment is also piano music, and judging from the layout alone, this is completely a banquet scene.

Guests stood in groups of three or five in the vast field behind the peony flower baskets.

Looking at the clothes, you can know that you are either rich or expensive, and you are chatting in a low voice at the moment.

Su Qingge was standing in front of the sea of lilies, wearing a black dress, and was tilting his head to listen to what the people around him were saying.

Although her face is haggard, she still looks noble and elegant with the blessing of makeup.

I looked straight ahead as naturally as possible, and was inexplicably relieved to see that Meng Qin was not by Su Qingge's side.

"The daughter of Jingzhong Xueyan Funeral Service Co., Ltd., Miss Xie Wanying, as a representative, came to condolence and comfort Su Lao's elegiac words, Cizhu has a shadow in the wind, and a hundred generations remember the spring breeze......

The emcee's voice came out, the room fell silent, and the guests looked at me one after another.

Feeling the gaze of the crowd, I looked at the portrait of Granny Su calmly, and my heart couldn't help but be sour.

Raising his feet and approaching Su Qingge in front, he listened to the master of ceremonies continue, "So that a little red furnace snow can be scattered as a night light in the world."

When the sound fell, I happened to walk in front of Su Qingge, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Su Qingge didn't blame me when he looked at me, but smiled bitterly, shook my hand, and said softly, "I know you've been sick recently, Xiao Ying'er, it's good that you can come today, my mother will know and be at ease, I still say the same thing, I will always be your aunt."

I nodded, and my eyes reddened, "Thank you."

Qi Yihou and Liu Xiaowen shook hands with Su Qingge beside me and said goodbye.

There were still five or six elders standing beside Su Qingge, who should be relatives of the Su family's clan.

I don't know each other, I shook my hand in a decent way, and I thought about the festival mourning.

Turning around, I walked to the huge portrait of Granny Su again, took a stick of incense from Aunt Su, and bowed down to Granny Su.

Grandma, thank you for your favoritism, and you also let me know that the earth is wide when the bottom of the barrel is off, and the root of life is clear.

After the worship, I handed the incense stick to the aunt of the Su family, and took Qi Yihou and Liu Xiaowen to the guests casually.

For me, even if the task is completed, I am not going to go to the memorial banquet.