Because Lu Shulan was pregnant again, she was too superstitious to attend the funeral, so she stayed in the hotel. However, even without the help of her mother-in-law, Lu Shulan still managed to arrange the ceremony and gave the Yang family face in front of Yang Jingxing's colleagues. 800

The surrounding environment of the hotel reminded Du Lin of several places he had been to, but they were not as good as this. Even in the city, it was so quiet, the air was fresh, and the river water was as clean as a plateau lake. Several Hongxing people were not in a hurry now.

Also take a walk and take a look.

Huang Weiliang jokingly asked if this business also belonged to Yang Jingxing. Lu Shulan immediately said that Boss Yang disdained this kind of small business, but when Yang Jingxing came, it was just like his own.

Between playing mahjong and getting a massage, both Gan Kaicheng and Du Lin preferred a massage, so they entered the private room on the left, which contained a large dining table and four large sofas.

The main humility occurred between Pang Xi and the driver. Everyone felt that the driver was the most tired today, and it was related to the safety of the return trip later. Besides, Pang Xi and Yang Jingxing were both young people.

Yang Jingxing didn't pay much attention to Pang Xi, and told Lu Shulan not to arrange for anyone to move the sofa: "...I should take care of my rest."

Lu Shulan chuckled: "It's okay, the fate didn't come last time, I'm ready for this." It seems that the determination to become a mother can change a person's personality and temperament.

Restaurant lobby manager Zhou Yiyu and the waiters poured tea and water for the guests, and helped hang up the coats of those who were about to get massages. She walked around and came to Yang Jingxing and laughed: "I think he looks familiar. Have you been here before?"

Gan Kaicheng was flattered: "It's my first time in your country, maybe I saw it wrong... Who is as handsome as me!?"

Huang Weiliang glanced sideways and smiled suspiciously: "Manager Gan? What's going on?"

"Your surname is Gan?" After all, it is a small place and a relevant position. Zhou Yiyu, the lobby manager, is not very professional. "Yes, yes, I remember. I saw you on TV at the award ceremony. I have never seen this surname before."

Du Lin haha: "More handsome than on TV, right?" Now Gan Kaicheng doesn't have a dress and even has hairspray.

Zhou Yiyu nodded repeatedly and said, "Handsome, handsome guy!"

The driver also joked: "Little girl, you have a bad memory. Eat more walnuts. It took Manager Gan so long to recognize it."

Zhou Yiyu said: "We are all friends with Yang Jingxing. Sometimes I see Cheng Yaoyao and Duan Liying on TV. I must watch more to see if they can sing those songs. I remember when... Anyway, Cheng Yaoyao won the award.

Sing "Cardamom"."

Gan Kaicheng was half-truthful and shameless: "I have won more awards than her. If I don't tell you the details, I can't remember them. [So many good novels]"

Pang Xi said a little guiltily: "It should be the music chart in May."

Zhou Yiyu remembered it again: "Yes, yes, music chart."

Lu Shulan said with a smile: "Yang Jingxing is my younger brother. Seeing that he has the opportunity to cooperate with so many good singers and musicians, we are all very proud... You guys talk slowly, and we will go to the kitchen and have a look." She also urged the massage person to do a good job.

Serve.

It took a few middle-aged people a comfortable massage for more than ten minutes. Lu Shulan came back and told Yang Jingxing to greet him when the food was about to be served. Du Lin, who was most happy to enjoy it, immediately suggested that they eat immediately, and everyone agreed.

People from Puhai don't care about fifteen-year-old wine. If you don't drink it, the food is enough. Don't serve more. If you don't finish it, it will be a waste and your husband will be hard to live.

Yang Jingxing didn't even try to persuade him to drink, so Lu Shulan reminded him: "You can drink. Let's toast each other."

Du Lin said nicely: "We and Manager Yang are no longer outsiders, so you're welcome..."

The meal was a relaxed one, and it felt like we had become a close group. We even joked about other people in the company, such as the unfounded scandal of sales manager Sun Yunhong, or the embarrassing things that happened in the past of production manager Ming Dezhi...

The driver almost took the top spot when talking about a lot of things, and even told some colorful jokes that made the waiters tremble.

After finishing the meal, I sat down for a while and saw that the time was almost 3:30. My colleagues felt that it was time to leave. Du Lin had to fly to work tomorrow.

Lu Shulan and Yang Jingxing saw off the guests together and said that after seeing off the guests, they would send Yang Jingxing to town. Yang Jingxing flatly refused, saying that he was not as big as the little one in his belly.

After thanking Lu Shulan for the hospitality and commemorating the beautiful scenery of Jiuchun, Hongxing got on the bus and Pang Xi walked at the end, approaching Yang Jingxing and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to arrange dinner when you get back?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "It depends on what they want, please help arrange it...Thank you for your hard work."

Pang Xi nodded and got in the car.

Yang Jingxing took a taxi back to the town. There was no traffic jam. Compared with noon, the inside and outside of the mourning hall were deserted now. Dozens of people were chatting in small groups, drinking tea and playing cards. Only incense candles, the Taoist priest and his two apprentices were still working diligently.

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People arranging wreaths are still busy, there are too many, dozens of piles are piled high enough for one person, almost filling the field of vision. The firecracker garbage has to be removed by truck, the scale is not small, and the smell of gunpowder smoke is still strong.

The Yang brothers are now sitting in front of the funeral, talking to their aunt and family. Yang Chengyi is a little surprised that his son has come back so soon: "...When someone else's affection comes, you can't take it seriously, you have to remember it."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Yang Chengyi said that Zhan Huayu called him again a while ago: "I asked...you go back to school and bring something with you."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Yang Chengyi confirmed with his son that the names on the silk and gold book were all consecutive, from Zhang Yanhao to Zhong Ing-wen.

Yang Chengyi asked: "How many people are there in the company?"

My cousin and the others looked at Yang Jingxing with admiration. Cheng Yaoyao also knew it. She even remembered the slogan of the drink...

Dinner can be had at the restaurant again. There are only about ten people at the table with relatives and friends. Yang Jingxing starts eating again, accompanying his parents, uncle and aunt. Grandma also has a little appetite.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Gan Kaicheng called Yang Jingxing and told him that he had had enough wine and food after a late-night snack and that Yang Jingxing had remembered to reimburse Pang Xi when he arrived in Puhai.

Yang Jingxing advised: "Go home quickly, don't use this as an excuse."

Gan Kaicheng chuckled: "Calm down...you said I'm going to immigrate. Who will go to me if I die? Who will remember me?"

Yang Jingxing said: "When you are about to die, you might be able to travel through space. I'll go."

Gan Kaicheng did not want anyone to remember him, but he was moved by the national culture. There were too many reasons to immigrate. Gan Kaicheng laughed and said that he had seen too many immigration advertisements, but one reason for not immigrating was enough.

Besides, Gan Kaicheng felt that it was time for him to lose his edge and stop shouting for freedom and equality. What’s more, he was not considered a disadvantaged group at the bottom, nor had he suffered any major grievances. The problem of children’s education no longer existed, and he said

Maybe it will get better and better in the future.

Yang Jingxing was worried: "Don't hesitate. If you don't leave, when will I be able to come forward?"

Gan Kaicheng haha...

That night, Yang Chengyi and Yang Chengguang didn't sleep, but there were many people accompanying them. Yang Jingxing was unstoppable among them. Read the full text of the boss's airborne raid.

At four o'clock in the morning, the Taoist priests started working again, and Yang Chengyi seemed to be shedding tears again, because the mourners came one after another. In fact, local regulations require cremation, and burial requires a fine. In Jiuchun, every family is willing to pay the fine.

The Yang family probably won't have to pay the fine.

There are still quite a lot of people with friendship. In the cold weather before dawn, the mourning hall is bustling inside and outside. In addition to people from the town, there are also many people who drive up from Jiuchun. Many people are excited to watch the Taoist priests in the past few days.

Climax performance.

According to local custom, the mourners must be masons, eight in total. This was not a problem for Lu Laosan, who brought all the strong ones.

The process and method of tying the coffin ropes to support the poles are very particular and must be done by professionals under the command and arrangement of Taoist priests.

There are two to three kilometers of roads and several hundred meters of paths to the cemetery that Yang Guoyun had favored and bought for himself a few years ago, so modern people still have to make some changes and carry the coffin onto the trailer that was handled by the Taoist priest. The person carrying the coffin did not let go.

Maintain the posture and then lift off the car.

There was only one minibus and a dozen small cars, so more people chose to watch the deceased outside the mourning hall. There were also two garbage trucks transporting four to five hundred wreaths in compressed packages. These wreaths would be placed

In the cemetery, it won't take up space for long. After April 9th, the people in the wreath shop will recycle it.

Yang Jingxing's car was in front of the hearse, carrying Taoist priests who were chanting something along the way. After walking for a few kilometers, the convoy stopped for more than a quarter of an hour, and a row of double flashes was still bright in the fish-belly white dawn.

Lu Laosan is really awesome. He has built a path in the past few days, which makes it much easier for the coffin bearers. The Taoist priests opened the way and carried the coffin up the mountain. The relatives walked behind, and dozens of people felt a bit of silence.

, but the person transporting the wreaths will have a harder time.

The cemetery is also well-prepared. Although the Yang brothers did not plan to build any luxurious curtains for their father, at least it looks decent.

Lowering the coffin is a very serious and prudent matter. In addition to being ritualistic, the location and distance must also be precise. When the Taoist priest finally nodded and said it was okay to start raising the grave, grandma started crying again and led her sister-in-law and two daughters-in-law.

Eight skilled masons came together, it was really fast. When my grandma reached the back, she almost wanted to fight with the masons to stop any more work. My aunt cried and tried to dissuade her, and at the same time she also praised her sister-in-law and nephew.

It seems that the weather is good today. When the sun can be seen, a new tomb will be erected on the flat ground on the mountainside. The cement is not yet dry. According to the rules, the tombstone will be erected next year during the renovation.

Go back, you can’t stay even if you want to. The Taoist priests still have things to do after you go back, and everyone also needs to have breakfast.

At nearly ten o'clock, Yang Jingxing gave Qi Qingnuo the funeral, and Qi Qingnuo happened to have nothing to do. The two of them returned to their normal state and chatted for a long time, especially Zhan Huayu who asked Qi Qingnuo yesterday about Yang Jingxing's feelings for them.

Qi Qingnuo said no if he didn't come to the funeral. If he had any objections, Zhan Huayu actually asked Qi Qingnuo to test it again.

Qi Qingnuo said happily: "...The world of adults is so complicated and tiring."

Yang Jingxing said: "But you don't want to be a little girl."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "Can I regard your resentment as sweetness instead of regret?"

Yang Jingxing said: "The key is not to be too smart."

Qi Qingnuohe: "I miss you so much."

Yang Jingxing said: "Me too."

Qi Qingnuo said: "Isn't it time for Yu Xinting and the others to arrive?"

Yang Jingxing became even more resentful: "I thought you thought of me, but that's what happened."
Chapter completed!