From 9 a.m., guests came one after another to burn incense and worship. The distant neighbors around him, Wang Bo team, Murakami, and the parents of the town. Her mother Zeng Fanyu successfully created the "Zengsao Mi Noodles", a local fast food and snack brand that is well-known throughout the southwest, was "selected" as a member of the CPPCC of Sifang City many years ago. Now that her husband has passed away, relevant leaders of the CPPCC of Sifang City came to pay their respects and comfort Wang Bo and his son. Although no one came from the three teams of the Municipal Party Committee, Municipal Government, and Municipal People's Congress, they also sent condolences and sent wreaths.

In addition, some of his high school classmates who stayed in Sifang Development, former head teacher Xiao Jinsong, Chinese teacher Tang Suzhen, and the managers of one or two hundred branches of "Zeng Sao Mi Noodles" also took the plane, rushed to the train, and took the bus. They traveled a long distance and were exhausted. They went to Wang Bo's home one after another, burned incense and paper for his old man, and expressed their memorial and condolences to him, the boss, and his mother.

The whole morning, from breakfast, Wang Bo basically spent it in welcoming guests from all walks of life. He was not very sad about Wang Jichang's death, and it was hard to suffer much pain. He had seen and even experienced too many deaths in his two lives, and had shed too many tears in his past and present life. To put it inappropriately, he had already been numb to death. His feelings with Wang Jichang were not very deep. Even before reconciling with Wang Jichang last night, there were many resentments he was unwilling to recall, and he wanted to cry, but couldn't cry, and couldn't be sad.

However, today when guests from all walks of life arrived, in order to be a filial son in the eyes of everyone and not to appear so "ruthless and unrighteous", he had to look haggard, painful and sad, which really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there were countless relatives and friends around, including Zeng Ping, Jiang Mei, Zheng Yan, Tian Xin and others wearing mourning clothes. Pretty and boundless people accompanied him and shared the same pain and sorrow with him. Especially the latter, because of his lack of understanding of Wang Jichang's nature, and even more unaware of the story of Wang Jichang's ruthlessness in his previous life, the story of his family being destroyed. They turned themselves into others, and felt that their boyfriend, lover, and lost his father at a young age must be extremely painful, and the girls were very sad. With the accompaniment of sorrow and joy, they could easily fall into a strong separation of life and death. Especially for those who completely regard themselves as Wang Bo's wife and Wang Jichang's daughter-in-law, they were really sad. From last night to now, they cried several times, and their eyes were still swollen.

In Wang Bo's opinion, his girlfriends are much sadder than his filial son.

After lunch, a group of dozens of cars began to drive towards Xiaohan Town, where the crematorium was located dozens of miles away. Yesterday afternoon, Wang Jichang was sent directly to the county people's hospital by his relatives for rescue. When he was still on the road, he had already died. The People's Hospital issued a death certificate and asked his family to send the body to the morgue of the funeral home. Now, the vast group of people led by Wang Bo went to the crematorium to cremate his old man's body.

At the place where the crematorium was mortalized, the Taoist priest in Taoist robe performed a ritual, held a peach wood sword, and recited a sutra that no one could understand, so he finished his reliance. After that, the workers in the crematorium took out the body from the iron freezer and prepared to send sparks.

When the body was cremated, Wang Bo drove all the girls around him to the parking dam outside, not letting them see it, so as not to have nightmares at night, leaving only his uncles with him. But Zeng Ping was about to come over and said she wanted to send her godfather for the last journey. Looking at the girl's sad appearance, Wang Bo had no choice but to agree helplessly.

Zeng Ping has always had a deep self-blame for Wang Jichang's death.

When the small iron cart covered with white cloth and lying with Wang Jichang's body was sent into the furnace door along the track, Zeng Ping, who was standing next to witness all this, could not help but cry out loud. Wang Bo could only hold Zeng Ping into his arms, and cried twice, "Yeah, ah," but he didn't cry, just howl. He had to do this, otherwise, the people around him might not say anything, but he would definitely think that he was unfilial, and his true son was not as filial as the adopted daughter adopted by Wang Jichang.

Wang Bo's uncles were also worried when they saw the two juniors hugging each other and "crying with their heads" together.

Wang Bo's aunt's eyes were red and said, "My Bo'er is really a crime. She has lost an old man at such a young age."

"That's it! When I was a few years old, my sister and Boer abandoned my mother. I finally found Brother Wang, and now my life is getting more and more prosperous, but before two years of life, Brother Wang left. It's a tragic and tragic. My Boer's life is really hard for me!" Wang Bo's second aunt also wiped the corners of her eyes and said.

"Life is so hard that I am so hard, poor baby!" Several other aunts also lamented.

Zeng Ping cried even more sadly after hearing what Wang Bo said about Wang Bo's "miserable and miserable"; but Wang Bo almost burst into laughter when he heard it. His fate in his previous life was indeed a bit miserable; but in this life after his rebirth, how could he still be connected with "miserable" and "miserable children"? It was a bit funny for the aunts to say this, which made him almost laugh.

But you must not laugh at this time. It would be a bit scary to laugh in the crematorium. So Wang Bo quickly turned around, turned his back to a group of relatives, buried his head and bit Zeng Ping's shoulders, and his shoulders kept shaking. After a while, the strong smile in his heart slowly disappeared.

However, his trembling look was seen in the eyes of a group of relatives, but he only thought he was too sad and cried with depression. So, more "miserable" and more "miserable children" came out of his aunt's mouths in a series of sighs.

Zeng Ping, who was held by Wang Bo and bitten on her shoulder, noticed Wang Bo's strangeness, but she only thought he was heartbroken.

"Wuwu...I'm sorry, Bo'er, I'm really sorry for you, sorry godmother..." The girl hugged Wang Bo hard, continued to cry, and swallowed her apologized to him.

When Wang Bo, accompanied by a group of relatives and girlfriends, returned home with Wang Jichang's urn, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

His college classmates, Wei Shousong, Tu Yunliang, Huang Liang, Xu Cheng, and Xue Fei, were all here. Many of the confidants in college and middle school, Sun Li, Han Lin, Liao Xiaoqing, Zeng Siqi, Zhou Shu, Xu Jing, Su Mengyao, Wen Xiaohan, Gong Jing, Zhang Xinyue, Zhang Li, Zhang Jing, and Zhang Wei, also arrived.

What surprised him the most was that even his three girlfriends far away in the United States, Liang Ya, Zhong Jiahui, Fang You, Liang Ya's mother Cheng Wenjin, Cheng Wenjin's fourth sister, and his youth Cheng Wenxuan appeared in front of him one by one.

"Wow" Liang Ya saw Wang Bo for the first time, she ignored the eyes of countless people around and rushed towards her boyfriend, "Sorry, Xiaobo, I'm late, I'm really sorry!" The girl cried. When her father passed away, her boyfriend was busy from beginning to end. Now that her boyfriend's father has left, she has not been able to stay by her boyfriend's side. Liang Ya felt extremely blamed herself until her boyfriend's father was cremated.

"It's not too late! Stop crying. Tonight, and tomorrow, when you, your real daughter-in-law, cry, will keep your tears first, and then you will cry." Wang Bo patted Liang Ya's back and comforted her quietly, but his eyes looked guiltyly at the other girlfriends around him, and finally turned his eyes to the head of his mother-in-law Cheng Wenjin.

Cheng Wenjin was wearing a black women's shirt inside and a windbreaker of the same color on the outside. Her black and thick hair was tied with a hairpin on the back of her head. She had almost no makeup on her face. She seemed a little haggard after sitting on the plane for more than ten hours, but her clear and transparent eyes were bright and energetic, with deep sorrow.

Wang Bo never felt sad. Even when Wang Jichang's body was pushed into the stove and was wiped out, he was not much sad. Instead, he was made to laugh by the words of several aunts.

However, at this moment, when he saw Cheng Wenjin a little haggard and dusty, Wang Bo inexplicably wanted to cry.

So he gently pushed his girlfriend away, walked to Cheng Wenjin, threw his body into Cheng Wenjin's arms, and let out a "whip" and suddenly felt sad.

"Aunt Cheng, I... like Xiaoya, I have no father anymore... Woowoo, old man, why did you leave so early? What do you ask me and mom to do in the future... Woowoowoo..."

In Cheng Wenjin's arms, Wang Bo finally became the way a child who had lost his father should be. He was no longer mature and no longer strong, and couldn't help crying.
Chapter completed!