My Third Gentleman

Chapter 689 Funeral (11)

After all, Wushuang's surname is Jing, and he must inherit the Jing family. If Xia Ziwei can sincerely regret inheriting the Xia family, that would be the best thing.

However, Mu Jinchen wouldn't say anything about it. If Xia Ziwei's transformation was directed at the Xia family, it would be unnecessary.

The funeral homes and crematoriums in S City are all close to the interstellar cemetery. After the tribulation, they were sent to the crematorium. When they finally paid their respects, the three women of the Xia family cried again, especially when the coffin was covered. Xia Ziwei was crying on the coffin so much that Tang Mubai was so sad that he stepped forward and pulled her away.

The Xia family is exactly the opposite of the Mu family. The Mu family is yang prosperous and yin declines, and Xia family yin is prosperous and yang declines. After Xia Jinrong is gone, except for Xia Jingshan, there are only a few female families left. If the big family business falls on a few women Sha Muxue and Jing Wushuang looked so thin on the woman who didn't let the beard, it was really sad.

Mu Jinchen hugged Wushuang tightly, and Jing Hongyuan pushed Xia Muxue and the bereavement relatives and friends into the vehicle prepared long ago and followed the hearse to the crematorium.

Xia Muxue and Xia Ziwei trembling and personally pressed the button to send Xia Jinrong's coffin into the crematorium. Everything he had in his lifetime was reduced to ashes with the pressing of this button, and finally only a small urn was left. Into the coffin.

Wushuang's red and swollen teary eyes stared at the leaping flame for an instant, the temperature of his skin was hot, but his heart was cold.

From a young age, her elders taught her that God has eyes, kindness is rewarded, and she must be a kind girl, so that she will be rewarded.

However, today she saw with her own eyes a kind-hearted elder flying into disaster, turning to ashes in her prime of life. She couldn't help but question that. If the sky has eyes, a good person like my uncle should be allowed to start and end well. If the sky has eyes, it shouldn't Let him be upright all his life, and the white-headed grandfather who defended his family and the country gave the black-headed man...

Does Cangtian really have eyes?

Mu Jinchen looked at the strong girl distressedly. After crying for a few days, she became ill. She became thinner and thinner. If she could, she would like to bear all this for her. However, no, she can only let her go slowly. When he came out, all he could do was to take good care of her and look at her heartache.

The interstellar cemetery buried countless heroes in S City. Whether it was a high-ranking official or ordinary people, it is only fair after death. It is just a columbarium, a tombstone, a few feet of land, something desperately chasing. Those who are not brought in by birth will not be taken with them when they die. How many people can truly be named in history?

Relatives and friends put the white flowers in their hands in front of the tombstone one by one, and then relieved them a few words, and then gradually left.

Xia Muxue was unable to get up in a wheelchair, and Jing Hongyuan accompanied her to see off relatives and friends at the entrance.

Xia Ziwei was holding the black and white portrait of Xia Jinrong and standing there with red eyes, Tang Mubai walked over and hugged her shoulders and said, "Weiwei, I will send you back first."

Xia Ziwei turned her head and tears came out again. From the mourning hall to the crematorium to the cemetery, it was like her own funeral. Only Tang Mubai cared about him from time to time. However, among all the people, she hurt. The most person is also Tang Mubai.

Tang Mubai looked at her hurting eyes. He really saw many things that others might not see or would not want to see. His voice became a little bit more pitiful, "Uncle is watching in heaven, don't let him He walked uneasy."

(End of this chapter)