Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Two days later.

On this day, the weather was sunny and cloudless.

In Huaxia, on the outskirts of Fenglan City, at the foot of Fenglan Mountain, there is a road leading directly to the mountain.

On both sides of the road, a wreath is placed at regular intervals, with two curtains hanging on each wreath.

At the end of this road is Fengling Cemetery.

Buzz——

At this moment, an old Hongqi car without a license plate was heading straight up the mountain.

In the car, there was a white-haired old man wearing a straight, solemn Zhongshan suit, black sunglasses, and Bluetooth headsets hanging in his ears.

Sitting in the co-pilot was an attractive woman wearing a black exquisite cheongsam, with Bluetooth headphones also hanging in her ears.

Although she is a woman, she is well-maintained and looks like she is only about thirty years old.

Behind the car's body were two black off-road vehicles.

These two cars, as well as the white-haired old man and the beautiful young woman, were exactly the plan Zhang Ye prepared for Mr. Zhao Li to show off to the senior funeral people.

At this time, the two cars were driving along the road at the foot of Fenglan Mountain, heading straight towards the Ling Cemetery on Fenglan Mountain.

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On Fenglan Mountain, in Ling Cemetery.

The scenery in the Ling Cemetery is excellent. The cement road has been repaired and can only accommodate two vehicles. Tall and straight cypress trees are planted on both sides of the road. Inside is the cemetery divided into pieces, and the cemetery is surrounded by lawns.

It is autumn at this time, and the originally green cypress trees have turned slightly yellow.

The green lawn also turns yellow along with the cypress trees.

At this time, the breeze blew by, adding a touch of sadness to the already heavy atmosphere.

All of this seems to be crying out to the injustice of God, and also seems to be complaining about leaving too early.

in Ridge Cemetery near the northwest corner.

Warm sunlight shines on a tombstone.

Above the center of the tombstone hangs a black and white photo of Zhao Li wearing a Zhongshan suit, with bright eyes and a smile.

Below, the four characters "Zhao Li's Tomb" are very conspicuous.

Behind the tombstone, there is a dug grave, only one square meter in size.

There is a rectangular urn inside.

The twilight old man, who had worked hard, tired, and suffered all his life for his children and to survive, was placed in a small rectangular box.

In front of the tombstone.

Zhao Yi turned back and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, while Zhao Na knelt on the ground, looking at her father's tombstone and the black and white photo, crying. There was a middle-aged woman whispering comfort beside her. .

Behind the two people stood a group of immediate family members, Zhao Li's former friends, and old neighbors.

Each of them was wearing black clothes and holding a bouquet of plain flowers in their hands.

Some of them kept shaking their heads and sighing, while others looked at the black and white photo of Zhao Li hanging on the tombstone, and sadness filled their hearts.

The funeral had not yet begun, but the weeping could not be heard.

The mournful music has not yet started, but everyone's hearts are being tugged hard.

Buzz——

At this time, several cars roared.

Most of the people present looked at the sound.

It was an all-black Volkswagen sedan with a white license plate, walking at the front.

Behind the car body, there is a Rolls-Royce Phantom, a Bentley Mulsanne, and a Maybach.

A total of four cars appeared in front of everyone.

Among the people, some were surprised, some shook their heads and sighed, but most of them were confused.

Only Zhao Yi, when he saw these four cars appearing, first glanced at the black and white photo of Zhao Li on the tombstone.

A complicated look flashed in his eyes, but in the end, it all turned into helplessness.

squeak--

As the black Volkswagen with a white license plate at the front stopped, the cars behind them stopped on the side of the road.

Click——

Under the gaze of everyone.

On the black Volkswagen, an old man wearing a crisp black suit stepped out of the car.

Subsequently.

A fat old man wearing a large black gown got out of the Rolls-Royce.

In the Bentley, an old man wearing a black Tang suit with a relatively well-proportioned body got out.

On the last Maybach, an old man with a cane and a very thin body stepped out.

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Led by the old man in a straight suit, there were four of them walking towards Zhao Li's tombstone.

Just by looking at the cars driven by these old men, it is not difficult to guess their respective identities.

It was those old comrades of Zhao Li.

And the purpose of their coming today is also very simple.

Come to see Zhao Li off on his last journey.

"Uncles, thank you very much for coming to attend my father's funeral..." Zhao Yi spoke in a low tone and bowed slightly to salute.

The old man in a straight suit nodded, his serious face a little moved: "Old Zhao has only been our four close friends in his life. He is gone, and we have to come and see him off for the last time."

The fat old man secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Old Zhao has been so miserable in his life, and he is still stubborn."

The old man who got off the Bentley lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and sighed: "He is most afraid of others giving him charity. As long as he corrects this problem, he will not be like this."

The old man on crutches put his hands on the crutches, shook his head and said: "Now that everyone is gone, why are you talking about this?"

"Yeah, everyone is gone now..." The old man in a straight suit sighed sadly.

Turning to look at Zhao Yi, the old man in a straight suit said, "Is everyone here?"

Zhao Yi nodded.

The old man in a straight suit also nodded, looked at the black and white portrait of his old friend on the tombstone, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Then... let's get started."

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