The next morning, Li Yuanlang led Bai Qing and Gu Yu to the suburban funeral home.

At the entrance of the funeral home office building, Ye Qingrou and Wang Song were talking to several men.

Seeing Li Yuanlang and the other three get off the Hongqi car, Ye Qingrou walked forward quickly.

"Brother, sister-in-law, you are all here."

She also squatted down and patted Gu Yu's arm. Ye Qingrou looked at the face that was very similar to Shui Tingyue, and couldn't help but feel sore in her nose.

Turn your face and wipe the corners of your eyes.

Wang Song nodded and greeted Li Yuanlang and Bai Qing, held his wife's arm, his face was solemn and his emotions were also low.

Although Li Yuanlang felt uncomfortable, today is extraordinary. As the former Gu family member who presided over Gu Hongyan's funeral, he could not be too sad because there were many things he needed to do.

Afterwards, Wang Song introduced those people to Li Yuanlang to meet.

These people are the main leaders of the funeral home, and due to Wang Song's relationship, they almost went out in full swing.

The Beijing Funeral Home is a first-level funeral home, and the director is at the level of a deputy department.

He has little official position, but his power is not small.

Usually, the curator rarely appears unless there is an important person.

Not to mention greeting me in person at the door.

Mainly Wang Song and Bai Qing, their father identities are prominent.

The funeral home attaches great importance to it and holds special meetings to study and deploy. It is necessary to cooperate with the family members of the deceased and do the funeral without any leakage.

The leader was even more satisfied with Wang Song and Bai Qing.

After shaking hands and greetings, the director and others politely asked Li Yuanlang and others to enter the reception room of the office building to have a short rest.

It was less than half an hour before ten o'clock, and the prison car was coming and was almost here.

As the only government official, Li Yuanlong spoke to the director and others to understand the funeral process.

At this time, someone came in and whispered in the curator's ear.

The director nodded slightly and said to Li Yuanlong and others: "The prison car has arrived. Should we go there now?"

"Yes." Li Yuanlong said on behalf of everyone.

So everyone stood up and walked out of the office building.

I saw three prison vans at the door walking down Shui Qingzhang, Gu Zhengchuan and Gu Zhenggang.

Each person has two prison guards following him.

When Li Yuanlang saw the three people in front of him, his nose was sore, and his eyes became hot, and he forced himself to not shed tears.

The men of the Gu family who once held important positions all had gray hair, especially Shui Qingzhang, and their hair turned gray.

Although Gu Zhengchuan stood up straight and tried his best to maintain his majesty, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was trying to force himself to stand up.

The Gu family collapsed, his son Gu Chuang was executed, and Gu Han was also imprisoned.

The wife could not withstand the double blow and passed away on the day of the father and son's judgment.

On the other hand, Gu Zhenggang is not much better. He hunched over and lost a lot of weight, and he had long lost his former glory.

He had a similar experience with his elder brother. Not long after he was imprisoned, his wife Xiao Yan filed for divorce.

Gu Zhenggang was arrested, and Xiao Yan was somewhat implicated.

Fortunately, the Xiao family is not a small family. After all, for the sake of Mr. Xiao, he gave Xiao Yan a light sentence and only gave a suspended sentence.

Probably afraid of finding a debt, the Xiao family forced Xiao Yan to decisively break up with Gu Zhenggang, ending the couple's marriage for twenty years.

Gu Zhenggang understood, understood, and agreed happily.

He is now alone. His daughter Gu Liuyan died in a car accident and his wife left him. In addition, he was in a deep prison. At the age of sixty, he has become a little old man.

The worst thing is Shui Qingzhang.

Last time I saw him, I could still speak normally.

But now, two prison guards need to help. After the blow of losing his wife and daughter, Shui Qingzhang struggled to stand.

He is skinny and bone-skinned, and his eye sockets are even more intense. His eyes look cloudy, dull and straight.

Considering the special situation, the three of them did not wear prison uniforms, and they all changed into new clothes and pants prepared for them in advance by Li Yuanlang.

The director said to everyone, "Time is coming soon, let's go and say goodbye to the hall."

So, Li Yuanlang and the director stood side by side, Bai Qing led Gu Yu, Ye Qingrou held Wang Song's arm, and behind the other leaders of the funeral home were Shui Qingzhang and the Gu brothers.

Everyone has two prison guards following him.

                                                              

Gu Hongyan's body lies quietly among the flowers, covered with a golden quilt.

Li Yuanlang was shocked when he saw Gu Hongyan's remains.

Gu Hongyan also had a red face, elegant and luxurious body, slightly fat and very rich.

Now her cheeks collapsed, almost like Shui Qingzhang, and she was skinny and skinny.

The gray hair is completely different from the Guhongyan that Li Yuanlang remembers.

Although there is the reason for her illness, Li Yuanlang knew very well that the trauma suffered in his mind was the most fatal one.

What is most surprising is that Gu Hongyan's eyes were not completely closed, and they were half open and half closed, and his mouth was slightly opened, giving people a feeling of dying with no eyes closed.

Li Yuanlang frowned slightly, what did the makeup artist do? Gu Hongyan's face looked gloomy and terrifying, and he couldn't bear to look at it.

The director whispered, "Dear families, our makeup artists tried every possible way, but they failed to make the deceased close their eyes and mouths."

"We can't do anything about some things, please forgive me."

Shui Qingzhang opened his mouth slightly and said weakly: "She, she is unwilling to give up. Let her go, we understand."

Gu Zhengchuan stood upright, but a line of tears had already flowed down.

But he didn't wipe it off, letting tears flow.

Gu Zhenggang's eyes were straight and he smiled bitterly, "Little sister, you, you..." He could no longer speak.

Li Yuanlang's face was solemn, his eyes were wet, looking at Gu Hongyan's body, but his mind was recalling the little things about the family being together.

As for the content of the female emcee of the funeral home reading Gu Hongyan's eulogy, he didn't listen to a single sentence.

Bai Qing stood beside Li Yuanlang, unable to observe Guyu's reaction from the corner of her eyes. From beginning to end, she grabbed Guyu's hand tightly and did not let go for a moment.

There were only about twenty people in the huge farewell hall.

Amid the low and sad music, the female host finished reading the eulogy. Following the guidance of the director, everyone circled Gu Hongyan's body, bowed three times, and said the final farewell to the deceased.

Li Yuanlang and the others were in front, Gu's family was behind, and the leaders of the funeral home were in the middle.

It was easy for others to say, but when it was Shui Qingzhang's turn, he could no longer hold on and burst into tears.

"Hongyan, Hongyan, you died unjustly, you are so pitiful! You and Xiaoyue are gone, what's the point of living? I'll just die..."

He tried his best to break free from the prison guard's hands and rushed straight to Gu Hongyan's body.

However, he was thin, even if he used all his strength, he was difficult to break free, and he stomped his feet and cried bitterly.

The crying sounds of hoarseness are moving.

Under this low atmosphere, Gu Zhengchuan and Gu Zhenggang were both crying and crying.

For a moment, everyone's heart was broken when the farewell hall was accompanied by sorrow and joy and resounding crying.

Li Yuanlang quickly came over and couldn't help but comfort him: "Dad, my mother has left. You can be mourned and keep your body mourning, don't cry..."

"You, what are you calling me?" Shui Qingzhang looked at Li Yuanlang in surprise, showing an incredible expression.

"I, what did I call?" Li Yuanlang blurted out for a moment because of his anxiety, but he did not react unnaturally.

Gu Zhengchuan sighed and persuaded: "Qing Zhang, no matter what, Yuen Long is still a person who values ​​love and friendship..."

Gu Zhenggang also sighed: "We are all like this, Yuen Long can still let us look at Hongyan for the last time. We should remember this love."

Shui Qingzhang shook his head helplessly, and tears splashed everywhere.

"You have misunderstood me. If Yuen Long can call me dad and Hongyan and mom, they can also keep their eyes closed in the underworld."

He pulled his neck and shouted at Gu Hongyan's body: "My wife, have you heard it? My son-in-law called you, Xiaoyue, you should be able to hear it too."

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A burst of crying resounded in the farewell hall again, and even the two prison guards who were holding Shui Qingzhang tightly let go.

They looked at each other and simply spread them together, allowing Shui Qingzhang to pounce on the flowers, kneel down, buried his head deep in the flowers, and cried happily.

At this time, Gu Yu, who was almost at the door, turned around and rushed to Shui Qingzhang with a expressionless face and shouted: "Grandpa, grandma's eyes are closed."

Then he walked out without looking back.
Chapter completed!