Chapter 395 Grandma Wang’s Funeral

Author: Pure Eleven

Si Mochen walked in front, shook his head slightly and said "It's okay", then nodded to several other members of the Wang family, and walked to the coffin.

At this time, the incense table in front of the soul has been removed, and the futon on the ground has also been removed.

Si Mochen didn't care at all. He reached out and touched the lid of Grandma Wang's wooden coffin gently, then took two steps back and bent his knees directly to the ground.

The interior hall of the funeral parlor has a cement floor with a layer of loose soil on top.

When Si Nian saw his mother bending her knees, she also knelt down behind her right side.

Zhu Lin and Yin Pei wanted to stop them, but it was too late, so they watched the mother and daughter finish their salute.

As soon as Si Mochen and Si Nian stood up, the person delivering the mourning scarf came in.

There were two juniors from the Wang family, each holding a tray with more than a dozen white headscarves in their hands.

Several immediate relatives of the Wang family reached for one and tied it on their heads. The remaining ones, no matter how many, would be hung on the bodies of filial sons and filial grandsons.

After several relatives took away their mourning scarves, there were still about a dozen left in the tray.

Si Mochen stepped forward, picked up one and tied it on his head without hesitation. After tying it, he took out another one and tied it on Si Nian's behalf.

The Wang brothers have been standing at the very back, waiting for people to finish taking away the filial piety scarves, and then wear the rest.

Seeing the actions of Si Nian and his daughter at this time, even Wang Chengzhao, who had always been calm, had red eyes.

If you are not a direct relative, wearing a mourning scarf means it is unlucky for you.

Therefore, unless they are direct relatives within two generations, no one else will get the mourning scarf.

"Mochen."

"Sister."

Wang Chengzhao and Wang Chenglin spoke almost at the same time.

"I'm a daughter, so of course I have to wear it. When my parents left, weren't they given to me by my eldest brother and Cheng Lin?"

At that time, there were no other direct relatives in the Si family, and even Men Yanfeng, the son-in-law, stood by and watched. It was the two brothers of the Wang family who took the lead and gave bells to the two elders of the Si family as sons with a foreign surname.

Si Mochen will naturally remember such kindness in his heart.

Wang Chengzhao nodded and said no more.

The cremation vehicle from the funeral home is already waiting downstairs.

The time also happened to be eight o'clock in the morning.

After Wang Chengzhao threw the porcelain bowl in front of the coffin, several people came in, one after the other, and lifted the wooden coffin one on the left and the other on the right.

A dozen people from the inner and outer halls took two separate cars and followed the hearse pulling the wooden coffin in front to the crematorium.

After entering the crematorium, relatives can't cry until the wooden coffin is pushed in.

Behind the wooden coffin, a dozen people were kneeling in the dark.

Maybe it was because they had been too sad these days, and the unhappiness suppressed in their hearts was released, and a few people started crying louder.

The Wang brothers are no exception.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are already fathers, they are fifty years old, hold important positions, and have their own business, but in front of their parents they will always be children.

The moment the wooden coffin was pushed in, they changed from children with a mother to children without a mother.

The cremation ceremony was carried out step by step.

By the time Wang Yanxun took out Grandma Wang's urn, it was already 9:30 in the morning.

The group of people took the car to the cemetery again.

The graves of the old people from the scientific research institute who died are all in the Eastern Suburb Cemetery.

This is a cemetery specially approved by the government ten years ago, and the level of treatment is the same as that of martyrs.

Grandma Wang’s grave is in the middle of the cemetery, next to the grave of Grandpa Wang who died a few years ago.

The two tombstones in front of the grave of their two elders are Sinian's grandparents.

Si Mochen walked in and stood in front of the newly opened cemetery. He saw the two familiar tombstones at a glance, and the tears that he had put away instantly flowed out.

Dig the soil, place the urn, fill the soil, and build the tomb.

A series of procedures are carried out in an orderly manner.

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