The next morning, Li Yuanlang took Bai Qing and Gu Yu by car to a 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 three of them getting off the red flag car, Ye Qingrou hurried forward to greet them.

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

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

He turned around and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Wang Song greeted Li Yuanlang and Bai Qing respectively with a nod, and took his wife's arm, his face solemn and his mood equally low.

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

Later, Wang Song introduced those people to Li Yuanlang.

These few people are the main leaders of the funeral home. Because of Wang Song's relationship, almost all of them are dispatched.

Jingcheng Funeral Parlor is a first-class funeral parlor, with the director having the rank of deputy director.

The official position is not big, but the power is not small.

The curator rarely shows up unless important people appear.

Not to mention being greeted at the door in person.

Mainly Wang Song and Bai Qing, whose fathers are prominent.

The funeral home attaches great importance to it and holds special meetings to study and plan it. It must cooperate with the family of the deceased and make the funeral seamless.

Wang Song and Bai Qing could not find fault, and the chief was even more satisfied.

After shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries, the curator and others politely allowed Li Yuanlang and the others to walk into the reception room of the office building for a short rest.

It was less than half an hour before ten o'clock, and the prison van was on its way, and was almost there.

Li Yuanlang, as the only government official, talked to the curator and others to understand the funeral process.

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

The curator nodded slightly and said to Li Yuanlang and others: "The prison van has arrived. Should we go there now?"

"Okay." Li Yuanlang expressed his position on behalf of everyone.

So, everyone got up and walked out of the office building.

I saw three prison cars at the door, and Shui Qingzhang, Gu Zhengchuan and Gu Zhenggang stepped out respectively.

Each person was accompanied by two prison guards.

When Li Yuanlang saw the three people in front of him, his nose could not help but feel sore and his eye circles were hot, and he tried not to shed tears.

The men of the Gu family who once held important positions all had gray hair, especially Shui Qingzhang, whose hair was completely white.

Although Gu Zhengchuan straightened his body and tried his best to maintain his dignity, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was trying to maintain his composure.

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

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

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

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

Gu Zhenggang was arrested, and Xiao Yan was implicated to some extent.

Fortunately, the Xiao family is not a small family. After all, for the sake of Mr. Xiao, Xiao Yan was given a lighter sentence and was only given a suspended sentence.

Probably fearing retribution, the Xiao family forced Xiao Yan to decisively cut off from Gu Zhenggang, ending the couple's 20-year marriage.

Gu Zhenggang understands, understands, and readily agrees.

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

The worst one is Shui Qingzhang.

The last time I saw him, he could still speak normally.

But now, he needs the support of two prison guards. After losing his wife and daughter, Shui Qingzhang has difficulty standing.

He became skinny and skinny, his eye sockets became even more sunken, and his eyes looked cloudy, dull, and straight.

Considering the special situation, the prison authorities did not wear prison uniforms for the three of them. They all put on new clothes and pants that Li Yuanlang had prepared for them in advance.

The curator said to everyone: "The time is almost up, let's go to the farewell hall."

So, Li Yuanlang and the director were in front 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.

Each person is accompanied by two prison guards.

& nbsp p; Twenty people slowly move towards the farewell hall.

Gu Hongyan's body lay quietly among flowers, covered with a golden blanket.

Li Yuanlang couldn't help being surprised when he saw Gu Hongyan's remains.

Gu Hongyan turned out to be rosy-faced, graceful, slightly fat, and very wealthy.

But now, her cheeks are sunken, almost like Shui Qingzhang, skinny and skinny.

The gray hair is completely different from the Gu Hongyan in Li Yuanlang's impression.

Although there were reasons for her illness, Li Yuanlang knew very well that the trauma suffered by her soul was the most fatal.

The most surprising thing is that Gu Hongyan's eyes are not completely closed, but are in a half-open and half-closed state, and his mouth is slightly open, giving people the feeling of not being able to rest in peace.

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

The curator explained in a low voice, "Dear family members, our makeup artists have tried all kinds of methods, but we can't get the deceased to close his eyes and mouth tightly."

"There are some things that we can't do anything about, so please forgive me."

Shui Qingzhang opened his mouth slightly and said feebly: "She, she is unwilling, let her go, we understand."

Gu Zhengchuan stood upright, but tears were already flowing down his face.

He didn't wipe it away, but let the tears continue to flow.

Gu Zhenggang's eyes went straight, and he smiled miserably, "Little sister, you, you..." He could no longer say anything.

Li Yuanlang's face was solemn and his eyes were moist. He looked at Gu Hongyan's body, but in his mind he was recalling every detail of the family's time together.

As for the content of Gu Hongyan's eulogy read by the female emcee of the funeral home, he didn't listen to a word of it.

Bai Qing stood next to Li Yuanlang, watching Gu Yu's reaction from the corner of her eyes. From the beginning to the end, she held Gu Yu's hand tightly and never let go.

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

Amidst the low mournful music, the female emcee finished her eulogy. According to the curator's instructions, everyone circled around Gu Hongyan's body, bowed three times, and said their final farewell to the deceased.

Li Yuanlang and others are in the front, the Gu family is in the back, and in the middle are the leaders of the funeral home.

It was okay for others, but when it was Shui Qingzhang's turn, he couldn't hold on any longer and burst into tears.

"Hongyan, Hongyan, you died unjustly, you are so pitiful! You and Xiaoyue are gone, what's the point of my life, I might as well just die..."

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

However, his body was so thin that even with all his strength, it was difficult to break free. He stamped his feet and cried bitterly.

The hoarse cry was moving.

Under this gloomy atmosphere, brothers Gu Zhengchuan and Gu Zhenggang burst into tears and cried again and again.

For a time, there were sad music and loud cries in the farewell hall, and everyone's heart was broken.

Li Yuanlang hurried over and couldn't help but comforted: "Dad, my mother has passed away. Please accept my condolences and don't break your body from crying..."

"You, what did you call me?" Shui Qingzhang looked at Li Yuanlang in surprise, with an incredible expression.

"I, what did I call?" Li Yuanlang blurted out because he was anxious, but he didn't have any unnatural reaction.

Gu Zhengchuan sighed and persuaded: "Qingzhang, no matter what you say, Yuen Long is still a person who values ​​love and justice..."

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

Shui Qingzhang shook his head helplessly, tears flying everywhere.

"You have misunderstood me. If Yuen Long can call me dad and Hong Yan mom, they and their daughter can rest in peace even if they are under the clouds."

And he pulled his neck and shouted at Gu Hongyan's body: "Honey, did you hear that? My uncle called you, Xiaoyue, you should be able to hear it too."

Woo woo woo...

A burst of crying echoed through the farewell hall again, and even the two prison guards who were clinging to Shui Qingzhang relaxed slightly.

They looked at each other and simply walked away together, leaving Shui Qingzhang to throw himself next to the flowers, kneel down, bury his head deep in the flowers, and cry happily.

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

Then he walked out without looking back.
Chapter completed!