"If you can't find other clues, you will come back temporarily first." Li Lang sighed, hung up the phone, hit a car and went straight to the Xishan cemetery.
Xishan Tomb Fair is the place where Song Hongniang held a funeral.
When Li Lang arrived, the traffic around the entire Xishan Cemetery was seriously blocked.
Fortunately, Li Lang did not drive himself.
After Li Lang got out of the taxi, he looked up towards the front, and saw the road in front of him two or three miles, and it spread to the mountain, all of which were crowded with people.
After a little inquiries, Li Lang knew that these people came to participate in Song Hongniang's funeral.
This Song Hongniang was so loved so much?
Li Lang was a little stunned. He didn't expect an old guy who saw the money so heavy and supported a woman to be a kind of flesh business. It would be so popular.
"Hey, I didn't expect Mr. Song to really leave."
"If it wasn't for Master Song, I am afraid I would have been alive."
"Yeah, Father Song asked me to find the hope of life again. Now I marry a wife and have a child, and I have lived a normal life, all because of Father Song."
"Woohoo, although I didn't go out and did not go to college, I lived up to Grandpa Song's expectations, but I really lived seriously and never thought about giving up again."
"Uncle Song once told me that as long as you make money based on the ability, you don't need to be low three or four, no matter what you do, I remember, but why did you suddenly leave?"
Many people are sobbing secretly.
Among those people, there are men and women, there are old and young, and there are even some successful people in suit and leather shoes.
Many people drive the cars of a million levels.
Some people seem to have just got the news, and wearing the clothes of sanitation workers.
Some people hold a big spoon in their hands and wear chefs. It looks like that, as if to stir -fry the vegetables halfway and run over.
The form is colorful, the three teachings and nine streams, they have only one purpose today, hanging up for Song Hongniang.
While walking and hearing the low discussion of those people, Li Lang suddenly discovered that Song Hongniang did much more than he saw.
"This old guy, he died." Li Lang sighed, and he felt squeezed to the front.
There is the place where Song Hongniang was buried.
A few women in Qingzi and the Red Light Cottage are wearing black clothes and red eyes.
As soon as Li Lang came, Qingzi quickly greeted him, and there was a hoarseness in his voice: "Brother Li, are you here?"
"Well, didn't you come late?" Li Lang nodded.
"No." Qingzi squeezed a smile, "I'll introduce you to you."
While talking, Qingzi took out a tone tape and shouted loudly: "Everyone, everyone is quiet. You can come to the funeral of the old man today, prove that the old man has not seen the wrong person, you are all good people, we are all friends.
The old man said before leaving that let us continue to develop, and the new president of the Red Mother will be him. "
Raise his hand and finger Li Lang.
Everyone's eyes are looking at Li Lang.
Li Lang can see that many people's eyes still question themselves.
But these are not important.
Li Lang just nodded gently and took the soundtrack: "I know, you are strange to me, but what I have done by Mr. Song will continue.
Let's live a good life. "
Most of the scenes were ordinary people.
They have no ambitions, and some just try to live a hard life as well as possible.
Therefore, Li Lang also understands that it is useless to face them even more.
However, Li Lang's words did not get much response.
Almost everyone is silent.
After all, Song Hongniang was ingrained in their minds, and suddenly another stranger replaced Song Hongniang's position. No one would accept it easily.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the crowd.
The mad sound sounded suddenly.
"Yo, I didn't expect Song Hongniang to choose the successor. I thought Qingzi would become the president of the new Red Mother's Association."
More than a dozen people with shirts, holding a stick in their hands, pushed away the people who blocked in front of them, rushed to Qingzi and Li Lang in front of them.
This group of people is not someone else, it is the Black brother.
Black Brother looked up and down, and then looked at the women wearing black in black, moving the talker: "Beautiful women, now Song Hongniang died, you may be even more sad in the future.
Do you want to walk with Black Brother, Black Brother finds you a better home? "
"Oh!" One of the women took a sip towards the Black Brother and vomited directly on the face of Black Brother: "You are a beggar, you can't even eat the meal, and give us a home?"
Black Brother raised his hand to wipe off his face, and licked it with his tongue. Instead of being angry, he grinned and laughed: "Yo, people say that the lady's saliva is all showing, I didn't believe it before, now
It seems that it is really the same. Hey, Lao Tzu is a beggar, are you still afraid of your saliva? However, the Black Brother also knows how to pity the fragrance, how about it, how about going to the Black Brother now? "
While talking, Black Brother went forward to pull the woman's hand.
The woman raised her hand to pull the Black Brother, but was grabbed the wrist by the Black Brother: "Smart, Lao Tzu gives you a face? Damn, although Lao Tzu is a beggar, he is also a beggar.
Once, you will not think that you can still be protected by the shit matchmaker? Today I will give you a chance. If you ca n’t catch it, do n’t say that Lao Tzu did n’t remind you, think about it, if there is no Song Hongniang, you will follow you in the future.
Can you live? Hum, as long as Lao Tzu is willing to ensure that you have no business every day. "
After the threat, Black Brother would pull his hands and prepare to take the woman into his arms.
But whoever thought, Black Brother was suddenly stopped by one hand.
The person who shot is Li Lang.
"Although Song Hongniang died, the people of the matchmaker would not be bullied by anyone." Li Lang was bland, grabbing Black Brother's wrist, and squeezing it gently.
Black Ge's face was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He quickly collected the phone back, shaking his hands like an electric shock, and kept scolding in his mouth.
After the pain was relieved, Black Brother stared at Li Lang in a poisonous manner, and the corner of his mouth was ridiculed: "Boy, look at you and pure, but I did not expect that the hands are quite big. Why, you will not really think that you have taken over the matchmaker.
Yes, you can support the matchmaker? Haha, don't dream during the day. "
Li Langmu didn't dodge at all, staring at the Black Brother, but frowned uncomfortably.
Since the appearance of Black Brother, Li Lang has felt that Black Brother's voice is a bit familiar.
Now it is basically determined that Black Brother turned out to be the one who answered Feng Mingyuan's phone.
who is he?
Why hold Feng Mingyuan's mobile phone?
He was doubtful, but Li Lang was not in a hurry to ask, but said with no expression: "If you come to the funeral, we welcome, if you are not participating in the funeral, please roll out immediately, do not disturb the cleanliness of Mr. Song."