Three days passed quickly.

Old Nie's funeral went on as scheduled, at the Pingzhuang Cemetery in Qingyang County.

The news of his departure was very sudden. Many relatives and friends also rushed over to attend the mourning and funeral in the past three days.

A white wreath is placed in front of the tombstone, and the white elegiac couplets are blowing in the wind.

Accompanied by a faint sound of mourning.

The atmosphere over the entire funeral was a little solemn and sad.

A group of people stood here, all of them came to attend the funeral. They were old Nie's friends or relatives from afar.

Simple little white flowers hung on their chests, and they lined up in order to go to the tombstone to mourn.

Nie Xing stood aside with a dignified expression and returned the salute to these people. His eyes were a little red and swollen, and his whole body was in a bad state.

During these three days, he closed his eyes every day, which was the scene when his father lay in the hospital bed and asked himself:

"In the past three years, why haven't you come to see me?"

When father was leaving, he didn't answer this sentence, and he didn't dare to answer.

It has always been like a hurdle in his heart, and he can't sleep well.

At this time,

Carrying a bottle of wine, Old Wang walked to Old Nie's tombstone and sat down.

He poured out two glasses of wine, one for himself and the other for Lao Nie.

"I didn't expect you to leave as soon as you said it. You didn't even touch a sip of wine for half a year before you left. You must be greedy, right?"

"Yes, you just love to listen to what your son has to say. You are willing to say whatever he says!"

"Now that you're in the ground, he doesn't care about you anymore. Let's have a good drink together!"

......

Lao Wang looked at the posthumous photo, sat beside the tombstone and muttered to himself.

It was as if the old Nie was sitting next to him at the moment, listening to him.

He took a sip of the wine in his hand.

Another glass of wine was sprinkled on the tomb.

Seeing Old Wang just sitting next to the tombstone and talking, the elders of the Nie family also wiped their tears secretly.

"dad!"

Xiao Wang's complexion changed slightly, trying to dissuade his father.

How can anyone sit and drink beside their tombstones?

Just as he was about to step forward to stop him, he was stopped by a relative and elder of the Nie family:

"Don't go, let him talk to Lao Nie!"

The voice fell,

Xiao Wang is a little confused, what to say?

What to say?

An older person next to him explained:

"Children don't understand. In the past, we would sit beside the tombstone and talk like this when we were buried or tomb-sweeping, and then offered a pot of wine to express our condolences."

"At that time, I remember eating in front of the tombstone, as if the dead person hadn't left yet, and I poured out my heart to them. Sometimes I just sat there all morning."

"Yeah, how can a person like now sweeping graves, without emotion, burn some paper at will, pour some wine, pat his **** and go away?"

"Time has changed, and perhaps people's funerals will be simpler in the future."

"Ugh!"

......

The words of the people around made the atmosphere of the funeral a little depressed again.

"Old Nie, you must be hiding something from me! I saw it when you were leaving. Those experts who came to consult you have medals of merit on their shoulders!"

"It's strange to say that, everyone says that you are popular and have many friends! I really didn't expect you to be able to get in touch with those big men!?"

"This is what I, the old king, serve you, serve you! ..."

Old Wang just sat beside the tombstone like that, and after a few drinks, he blushed and got drunk.

The words in his mouth were also somewhat unfavorable.

Tears kept falling down.

He was trying to suppress his crying.

At this moment, he didn't know what he was talking about, but he just wanted to say more in front of Lao Nie's tombstone.

Sadness comes from the heart, along with the wine in the mouth, bitter and bitter~

Before he completely lost his temper, Xiao Wang felt a little distressed.

He quickly stepped forward to help him, helped him stand up, and walked aside.

"Dad, don't be too sad, Uncle Nie definitely doesn't want to see you like this!"

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol. Old Wang couldn't stop his tears from flowing down. He stood there crying with his head down, his voice choked.

His body trembled a little.

He, who always resented his son's comfort like this, nodded his head at this moment, and his tears continued to fall uncontrollably.

Seeing Pharaoh's state like this, everyone present felt sad.

Many people's eyes were slightly red.

In addition to relatives and friends who came here, there were also some neighbors who came to participate in the mourning.

In the hearts of all people, Lao Nie has always been a kind and warm-hearted good person. No matter who he is to, he is sincere and honest.

Such a good person is gone, more or less sadness in my heart.

Nie Xing stood in front of the tombstone, looking at his father's portrait, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

He could only kowtow twice.

Long can't afford to kneel.

Seeing this, some friends around began to whisper and sigh:

"Oh, what a wonderful person, if you say no, you'll be gone!"

"People are fragile and can't stand the toss. This old Nie has worked hard all his life, and he will suffer before he leaves."

"Yeah, I heard that Lao Nie has been suffering from the disease for more than a year, and his life is very hard. After two or three operations, he left!"

"More than a year? No wonder, seeing him this year, he feels worse and worse! I didn't even notice it at the time."

"There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time. Although this Nie Xing was picked up by him, but looking at it now, it is still filial!"

Some neighbors who knew the situation of the Nie family couldn't help it when they heard this, and lowered their voices and interjected:

"What do you know, this Nie Xing only came back three days ago. His dad has been sick for more than a year, so he just came back to take a look!"

"What, just came back?"

"Yes, it's been three years!"

"Three years!? Didn't his father come back to see him when he was sick?"

"Damn, he said he was busy with work. Old Nie called him a lot, but he heard that he couldn't get through at all. That's all, Old Nie is still hiding things from others, so that others don't know the situation of this kid. , UU reading www.uukanshu.com is protecting it!"

"What kind of work can he not go home for three years in a row? Who is he, who is the boss of the company? If I leave him, a company will not live? I didn't expect this kid to be such a person. I am so disappointed. I thought He is a dutiful son!"

"Speaking of which, Lao Nie has been stubborn all his life, and insists on being such an adopted son! How many times did he persuade him not to listen, but in the end he was the one who suffered? However, I heard from those who visited Lao Nie in the hospital before that, His identity is unusual, the hospital director personally came forward, and more than a dozen military region experts jointly consulted for him!"

"Is there such a thing? It's impossible. Old Nie is just an ordinary worker like us. How can I get a chance to get in touch with such a big man?"

"I'm really not sure, didn't you listen to what Lao Wang said when he was drunk? Those consultants still have medals on their shoulders!"

"He was drunk and talking nonsense, do you really believe it?"

"Don't think about it, this kind of thing has been passed on from ten to ten, where can it be true?"

at the same time,

Su Chen's figure was standing not far away, watching Nie Yugang's entire funeral process, and looked down at his watch.

Time is up!

It's time to show up...

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