Kaiping ushered in the most lively day in history, since last night Kaiping's hotels and guesthouses have all been swept away, as long as the empty rooms are all booked, even Guangzhou near the highway and the airport hotels have also been booked a lot.
Kaiping also ushered in the most tense day in history, the police force to maintain order was not enough, and a lot of people were mobilized from the surrounding districts and cities, and then distributed in various streets of Kaiping, for a time from the people of Kaiping, the police and local officials were all nervous.
Because the bigwigs of Hongmen died, there are too many bigwigs here.
At eight o'clock in the morning, a long car was parked in front of the hotel where they were staying, how long the car was, from beginning to end there was no edge at all, many cars were hung with signs of Guangdong and Hong Kong, these cars were driven from Hong Kong Island, and the rest were cars from the local Situ family.
"Step, step, step" Situ Ziqing, who was dressed in pure black clothes and wearing sunglasses, followed a helper and the secretariat to the hotel and got into a car at the head of the line.
The fourth uncle silently followed behind her, and when he passed by Xiang Que's side, he gratefully forgot to look at this side, obviously his teaching last night had a role.
Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen followed closely and were just about to get into the car behind, when Situ Ziqing, who opened the car door in front, suddenly turned his head and said, "Mr.
Xiang, sit here."
Xiang Que's hand on the car door paused, hesitated a little, but still walked over, and sat in the back seat with Situ Ziqing.
"This is the flower protection," Wang Xuanzhen sat in the back speechlessly.
"You can stay with me for the past two days, and you can leave after your father's funeral?"
Situ Ziqing's voice was very crisp, and it seemed to sound fine, but she could say this pleading tone, which showed that this woman had now completely regarded Xiang Que as a rice to support herself Grass.
Sometimes people's feelings are so strange, people who have been together for many years may still have their own thoughts together, but sometimes people who have only met one or a few times can trust each other in their hearts.
Situ Ziqing now understands a truth, Xiang Que is definitely a person who has no appeal to their family, a person who has no intentions, and is worthy of her trust and temporary reliance.
The first stop of the convoy was Kaiping No. 1 Hospital, and when the car arrived, the vicinity of the hospital was already covered with people dressed in black, all of whom rushed from all over the country after the news of Situ Shengyun's death was spread, and there were actually a large number of them At this time, it is still flying in the sky, and a large number of people will arrive one after another in the next two days.
"When will your family arrive, you are the only woman who can carry the coffin" got out of the car and asked Xiang Que.
"They want to be able to get to Guangzhou this afternoon, and last night they had already started chartering a flight, and it took more than 10 hours to fly here from the United States, and it took almost a day to arrange the procedures," Situ Zizi said, pointing to a few middle-aged people standing at the entrance of the hospital, "It was Hong from Hong Kong Island and Macao."
The doormen, the family members of the two halls, they all have a great relationship with my father, and he brought them out, and in terms of generation, they can be regarded as my father's disciples, so it is understandable to let them carry the coffin."
"Second Miss, mourning" After Situ Ziqing arrived, he came over and bent down to salute with a respectful attitude.
"Uncle Heng, Uncle Chen······ It's hard work" Situ Ziqing nodded, then looked at the table below and said: "Mr.
Yin Yang said that it was timely to come out of the coffin at eight o'clock, and my eldest brother and younger brother were still on the road at this time, so I would have to trouble you about carrying the coffin."
"Second Miss is polite, it is our honor to carry Yun Ye's coffin, we can't do this except us, and we won't agree," several people hurriedly said.
At eight o'clock, Situ Shengyun's coffin was carried out of the hospital and out of the door of the morgue, and the onlookers automatically made way for it, but Situ Ziqing suddenly turned his head and saw that two lines of tears fell down the bridge of her nose under her sunglasses.
The coffin was placed on a corpse truck, with a white flower tied in front of the car and a white piece of paper pasted on the back of the car, on which were written the words "Die young, go all the way".
The convoy drove to the Kaiping Crematorium, and the convoy kept scattering paper money along the way, and after nearly ten kilometers of road convoy, the paper money was almost spread all over the street.
Situ Ziqing, who was sitting in the car, was silent all the way, and kept turning his head to look out of the car window.
After a long time, when he was about to arrive at the funeral home, Situ Ziqing, who had been silent, suddenly said: "I still have a chance to send my dad on this last journey, I'm afraid my eldest brother and younger brother will only see him for the last time."
The hearse arrives at the funeral home, the coffin is sent to the morgue, and the funeral process ends after the body is carried into the freezer.
Starting tomorrow, the funeral home will build a mourning hall for people from all over the world to pay homage to Situ Shengyun for the last time before leaving.
Some of these people did come to see this last face.
Some people may just come to see if he is dead or not.
In the afternoon, the hotel.
There were a bunch of people in Situ Ziqing's room, led by a middle-aged couple with children, and a young man in his early twenties.
"Brother, sister-in-law, brother" Situ Ziqing's eyes turned red in front of people for the first time.
No matter how strong a woman is, there is also a critical point, from Situ Shengyun's death to the present, she is only accompanied by the fourth uncle and Xiang Que, even if the two of them are close to her, they are not Situ Ziqing's relatives.
But after her eldest brother, sister-in-law and younger brother came, Situ Ziqing's critical point was time to break out, and if she didn't cry, how long would it take.
"Ziqing ······" Situ Shengyun's eldest son stepped forward and hugged her, patted Situ Ziqing's shoulder and said, "We're here, don't hold on."
"Huh" Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen were standing behind them, and when Situ Rongqing was holding her, Xiang Que's eyes suddenly aimed at the back of his head.
There is a occipital bone in the back of the human head, which is also called the posterior mountain bone, but it is called the anti-bone in the folk saying.
People have anti-bones, and their hearts are changeable.
A person with an anti-bone in the back of his head is not necessarily an anti-water person, it may also be a person with a strong mind and a strong talent, and a person with a backbone represents two possibilities, either a big traitor or a great talent.
Situ Rongqing, the occipital bone at the back of his head is abnormally protruding!
"Second sister, why is Dad gone" The young man next to him suddenly cried and hugged the two of them in a broken heart.
Situ Shengyun's youngest son, Situ Songqing, is a nerd type who has no quarrel with the world and never participates in Hongmen's affairs, and only knows how to engage in academics.
"Let's go, don't stick here, their family is sad there, what are we doing together, let's go, let's go" Wang Xuanzhen whispered in Xiang Quan's ear.