Yuanbao takes Song Xi to the funeral hall, and leaves with the door closed. There are only four of them.

Renlina has not opened her eyes. Song Xi is just surprised for a moment. She goes forward quietly, kneels down in front of Qiao Dingxiang's coffin, and then kowtows three heads respectfully.

She stood shoulder to shoulder with the young women around her, but did not squint. When she got up, she nodded to jenlina and said softly, "Auntie, I'm sorry for your change."

Renlina's eyes are red. Don't open your eyes when you smell the words.

Song Xi immediately put his eyes on George Sheng's face, without saying a word, but quietly took out the thermos cup from his bag.

George Sheng's face was white, and his eyes were red. He was so tall, but he felt lonely and pitiful.

Song Xi looked at him, and the thermos cup in his hand stretched forward an inch, so he almost stuffed it into his hand.

The so-called silence is better than sound at this time, which is mostly such a feeling. She didn't speak, but he understood the softness in her eyes, as if to say: drink.

George Sheng held out his hand and took the thermos cup. It can be said that he was very obedient. He didn't say anything. He unscrewed the lid and drank it.

At this moment, only George Sheng himself wondered why he felt warm in his palm across the thermos cup.

After a long time, he realized that it was not the palm but the heart that felt warm.

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Song Xi took away the thermos cup, but he still didn't say much. Georges Sheng's face was light, his thin lips opened, and he said in a voice, "my sister, Qiao Aiwen."

Song Xi instinctively looked at the young woman still kneeling in front of the coffin, subconsciously nodded, "Oh."

George Sheng guessed what she was thinking, so he quietly added, "my sister, my father and mother."

As soon as the words came out, Song Xi suddenly changed his face and looked up at him.

Yes, she did think that she was just a cousin of Georgeson. It's not surprising that her surname was Joe. It's just

Same father, same mother?!

Don't say Song Xi hasn't heard of it. Even in the whole night city, no one has said that Georges Sheng still has a biological sister.

No wonder she can kneel in front of Qiao Dingxiang's body. No wonder Yuanbao says that other relatives will see you later.

The Qiao family is too big and there are too many secrets. It takes Song Xi a long time to sort out his emotions, but he doesn't know what to say for a moment. He just has an inexplicable sense of panic.

She knew very little about George Sheng. Even if she was so close to him, she still felt very far away.

Georges Sheng just told her, did not explain, once no one spoke in the mortuary, immediately dead silence.

About ten minutes later, the hall door was knocked, opened the door and came into Yuanbao. He was already wearing heavy filial piety, holding several other people's filial piety in his hands.

Song Xi's filial piety is regulated by his daughter-in-law, from head to toe, just like his son and daughter.

I knew that Qiao Dingxiang had passed away for a long time, but this moment is still sour.

Renlina just put the hat on Qiao Aiwen's head. She wanted to help her up, but she suddenly lost control of her mood and rushed to the front of the coffin, as if to hold Qiao Dingxiang and burst into tears.

Song Xi's heart is sad, see, immediately a mist.

Yuanbao looks at George Sheng, "Sheng brother, everyone has been waiting in the next room for a long time."

George Sheng was black, hiding under the big white hood. He couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. He only had a calm voice: "bring it here."

Yuanbao turns around and leaves. Song Xili tears silently. Because the hood is too big, she doesn't see when Georges Sheng comes to her. She only vaguely sees someone passing a solid handkerchief.

Looking up, she saw George Sheng's face under her wet eyelashes.

He said to her, "stop crying."

Song Xi wanted to comfort him, but he didn't want him to comfort himself in turn. For a moment, he felt sad and shed more tears.

They were standing face to face. The double doors of the mortuary hall were opened behind them. With the sound of rain and damp, a wheelchair was the first to come into view. On the wheelchair sat a thin old man with gray hair. Behind him was a middle-aged man pushing.

Song Xi heard the sound and saw that Georges Sheng also turned his head, starting from the first figure. In just a few seconds, from the dark red double fan door, dozens of people entered.

From their way of filial piety, Song Xi has seen who is the same generation as Qiao Dingxiang and who is the younger generation. Some of them have met at the foundation laying ceremony of Changning hospital, while others are completely unfamiliar.

As far as Song Xi is concerned, she can't notice everyone at once. After all, she is a couple of dozens; But for those dozens of people, Song Xi is a completely unexpected figure - a woman with a foreign surname who stands beside George Sheng and wears heavy filial piety.

Song Xi doesn't want to attract attention, so he drops his eyes without any trace. Anyway, there is Georges Sheng. Georges Sheng greets him and greets the old man in the wheelchair: "third uncle."

Then he called again: "fourth uncle, sister-in-law."

George Sheng didn't say hello to all his peers who were old enough to be his parents but elder brothers and sisters. These people had eyes and were curious to death, but they didn't ask any questions. They thought Song Xi was a transparent existence and only came forward to bid farewell to Qiao Dingxiang's body according to his generation.

Qiao Shuxin and Gu Dongxu are standing behind. The room is full of people. At first, Qiao Shuxin doesn't find Song Xi. When she comes to say goodbye, Yu Guang catches a glimpse of the woman standing next to George Sheng. He takes a close look, and then his face changes.

Gu Dongxu doesn't squint at Qiao Dingxiang in the coffin. Her eyes are red. Qiao Shuxin only looks at Song Xi for two seconds. She doesn't open her eyes and doesn't make a sound. But when she retreats to one side, she immediately steals Gu Dongxu's arm and is shocked.

Gu Dongxu's face was light, and he shook his head lightly, indicating that she would not be too busy.

When all the relatives finished the farewell ceremony, some cousins and cousins gathered around Qiao Aiwen to comfort her, some gathered around Ren Lina to accompany her, and some older ones stood in front of George Sheng and patted him on the shoulder.

The old man in the wheelchair was pushed in front of George Sheng. The man behind him said, "Lao Qi, my father has something to ask you."

George Sheng looked at the old man, "what's the matter, third uncle?"

The old man spoke with some difficulty, but he asked in a hoarse voice: "is there someone who didn't introduce him?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked to this side. Song Xi couldn't say it from the bottom of his heart.

Qiao Dingxiang's four brothers, he passed away, and his second son also left earlier. Now Qiao Dingxing, even the most senior member of the Qiao family, has a word to say, but Georges Sheng still has to respond.

Smell speech, George Sheng side head, calm look to Song Xi, "come here."

Song Xi looks up and tries to look the same. He goes to his side and stands up. George Sheng says to Qiao Dingxing, "third uncle, I haven't had a chance to tell you that I'm married. This is my wife, Song Xi."