The day of commander Qin's funeral was the busiest.

Jiang Xiu, Yin Fei, Wen Xixin and Qin Ying are busy walking around. They are too tired to greet the guests. The next morning, Jiang Xiu changes into a long black dress, wears a hemp and wears filial piety, and walks in the front of the funeral procession holding the portrait of commander Qin.

From time to time, some people wonder: "why is the spirit giver a girl? I heard that the old commander had only one grandson. "

Jiang Xiu wore filial piety on her head, which covered most of her face, but her gender could still be seen from her figure.

Immediately there was humanity: "don't you know that? This is the eldest miss of the Ding family. She just came back from abroad, just like commander Qin's parents and grandchildren. Before he died, commander Qin specially ordered Miss Ding to take him on the last journey. It is said that she left a lot of things for Miss Ding! "

"Crouching trough... The Ding family is already dead. There is the Qin family behind it! This big sister and small sister Ding must be hot in the Beijing circle now. "

"That's not true, but you'd better have a rest. They have been married for a long time, and their children are all three years old."

"Married?"?? Why didn't you hear about the Ding family? "

"It's said that the eldest lady doesn't like to be lively. She married her husband abroad, which is very kind."

"So..."

……

The crowd was talking, but there was only a snow-white road in front of Jiang Xiu's eyes.

The sound of Suona is very sharp and full of vicissitudes, just like an old man sighing in his ear.

A gust of wind rolled up a few petals flying in the air. Behind Jiang Xu was a solemn funeral procession. The black coffin was surrounded by white flowers, just like the magnificent and ups and downs of the old commander's life.

The tears of Jiang Xiu's eyes were dried. She stood aside with red eyes and looked at the coffin in the earth pit dug in advance, and then covered it with shovels of earth, burying the coffin tightly and never seeing it again.

Jiang Xu watched the people set up the tombstone and saw the epitaph and the picture of commander Qin.

His expression was serious, but in Jiang Xu's eyes, he was kind-hearted, which was the warm appearance she had longed for.

The epitaph of commander Qin is a great achievement specially written by today's president. Only the last sentence is explained by the old commander.

He said: "if you are humble and dare not forget to worry about your country, you still have to close the coffin."

The old commander was still thinking about the country before he died.

"Don't cry, little girl." Suddenly, a kind and gentle voice rang out.

Jiang Xiu raised his head and saw a face that was familiar and strange.

The old man in front of him looks old, but he is still hale and hearty, wearing a meticulous black suit, with a solemn face.

Behind him were several bodyguards with live ammunition, always on guard.

Jiang Xu once met the old man, but he was not impressed.

With Jiang Xiu's puzzled eyes, the old man said with a smile, "are you the little girl of the Ding family? I gave you a prize before. Don't you remember me? "

"..." Jiang Xu stepped back and said, "no, I'd like to greet you."

"Don't be so stiff." The president said with a smile: "when I saw you four years ago, I liked you very much. You are very talented, and you are bound to contribute to the medical cause. See you now. You've changed a lot since four years ago. "

"Maybe it's because I've lived abroad for some time," Jiang said

You looked at the completed tomb and sighed, "don't be too sad. Life and death are impermanent. Lao Qin has no regrets in his whole life. Although his son is not successful, his grandson has the ability to support the Qin family. In addition, he has such a small cotton padded jacket as you, so he has enjoyed his family happiness. "

Jiang Xu reluctantly laughed, "yes. Thank you for your comfort. "

Your excellency patted her on the shoulder and turned away.

Jiang Xu looked at his back.

This old man is quite different from Gu Zheng's description of his father. He is gentle and kind, but in Gu Zheng's cognition, his father is just a cold and emotionless symbol.

"All right." Qin Ying waved in front of Jiang Xu: "come and say goodbye to your grandfather."

The funeral is coming to an end.

Jiang Xu wiped his tears and said, "OK."

She knelt down with Qin Ying before the tombstone and kowtowed to commander Qin three times. Jiang Xu said softly, "grandfather Qin, I hope you can have a good life in the sky as well."

Qin Ying said faintly: "how old are you? Do you still believe that people will become stars when they die?"

Jiang Xu said, "how do you know you won't become a star?"

“……”

Jiang Xu said: "grandfather Qin, you must be happier than me."

Qin Ying pursed her lower lip and said, "rest in peace."

Two people kowtow again, just stand up.

The grand funeral is over.

Death is like a lamp out. If a lamp can be lit again, people will never come back.

Maybe after the funeral, Jiang Xu dreamed about LAN Jinxi's funeral that night.

Jiang Xu didn't see LAN Jinxi's body, because Mr. Lan was afraid of scaring her and leaving a psychological shadow on her. Jiang Xu was most impressed by her mother's blood flow, but she seemed to fall asleep in her arms. Later, the funeral was very simple. Maybe the LAN family was already in a hurry at that time, only when they finally went to the grave, Mr. LAN asked Jiang Xiu to kowtow carefully in front of the tomb.

In her dream, she knelt down in front of LAN Jinxi's tomb and cried and asked Mr. LAN: "grandfather... Mother has gone to heaven. Why doesn't she take Jiang Jiang with her? I want to go to my mother's place... "

But Mr. LAN didn't answer this question. He just said, "Jiang Jiang, you have to learn to grow up."

……

Why grow up?

What a price to pay when you grow up... You're covered with bruises, life is not like death

I would rather end my life when I love the world most than go through all the unbearable things coldly.

In her dream, she was haunted by nightmares, unable to struggle out. Her head was covered with cold sweat, and her fingers were holding the sheet, in general agony.

Suddenly, the door creaked, the door was pushed open, and the light was not turned on. Then the bright moonlight outside the window came to the bedside. He stood by the bedside for a long time. When he heard the girl on the bed asking for help, he finally sat down by the bedside.

She said: "please, help me... Take me out..."

He clasped the girl's wrist, tightly, as if she would suddenly disappear in general, voice is very weak: "I save you, how do you repay me?"

Jiang Xiu was in a nightmare. Naturally, he couldn't answer. He just asked for help unconsciously.