370: C370 During the Funeral

C370 During the Funeral

In the auditorium where old master Kang's funeral was held, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

A group of people gathered at a dining table in twos and threes, talking about old master Kang's past.

After Bai Nianxi sent Kang Mobei off with her eyes, she maintained a smile and continued to do what she needed to do to greet the people attending the funeral.

Outside the auditorium, snowflakes were falling from the sky. The snowflakes covered the entire sky and seemed to have calmed the A City down. All the noise and noise had been settled for the time being.

Bai Nianxi chatted with a few of the people who came. Then she led Luoluo to the outside of the hall and quietly admired or observed the falling snowflakes. From time to time, they looked into the distance. Bai Nianxi's tranquil heart did not recall any past. She just enjoyed this rare tranquility.

In the distance, Bai Nianxi was quietly waiting for Kang Mobei to finish his business and return to the hall. Her figure seemed to be waiting for him, but also seemed to be looking at the scenery.

"Mommy, it's so cold. Let's go in. " Luoluo rubbed his hands and his face was slightly red.

"Okay. " Bai Nianxi smiled faintly and wrapped Lele tighter in her arms, in case the cold wind had a crack that could drill through and make Lele catch a cold. Then she held Luoluo's hand and walked towards the depths of the auditorium.

When Bai Nianxi looked back for the last time, she saw Kang Mobei's figure slowly returning.

Kang Mobei stood at the entrance of the auditorium and brushed off the snowflakes on his body. He looked up and saw Bai Nianxi's gaze waiting for him. Kang Mobei faintly smiled at Bai Nianxi.

Bai Nianxi raised her arm and looked at her watch. "It is almost 1 o'clock. It is time to go to the cemetery. "

"Yes. " Kang Mobei nodded and continued to work.

Kang Mobei said to Kang Leeqing and packed up the things old master Kang had left behind before he died. After putting them in the leading car, the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied Kang Xinyue, who kept crying, and sat in the car.

As soon as the car started, there was a continuous stream of cars following behind. After the guests had lunch, they would follow the Kang family to the cemetery. The long line of cars that kept moving forward was to see old master Kang off for the last time.

The cemetery was quieter than any other place. If there were any sounds, it would be sad and sad cries.

Old master Kang's tombstone was located on a hill in the southeast direction of the cemetery. He could actually take a bird's eye view of more than half of the A City. Below his feet was a noisy city, but this place was incomparably quiet. It was a land of good fortune.

"Wuwuwu. . . " Kang Xinyue's tears seemed to not be able to stop. These few days, her crying almost never stopped. She would wake up crying in the middle of the night. Her father suddenly left and Kang Xinyue was somewhat unable to withstand this change.

Kang Leeqing wanted to comfort Kang Xinyue, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that his throat was choking and he could not speak.

Bai Nianxi smiled bitterly. She could understand the feelings of the two elders, but she did not have the appropriate words to comfort them.

"Aunt, can you help me take care of Lele?" Bai Nianxi carried Lele to Kang Xinyue's side and asked in a low voice.

Kang Xinyue nodded subconsciously and took Lele into her arms.

Lele's small face was filled with the unknown of purity and hope. Kang Xinyue looked at Lele's face and smiled bitterly. Her throat was choked and made a strange sound.

"So cute. . . " Kang Xinyue sniffled and raised her hand to stroke Lele's little face.

The only thing Bai Nianxi could do was to divert Kang Xinyue's attention. She did not expect that the warmth of the family would also spread even more because of her actions.

"The auspicious time has come. Mr. Kang, let's begin the ceremony. " The priest at the side whispered to Kang Leeqing.

Kang Leeqing nodded with a heavy face. He held old master Kang's urn with trembling hands, and his tears dripped down.

The hole where the urn had been dug was filled with the fresh flowers left behind by the worshippers. Kang Leeqing knelt on the ground and looked straight into the hole. The hole was very deep, and it was very dark inside. Kang Leeqing could not see anything clearly.

"Dad, this place is very dark. Are you afraid?"

Kang Leeqing held the urn with both hands and slowly lowered it into the hole. His heart was strongly protesting the actions of his hands. This intense internal conflict made Kang Leeqing open his mouth but he was speechless. Only tears flowed out.

"Wuwu. . . Dad, I'm sorry. . . I will definitely come and see you often. . . Wuwuwu. . . Dad, don't be afraid staying here. Your son will come and accompany you often. . . "

Kang Leeqing's trembling hands finally placed the urn into the hole. His wailing tears were like the Yellow River that had been opened, unable to stop flowing out from his heart.2

"Grandfather. . . " Kang Mobei muttered to himself. His eyes stared at the tombstone, at the last photograph of his grandfather that was stuck to the tombstone.

Bai Nianxi held Kang Mobei's hand tightly and used this method to give him some strength.

Kang Mobei held Bai Nianxi's hand back and held it tightly, as if he was afraid of losing it.

The oppressive atmosphere made everyone who came to pay their respects feel depressed. Those who touched the scene shed tears. Tears fell from old master Kang, who had once lived in their world. . .

Shen Shimo was sent to the hospital. The doctors looked at the shocking wounds all over his body and clicked their tongues. Although they had expected that there would be a group fight, the doctors seemed to be used to seeing the actions of the rich people. The doctors who should have called the police did not plan to call the police.

"Nose fracture, loose teeth, broken front teeth, and broken ribs. After the external injuries are treated, we will enter the operating theater for surgery. " The doctor reported Shen Shimo's injuries coldly. After recording the diagnosis, he put his hands in his pockets and left the ward.

In the ward, besides Shen Shimo, there were two of his subordinates. Their injuries were not much lighter than Shen Shimo's.

"Call that old woman Yao Mei over!" Shen Shimo said fiercely. The leak caused by the broken front teeth made Shen Shimo's voice very vague.

The subordinates who were guarding on both sides heard him and said hesitantly and timidly, "Young Master, you still have to perform surgery. Later. . . "

"Call that old woman Yao Mei over for me!" Shen Shimo roared angrily.

"Yes!" His hands did not say anything more. He quickly took out his phone with trembling hands and contacted Yao Mei.

Yao Mei was at home and kept clicking her tongue as she looked at the news. She saw. . . It was the news of old master Kang's burial. Some reporters were suspicious of old master Kang's sudden death and did not want to give up on the explosive news. They were filming the whole time.

Even if she was concerned about what happened in Kang family, Yao Mei did not think that the bad things that happened in Kang family were caused by her. In her heart, she did not feel guilty at all.

For example, old master Kang's death had nothing to do with her. The Kang's was "unlucky. " That was also because the Wai family had nothing to do with her, Yao Mei.

Yao Mei, who was watching the news of the Kang family like she was watching a joke, received a call from Shen Shimo's subordinate.

"You want me to go to the hospital? Got it. " Yao Mei sneered and hung up the phone.

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