On the last day of the funeral, the coffin and urn are buried.
Lin Kemei was wearing a black satin dress, her hair was tied up with a black ribbon, she was holding Lin Zhenxiong's urn in her hand, and a large white camellia pinned to her chest.
Workers have already dug the pit, and Lin Zhenxiong¡¯s tombstone is placed next to it.
"Let's start!" Fan Xiangxian took a deep breath and said.
Lin Kemei stepped forward and gently placed the urn in her hand into the pit.
The workers began to erect monuments and cover the soil.
Mother and daughter Fan Xiangxian and Lin Kemei, along with Auntie Guan and several servants from the Lin family, looked on.
Yan Ziyi was also supervising the work.
"Wait, wait!" At this moment, a sharp female voice suddenly shouted.
Lin Kemei frowned and saw her father's lover, Gong, crying and wanting to come over to see Lin Zhenxiong one last time.
Gong¡¯s funerals these days were held at the Lin family¡¯s old house, but she couldn¡¯t get through the gate, so she was blocked by the Lin family¡¯s bodyguards.
Lin Kemei had specifically asked her bodyguards not to let Gong come over to cause trouble. She wanted her father to go away cleanly, and most importantly, to retain some of his posthumous name.
After all, Mrs. Gong is just her father¡¯s little lover who is kept outside, nameless and invisible.
The people attending her father's funeral were all prominent figures. If they knew that her father had such a scandal during his lifetime, it would probably have an impact on her father's reputation in the future.
Lin Kemei did not expect that this Gong family would find the Lin family cemetery and suddenly insist on coming in, crying and making a fuss.
"Ignore her and continue!" Lin Kemei ordered the workers.
When the workers were about to take action, Gong shouted again: "You have no right to deny me Zhenxiong one last look. I gave him a son anyway!"
"Shut up!" Lin Kemei turned around, glared at her sharply, frowned and scolded.
Although all the people attending his father's burial place today are members of his own family, it does not mean that Mrs. Gong can brazenly talk about the scandal of her father's life and make it known to everyone.
Hearing this, Mrs. Gong became even more excited, and her voice roared: "Let me go, let me go, I want to go."
Lin Kemei was just about to ask the bodyguards to take her away when her mother Fan Xiangxian suddenly said: "Let her come over."
"Mom?!" Lin Kemei looked at her mother in surprise, as if she didn't understand why she suddenly made such a decision.
"She was also the one chosen by your father before he died. Let her come to see your father for the last time." Fan Xiangxian felt empty and couldn't help but sigh.
Since this is her mother¡¯s decision, Lin Kemei is not in a position to interfere.
She turned around and winked at the bodyguards, who immediately let her go.
Gong rushed over like crazy, faced Lin Zhenxiong¡¯s urn, and burst into tears: "Zhenxiong, why did you leave like this? What will we do next after you abandon our mother and son?"
No one present spoke, and the atmosphere was dead silent.
Gong was the only one who choked intermittently.
Until Lin Kemei got really impatient and had to walk over and remind her: "Okay, you have seen me for the last time. Enough is enough! Today is the day when my dad is laid to rest. Everyone is here to watch. Please don't bother me." Make the scene too embarrassing and save the last bit of face for my dad."
Ms. Gong bit her lip, holding back her sadness, picked up an iron pulley on the ground, shoveled dirt on the ground, and covered the coffin.
The workers raised their heads and asked Lin Kemei for instructions.
"Leave her alone and continue!" Lin Kemei instructed.
The workers worked together, and with Gong's help, the tomb was quickly piled up.
The monument was erected again.
Lin Kemei signaled to the workers that they could leave.
The dark wind started blowing.
Her mother Fan Xiangxian was the first to go forward to worship her husband, and Auntie Guan accompanied her mother.
When it was Lin Kemei's turn, she glanced at the Gong family next to her who had tears streaming down her face, as if she had lost her soul, and whispered: "You go first."
In terms of seniority, this woman is her father's lover, she has given birth to a child for her father, and is considered her baby mother.
Although she still refuses to admit this woman's identity.
But seeing that she was truly sad about her father¡¯s passing, Lin Kemei decided to give her a chance to mourn her father with them.
Gong covered her lips and cried again when she came to the tombstone.
But sheThis time she didn't yell or make a fuss, but she muttered something to her father.
We finally arrived at Lin Kemei.
She slowly knelt down in front of the tombstone and looked at the black and white photo of her father on the tombstone, staring at her with bright eyes.
Lin Kemei placed the other camellias on her chest in front of her father's tombstone, then put her hands on the ground and kowtowed to her father.
The love between father and daughter in this life ends here!
"Dad, thank you for raising me in this life. Don't worry, I will not let down your expectations of me. I will make the Lin family better and better so that you can feel at ease in heaven." Lin Kemei said to her father solemnly. .
After she kowtowed, Yan Ziyi, as his future son-in-law, went to Lin Zhenxiong¡¯s tombstone and kowtowed to him.
"Uncle, don't worry, I will take good care of Lin Kemei and aunt in the future." He promised seriously.
The cold wind never stopped, ruffling their hair and drying the tears from their eyes.
When leaving the cemetery, everyone suppressed their emotions.
Lin Kemei¡¯s head was empty and she didn¡¯t think about anything else, so she walked down the steps expressionlessly.
"Be careful!" Seeing that she was about to miss a step, Yan Ziyi immediately helped her and shouted anxiously.
Lin Kemei turned to look at him and said gratefully: "Thank you!"
"Do you want me to carry you down?" Seeing that there were still hundreds of steps on the way down the mountain, Yan Ziyi suggested uneasily.
Lin Kemei has been too tired these past few days. She is obviously in low spirits and has suffered a huge blow. He really doubted whether she would miss the mark and roll down the mountain.
"No need, I can do it myself!" Lin Kemei said weakly.
"Then I'll hold your hand!" Yan Ziyi held her hand tightly with a solemn expression.
The two of them walked down the steps holding hands like this.
Finally coming down the mountain, Lin Kemei looked up.
Her mother Fan Xiangxian was walking down the steps with the support of Aunt Guan, and Mrs. Gong was walking on the other side of her mother.
Mother seemed to be saying something to Gong.
After they walked down the mountain, Lin Kemei clearly saw Mrs. Gong bowing to Fan Xiangxian and felt guilty: "Sister, I am sorry for you, I"
"Don't mention the past anymore. From now on, you can take your son to live abroad and leave a root for Lao Lin!" Fan Xiangxian sighed, waved her hand, turned and left.
"Sister, thank you, thank you! Zhenxiong is lucky to have a wife like you." Mrs. Gong shouted gratefully behind her mother. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com