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Text Chapter 437: Goodbye (Part 2)

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    "Old man Zhong, it's useless to argue now. In the worst case, let them participate. It's not a big deal. We should focus on the funeral and put other things aside for now. After all, they have a good relationship with Qiao Feng. Although  Not a good person." Looking at the situation in front of him, Wang Zhongli also suggested to Uncle Zhong that the funeral was much more important than the two people in front of him.  "Uncle Zhong, what should I do? If you delay, it will disrupt the process. Normally, the team should arrive just after the opening session. If it arrives too early, there will be a little trouble." Xu Yuan also told Zhong  Bo said.  "That's it, let's get ready to start the funeral. Let the guests take their seats on the lawn. Just ask the people in the church to prepare two more chairs and put them at the back. Don't waste time." After thinking about it carefully, Zhong said  Uncle didn't want to delay the funeral, so he had no choice but to agree to Wang Zhongli's suggestion and reluctantly added two more seats, but placed them at the back as much as possible.  "Okay, I understand. I'll go over and make arrangements now. It won't be delayed. Don't worry." After getting Uncle Zhong's approval, Xu Yuan nodded and left temporarily to prepare for the funeral. There are still some things to do.  Xu Yuan went to deal with it.  "If that's the case, then there's no need to continue to look at me like that. Let's prepare for your funeral. The two of us are also sensible and won't cause any trouble at the funeral." Uncle Bai glanced at the clock.  Uncle, said to Uncle Zhong, and then walked directly towards the lawn under the gazes of the three Uncle Zhongs.  "Hey, forget it, Old Man Zhong, don't argue with them this time. Just wait until you get back to figure out something. I'll help you see what I can do for you." Wang Zhongli patted Uncle Zhong on the shoulder and sighed.  Said with a breath.  "Okay, this is the only thing we can do now. I understand. You should take your seats first. The funeral will start soon, and I also need to read the speech draft in advance." Uncle Zhong was helpless.  Nodding, Uncle Zhong also nodded helplessly. When things came to this, there was only this way. He could only let the two people he hated most attend the funeral.  So for the time being, he put aside his entanglements. Uncle Zhong also had his own things to do. He said goodbye to his two old friends for the time being, and Uncle Zhong also went to prepare for the funeral.  At Xu Yuan¡¯s notice, the guests who had been in the church also walked out of the church and sat down on the white chairs placed on the lawn, waiting for the funeral to begin.  Uncle Zhong also tidied his clothes and looked at the manuscript silently, waiting for the funeral to begin. Everything was ready.  When everyone was seated, the pastor walked up to the podium, bowed to everyone, and made a mass gesture. Then the people who were still talking quietly below quieted down and stared ahead.  "Dear guests, relatives and friends, today is a very solemn day. We are gathered here to bid farewell to our closest relatives and friends. Today is a sad day, but it is also a holy day. God will be here  Witness that your blessings will accompany him to heaven." The pastor's speech announced the start of the funeral.  Uncle Zhong stood aside, watching the funeral proceeding smoothly. Xu Yuan was still talking on the phone in a low voice, arranging the exact time for the motorcade to enter.  Everything was quiet and peaceful, everything was beautiful. Uncle Zhong had actually imagined how his own funeral would look like countless times. Maybe it was just like this. There were not many people attending. It was very simple, but it was perfect. He had many of his friends.  .  But what Uncle Zhong didn't expect was that he would appear at Qiao Feng's funeral.  After the pastor finished his speech, the motorcade slowly drove in under the control of Xu Yuan. Everyone stood up, took off their hats and stood in silence, watching Qiao Feng's coffin being moved from the car.  The people carrying Qiao Feng's coffin approached step by step, and then gently placed it in the middle of a pile of white daisies, surrounded by white flowers.  Then, the motorcade drove away slowly, and everyone sat down to continue the rest of the funeral process. It was Uncle Zhong's turn to take the stage to speak.  Uncle Zhong smiled, feeling a little nervous. He had never thought that he would give a eulogy to anyone else. He was afraid that what he said was not good, that it was not true, and that he was not qualified for such an important task. Because of his short speech,  A speech cannot tell a person's life, nor can it fully describe one's feelings for a person, especially a person who has worked with oneself for decades.  Although I have prepared the speech in advance and practiced it many times, and it has reached the point where I can recite it skillfully, Uncle Zhong always feels that there are still many shortcomings in this speech, and it feels weird no matter how I say it.  .  With everyone watching, Uncle Zhong walked up to the stage and looked at everyone in the audience. These people had old friends, partners, and enemies. No matter what role they played, more importantly, these people were related to Feng.  Teng Yehao and Qiao Feng both have a lot of experiences. How can we express their different feelings on behalf of them? Uncle Zhong?Can't think of it now.  Bowing to everyone, Uncle Zhong felt his throat was dry for the first time before giving a speech. He held the speech script that he knew by heart, but he still didn't speak.  "First of all, I really want to thank everyone who came here today, and there are many people who have not been here. Thank you for the sorrow in your heart, the blessings and remembrance in your heart, thank you for accompanying me and helping me." I thought for a while.  After that, Uncle Zhong put away the speech in his hand, smiled, and said to everyone.  After saying this, no one else felt anything unusual. Later, Xu Yuan discovered something was wrong, that is, what Uncle Zhong said now was completely different from the manuscript he had prepared before.  "There are so many things I want to say. In fact, I don't even want to say them. I hope it's me who is lying here today, and now Mr. Feng is standing here, saying eulogies to you, praising me as a respected elder.  , is a loyal and hard-working steward. Then I will be very happy to get such an average and live the life I want. Everyone knows that Mr. Feng¡¯s father and Mr. Feng have the same name, and I was originally.  His father's housekeeper, and later his housekeeper. I had already lamented it once when Mr. Feng's father passed away. Unexpectedly, I felt it again now. I have attended Qiao Feng's funeral twice and served him.  After the two Qiao Feng passed through this life, I didn¡¯t expect that I would be left behind in the end. I don¡¯t know if I will meet another Qiao Feng again.¡± Uncle Zhong put his hands on the podium, as if chatting, but also casually.  He said the same thing and gave a unique eulogy. The last sentence also made many people below laugh, but the laughter was somewhat bitter.  "I saw a lot of old friends today and a lot of new friends. I think if today was not a funeral, but a party, I think it would be very enjoyable. I can already imagine what a wonderful scene it is. Unfortunately, it's not.  The protagonist who should be here today is lying behind me. I have no children and have never had a family in my life. Fengteng is like my home, and Mr. Feng is my family. Please forgive me for being old and unable to cry.  But please believe me, I feel extremely sad in my heart right now," Uncle Zhong continued, and everyone's emotions were brought down by Uncle Zhong.  "When Mr. Feng founded Fengteng, he had many wishes. Most of the wishes have been made in advance, but there are still some wishes that have not been realized. It is impossible for everything in a person's life to be realized, and to be like this now,  Whether it is me or Mr. Feng, I think I am very satisfied in my heart. Whether Feng Teng can realize these wishes in the future is still unknown. I only hope that you can remember Mr. Feng¡¯s name for a long, long time.  In the future, our names may have been drowned, but I hope that some names can be recorded forever. I also hope that Mr. Feng can build an empire in heaven and fulfill his unfinished wish. "The speech was very short.  , after Uncle Zhong finished speaking, he bowed and walked away.  Uncle Zhong did not follow the speech script because Uncle Zhong knew that he did not want his last words to Mr. Feng to become a pre-arranged stereotype.  Next, the guests came forward one by one to lay flowers on Qiao Feng¡¯s coffin. Uncle Zhong stood aside and briefly said a few words to each person who had presented flowers. These guests sent their blessings, and Uncle Zhong also expressed his thanks again.  Soon, Qiao Feng's coffin was covered with white daisies. From a distance, it looked like a white flowerbed, giving people a feeling of freshness and hope, and soothing a lot of pain in the heart.  pain.  "Qiao Feng, I really didn't expect that it would be the white-haired person sending the black-haired person. Feng Teng, we will help you watch as much as possible. Just go over there first and build something. We have passed, and we still have to rely on you."  What about you?" Old Monster Ran and Wang Zhongli also presented flowers to Qiao Feng, and then whispered a few words to the coffin. The two old men also felt an unspeakable sadness in their hearts.  Finally, the coffin, surrounded by white daisies, was placed into the grave that had been dug in advance under the watchful eyes of everyone.  Uncle Zhong stepped forward and shoveled down the first handful of soil. Then, the coffin was slowly submerged, and finally fell asleep underground forever.  After setting up the tombstone, leveling the land, and then laying out flowers again, the entire funeral has come to an end.  Some guests also left first after saying hello to Xu Yuan and Uncle Zhong. In the end, only a few people were left, still talking to each other. The chairs and podium had been taken away, and everything returned to the original state.  The original look.  Uncle Zhong stood in front of the tombstone for a long time. An era may have ended, or it may have ended permanently, but history will never forget those names that once shone. Goodbye, and may all be well.
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