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Chapter 13 Buddha, please bless me

20xx. 02. 23
Even if the sadness flows against the river, it cannot be changed, and Fei has left us forever!

"I met Fei for a short time, but I felt a sense of family affection. Can we do something for him?" I looked at Xiao with great sadness and asked.

"I can't even attend the funeral. I didn't die on the job. I was supposed to be buried in the martyrs' cemetery in the city. But his mother didn't want to leave him here alone, so she applied to be buried in the martyrs' cemetery in her hometown. Approval has been obtained and his ashes will be escorted back for burial today."

"Can't you make a special application to attend the funeral? After all, he helped us a lot before he died, and he seems to be implicated in our incident."

"I also want to go, and I have expressed my needs, but there is no chance at all. I will discuss with Brother Shan to see if I can pay for the funeral expenses."

After listening to Xiao's thoughts, Brother Shan thought about it and said:

"I have covered all the expenses for Fei at the funeral home, including the purchase of the urn. Since you have such deep feelings for Fei and Fei recognizes you as his little brother, then you can pay 6666 yuan. Just make sense of it." , I know you have no money."

"Brother Shan, I also want to go to the funeral, please help me apply." Xiao still wants to fight for it, although the hope is slim.

"Brother Xiao, during this special period, people are not allowed to gather. I finally managed to get myself to attend the funeral. I really can't help you. I'll send you a photo later." Brother Shan said, quite comforting people.

Xiao and I had no choice but to accept the fact that there was nothing we could do. We only knew that Fei had been turned into ashes, lying in a small urn, and was about to be sent back to his hometown during the bumpy transport in the car.

Until around three o'clock in the afternoon, Brother Shan accompanied Fei's ashes back to Fei's hometown, saw Fei being buried in the martyrs cemetery with his own eyes, and then thoughtfully called Xiao to inform him of the situation and sent a photo.

I couldn't help but be deeply moved. The few friends we met this time are all admirable, and their conduct is respectable.

When we had an accident, Non showed up.

When something happened, old Cheng Bo appeared.

When we had more to do, Brother Shan showed up.

The presence of each of them is quiet, yet powerful vibrations in our lives.

Alas, things have happened so far, Xiao finally made a good friend, a good brother, maybe a good friend that he can only find in his life, and he left like this.

From morning to noon, Xiao Shi was sitting in his study, staring blankly with his mobile phone.

All the numbers dialed into Xiao's mobile phone no longer displayed the name of right and wrong, and he didn't answer any of them.

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, I suddenly received a call from an old layman, and the voice was a bit hurried:

"Go find some orange leaves and come back to boil water to take a bath. The whole family has to wash. I have received some signals that are not very good for you."

After I heard the call, I was shocked and flustered, so I asked Xiao to go downstairs to look for orange leaves.But after the Spring Festival, there were no more orange leaves, so Xiao had to go and buy a lot of oranges with leaves on them. I boiled three big pots of hot water for the oranges with leaves, one for each person.

The layman asked me to answer the phone and turn on the loudspeaker, and Xiao and I sat relaxed next to the phone and listened to the layman chanting sutras for us remotely.

For twenty minutes, we quietly listened to Buddhist scriptures.

Thank you friends around me for extending your warm hands when we needed help.

(End of this chapter)