Chapter 802 Funeral
New Year's Day came as scheduled.

The first day of the new year, January [-]st, the day after Su Li's full moon, was Wu Sheng's funeral.

It was supposed to start all over again, during the festival of celebration, Su Li and the others were going to send Wu Sheng away.

On this day, when the whole country should be celebrating, TV stations, radio stations, and newspapers have a gray mourning article.

It was for Wu Sheng.

From two days ago, the news and deeds of Wu Sheng's sacrifice began to spread.

Wu Sheng participated in countless rescues and saved countless people.

These incidents were written down one by one and listed one by one, and they knew that Wu Sheng had done so much.

People across the country can always find relevant or familiar things from the deeds of that year.

Either I have heard of it, or my relatives and friends have experienced it, or I have experienced it myself.

Many of them were rescued by Wu Sheng himself.

Just like Xiao Hei who was rescued by Wu Sheng from the mudslide in Wucheng back then.

What Wu Sheng has done is beyond everyone's expectations. He was once called a hero.

This time, it was well deserved.

On January [-]st, many people across the country were paying attention to the funeral and mourning silently.

There are also people who have come from all over the country just to see him off in person.

Xiao Hei, who vowed to become the next Wu Sheng when he grows up, is also among them.

There are only a hundred or ten of these people, which is not too many.

But no one will say yes, because who can guarantee that when someone leaves, there will be hundreds of people rushing to see him off?

On January [-]st, cloudy turned to snow.

The sky is very low, very low, just like everyone's mood.

In the early morning, Wu Qihua and Su Li Xiaomo woke up early, after washing up, changed their clothes and went out.

The three people's clothes were black and white, and the baby in Su Li's arms was also white.

When they went out, they saw neighbors standing scattered in the alley waiting for them.

They also wanted to send Cheng Wusheng off.

The funeral of the comrade-in-arms who died with Wu Sheng has already been held, and the body is already in that state, and there is no delay.

Only Wu Sheng's has been delayed until now due to special reasons.

Wu Qihua, Su Li, Xiaomo came out of the alley, and silently bowed to the neighbors in the alley to express their gratitude.

When he reached the entrance of the alley, Rong Lianggong was already waiting there in black.

Behind him is the baby-faced Guan Dajiang who didn't know when to come.

They wore black veils on their arms and stood neatly.

Behind them are several cars tied with white cloth.

That was to pick up Su Li and the others.

Seeing Wu Qihua and Su Li, the baby-faced Guan Dajiang stood at attention silently.

Wu Qihua and Wu Sheng Xiaomo bowed deeply.

Including the neighbors in the alley, there were dozens of people at the entrance of the alley, but there was no sound at the scene.

Everyone got into the car in order.

Wu Qihua and Su Li's family were the only ones in the first car.

Even Rong Lianggong was also in the second car.

Guan Dajiang drove the car himself, and the baby face whispered to Su Li and the others about the process in front.

The vehicle moved forward slowly and finally stopped.

When I got out of the car, I saw a wreath that seemed to have no end in sight.

Going further inside, I saw neat colleagues.

Neat and dense, Su Li couldn't count how many people there were.

Behind them were Xiao Hei and other ordinary people who came from all directions and took the initiative to participate in the mourning.

They didn't stand so neatly, but they were also densely packed.

There were countless people, but they didn't appear to be noisy. There were some voices at first, but after Su Li and the others came in, they suddenly became quiet.

Just like what they did before Babyface, when Su Li and the others passed by, those people made no sound.

Su Li hugged Dongdong, walked to the middle, glanced at Wu Sheng's portrait, turned around, and bowed deeply while holding Dongdong.

After a while, Su Li got up again.

The moment Su Li turned around, she heard a few suppressed cries.

There seems to be a small black inside.

But Su Li didn't look back, she couldn't even comfort herself, let alone comfort others.

In a field of white chrysanthemums, Wu Sheng's portrait stands out even in black and white.

Su Li looked at the photo of the portrait she had never seen before, and tears finally fell.

When Wu Qihua, Su Li and the others arrived, the funeral began.

After the mourning music was played and the cannon fired, the body was bid farewell. Unfortunately, Wu Sheng didn't even have a body, so there was only a portrait to pay tribute to.

All the people stood in silence and took off their hats to pay respects to the portrait of Wu Sheng.

On a gloomy day, snowflakes began to flutter and flutter.

It was fluttering and fluttering, nothing excessive, and it snowed heavily.

Even the sky was silently mourning for Wu Sheng.

"Are you asking me to remember you forever? Every time it snows, I will think of you."

Su Li looked up at the sky and murmured.

The thud, which had been quiet in her arms, suddenly burst into tears without any warning.

Crying so terribly, crying like never before.

Su Li grieved in her heart.

"Do you also know that your father is gone?"

The sound of crying broke out the tears that countless people were holding back.

Wu Qihua covered her mouth tightly and cried loudly.

Su Li was crying while coaxing Dongdong. Usually Dongdong is easy to coax, but now she can't stop coaxing.

Xiaomo tried to coax him, but it didn't work. Dongdong seemed to be crying more and more sadly, as if he couldn't breathe.

"She knows it before sending her off to Dad."

The leader came up to give Dongdong a hug, and finally returned Dongdong to Su Li because he couldn't calm down.

Dongdong cried for a full 10 minutes, until I was so tired from crying that I fell asleep.

After falling asleep, I was still twitching.

Babyface and the others stood below, looking at Su Li, who was so thin that she would fall if the wind blows, under the heavy snow, her eyes were red and she sobbed and coaxed her.

Hearing the sound of crying, and looking at Wu Sheng's peaceful gaze on the portrait, I felt like a thousand arrows were piercing my heart.

This scene is permanently engraved in the minds of many people, and has never been forgotten for a long time.

Unforgettable.

The baby face who finally fell asleep would always dream of this scene for a long time afterwards.

Every time I see snow, I think of this scene.

Obviously there are still so many concerns, and there are so many people who are reluctant to let go, why the boss just left.

The snow on this day was too heavy and too cold.

Chilled to the bone marrow.

Su Li didn't know how she came to the cemetery with Dongdong in her arms.

As if in the blink of an eye, and as if a century had passed, she stood in the cemetery with Dongdong in her arms.

Xiao Mo held Wu Sheng's portrait and stood beside her.

When Xiao Mo put down Wu Sheng's portrait, the funeral will be completed.

Wu Sheng will be buried in the cemetery in this way, and will rest here forever.

Su Li burst into tears looking at the photos and names on the tombstone.

It's been a month since Wu Sheng, why haven't you come back yet?

Why, you haven't come back to prove that you are not dead yet.

Did you just leave like this?

Just leave me forever?
Su Li's world was silent, and she didn't hear any sound on this day.

There was only the sound of snow falling to the ground.

 Bow down and thank Wo Di Xiao Miao Miao Di for the reward, mememememe~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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