Outright Favoritism

Chapter 71 Shang Yu Came in the Rain

Encouragement work is simple to say, but there are many necessary procedures for operation.

From sorting out the remains for the deceased to putting the coffin into the coffin, the enrollment teacher needs to be operated by the side.

In the service room, Li Qiao and Mo Qi stood near a cart full of tools, making preparations.

When they were ready, the three people stood together in white coats and bowed to the deceased on the console to show respect.

In the following time, they carried out every link in an orderly manner on the console.

However, when Mo Qi was preparing to do the beautifying remains, he could not help but exclaimed: "This... death is terrible," he saw the scene before him.

This young man who died accidentally had many scars on his body. The wounds looked very hideous due to blood clotting, and they were all cuts.

Death can be described as miserable.

Mo Qi suddenly remembered what Li Qiao had said: Sometimes living people are more scary.

At this time, Li Qiao and Jiu Gongyi carefully stitched up the wound with gloves. Hearing Mo Qi's voice, they both raised their eyes at the same time and warned in unison: "Quiet!"

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In about two hours, the process of organizing the remains is over.

Zhong Jiugong, who was over fifty years old, showed a tired face. He looked at the young man who was sleeping peacefully behind his face. He exhaled a suffocating breath and told Mo Qi: "Well, tell them to send them to the mourning hall for the final farewell. "

At this time, it is approaching nine o'clock in the morning, and the rain has not slowed down.

After Li Qiao, Zhong Jiugong and others washed, they followed the staff to the mourning hall, and they saw this scene before they even started.

In the solemn black and white mourning hall, nearly fifty people were standing densely at this time.

All of them were dressed in uniform black suits, with white flowers of condolence on their chests, and the team was uniform, with solemn expressions.

Through the gap between Yingyingzhuozhuo, a conspicuous and tall figure stood at the front of the team.

Zhong Jiugong walked in from the side with Mo Qi and Li Qiao, and the imposing team of condolences added a lot of oppression to the place.

As they approached, Li Qiao also saw that the figure standing in front of the crystal coffin was Shang Yu.

Today, his clothes are more formal than ever, and the buttons on the collar of his shirt are tightly tied to the top.

Li Qiao stood in the corner, staring at the man's calm and solemn cheeks.

It turns out that the young man is really his.

It took a long time to pay homage to the appearance. Because there were so many people, it was close to ten o'clock that the coffin was collected and sent to the hearse.

Before setting off to Nanyangshan Cemetery, it seemed that even God felt a deep sorrow, and the rain was getting worse and worse.

In the heavy rain, countless black cars with white silk hanging on them, followed behind the hearse, and drove slowly towards Nanyang Mountain.

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During the burial, all the people headed by Shang Yu stood in the rain, watching the staff lower the coffin to seal the earth.

The young man who died tragically finally slept forever in the cemetery behind the Nanyang Mansion.

In the rain, Li Qiao stood at the back of the crowd wearing a mask, watching this scene with mixed feelings in her heart.

Everyone knows the way, Nanyang Shang Shaoyan is cold-blooded and ruthless, killing wildness, probably never seen him at such a moment of affection today.

Because he was Shang Shaoyan, he could have not done this.

Without an instant, the front team suddenly dispersed to the sides in an orderly manner.

In the lane supported by the black silk umbrella, Shang Yu walked in the rain, and the handsome face under the umbrella was still sharp and arrogant.

When he came to Zhong Jiugong, his eyes were as deep as ink and nodded, "Jiu Gong, you have work."

(End of this chapter)