You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Haunting me.

Along with the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walk alone,

narrow cobbled streets,

Under the halo of street lights,

I turned up my collar to protect myself from the cold and damp,

A dazzling neon light pierced my eyes,

Cutting through the night sky, touching the sound of silence,

Under the dazzling lights,

I saw thousands of people..."

Under the dazzling lights, Xiao Yao found Shen Jie's name at a very front position in the wreaths and elegiac couplets.

The white elegiac couplet reads, "The pines and cypresses are withering in the wind, and the tears are shed with sorrow." The small characters at the bottom are inscribed with the words "granddaughter/grandson-in-law Shen Jie/Xiao Yao."

Xiao Yao thought, took a breath, and subconsciously took a step forward.

Rubbing eyes.

Knead again.

Then he reached out and rubbed the words "grandson-in-law" and "Xiao Yao".

Was it because Shen Hongsheng didn't look carefully and she sneaked in, or... or...

Impossible. Since this thing can be put into this hall, and it is still in such a front position... it is most likely an acquiescence.

Although this occasion was extremely inappropriate, Xiao Yao couldn't control his inner joy.

The big stone that had been weighing on my heart for months was released so easily. How could it not call out to others?

Xiao Yao looked up and saw the disdainful expression on Yu Luying's face. The corners of his eyes and lips drooped downwards. He quickly put away the smile at the corners of his mouth and reached out to touch Yu Luying to coax her.

As soon as her hand was halfway extended, Yu Luying turned her head and dodged away. Just as Xiao Yao was about to reach out and stroke her again, the girl pointed behind the boy.

Xiao Yao turned around carefully, and then turned around.

Just like in a movie, the crowd in front of them automatically separated into a path, like the Red Sea divided by Moses.

At the end of the Red Sea, it is no surprise that today’s mourner is Shen Hongsheng, holding a cigar and wearing a black suit.

At this moment, he was talking to another man.

This man is half a head taller than Shen Hongsheng, with a well-proportioned figure. He is wearing a navy blue Chinese tunic suit, black trousers, and black leather shoes. He looks about 40 years old, has a calm temperament, and a serious expression, but he still cannot hide the handsomeness between his eyebrows.

Although Xiao Yao had never seen him before, he somehow felt familiar.

Why does it look familiar? Have you really never seen it before? ...Xiao Yao thought.

Shen Jie stood next to Shen Hongsheng, holding her father's arm, while the latter pushed the girl's back and pushed her in front of the man.

She bowed slightly to the man, seemingly reluctantly.

The man smiled, shook his head, waved his hands, said something twice, and walked away.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Hongsheng led Shen Jie towards Xiao Yao.

To be precise, he was walking in the direction of Xiao Yao.

He didn't look at Xiao Yao, as if he didn't recognize him at all, but he shook hands and greeted the guests who came to attend the funeral.

Finally, he walked up to Xiao Yao and looked at him deeply.

Xiao Yao's heart tightened.

"Uncle Wei." Xiao Yao shouted.

The reason why I called him "Uncle Wei" was because I wanted to call him "future father-in-law" like in the movie. On this occasion, in front of so many guests, I finally adopted a conservative call.

Shen Hongsheng had a half-smile expression on his face. He squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Yao for a second and a half. He took a strong puff of the cigar and gently spat the mist onto Xiao Yao's face.

Xiao Yao: "..."

Yu Luying: "..."

Shen Jie: "..."

Just when Xiao Yao didn't know how to step down, Shen Hongsheng stretched out his broad palm and patted the mourning cloth on Xiao Yao's left arm.

He didn't use much force, but if it was in a martial arts novel, Xiao Yao must have felt that his palm used internal strength.

"You've gained weight." Shen Hongsheng said.

"What?" Xiao Yao asked in shock.

After Shen Hongsheng said these three words, he didn't speak again. He just smiled and patted the mourning cloth twice more, and took Shen Jie to greet the next person.

"Shen Jie." Xiao Yao called her gently.

Shen Jie stuck out her tongue slightly, held her father's arm with one hand, and waved HI with the other hand.

……

After the figures of Shen and his daughter were gone, Xiao Yao asked Yu Luying: "Why didn't you see the person named Luo?"

"How do I know?" Yu Luying said.

"Am I really fat?" Xiao Yao said.

"Don't you count?" Yu Luying looked him up and down and replied in a pretended surprised tone.

"I actually really gained weight." Xiao Yao said.

……

After the memorial service officially began, Xiao Yao met Shen Jie again - in fact, he was arranged to stand next to Shen Jie.

Standing in the first row was Shen Hongsheng, and several adults whom Xiao Yao didn't know, presumably Shen Hongsheng's brothers and sisters.

Standing in the second row were Xiao Yao, Shen Jie and some other half-grown children.

"These are all yours..." Xiao Yao and Shen Jie bit their ears.

"You don't need to know my cousins ​​yet." Shen Jie answered him in a low voice.

Why don't you know each other?

"Where is your stepmother?" Xiao Yao asked.

"I'm very happy." Shen Jie said.

"You're happy?... What does pregnancy have to do with this?" Xiao Yao asked inexplicably.

Shen Jie was about to speak but stopped, and finally patted him without saying a word, implying that she told him not to ask.

The little fat man standing to the left of Xiao Yao winked at the young couple - the little fat man seemed to have a bunch of chicken feathers in the breast pocket of his suit - Xiao Yao waved to him, and Shen Jie waved at him. Small and pink fists.

To the left of the little fat man stood a woman who looked like a college student, crying sadly.

As an unrelated passerby, Yu Luying squeezed into the crowd in the middle and back rows, craning her neck to watch the excitement - in order to stand within five meters of Xiao Yao, she still stood a little forward, but fortunately no one cared about her.

The memorial service was held step by step, and there was nothing worth mentioning.

Three bows were made, mournful music was played, and a minute of silence was observed, followed by a eulogy delivered by a thin, middle-aged man wearing glasses - the leader of the old textile factory unit.

When it was Shen Hongsheng's turn to deliver the eulogy as a representative of the family, both Shen Jie and Xiao Pang began to cry. The former clutched the sleeves of Xiao Yao's suit tightly. Xiao Yao listened to the breathless sobs while futilely turning for tissues in his pocket, while trying even more futilely to squeeze out two or three drops of crocodile tears.

But unfortunately, he couldn't even wet his eyes.

Xiao Yao began to try hard to recall all the tragic moments of his sixteen years of life, but in the end he still failed. It was not easy to pick his throat and induce tears in public, so he could only secretly regret why the person he lived with was not Shen Jie.

In this way, I can convey her sadness, Xiao Yao thought.

When the body was finally bid farewell, Xiao Yao kowtowed a few times, followed Shen Hongsheng and others, and sent the deceased to be cremated together with Shen Jie's cousins.

After walking a few steps behind the coffin, Xiao Yao was startled and thought something was wrong. He looked back and saw that Yu Luying had jumped out of the crowd and walked quickly into the ranks of second and third generation family members. She lowered her head and mingled among them, then Secretly he breathed a sigh of relief, and also lowered his head and walked forward quickly, secretly praying in his heart that nothing would go wrong.

"Hey, hey, the family members are seeing you off -" This voice was quickly left behind.

Xiao Yao let Shen Jie hold his arm and lean on him, watching helplessly as the old man's coffin disappeared around the corner of the room behind the iron gate.

Shen Jie was already leaning on him, crying into tears.

On the way back to the memorial hall, the funeral home staff solemnly told everyone not to look back.

I don’t know when this local superstition originated, but it reminded Xiao Yao of a record in "Genesis".

Lot's family came out of Sodom, the city of sin, and the angel told them never to look back.

There is always a disobedient person in such stories. Lot's wife looked back at Sodom in flames and was immediately turned into a pillar of salt.

When he was thinking about this, he saw Shen Jie turning her face with tears on her face and looking back.

Xiao Yao was horrified, stretched out his hands to hold her face, and twisted her back - the technique looked like murder.

Fortunately, nothing happened, Shen Jie did not turn into a pillar of salt, and her neck was not injured.

According to custom, the funeral procession has to cross the brazier and then eat white rice.

Yu Luying pulled Xiao Yao around the brazier without stepping over it, and fast-forwarded directly to the most popular part of the people - eating.

Xiao Yao sat at the children's table - Yu Luying was also at the same table. This table was filled with Shen Jie's cousins. They were very familiar with each other, but Xiao Yao didn't know any of them, so the scene was a bit awkward, but No one said anything.

The food was very good, and the atmosphere during the dinner was relaxed and lively. Xiao Yao enjoyed the meal and drank a lot (orange juice and coconut juice).

He suddenly realized that this table must be expensive, and then thought that he had not paid the money yet, so he said "Oh".

Shen Jie, whose makeup had been stained from crying earlier, had just come back from washing her face: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Xiao Yao bit her ear and she said, "It's okay, you don't have to."

"Don't I need it?" Xiao Yao said.

As mentioned before, this table is full of third-generation relatives. The eldest has just entered college and the youngest has just entered elementary school. The cousins ​​were all familiar with each other, so they were naturally full of curiosity about the sudden appearance of Xiao Yao and Yu Luying, especially classmate Xiao Yao.

Some people have seen the word "grandson-in-law" on the elegiac couplet, and most people have heard about the "legendary love story" between Xiao Yao and Shen Jie, and they are all excitedly asking about this and that.

Shen Jie whispered to Xiao Yao not to talk nonsense, and she calmly dealt with these gossips, with soldiers coming to stop them and water coming to cover them up.

During the banquet, Xiao Yao had a good conversation with the fat guy who was standing next to him at the memorial service, who was in junior high school. This guy was one of Shen Jie’s cousins, a senior computer expert and a hardcore gamer, and Xiao Yao. Bragging about the computer configuration at home and his collection of genuine arcade machines made Xiao Yao stunned for a while, yearning for it.

When the meal was almost done, Xiao Yao asked his cousin for his QQ number. Halfway through taking the phone number to remember it, Shen Jie suddenly snatched it away.

"What?" Xiao Yao said.

"Do you want Ning Ning's contact information?" Shen Jie said, "I'll send it to you later and that's it."

"Oh, okay." Xiao Yao said.

Shen Jie sent Xiao Yao and Yu Luying to the downstairs of the restaurant: "I will send you two here, and you have to go up and greet them."

Yu Luying and Shen Jie said goodbye politely, but Xiao Yao seemed hesitant to speak and couldn't move his feet.

"Go back, go back," Shen Jie smiled slightly and reached out to touch Xiao Yao's face: "I'll call you again."

"When will you go home?" Xiao Yao blurted out, asking this question that he knew he would not have an answer to.

Shen Jie remained silent, showing a somewhat helpless expression.

Xiao Yao reached out and took the girl into his arms.

Shen Jie put her hands on Xiao Yao's waist and gently comforted him: "Okay, okay, there are so many people here."

Xiao Yao and Yu Luying were walking along the upper street while looking for a "chatou".

Yu Luying was depressed and Xiao Yao felt lost. For a while, neither of them spoke.

"Is it cold?" Then, Xiao Yao said.

"It's okay." Yu Luying stretched out her right hand and touched her left upper arm.

"What should we do about the military training tomorrow?" Xiao Yao asked hesitantly, "Let grandma go ask for sick leave?"

"On my side, I have to ask my mother to take leave, right?" Yu Luying said as she took out her mobile phone: "Although two people fall ill at the same time..."

"Where's Guan Yi?" Xiao Yao said, "No one will gossip about us anymore, right?"

Yu Luying nodded slightly, and just when she was about to call Yu Lihua, Yu Lihua's phone number came first.

"Are you going to die?" Although Yu Luying didn't turn on the speakerphone, Xiao Yao could still hear the babbling on the other side of the receiver: "Teacher Lin said you didn't go to school today!"