PDLP Chapter 655 I don’t have a father anymore
Chapter 655 I don’t have a father anymore
At two o'clock in the morning, the plane landed.
Two cars, one carrying Wei Qifeng, Li Qingyu, Shufen and two children, returned to Jiangquan.
A car carrying Lele, Wei Wuya and Wu Kun sped towards the county town.
With nearly an hour's drive still ahead of them, Su Qingyuan called...
"Le Le, Dad can't hold on any longer! The ventilator can't be used anymore! Don't be too sad, his heart, lungs, liver, kidneys... all his organs have failed... and..."
Lele didn't hear what Su Qingyuan said next. Only one sentence kept running through her mind: "I don't have a father anymore!"
Wei Wuya held Lele in his arms, and Lele collapsed limply on him. Wei Wuya felt heartbroken.
An hour later, the car arrived at the county hospital.
Zhaodi came out to pick up Lele, and Su Qingyuan was helping to arrange things. The death certificate had been issued, and he was now tidying up his appearance.
Lele wanted to go in to take one last look at her father, but Zhaodi stopped her and said, "Sister, don't look."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he burst into tears.
"Why?" Lele asked with a sob.
"It's a bit scary. I'm afraid you'll have a nightmare." Zhaodi hugged Lele's arm.
Lele's tears welled up again. "I am such an unfilial daughter. I wasn't with him at the last moment. No matter what, let me see him one last time."
Zhaodi let go of her hand, her eyes were swollen from crying. Today she was not a doctor, she was just a daughter who had just lost her father.
In the morgue, my uncle, aunt, and several cousins were all there. When they saw Lele, my aunt came over and held them back, “Lele, be good, don’t go in.”
Lele felt a little weak, but after being repeatedly stopped, he became more determined to go and see it.
Wei Wuya went in first, took a quick look, and then came out, hugging Lele around the waist, "Don't go and make things worse, Dad passed away peacefully!"
Wei Wuya was very strong and held Lele down. No matter how Lele struggled, it was useless. Lele collapsed in Wei Wuya's arms and started crying.
After tidying up his appearance and changing into mourning clothes, the service agency prepared a refrigerated coffin for the body. Chang Jinbao's body was taken back to an old house close to the hospital, where the funeral service agency had already set up a mourning hall.
Su Qingyuan is an expert in these matters.
In his hometown, the Su family is a wealthy family in the village. He entered society early and is a steady person. He helps to organize many weddings and funerals in the family.
In the evening, the hospital confirmed that Chang Jinbao would not hold on for long, and Su Qingyuan immediately went to make arrangements. Although it was hasty, there was no chaos.
It was already morning when the body arrived at the mourning hall.
It is much simpler now. In the past, filial sons had to wear mourning clothes and go to the door to announce the death, but now they only need to make a phone call to notify.
Close relatives came to help in the middle of the night. Lele's uncle and aunt who lived farther away also came. Uncles and cousins with the same surname in the village all came early in the morning.
On the one hand, Chang Jinbao has had some prestige in the village over the years. After all, he is the eldest of the family. On the other hand, they can get some benefits by helping out.
It is the hottest time of the year now. The body will be kept for three days and then buried before dawn the next day.
So today and tomorrow, there will be two days of farewell ceremony.
The women sat in the house, mainly comforting and taking care of the family members.
But Lele and Zhaodi had to wear mourning clothes and kneel before the coffin. When someone came to pay their respects, they had to cry, cry loudly...
Although Wei Wuya had experienced his grandfather's funeral, the farewell ceremony in the city was completely different from that in the countryside.
Moreover, everything was kept simple at that time. The farewell ceremony was very short, and it only took two or three hours. The funeral service center took over the entire process, so the family members did not have to work hard. After all, he was over 90 years old, and the family members had a completely different mentality.
But even though the rural rituals have been simplified now and are held in the county town, they are still very cumbersome for Wei Wuya.
Lele and Zhaodi knelt in front of the coffin in the hot summer, crying their hearts out, and Wei Wuya felt very distressed.
I was given a soft cushion to put under my knees, but it was taken away as soon as I put it down.
My father has passed away. How can a filial son seek comfort?
The place where they knelt was just covered with some dry wheat straw and a snakeskin bag on top.
By the afternoon, Lele's voice was hoarse from crying, and someone reminded him to cry loudly when someone came.
Wei Wuya was speechless. It would have been fine if he had been filial when he was alive. But now he was doing it for others to see. How feudal and vulgar!
But when in Rome, do as the Romans do. No matter how overbearing he is, he cannot act recklessly at this time.
After crying for a whole day, the tree in front of the coffin was not very big and the branches and leaves were not dense enough. When the sun scorched it, Lele and Zhaodi's faces turned red and they looked listless.
It gets dark late in the northwest, and it was after nine o'clock before the two of them went upstairs to rest.
Normally, a filial son would keep vigil at night, but since Chang Jinbao had two daughters, the task naturally fell on his son-in-law.
Wei Wuya was quite proactive. He couldn't help much during the day, so he did whatever his brother-in-law asked him to do.
In the evening, Su Qingyuan and I sat at a small table in front of the coffin, drinking some wine and keeping vigil.
In addition to them, my uncle, my third uncle, and many of Chang Jinbao's uncles and brothers also did not sleep.
To them, this was just an ordinary funeral. They followed the procedures and spent their free time playing cards, gambling, drinking, bragging, and chatting and laughing.
Speaking of which, July is the busy farming season, and they take this opportunity to come out, eat and drink for free, and get gifts and cash gifts. Why not?
They had been up all night, and Wei Wuya and Su Qingyuan both looked unhappy.
My uncle came over and said, "Do you want to go up and lie down for a while? I'll call you at 12 o'clock."
Su Qingyuan shook his head and said, "No, it's okay. There will be fewer people tomorrow, so I can sleep during the day."
After his uncle left, Wei Wuya poured some wine and handed it to Su Qingyuan. Su Qingyuan took it, waited for Wei Wuya to pour another one, clinked glasses, and drank together.
Wei Wuya put down his wine glass and asked, "Why did Dad act like that?"
Su Qingyuan shook his head. "I don't really understand it either. It might be related to immunity. Just like a mouth ulcer, the inside is not healed, so it will..."
Wei Wuya made a "tsk" sound. Thinking about it now, his scalp tingled. It was the first time he saw what it meant to bleed from all seven orifices. It wasn't just bleeding from seven orifices, blood was also oozing from the hands and arms. It was extremely creepy.
In the room, Zhang Guixiang was lying drowsy in the bedroom. She had been having a splitting headache since yesterday. She would get up for a while, but then she couldn't hold on any longer and had to lie back down in bed.
Lele and Zhaodi lay opposite each other.
The tears seemed to never stop flowing. Just a glance at each other and the tears rolled down again.
Lele said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I didn't receive your call yesterday..."
Before he could finish his words, he burst into tears.
Zhaodi reached out and wiped away Lele's tears, "What's the point of saying sorry? He did it so quickly, I didn't expect it.
This is the first time I sent you a message. I was still hesitating whether to send him to the hospital, so I sent you a message to discuss it..."