When the news of Fang Yixing's death reached Swallow Dock, everyone was shocked.
Fang Yan carried Fang Yixing's body back to the village. One by one, the red doors were pushed open in the wind and snow.
"He was a real man." A stocky middle-aged man sighed. "What a pity."
"They all say that Yixing doesn't look like a man from Swallow Dock. Isn't he like a man from Swallow Dock? He is a man from Swallow Dock. What he's done isn't something that every young master in Swallow Fort can do. "An elderly woman praised.
"The old man had to die before the young man. That old dog Fang Huwei is really pitiful." The white-haired old man with his hands in his sleeves shook his head and sighed.
"It's a pity that he didn't die on the battlefield. Otherwise, we can carve his name on the stone tablet at the village entrance." A young man said.
Regardless of how the villagers of Swallow Dock felt about Fang Yixing's death, wherever Fang Yan passed by, huge Soul-summoning White Banners would be raised in the courtyards one after another.
On the biggest tree in front of or behind each house, a long white cloth with a spirit summoning talisman was raised.
There was a line of words on the white cloth: The Eastern Pole Immortal Taiyi ordered the golden boy and jade girl to lead my father and mother to the world of immortals.
The white cloth was unfolded in the wind and fluttered in the cold wind.
In the end, the whole village was hung with the spirit summoning flags.
This phenomenon had just occurred not long ago. The Sword God from East Ocean, Chiba Bin, died in battle. The villagers of Swallow Dock felt his loyalty and spontaneously hung white flags to summon his soul. This was a great honor for the villagers of Swallow Dock.
Fang Yan's expression was stiff. His hands were no longer his hands, and his feet were no longer his feet. His face wasn't his face, and his heart wasn't his heart. Every step he took was like a machine without any emotion.
Behind him, white banners rose up one after another.
In front of him, there were many Fang family members lined up to welcome him.
At the front of the line was Fang Huwei. His hands tightly grasped the handle of the wheelchair. Because he used too much force, several pieces of the old paint were rubbed off. He didn't dare to look at his son's body in Fang Yan's arms. His eyes were red, and there were turbid tears in his eyes. He shouted in a hoarse and heroic voice, "A good man dies on the battlefield. He doesn't retreat or hide. He dies a heroic death. Raise the flag."
First Aunt Fang Yixin and Second Aunt Fang Yiling were crying uncontrollably. Lu Wan had already fainted from crying when she heard the news. Now he collapsed on the bed, unable to stand up.
First Uncle Fang Hao, Second Uncle Zhao Chengxin and a group of men ran over and took Fang Yixing's body from Fang Yan's hands. Then, he ran towards the coffin that had been set up in the inner room. According to the rules of Swallow Dock, the deceased had to be revered by their loved ones for three days before being buried.
Fang Yan seemed to have lost his soul. There were no tears, no sorrow, and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence. He passed by his grandfather Fang Huwei, the weeping women, and his mother's room. Then, he came to the mourning hall and knelt in front of the coffin.
Some people burned incense, some people set off firecrackers, and some people burned paper money.
Some people cried, some people howled, and some people mourned.
Some people knelt beside Fang Yan, some people comforted Fang Yan to drink water and eat, and some people told Fang Yan to restrain his grief.
Fang Yan had long lost his self-awareness. His divine sense had entered another world.
He automatically rejected and abandoned everything in this world. In the world he was in, there were only him, Lu Wan, and Fang Yixing, and his family of three.
There were scenes of him cheering when Fang Yixing bought him his first bicycle. There were scenes of Fang Yixing correcting his mistakes in the Tang and Song poems. There were also scenes of Fang Yixing angrily whipping Fang Yan because he was lazy in practicing martial arts.
He was erudite and had a good memory. His calligraphy and painting were first-class. The famous calligraphy and painting master, Mr. Chen Daoming, once said that he was qualified to be a professor at Shuimu University and Yanjing University.
However, he was never good at expressing his feelings.
He only scolded and scolded his son. Every time he showed concern, he had to use 'your mother said so'.
He was polite to his wife. He didn't have a diamond ring or rose, and he never said 'I love you'.
However, he loved and protected them with all his heart.
With all that he had and all that he could do.
Every farewell hug had to be stronger, because this might be a farewell forever.
Every wish had to be fulfilled as soon as possible, because there might be no future.
Ye Daoling returned.
He took half a day out of his busy work and brought his daughter, Ye Zi, to pay respects to Fang Yixing.
After he offered incense in front of Fang Yixing's memorial tablet, he looked at Fang Yan who was kneeling on the ground. He sighed softly and took his daughter's hand to leave.
Ye Daoxian came, and he brought his son, Ye Fengsheng. Ye Daoxian offered incense. Ye Fengsheng knelt in front of the memorial tablet and kowtowed three times. His head was bleeding, and he cried even more miserably than Fang Yan.
Ye Daowen also came, and he came with his wife. Ye Daowen offered incense in front of the memorial tablet, while his wife went to the inner room to comfort Lu Wan who had been lying on the bed for two days.
The old lady of the Li family came, and the old man of the Zhang family came. The old lady of the Ruan family came.
The teacher came.
The teacher went to visit the old man Fang Huwei and then left.
Ye Rou came.
Ye Rou came and knelt. She knelt beside Fang Yan without saying a word. Her face was cold.
Summer came.
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin also came after receiving the news.
Qin Yitian also came.
Qin Yitian knelt on the other side of Fang Yan. He didn't say a word to him, nor did he smile. The people she brought were busy helping with Fang Yixing's funeral, as if they were treating their own family.
Bai Xiu also came.
Bai Xiu offered three incense sticks in front of Fang Yixing's memorial tablet, and then stood in front of Fang Yan. He looked at Fang Yan and asked, "Are you very sad?"
Fang Yan didn't respond. He couldn't hear what the others were saying, and he didn't want to hear what they were saying.
The person he wanted to listen to the most was now lying in that narrow wooden box. What did it matter to him what the others said?
"When I went there, he was already dead," Bai Xiu said in a flat voice. "But he couldn't swallow his last breath, and he didn't want to use his last strength — he just wanted to stab him. He just wanted to stab him — you didn't see the satisfied expression on his face.
"He always wanted to do something for his son, and that was his only wish. He did it, so he left with peace of mind. He had a lot of things he didn't want to do, but he didn't have the slightest regret. He wanted to be a good father, and he was indeed a good father. "
Bai Xiu glanced at Ye Rou and Qin Yitian, who were kneeling on both sides of Fang Yan, and then turned around and walked toward the inner room of the Fang Family.
Lu Wan's room was crowded with people. Fang Yan's three aunts and some women who were close to Swallow Dock all gathered there, talking about family trivia and comforting Lu Wan, so that she would not go to extremes.
Bai Xiu stood at the door of the room and knocked on the door, but he didn't enter the room.
Lu Wan hadn't eaten or drunk for two days in a row, and she was extremely haggard. Her cheeks were thin, and her eyes were deep.
Seeing Bai Xiu appear in front of her, Lu Wan immediately jumped up from the bed.
She ran to Bai Xiu, grabbed his arm, and asked anxiously, "Bai Xiu, when Yixing left, you were the only one who was with him — tell me, did he suffer? Did he have any regrets when he left? Did he ask you to bring any message — "
Not only Lu Wan was concerned about this question, but the three sisters of the Fang Family and other women also gathered around.
They wanted to know the last situation of Fang Yixing, and they hoped that he didn't have any pain or regret when he left.
Since he couldn't live well, then they hoped that he could leave peacefully.
Bai Xiu's expression was calm, and his voice was gentle. He said gently and elegantly, "Aunt Lu, Uncle Fang left peacefully, and he didn't leave any regrets. He said that he trusted Fang Yan very much, and he was proud to have such a son. "
Lu Wan's eyes became moist and big drops of tears rolled down her cheeks. She said in a sad voice, "Yixing never said it, but I know he has always been proud of his son. He always wanted to call his son, but he didn't know what to say to him. Every time he dialed the number, he would ask me to pick it up. He would secretly listen to the conversation, as if he was talking to his son on the phone."
Since he had promised something, he must do it.
Therefore, even though he thought it was cruel, Bai Xiu still told Lu Wan truthfully, "Uncle Fang asked me to bring you a message —"
"What message? What message did he ask you to bring? "
"He said —" Bai Xiu's expression was respectful, and his voice was serious. "He regretted that he couldn't say this to you face to face, and he said that he couldn't say it in front of you — he was afraid that if he didn't say it at that time, he wouldn't have another chance."
Bai Xiu looked at Lu Wan and said softly, "He said he loved you."
"Wah —"
Lu Wan burst into tears, and she cried until she fainted.
After the coffin was stopped for three days, Fang Yixing would be buried.
Fang Yan wore mourning clothes and walked at the front of the farewell procession with a mourning stick in his hand.
Fang Yingying, Fang Haohan, Ye Fengsheng, Li Xiaotian, and a group of friends who hadn't left Swallow Dock followed closely behind, carrying the banner.
According to the tradition, girls like Ye Rou and Qin Yitian only needed to wear a short mourning ceremony. But the two insisted on wearing the same mourning ceremony as Fang Yan, which made the old man in charge of the funeral in the village feel awkward for a long time. He discussed it with the old man Fang Huwei for a long time before he agreed.
When Fang Yan dropped the first handful of dust, the men who had been waiting at the side shoveled the soil into the grave. Wang Dong's grave was dug behind Fang Yixing, and the two brothers were together in life and death.
Soon, the deep pit was filled, and the coffin was covered. From then on, they were separated by life and death.
The old man in the village sprinkled the spiritual water with a willow branch, and shouted in a long sad tone, "Homeward Bound —"
"Homeward Bound —"
"Homeward Bound —"
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