The next day, it was Monday. Early in the morning, the male manager of the North Gangzi Cemetery in the provincial capital called Li Rui to inform him that the auspicious point had been completed and that the urn could be placed at any time. Of course, the most important thing was to inform him to pay the final payment.
After receiving the phone call, Li Rui immediately rushed to the Qingyang Hotel to inform Huang Zhishan and the others. Huang Zhishan discussed with his brothers and nephews. They all felt that they should follow the principle of burial and bury Huang Xinghua's ashes as soon as possible. Therefore, Huang Zhishan made an international call to a friend in Malaysia and asked him to find a "master" who knew about the Almanac to look at the date. After calculating that today was suitable for burial, they finally decided to rush to Jingnan to bury the old man today.
Everyone prepared themselves. Li Rui called for two Iveco and took everyone to the funeral parlor. They took out Huang Xinghua's urn and rushed straight to Jingnan.
At 10: 20 in the morning, in front of Huang Xinghua's grave on the slope of North Gangzi Cemetery, the Huang family lined up in three rows according to seniority. Li Rui's identity was special, so he was lucky to be in the first row. Everyone looked sad and silent as they witnessed the sad moment of life and death.
Under the guidance of the cemetery's burial master, Huang Zhishan and Huang Zhihai burned a small amount of yellow paper in Huang Xinghua's grave. It was commonly known as the "warm point" to show that the deceased also had a "warm home". Then, the brothers' wives scattered some Fuyin soil at the bottom of the grave. Fuyin soil had the effect of preventing moisture, insects, and protecting the urn. Then, Huang Zhishan sat facing south and carefully placed the urn into the grave.
After Huang Zhishan placed it properly, the burial master handed him a thick piece of golden cloth and recited loudly, "Gold cover silver! Filial son and grandson filial piety to the old man, wishing the old man prosperity in the next life. "
Huang Zhishan listened to him and carefully covered the urn with the cloth. He stood up with tears in his eyes.
The burial master looked around at everyone and said, "Now, you can put the old man's favorite things in. With them accompanying the old man, he won't be lonely in the Yellow Springs."
The Huang brothers Huang Zhishan and Huang Zhihai turned around to look at their nephews and relatives, wanting to see if they had anything to put inside.
Li Rui took two steps forward and handed a silver bracelet to Huang Zhishan. He said, "This is Old Huang's favorite silver bracelet. It should accompany him forever."
Huang Zhishan nodded and took the silver bracelet. After looking at it for a while, he knelt down and respectfully placed it on the cloth.
The burial master waited for a while. When he saw that no one was putting anything in, he scattered the Fuyin Soil around the urn, filling the entire space of the tomb. He let the Fuyin Soil protect the urn so that Huang Xinghua could rest in peace.
After completing this step, the Burial Master began to seal the acupoint after getting the confirmation from Huang Zhishan and the others.
Everyone knew what this meant. Many of them couldn't help but cry out loud. Even Li Rui had tears streaming down his face.
After sealing the acupoints, the sacrificial ceremony began. Everyone placed baskets of flowers, bouquets, and fresh fruits on the tombstones, graves, and empty spaces. Huang Zhishan sobbed and said a few words of comfort to express his condolences to his father.
In the end, everyone stood up and stood in silence. After the silence ended, they bowed three times under the instructions of the burial master. At this point, the burial ceremony was over.
Everyone went down the mountain one after another. There were a few older women who cried until the sky turned dark. They couldn't walk on their own and needed the help of their juniors to go down.
Li Rui didn't move. He still stood in front of the tomb and said quietly, "Big brother, you can get what you want now. You finally saw Old Su Yun. Are you happy to see her? Would they laugh at us, who cried and grieved for you, as fools? Sigh, you can go in peace. You don't have to worry about your children and grandchildren. You can enjoy the happy time when you meet Old Su Yun again. As for that TV series, I promise to finish filming and broadcast it for you. It's a pity that you won't be able to see it anymore … Of course, after you see Old Su Yun, why would you care about a TV series that misses her? "
He muttered to himself for a while, then finally wiped his tears and resolutely turned around to leave. However, just as he turned around, he was surprised to find that Huang Weining was looking at him from not too far away. He was slightly startled, then walked towards her.
"Miss Huang, you haven't gone down yet?"
Huang Weining's eyes were red and swollen from crying. For this reason, she put on a pair of sunglasses. When she heard his question, she opened her mouth and said faintly, "I heard someone say that people die three times. When they stop breathing, it's the first death, which is a physical death. When they are buried, it's the second death, which means that they have died from society. When the last person who remembers them forgets them, it's the third death. At that moment, they completely die, and there is no trace of them in the world. If that's the case, my grandfather is not completely dead. I don't even believe that he has died. "
Li Rui comforted her and said, "Old Huang is a great entrepreneur, philanthropist, and patriotic overseas Chinese. He has made great contributions to China's prosperity. Such a great person will never die. He will live in the hearts of those who have received his help, especially the six million people of Qingyang. They will never forget what he has done for our homeland!"
Huang Weining was silent for a while. Then, she said, "Let's go to the cemetery to pay the final payment."
The two of them walked down the mountain one after the other and joined the rest of the Huang family who were waiting at the entrance of the cemetery.
Standing in front of the crowd, Li Rui first felt a pair of hot and sharp lights shooting at him. He turned around and saw that the two lights belonged to Lin Jiacong. He was supporting an old woman in her sixties with one hand. The old woman was none other than his mother-in-law, Huang Weining's mother, and Huang Zhishan's wife. She stared at him with an ugly expression. He guessed that she was jealous after seeing him and Huang Weining fall behind and go down the mountain together. He sneered in his heart and turned his head away, ignoring him.
At this time, Huang Weining was telling Huang Zhishan that she, Li Rui, and the male manager were going to the cemetery to pay the final payment and asked them to go back to Qingyang first. Huang Zhishan nodded in agreement and called everyone to return to the car.
Lin Jiacong glanced at Li Rui and said, "He's going with you?" Huang Weining said, "Yes." Huang Weining said, "I want to go too!" Huang Weining looked at him and said, "Well, you can go. I won't go."
She said coldly and said to the male manager, "I'm sorry, I won't be going. Can you take him to pay the bill?" After that, she nodded and apologized, then walked to the car door.
Lin Jiacong was shocked and angry when he saw her reaction. After watching her get into the car, he suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely at Li Rui. He shouted sternly, "Don't go too far!"
When Li Rui saw that almost everyone had gotten into the car, he smiled coldly and said, "Mr. Lin, I'm just going to pay the final payment with Miss Huang, but you're already so jealous. I can't help but admire you. Can you not be so childish? After all, you're the eldest son-in-law of the Huang family. Can't you show some manners? If you keep pestering her like this, Miss Huang will only dislike you more and more. That's all I have to say. You're on your own! "After that, he walked to the car door.
The last sentence was to return the exact words he had said yesterday. It could also be considered as venting a little of his resentment.
Lin Jiacong's face flushed red and his facial features twisted. He looked like he was about to swallow someone whole. The male manager saw this and secretly looked at him with disdain. He confirmed with him, "Sir, you're going with me to the sales office to pay the bill, right?"
Lin Jiacong scolded, "I'll pay your ass!"
The male manager was angry and aggrieved. He said, "You … How can you be so uncultured? Look at your wife and Mr. Li. They're so polite. You should learn from them …"
Lin Jiacong took a few steps in front of him and scolded, "I'll learn from your mother! You want me to learn from him? Are you kidding me? Are you blind? He should be the one learning from me … "
The male manager was furious. He gritted his teeth and pointed at him. "I'm not going to talk nonsense with you. You'd better pay the final payment with me immediately. Otherwise, I'll call the police!"
Lin Jiacong snorted and said, "Fine, I'll pay it. What's the big deal? Why are you so fierce? If you keep being fierce, I won't pay it! " After that, he turned to look at the Iveco that Li Rui was in. He whispered something and clenched his right hand into a fist.
On the day they returned to Qingyang City, Huang Zhishan and the rest rushed to Beijing and took a flight back to Malaysia. Huang Weining and Jiang Meixian were the only two women in Qingyang City. The housekeeper, Qi Fengchi, stayed in Huangzhou City to be in charge of the construction of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall.
The bodyguard, Liang Gen, and the family doctor, Zheng Yulun, who were involved in the murder of Huang Weiqian's grandfather, were arrested by the police in Qingyang City to await the final trial. Zha Xiaoxian, who was bribed by Huang Weiqian, was also fired by the Huang Family. The lawyer, Fei Yingxian, was forgiven by Huang Weining and escaped unscathed. He had already run back to Malaysia. The main culprit, Huang Weiqian, had already died in the car accident. At this point, the murder of Huang Xinghua had come to an end. His time in Qingyang City had also become a thing of the past. His granddaughter, Huang Weining, would replace him to write a beautiful new chapter for Qingyang City.
"Miss Huang, take a break first. You've walked through two poor mountain villages and visited the village's primary school. It must be very tiring for you. Stop and rest for a while!"
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