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176 Farewell with Tears

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    Although the land father-in-law spoke confidently, in fact, only he himself knew that what he said just now was nothing but speculation.  Fortunately, Granny Land seems to have believed it.  As long as he can settle his wife, that would be the greatest success for the land father-in-law.

    "Well, it seems that from now on, I can only keep my worries about the predestined person in my heart." After sighing in his heart, the land father-in-law and the land mother-in-law continued to pay attention to the movements of the predestined person.

    No matter how much I mourn in my heart, it is useless, because now I can only "listen" passively, and can't do anything else.  Hearing the grunt of cars and the conversation of funeral home workers, I knew I was being wheeled into the dressing room.  It seems that before cremation, all "people", oh no, except me, can no longer be called "people".  All the corpses will go through a simple make-up, perhaps to leave a good last impression on the loved ones.  It's just that I can't see or feel right now, so it's impossible to know how the staff put on makeup.  I am actually quite resistant to the "makeup" that the staff said, because, subconsciously, I have already regarded "makeup" as a synonym for "woman".

    "Hey, a big man, what's the use of makeup?" The moment the sound of pushing the cart disappeared, I couldn't help talking to myself nervously, "I don't know what ugly appearance these guys will make me into."  ?Damn it, why did I lose control over my body? Otherwise, I wouldn¡¯t have fallen into such a passive, awkward, helpless, and miserable situation.¡±

    Finally, the grunt of the cart sounded again.  I guess the makeup is over.  "Oh, what a tragedy! Now, no matter how ugly I am, I can't hide. I can only be pushed out to shame me!" Amidst my lamentation, the grunt of the pushcart stopped again.

    As the saying goes, "Which pot is not open, which pot is lifted", what I am most afraid of now is sadness, but the staff just played the heavy melody "sorrow and music".  Listening to it, I couldn't help but burst into tears because of the vocal music.  Because, I know that after the ceremony, what awaits me will be a burning fire.  In other words, soon, I will really be separated from my loved ones forever.  I am really very reluctant!  Now, I already feel that it is an extremely happy thing to be able to hear the voices of my loved ones clearly.

    "God, I'm not greedy anymore, I want to get back to the original! Please don't punish me, just let me keep track like this. Please!" I cried and begged hoarsely.  If I could act now, I would get on my knees to show my sincerity.  I would give anything to keep the out-of-control body that I hated.  Unfortunately, God didn't respond at all.

    Amid the sound of mourning and music, the staff reminded relatives and friends to come to the hall, and after three laps, everyone was asked to line up according to blood relationship.  My son is holding my photo, of course standing in the front.  Next is all three bows.

    The last procedure is "farewell to the dead body".  "I bah! Bah, bah, bah what 'body'? I'm not dead yet! Okay?"

    At the moment when the staff started to push the car, I suddenly heard a heart-piercing wail.  That voice sounded so familiar.  who is she?  She is the partner who has accompanied me for most of my life, she is the opposite sex that I care about but has no blood relationship, and she is the beauty who shares the bed with me At this moment, who is the saddest?  It is estimated that it should be her.  Because of my departure, she can only live alone from now on.  Although I have children to accompany me, it cannot be compared with my determination to accompany me.  We often say, "Women are half the sky", which essentially means that the other half of the sky is men.  For two people who have been together for life, the permanent departure of any one of them is tantamount to the collapse of half the sky.  Those who have not experienced it will never be able to understand that kind of grief.

    I can understand my wife's mood at this moment, because after I was pushed into the hearth of the furnace room, I could never come out.  After a while, all my wife can see is a handful of ashes.  You said, can she not be sad?  However, understanding belongs to understanding, but after hearing that extremely shrill cry, I just feel heartbroken.  My tears that had just been stopped spewed out again without disappointment.  If I have regained control of my body at this moment, then in the blink of an eye, I will definitely be wet with tears.

    My wife cried without scruples, my wife cried loudly, and my wife cried heartily Although I was sad along with it, even though I couldn't bear to hear it, I knew that it was actually a good thing for my wife to vent the sadness in my heart.  This is a complete release of grief, after which the wife will not be hurt by grief.  Therefore, while weeping with me, I couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

    ?Amidst the unrestrained crying, there was always a hint of sobbing mixed in.  That voice is very familiar to me.  Because, that is the lovely person I held in my palm and cared for since I was a child.  My blood flows in her body, and she is the closest person to me in this world.  Because of the deep family affection, she couldn't help but burst into tears.  Her sobs were definitely genuine.  From now on, she will never see her father, so she feels sad.  She couldn't help it, and tears welled up in her eyes.  However, she is different from his wife.  She has received higher education since she was a child and knows etiquette, so it is absolutely impossible for her to cry unscrupulously and regardless of the occasion like her wife.  Under the utmost patience, she still sobbed aloud!  From this it is not difficult to see the degree of sadness in her heart!  I'm not very worried about her, though.  Because, although she endured it, she finally cried and vented.  Moreover, she has her husband to comfort her.  I believe that it won't take long for her to get over the grief of losing her father.

    The only one who didn't make a sound was the son.  This makes me very worried.  Because, I know that the sadness in my son's heart will never be less than that of his wife and daughter.  However, from beginning to end, the son never cried.  This in the end is why?  What I am most afraid of is that my son will suppress this painful sadness in his heart.  Is it possible to hold down the sadness forever without hurting the body?

    "Son, even though you are the only man in the family and the pillar of the family, it doesn't mean you don't have the right to grieve. 'A man doesn't flick his tears because he hasn't reached the place where he is sad', cry  Come on, let's cry out loud, son! I believe that no one will laugh at you for crying because of the loss of their father!" In the grunt of the pushcart, I desperately shouted at my son, but unfortunately, the sad thing is  , the son could not hear at all.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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