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"Master father"
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"Master and Father."
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Fu Benan slowly raised his eyes.
The first seven mourning halls were filled with black coffins and white clothes. He stared at the body of the person in front of him for too long. Even if he moved his eyes away, there was still a shadow of that face in his field of vision.
Fu Benan was sitting in the official chair, reaching into the coffin with one hand, holding Bai Yin's purple hand on the inkstone bed. Facing Fu Bainan like this, Fu Shisan felt a chill running down his spine as he pushed the door open.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Master, father, the ceremony is ready, the ministers are waiting outside, waiting for you and and the mistress."
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Fu Benan didn't answer, just looked back.
He looked at the woman lying quietly in the coffin, her body covered with gold, silver and paper money, all white. He looked at it for a long time, and then said slowly: "Let them wait."
Thirteen dipped his sleeves into the sweat on his forehead, "Master, Master Xue, Lord Liang is also outside. I'm afraidI'm afraid"
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Fu Benan moved his eyes, and his voice was so soft that it almost disappeared.
"You tell them, Ah Yan said, she is not ready yet." He suddenly smiled faintly, and this smile in the mourning hall was filled with a sinister atmosphere.
"If A Yan is not ready, I will wait for her. If I wait, they will have to wait too."
Thirteen had no choice but to bow out.
Fu Benan didn't look at Thirteen at all. His eyes stayed on Bai Yinyan, her purple eyelids, slightly swollen cheeks, and her bloodless lips.
After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, he turned around and leaned over, leaning forward to wipe off a little powder on Bai Yinyan's eyelashes.
When he took his hand back, a thought suddenly flashed through Fu Bainan¡¯s mind¡ª¡ª
Will she commit suicide?
Opening her cloudy eyes, she stretched out her long nails and opened her mouth to bite him. And what would happen to him if she opened her eyes at this time.
What will happen to him?
Fu Benan chuckled happily.
He gently opened Bai Yinyan's lips with his thumb, "Ayan" He put his thumb between her closed teeth, "Ayan, bite"
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"A Yan"
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There was no movement.
Fu Benan gradually stopped laughing. He took a deep breath and couldn't help but hold his forehead and lower his head. This was a very depressing action, but he had done it countless times without knowing it during these seven days without anyone.
It was almost half an hour of silence again.
There were bursts of sad music outside the hall, and the urging low button at the door sounded again. Fu Benan paused for a long time, and finally raised his eyes.
We can¡¯t delay it any longer.
He stood up holding on to the armrest, staggered twice to steady himself, and called people in.
The factory guards around me came and went, and they didn¡¯t dare to show their dignity.
Watching the coffin lid being slowly closed, Fu Benan followed the men carrying the coffin out of the mourning hall. The sun was dazzling outside. He squinted his eyes and saw all the officials standing in the courtyard in his field of vision.
As they wiped away their tears, they looked at his face from the corner of their eyes, crying in the same tone and saying similar condolences.
After walking out of the main gate, the mourning and music started again on the main road, and paper money was scattered all over the sky. Fu Bainan followed the mourning procession and slowly walked out of the city.
Feeling that the palm of his right hand was a little hot and empty, Fu Benan subconsciously clenched his hand and realized that he had held the Bai Yin Inkstone for too long, and the coldness suddenly disappeared, and his palm could not adapt for a while.
He can¡¯t adapt, what about A Yan? Will she be cold?
He should add another layer of gold and silver quilt to her.
????????????????????????????????????????: Will she feel uncomfortable? Do you have enough money to spend on the road?
Fu Bainan was trapped in lingering thoughts and gradually began to worry about nothing. His mind was in disarray. Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that he had reached the lower coffin at some point.
Everyone is waiting for him.
Looking around, Fu Bainan lowered his eyes.
He put his palm on the coffin lid, grabbed the edge and tried to open it, when the ceremony officer on the side quickly held it down.
"You can't do it, Duke! It's taboo to open the coffin at this time, you¡ª¡ª" The next words disappeared in Fu Benan's gaze.
The ceremony officer had no choice but to retreat.
With his withered fingers scratching the edge, veins popped out on his neck, Fu Bainan used his own strength to forcefully open the distance between the two heads of the sunken wood coffin lid carried by four people.
Bai Yinyan¡¯s pale face was exposed to the sun.
Fu Bainan?Ordinary. He sat at the table. Bai Yinyan came in with a bowl of noodles and handed it to him. She put down her chopsticks and said with a warm smile: "Master Governor, it's noon, let's eat."
After joking with Bai Yinyan, he raised his chopsticks with his lips pursed and woke up from his dream.
He returned to the cemetery, which was surrounded by deathly silence.
The stars hang high above our heads, and there is no moon in the night.
Fu Bainan looked around blankly for a moment, and suddenly felt that his throat was blocked and it was difficult to breathe. He gasped and recalled the scene in his dream, opening and closing his eyes, all filled with that smile.
He can't forget it.
It¡¯s not that there¡¯s anything special about that smile, but that smile is not Bai Yinyan¡¯s usual face, it¡¯s the swollen face after her death. It¡¯s not a good-looking face, but he just wants to kiss her.
He once thought that appearance was important to him.
He thought he could bear the separation.
? He once thought.
Fu Benan stood up holding on to the tombstone. After calming down a violent dizziness, he summoned the factory guard from a distance.
He made a decision.
"dig the grave."
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Everyone looked at each other in silence, no one dared to move.
Fu Benan's tone was very calm, even a little weak. He raised his arm and pointed at the place where the coffin was buried. He repeated again: "dig the grave, and I will take Ah Yan back."
No one dares to move, no one dares to persuade.
Fu Bainan glanced around and pointed at Xu Shixiu, "You go downstairs and borrow two shovels. The others will dig now with their hands."
Thirteen swallowed, took two steps forward and said in a trembling voice: "Master, master it is a taboo to reopen the coffin and break ground"
Fu Bainan¡¯s cheeks were slightly convex, and a high-pitched voice burst out from between his teeth¡ª¡ª
¡°Dig!¡±
Thirteen quickly fell silent, and everyone started to take action one after another despite their numb scalps.
Not long after, Xu Shixiu also came back. With the shovel, he moved faster, and in less than two-quarters of an hour, the tomb that had been under the ground for a month and a half was revealed again.
Everyone worked together to open the coffin. Fu Benan jumped into the tomb with his robe, held the edge of the coffin lid with his fingers and suddenly exerted force. The heavy wood flew open. The few people who had covered their noses and prepared themselves all had no time to retreat. He froze at the edge of the grave.
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