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Chapter 71 Unspoken Suspicion

Boldly looking at it carefully, I realized that it was my hallucination.

Dad's face has turned red that ordinary people don't have, and his wide-open eyes feel like their canthus are splitting apart. Inexplicably, it reminds Lu Zhenzhong of the word "death will never rest in peace".

The sister's cries drew some enthusiastic neighbors knocking on the door.A funeral is like an invisible invitation.Gradually, the number of family members increased.One after another, several uncles and elders from the Lu family also arrived one after another.As the number of people in the room gradually increased, Mother Lu also woke up from her dementia.

The uncles, half discussing and half making suggestions, made arrangements for the funeral.

After waking up, Mother Lu was unbelievably strong. She told her uncles and elders that there was no need to be extravagant and keep everything simple. At most, she would use the farewell hall of the funeral home to hold a simple farewell ceremony.

The uncle and elder looked at Lu Zhenzhong in embarrassment.In Yilin, it is almost an unwritten rule to hold a big funeral.

Lu Zhenzhong frowned and said nothing.He is a highly educated person, believes in atheism, and has always believed that it is better to be more filial while alive than to make a fuss after death.He has borrowed money to see a doctor for his father, so it can be said that he is not filial.As for the etiquette for showing to the living, he also approves of simplicity.

Elder sister Lu Mei's crying paused at the right time, and she was also watching Lu Zhenzhong.Judging by her expression, I also hope that Lu Zhenzhong can speak out against his mother.

However, Lu Zhenzhong, who knew everything, did not object.

In the end, everything will follow the owner's wishes and be as simple as possible.

Under the instruction of his elders, Lu Zhenzhong first dialed 120, and when 120 came, he performed a symbolic rescue and issued a death certificate.Called the local funeral home again.The staff of the funeral home arrived half an hour later, looked at the death certificate issued earlier, and carried Father Lu away.

While waiting for 120 and the funeral car, unabashed discussions came from the living room.

"Old Lu is not lucky. He died the night before he went to Shanghai to see a doctor."

"Come on. I'm so lucky. I've been to Shanghai to see my illness a long time ago, and it's the best hospital and doctor I've seen."

"Yes, yes, I heard that seeing one illness, this number! Most people are reluctant."

"It's not only a matter of reluctance, but also a matter of ability. Some people can't make up this number even if they try to sell everything."

"He said a few months ago that he was going to die, so he already lived a few months longer."

"It's all about money."

"His son is amazing!"

"Old Lu deserves to live!"

Lu Zhenzhong stayed by his mother's side amidst the voice of discussion that he didn't know how to restrain.Lu's mother tightly held Lu Zhenzhong's hand, like the last leaf hanging on a branch in late autumn, her perseverance is strong, but in fact, she was trembling all the time.

Lu Zhenzhong felt his mother's fear, so he let her hold his hand.His other hand rested on his mother's shoulder from time to time, half-circling her.

After the funeral car carried Father Lu away, the discussions in the living room also came to a unified caliber.Mother Lu's grip on Lu Zhenzhong's hand suddenly lost her strength, her whole body went limp, and she passed out.

Lu Zhenzhong's feeling was that his mother, a lonely leaf hanging on a branch in late autumn, was finally defeated by the cold wind and was blown off.

Lu Mei noticed their mother's fainting a moment earlier than Lu Zhenzhong.

Call for help, call for help, pinch people.Lu Zhenzhong yelled "Get out of the way", he hugged his mother horizontally, and rushed outside.For the first time, I realized that my mother had become so light without knowing it.

It took Lu Zhenzhong 2 minutes to squeeze out of the crowd with the assistance of the crowd, who were more of a hindrance than a help.He went downstairs sideways, and shouted as he went downstairs: "Sister, call 120!"

In one of the windows at the corner of the stairs, the glass had long since broken.A gust of cool wind whirled into the corridor.

Lu's mother in Lu Zhenzhong's arms woke up slowly, just in time to hear her son yelling "Call 120!" She raised her hand, pressed it against his son's firm chest, and said weakly, "I'm fine."

Lu Zhenzhong slowed down his steps going downstairs, for fear of bumping his wife.

"I am fine."

Lu Zhenzhong still trotted all the way, and ran downstairs in one breath.Just thinking about whether to wait downstairs for 120 or go to the gate of the community for 120, Lu's mother struggled to get down.Lu Zhenzhong tentatively put his mother down.

Mother Lu raised her head, looked at her worried son, stretched out her rough hand, and gently stroked Lu Zhenzhong's cheek.In order to save his mother from struggling, Lu Zhenzhong bent down cooperatively.Lu's mother suddenly smiled, and said lightly and quickly: "It's all right now, you can relax a bit."

Before the lingering sound, the group of people at home had already followed.

"It's done! It's done!" They exclaimed, "Old Lu bless you!"

"It must be too sad. The old couple has been married for decades, and the relationship is deep."

"Quickly ask Lu Mei to call 120 again, and tell them not to come over."

Many enthusiastic neighbors in the neighborhood rushed to offer ideas.

Lu Zhenzhong was pushed and pulled by the tide-like crowd, and those chattering voices became the background sound in the distance. In his mind, only his mother's voice was played clearly and repeatedly: It's all right now, you can relax...

The tumultuous day is finally over.

It was late at night, and the enthusiastic uncles and neighbors dispersed.

At home, there are only three people left: Lu Zhenzhong, Lu's mother and Lu Mei.Daewoo and Xiaoyu were picked up by their grandma long before dinner.

Lu Zhenzhong asked Boss Tang for funeral leave, and soon, he received messages of condolence from A Hui, Lao Zhang, and Da Da.Lao Zhang, Dali and Ahui each transferred 2000 condolences.Including Tang Boss, there are more than ten thousand.

The care from friends and boss moved Lu Zhen's heart.

Although Lao Zhang is a native of Shanghai, he only paid off the debts left by saving his mother last year, and a pair of twin daughters are about to get married again. How can he have enough money?

Dali seems to have no financial pressure, but unfortunately there is a prodigal wife in the family.His wife only buys expensive ones and not the right ones; she insists on raising their son according to the standards of a famous young master.Dali works alone and supports two shredders, how much can he save?

Not to mention Ah Hui.When he was studying in graduate school, he paid off the student loan when he was studying in college through work-study program; after working, he paid off the student loan when he was studying in graduate school.After the loan was paid off, he undertook his younger brother's college tuition, accommodation and living expenses.At the most passionate age, the husband and wife can only be forced to separate.It's hard to come to the weekend when we can reunite, and we have to think twice, reluctant to part with the several hundred yuan opening fee.

How could the condolence money they generously transferred not make Lu Zhenzhong feel grateful?As for the 5000 yuan transferred by Boss Tang, it can be regarded as a signal to treat Lu Zhenzhong as one of his own.

Lu Zhenzhong put away his phone, put out soaked instant noodles, and sent them to his mother and sister.Compared with her elder sister Lu Mei whose eyes were swollen from crying, Mother Lu didn't seem to shed a single tear.

Neither mom nor sister had any appetite.

Lu Zhenzhong ate two big bowls by himself.There are still many procedures and things waiting for him to do tomorrow.He is a man who can bear the loss of a loved one more than a woman, so he must be stronger.

After eating instant noodles and sweating all over, Lu Zhenzhong went to take a bath.

When the shower water in the bathroom came out, Lu Mei, who was sobbing in the living room, stopped crying immediately. She grabbed her mother's hand, raised her head and asked, "Mom, how did Dad die?"

(End of this chapter)