Above the nine springs, people rob the earth and the spirit

Chapter 31 He Jiahuan’s Funeral

Early the next morning, Bai Baiqing got on the bus.

Today's condolences were actually organized by the teacher. The head teacher said that he would wait for them downstairs at He Jiahuan's house at seven o'clock in the morning. Anyone who wants to come can come and wait for half an hour.

After all, some people's homes are far away and they probably won't be able to make it. Those who can come will basically be in vain.

There are only a dozen or so people in their class in the town of Wan Si.

When Bai Tianqing arrived, he saw that several students had already arrived.

The head teacher was stunned when he saw Bai Tianqing, and looked her up and down first.

Bai Tianqing was not wearing a school uniform today. She was wearing a loose long-sleeved trousers and carrying a schoolbag. She didn't know what she was wearing, but the most important thing was that she looked so bad.

"Are you okay? Did you go to the hospital yesterday? You still look bad!"

Bai Tianqing said: "It's just malnutrition. I will eat more food next time."

The head teacher sighed.

To be honest, the family conditions of the students in the class are not very good. After all, they are a poor county, and it is good enough for everyone to have enough food and clothing.

"Teacher, have you contacted He Jiahuan's grandmother? Is the funeral at her home? Are you going to the funeral parlor?" Bai Tianqing asked her question.

"Hmm..." The head teacher pushed up his glasses, a little hesitant.

"It seems that we have already gone to the funeral parlor. Today we will hold a funeral at home and send the ashes for burial. We will just go and visit her later. If you have a good relationship with her, just say a few words and burn the paper. "

It feels a little weird to be honest.

The head teacher thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's their custom."

After saying this, he felt it was unreliable. Local customs were generally the same, and he had never heard of other families holding funerals this way.

So at first he didn't agree with organizing students to come, and he didn't even want to tell the students.

But the principal said that he should tell the students and let them go and have a look. This would help them feel more at ease and prevent them from being panicked if they knew about it privately.

The head teacher thinks that this will not prevent everyone from panicking.

But that’s it already.

After waiting for a while, at half past seven, the head teacher counted the number of people.

There were ten people in total.

Among them, He Jiahuan's deskmate had been crying at the side for a long time. They had a good relationship. Who would have thought that such bad news would come.

"Okay, come with me."

The head teacher said, leading them into the community.

The community is really throwing away paper money this time, mixed with locust flower petals, which makes people sigh.

There are several wreaths downstairs in the unit. In the middle of the wreaths is the word "Die" in capital letters on a white background and black letters. In the middle of one of them is a portrait of He Jiahuan smiling sweetly at the camera.

When He Jiahuan's deskmate saw this scene, he just sobbed quietly, but suddenly he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Others also had red eyes.

Knowing it is one thing, but seeing with your own eyes that only a cold black and white photo of your former bright classmate is left, the shock of death is shocking.

Bai Tianqing pursed her lips tightly, looked at the photo of the deceased, and subconsciously clenched it hard with her hands.

Obviously, He Jiahuan seemed to be out of danger.

[The copy "He Jiahuan's Funeral" has been opened! 】

A sudden sound made Bai Tianqing's body stiffen slightly.

She looked at the classmates and teachers around her, but they didn't react, so she was the only one who heard it.

But couldn't she only hear their system prompts when there were players around?

What comes to mind? Bai Tianqing turned his head.

I saw a red bus parked outside the community gate.   Then the car door opened and someone was getting out.

Bai Tianqing subconsciously withdrew her gaze to avoid being noticed. She could see the red bus.

At this time, the head teacher sighed and said: "Okay students, let's go up and see Grandma He first. It's not easy for Grandma He. She raised her granddaughter by herself. You can try to comfort her as much as possible." "

Just as he said this, Bai Tianqing heard one of the players behind him speak.

"Teacher, are we not late?"

The head teacher was stunned for a moment, and turned around to see two unfamiliar faces. A trace of confusion flashed across his face, but soon there was a sense of surprise.

"Oh, you two are here too, it's not too late, let's come together."

So did other classmates, including Bai Baiqing.

Even though I didn’t know these two people, I felt like, oh, they are our classmates.

I just can't remember the name, but it doesn't matter, the funeral is more important now.

Bai Tianqing then withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and followed the class teacher.

Are there only two players participating in this instance?

Why do they seem to have assigned themselves a classmate identity as soon as they come out? Is it the mechanism of this copy, or is it a new gameplay after the game is updated?

Does gaming have such a big impact on people like them? Obviously there are two players, and even though she is in an awakened state, she still has the idea that these two people are my classmates.

This feeling makes people feel cold all over.

The two players were also very cautious. They seemed to know each other, and their eyes were sharp. They had a strong aura, and the clothes they wore were extremely convenient for combat. They didn't look like ordinary players.

Bai Tianqing felt a little heavy in her heart.

She definitely couldn't be beaten head-on.

Let’s observe the two of them first.

Those two people didn't have much communication, and they were very wary of NPCs like them.

Going upstairs, there are also wreaths placed everywhere in the corridor where the He family is located.

To be honest, under normal circumstances, if a funeral is held in a unit building of this kind of community, other owners will feel unlucky and will complain.

After all, residential buildings are where many family members live together. Why should your family hold a funeral here? There are no dead people in my family.

But in this old community, no one seems to have any objections, and no one even comes out at all. The entire corridor is empty, and paper money is scattered on the ground.

They are all white copper coin-type paper money.

The door of He's house is open.

In the corridor, I felt that the whole building was quiet, so quiet that even the head teacher showed hesitation on his face, which felt a bit intrusive.

But he was the class teacher after all, so even if he felt a little scared in his heart, he couldn't show it.

Still calm on his face, he walked to the door of He's house, knocked gently, and looked inward at the same time.

The lighting in the room was very poor, so I couldn't see clearly.

It just looks like there are a lot of people there.

The face of an old lady suddenly appeared below his line of sight, frightening the head teacher so much that he almost shouted.

"You...you are He Jiahuan's grandma, right? Hello, I am He Jiahuan's class teacher. Behind me are the classmates of our class. After everyone learned about He Jiahuan, they wanted to come over to express their condolences. I have also contacted you."

The head teacher pushed up his glasses as he spoke. I always felt that the old lady looked at people in a weird way.

The old lady's eyes swept over everyone behind the class teacher.

Everyone feels uncomfortable.

The old lady's eyes swept over Bai Bai Qing and the two players emphatically, and finally settled on the two players, looking up and down.

"These two are also your students?"

(End of this chapter)