Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 556 The lying child (2)
After seeing the timid look in his son's eyes, he could only comfort his head with his hands, and said with a low voice: "So-and-so, grandpa passed away the morning before yesterday, so... we came here to see him."

Although as a child, I still don't know the definition of death, but when I saw many people at the mourning party lower their heads and wipe the corners of their eyes, and there were low sobs one after another, so-and-so immediately hid behind his mother.

Then she poked her head out secretly: "Qiqi, so-and-so wants to go home."

Jin Ziqi didn't blame his son, but said patiently: "Maybe so and so will never see grandpa again, this is the last time, doesn't so and so want to see grandpa?"

Seeing that his mother didn't look like a joke, Jin Moumou suppressed his panic and hesitantly moved to Jin Ziqi's side.

"Qiqi just said that grandpa passed away, is it just like Ercai's mother, Dafu, lying motionless in the grass, and then so-and-so never saw him the next day?"

Ercai was a dog raised by the neighbor Grandpa Zhang when he lived in Jin's house.

As soon as Jin Ziqi nodded, a certain pair of big eyes were quickly clouded with mist, pink lips were flattened, and small shoulders twitched, but he still suppressed his emotions and did not cry out.

Jin Ziqi didn't know how to comfort his depressed son, when he heard someone talking——

"Don't be sad, the chairman has a soul in heaven, and I don't want everyone to be so decadent for him!"

She pondered for a while, and then said to Jin Moumou: "So-and-so, grandpa loves you so much, if there is a soul in the sky, I will not be willing to see so-and-so so sad!"

Jin Moumou raised his face, with tears in his eyes, "Qiqi, you won't understand."

"I don't understand?" Jin Ziqi looked at his serious son in astonishment.

Jin Moumou nodded heavily: "Qiqi is a big fortune, and so-and-so is the second wealth. If one day Qiqi dies, who will cook for so-and-so? Who will buy new clothes for so-and-so? Who will give so-and-so pocket money money?"

As he spoke, the child's expression became distraught, and he even cried softly.

Because Jin XX suddenly discovered that Qiqi is really important, and he doesn't want Qiqi to be like grandpa.

Fortunately, the focus of the memorial service was on the front, and no one noticed at the door.

Jin Ziqi stroked his forehead, somewhat unable to explain: "So and so, Qiqi will not die for no reason."

"Really?" The little guy immediately burst into tears and looked at Jin Ziqi with bright eyes.

Jin Ziqi touched his watermelon head helplessly, the soft hair made her feel soft.

"Of course, Qiqi wants to live a long life, watching so-and-so marry a wife and have a baby!"

With tears still hanging from the corners of Jin's eyes, he sniffed, "Then why can Qiqi live a long life, but grandpa can't?"

Once this child's stubborn temper of asking the bottom line comes up, he will never stop until he breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line.

Jin Ziqi knew that he didn't have much time to explain to the child, so he said nonsense: "Because Qiqi has taken the panacea from the Supreme Lord, well, now so-and-so is holding Qiqi, and we go in together."

Jin Moumou rolled his eyes with a smile, patted his own small chest, and made a false alarm: "Qiqi doesn't have to die."

Just as he followed Jin Ziqi for two steps, the little guy stopped, frowned faintly, held Jin Ziqi's little finger, and asked eagerly, "Qiqi, what about so-and-so? Have you taken any panacea?"

At this moment, the mother and son walked into the mourning place, and many eyes were already looking at them.

Jin Ziqi nodded to the others while avoiding the crowded flow of people. Suddenly, when he heard his son's innocent question, he subconsciously said, "Where did you get the panacea..."

Then, the entire noisy mourning venue suddenly burst into wailing.

"Ahhhh... If so-and-so dies, who will give the delicious food made by Qiqi? Who will wear the new clothes Qiqi bought? Who will spend Qiqi's money? Huh..."

The heavy atmosphere was disturbed by the earth-shattering cries of ghosts and gods, and almost everyone in the audience looked over.

Everyone only sees——

In the center of the memorial service, the daughter-in-law of the Song family, dressed in black, was leading a little boy who was crying heartbroken. The crying was bold and unrestrained, as if the land would collapse, the earth would tear, the sea would dry up and rocks would perish.

Some of the core figures of the Song family at the scene all lowered their heads silently, and when they looked up again, tears streamed down their faces. Many of them lay down under Song Zhiren's photo, crying heartbreakingly, shouting "Chairman, Chairman".

Those who know how to wink also immediately knelt down on the ground, took out a tissue and kept wiping their eyes. For a while, there were cries and cries at the memorial service, one higher than the other, as if they were all competing with each other.

Jin Ziqi and Jin Moumou: "..."

When Song Qiyan came in after talking with Su Ningxue and Qiao Nan, he saw the ground was covered with darkness.

The already painful temples throbbed more and more.

The culprit, Jin Moumou, hid behind Jin Ziqi and looked around curiously.

Song Qiyan saw that his wife and children were not crying, so he almost guessed what was going on.

Although these people who came to mourn Song Zhiren respected him, they more or less came to test his tone.

Song Zhiren died, and once the shares under his name were transferred, the new chairman could not escape his grasp.

There are three fires for a new official to take office, and everyone is afraid that one of them will burn to the back of his ass.

So when Jin Moumou burst into tears just now, those people only thought it was the meaning of the new chairman of the Song family. Regardless of Sanqi 21, they opened their voices and cried bitterly to cooperate, even if they couldn't cry. Mourn a few times, lest if you don't pay attention, it will become a reason for Song Qiyan to find fault.

Song Qiyan didn't remind them, and let them try their best to see who could cry the most.

The memorial service officially began, the audience was silent, and the specially invited master of ceremonies recited the condolences loudly.

As the daughter-in-law, Jin Ziqi, with Song Qiyan's support, kneeled under the coffin with her stomach upright, while Jin XX knelt between her parents.Song Ranqin and Su Hengfeng also came, but they kept stern faces, not giving others a good look.

The condolences recalled Song Zhiren's life and praised his character, with occasional soft sobs.

Some elders from the business world came to mourn, and Song Qiyan had to go to accompany them.

Even though the heating was turned on in the funeral parlor, the hard floor still had a coolness seeping into the knees.

Jin Ziqi let the so-and-so, who was so tired from kneeling with a small face wrinkled, lean against her, while she lowered her head and continued to maintain the posture of guarding the spirit. Her lower back was sore. She was just about to beat it with her hands when a handkerchief was handed over to her. in front of.

That bony hand had been waiting there for a long time, and above his head, a hoarse and gentle voice sounded——

"My condolences are changing. Wipe off the sweat on my forehead."

(End of this chapter)