Mingrui and Xu Zhiyi were both wearing mourning clothes and looked heavy.
Seeing the professional coffin bearers watching curiously, Mingrui lowered his head and whispered in Xu Zhiyi's ear:
"Zhiyi, go find Xiaoan first and see if there is any other way.
I said a few words to my parents and Zijun. "
Xu Zhiyi nodded and held his hand, "Octus, don't worry. I believe Xiao An, he will find a way and won't miss the time when grandma lifts the coffin."
Octavia shook her hand and said, "Well, let's split up."
He believes in Xu Zhian, but this matter doesn't mean that believing can solve it.
Xu Zhiyi trotted to find Xu Zhian, and Mingrui led Ming Huaiyuan, Zhou Lan, and Zhou Zijun to a farther away place.
Zhou Feng also followed.
Mingrui's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked directly at Zhou Zijun, "Zijun, tell me, what does it mean that you can't get over the hurdle in your heart?"
Zhou Zijun turned his head and said nothing.
In the past few days, he had been holding back his anger. If Zhou Feng hadn't forced him, he would not have gone to Ming's house to attend Feng Xiaoyu's funeral.
He really couldn't bear to see the Ming family holding Lao Shizi's funeral in Micheng. What was this? !
What has happened to the dignified Ming Mansion in the past few days?
This funeral was vulgar, tacky, and not classy. What’s even more ridiculous is that anyone can be a guest of the Ming family!
Look at all the cats and dogs that have come here in the past few days. With just a few dollars in paper money, they suddenly become a master, and they have to ask their families to give them gifts in return.
What's even more funny is that in order to perform the showering ceremony, ten smelly sheep were brought in. What kind of trouble did this cause to the bright house?
It has become a sheepfold!
When his friends heard about this, they all laughed like dogs.
He was so embarrassed.
How will he raise his head in front of his friends in the future?
The most unbearable thing for him was carrying the coffin.
What an unlucky thing it is to have a coffin. There is a dead person lying inside. If no one else is going to carry it, why must he be carried?
Looking around, who among the people around him has done this?
If Zhou Feng hadn't tempted and threatened him with the matter of the president of the company nearby, he wouldn't have responded to the matter in a moment of enthusiasm last night.
The matter was settled, but after he returned, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable.
It is a sure thing that he will succeed him as the president of the nearby company.
Let me ask, besides him, who else is qualified and capable to take over his father's position?
Even if there were, his aunt Zhou Lan would not agree considering her own interests.
What does this have to do with whether he can carry the coffin or not?
No, he won't lift it, he won't lift it!
If he brought this up, he would be afraid that he would be unlucky for the rest of his life and would be ridiculed by his friends.
Even if he doesn't carry the coffin, it won't affect anything. Even spending money to find a coffin bearer will make things difficult for him.
However, no matter how much he thinks, he can't say it clearly.
In short, he has made up his mind and will not say anything no matter who asks.
Anyway, he just won't lift it up, and no one can do anything to him.
Seeing that Zhou Zijun remained silent, Octavia suddenly lost his temper and said, "Zhou Zijun, let me ask you again, can you do what you promised last night? Can you do it?! Speak!"
Octavia shouted the last two words violently.
Zhou Zijun's shoulders shook and he said in a loud voice: "Brother, I'm sorry, I can't do it."
"Can't do it? Why did you agree last night? Why?! Zhou Zijun, do you know the consequences of doing this now?"
"Brother, please don't embarrass me. At worst, I'll hire a coffin bearer. I'll pay for it."
As soon as he said this, Ming Huaiyuan, Zhou Lan and Zhou Feng all looked at him in shock.
A look of disbelief.
If there weren't so many people watching, Zhou Feng would have wanted to go up and slap his meaty head hard.
Mingrui closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked at Ming Huaiyuan and Zhou Lan, "Mom, Dad, no need to say more, let's go."
Ming Huaiyuan glanced at Zhou Feng and Zhou Zijun coldly, and followed Mingrui away.
Zhou Lan pointed at Zhou Zijun, as if she hated iron, and said, "Zhou Zijun, now I understand why the old lady looks down on you. It's because I'm blind, blind!"
After saying that, she turned around resolutely and chased the two people in front of her.
Zhou Zijun looked at the backs of the three of them, confused, "Dad, what do aunties mean? Why does the old lady look down on me? What's wrong with me?"
Zhou Feng couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Shut up!"
An ominous premonition came over him.
This premonition was not new to today. Ever since Xu Zhian brought Su Jianguo, Xu Wei, and the two brothers into the sales department of Guanyun Cemetery, he had felt uneasy.
After that, he consciously found trouble to suppress Xu Zhian, but this kid was really smart and could always turn danger into good fortune, and his development momentum became stronger and stronger.
At Feng Xiaoyu's funeral this time, he had already seen clues from the attitudes of Ming Liang and Ming Shiyuan towards the Xu family.
Zhou Zijun was afraid that he would encounter a competitor.
Now he finally understood. Before Feng Xiaoyu's death, he had mentioned to Zhou Lan several times what was confirmed by the new president, but Zhou Lan always said that Feng Xiaoyu would not stab him, and the time had not come yet, so he asked him to wait.
Now, he finally understood that Feng Xiaoyu was waiting for Xu Zhian to mature before kicking him out.
Fortunately, Feng Xiaoyu left before Xu Zhian became fully fledged.
This was not a bad thing for the Zhou family, at least it gave him a chance to breathe.
Without Feng Xiaoyu's support, it would not be easy for Xu Zhian to ascend to the throne.
At least, now his name is not justified.
However, because of this coffin-carrying incident, Zhou Zijun offended the Ming family. He wanted to take over as the president of a nearby company, but he was afraid there would be resistance.
If nothing else, Octavia will have a hard time getting through this test.
Considering Xu Zhiyi's achievements in giving birth to twins in the Ming family, and Mingrui doting on his wife, it is inevitable that he would like to help his brother-in-law ascend to the throne.
From this point of view, Xu Zhian and Zhou Zijun's chances are half and half, and it's hard to say who will win.
The top priority is to stabilize the Ming family and prevent them from deepening their complaints against Zhou Zijun.
Thinking of this, Zhou Feng trotted to catch up with Zhou Lan.
By the time he caught up with Zhou Lan, the three people had already reached the place where the coffin was dropped.
The Xu family surrounded the three of them and discussed countermeasures in low voices.
Originally, according to custom, friends of Ming Huaiyuan could help carry the coffin.
It's just that his friends are all people in the officialdom, they are all very young, and he didn't discuss it with them in advance.
Speaking rashly at this time is really embarrassing for others.
Even if someone reluctantly accepts it, the Ming family will definitely use an excuse to force others to do so.
It's really not pretty.
Octavia is a grandson, and it is not appropriate to say this to a friend.
The key is that we didn't discuss it in advance. If we had told it in advance, someone would have agreed.
After all, we are carrying a coffin. Others need some time to mentally build up, so we can't force it.
The hole is left here, and I don’t know how to fill it.
Xu Zhian looked at Octavia and frowned:
"Brother-in-law, to be honest, if I hadn't been single, I would have carried my grandma's coffin long ago. It's a great honor for me to have the opportunity to send her off like this.
Grandma is so kind to me, giving me such big red envelopes every time, and praising me all the time, I..."
He suddenly choked up and burst into tears.
Why doesn't Octavia think so? If his immediate family members hadn't been able to carry the coffin, he would have done it himself, so why would he be so embarrassed?
At this moment, Mingrui's cell phone rang, and it was a call from Ming Shiyuan.
She explained that Liang asked him that it was already time to lift the coffin, why didn't he carry the coffin yet?
Ming Shiyuan asked: "Octavia, is there something wrong?"
Mingrui looked at Ming Huaiyuan and Zhou Lan and lied: "Aunt, no, they are raising the coffin. Everything is normal."
If Ming Liang knew about this, his parents would blame him.
After hanging up the phone, he immediately said, "Xiao An, are there any spare pallbearers?"
Xu Zhian: "Yes, I'm ready. Brother-in-law, do you want the coffin bearers to make up for it?"
Xu Zhiyi was stunned for a moment and said anxiously: "But..."
Mingrui's voice was unbearably choked:
"Zhiyi, I know, I know, there will be regrets. Things in this world may not be perfect, and there will always be regrets. Let me deal with this regret..."
"Everyone, don't be embarrassed, I'll carry the coffin!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd.
Everyone heard this and went away.
It's Su Jianguo.
Xu Zhian stood up immediately and wanted to stop him, "No, second uncle, you..."
Wang Yue, Xu Wei, and Xu Hong's husband, the oldest is only forty years old, still young.
Su Jianguo was over fifty, and he had just saved his life a few days ago. It was really... for someone of his age to carry the coffin...
"Xiao An, I know my body. It's only less than 300 meters away, and there are so many people carrying the weight, so I have no problem at all. Okay, everyone, please stop trying to persuade me. It's a big deal for the old lady to be laid to rest. Come on, let's go. Master Yin Yang, please lift up the coffin."
After saying that, without saying a word, he stood in the coffin-carrying position before Zhou Zijun.
At this time, everyone was looking at Xu Zhian, waiting for him to make a decision.
It was a good thing that Su Jianguo came forward, but from the perspective of the Ming family, it was hard to say anything.
Xu Zhian thought for two or three seconds and made an immediate decision:
"Just do as the second uncle said, everyone gets into position and prepares to lift the coffin.
Uncle, aunt, brother-in-law, sister, leave this to me, you can go to the front and pull the coffin. "
Octavia patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, Xiao An, please."
After saying that, the four of them walked away quickly.
The rest of the people took their places according to Xu Zhian's instructions, and at the first command, they lifted up the coffin and left the house.
Zhou Feng froze on the spot alone.
What a mistake!
Why didn't he think of doing it himself?
If he volunteered to help in this emergency, wouldn't the Ming family be more grateful to him?
It was broken, and the credit was taken away by people from Xu Zhian's side.
In this way, the gratitude of the Ming family fell on him.
Oops, the opportunity was fleeting and he missed it.
Zhou Feng was very upset.
Especially after Su Jianguo successfully carried the coffin, he felt so regretful that he slapped his thigh.
It's just 300 meters. Su Jianguo can endure it even as a patient. No matter how pampered he is, he can still get through it.
It's an opportunity you can't miss, and it won't come back again.
After that, the funeral went smoothly without any surprises.
When the coffin was covered with earth and buried, the mourners went to the cemetery to pay Feng Xiaoyu's final farewell.
The filial son and grandson of the Ming family mourned the deceased with uncontrollable tears.
Xu Zhian was also in tears.
When he saw Hua Yue lying on the ground crying without anyone trying to persuade her, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, so he walked up to her, leaned over and put his arms around her shoulders, half hugging, half pulling, half persuading, and lifted her up from the ground.
Hua Yue unconsciously leaned on Xu Zhian, staring at Feng Xiaoyu's photo on the tombstone, sobbing.
After the burial and paper burning, Xu Zhian arranged for the Ming family to return to the city.
Returning to Ming's house, the Ming family found that the villa courtyard had been tidied up long ago.
There are certain things to consider when cleaning a house, and not just anyone can do it.
Xu Zhian made arrangements early.
Micheng's Onmyoji is limited by the current situation and cannot send its own people to do these things.
He had discussed with the masters in Micheng in advance, and the three Yin and Yang masters in Aicheng would send people to clean the house.
He specifically told them that the Ming family's villa was large and there were many people coming these days. Please don't find it troublesome and be careful and don't leave anything behind.
After settling these things, Xu Zhian made it clear: "Masters, I understand all the rules. As long as you work hard and do it well, the Ming family will not treat you badly. The hard work will only cost you a lot more."
Paying attention to simple things is enough if you don't do it. If you do it, it is better to pay attention to it.
Save yourself from doubts later.
When the three masters heard this, they narrowed their eyes and agreed:
"Don't worry, don't worry, Yin Yang in Micheng doesn't know what kind of family the Ming family is, don't we three know?
We will arrange the house clearance and there will be no mistakes. "
Xu Zhian asked Xiaowo to take care of the matter of cleaning up the house. When his family returned from the cemetery, the place where the mourning hall was set up had been restored to its original state.
As for other private areas, it is inconvenient for others to reach out, so the family members can only take care of it themselves.
All accounts were settled by Xu Zhian.
The banquet on the day of the funeral was held at the Little Red Mansion, so no gift money was accepted, which saved a lot of trouble.
After the elders in the family came back from the cemetery, they were so discouraged that they could no longer entertain the guests.
Mingrui and Xu Zhiyi asked them to rest at home. They cheered up and went to Xiaohonglou on behalf of Ming's family.
Fortunately, with Xu Zhian and the rest of the Xu family working together, they could save a lot of worry.
After sending away the last group of guests, Xu Zhi'an sent them back, saying that he would handle the rest of the matter.
Octavia didn't refuse and took Xu Zhiyi back to the Ming family.
According to funeral customs, he couldn't take a bath these days. When he got home, he took a good bath and fell asleep.
The next day, he slept until noon.
Just after lunch, Xu Cheng and Xu Zhian came to the door.
The two of them have to give an account to the Ming family.
All expenses during the funeral were taken care of by them.
Actually, it's mainly Xu Zhian.
If something happens at school, Xu Cheng has to go back to school to work, so he can only take the time to come over and take a look. Xu Zhian is responsible for the specific matters.
However, with Xu Cheng in charge, Xu Zhian did not panic.
This is also the first time he has dealt with such a big matter. He has little experience and is just trying to figure it out.
Fortunately, with the guidance of Su Jianguo and Xu Wei, there were no mistakes in the general direction.
Of course, there are inevitably many imperfections in the process.
For example, some friends from Ming Huaiyuan and Zhou Lan's official circles were not entertained separately from others in time, which seemed to make these people a little unhappy.
This made him feel a little guilty.
After Xu Cheng found out, he told him not to mind, saying that it was impossible to cover all the big things. It was already amazing to be able to do what he was doing now.
Su Jianguo and Xu Wei also said the same.
After their comfort, he felt much better.
No matter what, after every incident, he learned a lot. Through this incident, he really learned a lot.
When the account was handed over, Ming Huaiyuan and Zhou Lan were also there.
Xu Zhian handed the account book to Ming Huaiyuan, and was about to explain to him the expenses of these days one by one, when Zhou Lan waved his hand and said:
"Xiao An, don't tell us. It doesn't matter to the Ming family how much the funeral costs. We don't need to look at the account. We all believe you."
