Sun Huang's funeral hall was set up on the afternoon of the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month.
With the New Year approaching, the coffin was only kept for three days to avoid disrupting the festivities, and the burial was held on the morning of the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.
When Sun Huang's coffin was buried, many people held Liu Eying's hand, comforting her. Liu Eying just held Sun Huang's memorial tablet, remained silent with a cold expression, as tears rolled down her cheeks like a line of water...
Duan Rong was also in the funeral procession. In front of Sun Huang's grave, he burned some paper money and set off some firecrackers, offering a modest tribute to the old Leader.
Duan Rong returned to the city from the suburban cemetery, feeling as if a layer of gloom had settled over his heart.
Recently, a series of unpleasant events had disturbed his peace of mind quite a bit.
