Chapter 35 Section 4
Sanwen's funeral was held on a cold afternoon.
Due to the cold air from the north, the temperature dropped by five degrees. People put coats on top of their T-shirts one after another. The pretty girls had to put away their sandals. It was a bit cold with their toes exposed. Whoosh.
There was a tiny drop of rain in the sky, and everyone put down a white lily in front of Sanwen's tombstone one by one, bowed their heads to express their grief, it was as simple as that.
This cemetery named "Wan'an Fushou" is located in Dongshan Town, Suzhou, where you can see the vast and misty Taihu Lake when you look up.
Most of the ashes of Shanghainese were buried in the adjacent areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The vast land, rich resources, and beautiful mountains and rivers can be called the back garden of Shanghai, where many ashes were buried.
Every Tomb-sweeping Day, the mighty tomb-sweeping army stretches for tens of kilometers, and every road leading to the cemetery is crowded, thus forming a special tomb-sweeping scenery.
From the beginning to the end, Zhao Sande did not shed tears, his right hand held the wrist of his left hand, and his lips were tightly pressed together, as if he was restricting his breathing. Those in the loan business, seeing their sad faces, couldn't tell whose relatives the deceased was.
Nuonuo stood silently at the back of the crowd, beside her was Ah Hu.
When Nuonuo told him the date of Sanwen's funeral, Ah Hu only said, "I'll go with you."
Nuonuo did not refuse.
Along the way, Nuonuo didn't say a word. Sanwen was worried that she had misunderstood him, and thought it necessary to clarify the facts, so he said: "Sanwen's death has nothing to do with me, really, I can swear to God."
Nuonuo raised her head, looked at Ahu with a bewildered look, nodded slightly, and said, "After the funeral, I want to talk to you about this issue."
"This question" probably refers to Sanwen's death, right?
Judging from Nuonuo's tone, it seems that she has grasped something.
As long as she doesn't have any doubts about me...
Thinking of this, Ah Hu still felt a dull pain in the place where Sanwen flattened him.
The people who attended the funeral began to disperse, some smoking, some using their mobile phones, walking in twos and threes to a big bus parked outside.Nuonuo walked slowly in the last one. The early autumn wind was blowing on her body, and she felt a little chilly. She felt that her eyes were wet, and her tears were in her eyes, but they didn't fall out.
She thought that she must have fallen in love with Sanwen.
Nuonuo was stopped by Zhao Sande.
Before, Zhao Sande only saw Nuonuo's photo, which was inserted in Sanwen's wallet. Zhao Sande knew that if Huaxin's son could bring a girl's photo with him, he must really like her.
Nuonuo has also seen photos of Zhao Sande, a group photo of their family of three, which is the screen wallpaper of the DELL computer that Sanwen uses.
"I'll go to Sanwen tomorrow to pack his things. If you want to keep something as a souvenir, come here."
Zhao Sande tried to keep it simple.
"Thank you uncle, I just want to take a few things." Nuonuo replied.
Zhao Sande nodded, turned and left.
Among the endless tombstones, the fifty-four-year-old Zhao Sande had already ordered a tomb for himself, right next to his son.
On the way back to Shanghai, Ah Hu's mouth opened in an O shape and never closed, because Nuonuo told him everything about the painting.
"Do you think Sanwen's death is related to a painting?"
Nuonuo shook his head: "I can't conclude, these two things happened too suddenly, too incredible, they happened almost on the same day."
"You didn't tell anyone?"
"Not yet. I don't want to tell Sanwen's father that losing a son in middle age is the greatest grief in life. I don't want to add salt to his wound."
Indeed, the loss of a child in middle age and the loss of a spouse in old age are the two major tragedies in life, and for Zhao Sande, both of them accounted for everything.
No matter what the cause of Sanwen's death was, it was meaningless to him.
That motorcycle was his Christmas present to Sanwen, but it ended up sending his son to the point of no return.
Nuonuo took out her bright red Samsung phone, read a text message, and showed it to Ahu.
"That afternoon, Sanwen sent me a message - 'I received a strange text message, I want to show you', I didn't reply him at that time, because I was still angry.
Now, I'm eager to see the content of the text message. "