Rebirth: Did Top Stream cause trouble again today?

The funeral ceremony of Mr. Yan lasted for seven days. During this period, Yan Jinyun pretended to be disabled. Except for the first night when he went back, he kept watch for Mr. Yan for the rest of the days.

The funeral of Mr. Yan, under the arrangement of Yan Zhihui, can be said to be very beautiful. Tomorrow is the day when Mr. Yan will go to the funeral. The cemetery has been arranged long ago, and he will stay with Yan Jinyun's parents.

There will be a lot of ceremonies the night before the funeral, which lasted until midnight. Tonight is the last day. Yan Jinyun and Ji Yixian are guarding the mourning hall, and Yan Mingjue, the eldest grandson, is also there.

Other relatives and friends are also there, and Yan Mingjue is sitting next to Yan Jinyun at the moment, looking like a villain: "Yan Jinyun, grandpa has passed away now, so you can completely accept your fate."

"Yan Mingjue, why do I feel that you are so happy when grandpa passed away?" Before Yan Jinyun could speak, Ji Yixian took the lead, "You are too unfilial to be a grandson."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Yan Mingjue scolded Ji Yixian, "Who said I don't feel bad anymore."

"Anyway, I don't feel that you are uncomfortable, and I still have time to tease your cousin here. You are uncomfortable, and you can pretend to be a little bit, okay? The crocodile also sheds two tears, okay?" Ji Yixian whispered He scolded Yan Mingjue, "Look at how successful you are."

"Ji Yixian, don't be too presumptuous. This is the Yan family, not a place for you to run wild." Yan Mingjue stared at Ji Yixian. If there were no people in the mourning hall, he would have wanted to beat Ji Yixian. He would not have seen it. I am used to Ji Yixian, and I want to find a chance to teach Ji Yixian a lesson.

Ji Yixian could see through his thoughts, and before Yan Mingjue could do anything, Ji Yixian took the initiative and splashed the tea on Yan Mingjue's face.

"Ah! Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." After Ji Yixian finished splashing, he immediately stood up pretending to be guilty and apologized to Yan Mingjue, "I just saw that you were so uncomfortable, and I wanted to bring you a glass of water. I didn't expect to spill it on you."

"Ji Yixian, you did it on purpose!" Yan Mingjue wiped off the tea leaves on his face, furious.

The other people in the mourning hall immediately looked over after hearing the movement.

"What happened?"

"Oh, I accidentally spilled the tea on my elder brother." Ji Yixian is a big star, acting is like a child's play for him, he looks like I didn't mean it, and his expression is guilty, The elders present didn't think much of it.

"Go and change your clothes after spilling on your body." One of the older elders was very dissatisfied with Yan Mingjue's bluffing, so he glanced at Yan Mingjue and said, "What's the big deal, bluffing in the mourning hall , you are such a big person, and you are still so unstable.”

Yan Mingjue was speechless, but he couldn't say anything. If he said now, no one would believe that Ji Yixian splashed water on him on purpose, so he could only suffer.

After the elder looked back, Ji Yixian didn't feel that he owed him enough, made a face at Yan Mingjue, and whispered, "You're mad at me."

"You!" Yan Mingjue became even more angry, pointing at Ji Yixian's nose and said viciously, "You remember it."

"So what if you remember? What can you do to me?"

With so many people present, Yan Mingjue couldn't quarrel with Ji Yixian, so he went back to the room to change clothes.

Yan Mingjue left, Yan Jinyun looked at Ji Yixian and shook his head helplessly: "Why are you competing with him?"

"Whoever told him to find something to do when he has nothing to do, he just wanted to ridicule you when he found an opportunity." Ji Yixian snorted, "With me here, no one can try to bully you."

"fool."

In the early morning of the next day, mourning and music surrounded Yan's family. Yan Jinyun and Ji Yixian wore filial piety clothes and stood in the row of grandchildren with Xiaobu, mourning Mr. Yan and seeing him off for the last time.

When the time came, the coffin was about to be carried out. Yan Zhihui, the son and the nephew of Mr. Yan, were arranged to carry the coffin. When someone called for the grandchildren to hold the portrait.

Yan Jinyun and Yan Mingjue said in unison.

"I come!"

"I come!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and the person who presided over the overall situation thought that Yan Jinyun wanted to show his filial piety, so he said, "Jinyun, it's inconvenient for you to sit in a wheelchair, so let your elder brother hold the portrait."

Yan Mingjue also said: "Yes, brother, you just listen to your uncle and grandpa. At this time, even if you don't hold the portrait, grandpa will not doubt your filial piety. The key is that you are inconvenient to hold the portrait. You need to walk in the front, you need someone to push you when you are in a wheelchair, if you delay the time, it will not be good for grandpa."

"Who said I need someone to push me?" Yan Jinyun glanced at Yan Mingjue, and sneered, "My parents passed away, so I'll take the portrait of grandpa."

"You pull the wheelchair yourself, wouldn't that waste more time?" Yan Mingjue's mother rushed out and scolded Yan Jinyun, "Don't make trouble for everyone at this juncture, the old man is usually hospitalized, and I haven't seen you express your filial piety, come here now Make a show."

As soon as Mrs. Yan said this, all the guests felt that what she said was a bit too much, but they didn't say anything.

"It's just that I don't show much filial piety at ordinary times, so I have to make up for it at this time." After speaking, Yan Jinyun stood up from the wheelchair, ignored everyone's surprised eyes, and went to the mourning hall to hug the portrait of Mr. Yan.

After this scene happened, all the guests in the hall were dumbfounded. The first one to exclaim was Mrs. Yan: "How is it possible? Yan Jinyun, you have become disabled and will not be able to stand up in this life?"

Yan Mingjue also came to his senses, he pointed at Yan Jinyun and roared angrily: "Yan Jinyun, you are playing tricks on us!"

At this time, Ji Yixian came out to play a role. He looked at Yan Mingjue with disbelief and said, "Brother, you are so strange, Jin Yun is not disabled, he is just like a normal person, you are not happy for him, but you are so angry , don’t you want him to become a useless person? No, you grew up together, not brothers, but cousins ​​who are better than brothers, how can you think so?”

"And Auntie, didn't you always say that you treat Jin Yun as your own? Why are you not happy for him, instead you gritted your teeth." Ji Yixian directly pointed at the ugly faces of Yan Mingjue and Mrs. Yan come out.

Yan Mingjue didn't realize it until he heard Ji Yixian's words. He was treated like a monkey by Yan Jinyun, and the overwhelming hatred in his heart made him unable to control his emotions at all.

In the end, Yan Zhihui realized that the situation was wrong, and came out to smooth things over: "Jin Yun, why didn't you tell us earlier that you are not disabled, you have to keep it a secret, dear uncle."

"It's not uncle, you misunderstood." In front of people, Yan Jinyun still had to maintain his dignity, especially today is the day of Mr. Yan's funeral, "At first I thought that I would never be able to stand up in my life. It was when I went to the hospital for a review a few days ago , The doctor said that my leg is healed, I didn't say that I wanted to surprise you uncle, and also to prevent you from worrying about me."

"It's good, it's good, it's good." Yan Zhihui smiled on his face, but his eyes were stern, "Well, since you're good, you can hold the portrait of grandpa. Now the old man is more important."

"Uncle taught me that."

……

When the time came, Mr. Yan went to the cemetery for the funeral. Yan Jinyun was at the front holding the portrait, and Yan Zhihui and a group of people carried the coffin behind.

Ji Yixian and a group of juniors followed behind, Yan Mingjue's facial muscles were moving in anger at the moment, Ji Yixian deliberately leaned beside him to add fuel to his fire.

"How is it? I told you about 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. I told you not to be happy too early. You just didn't listen."

"Even if he is not disabled, so what, next month's Yan Group's shareholders' meeting, he will still be on the bench." Yan Mingjue gritted his teeth. If eyes could kill, Ji Yixian might have died thousands of times. .

Ji Yixian is now taking pleasure in provoking Yan Mingjue. Yan Mingjue's reaction just now is enough to make all the relatives, friends and guests present suspicious. The most terrifying thing in this world is gossip.

Once there is a slight hint, it will spread farther and farther, and people's thirst for knowledge will be stimulated. At that time, the hypocrisy of Yan Mingjue's family will be torn off, revealing the original vicious and dirty face.

"Why don't you have a long memory? I told you, don't be too happy too early, be careful that you will be the one who will sit on the bench, but let me tell you, a person like you is not even worthy of sitting on the bench."

"Ji Yixian!"

"Why are you calling me? You don't like to listen to the truth." Ji Yixian whispered to Yan Mingjue, "Then let me tell you a few lies. I think you are really capable, but it's a pity that you have to use your energy. Without a brain, it’s useless to work hard.”

"If I were you, I would honestly be a wealthy second-generation gnawing on the old. Wouldn't it be good to be a dude? If you don't have diamonds, don't take on the porcelain work. Know how much you are, and you are also a human being." A manifestation of the evolution of this higher species."

"But I don't think you should have such a high level of ideological awareness, otherwise you wouldn't be fooled around by others. How does it feel to be played like a monkey? Isn't it very cool?"

"You know? My mood now is the same as when I went to the circus and watched those monkey performances when I was young."

Ji Yixian's output made Yan Mingjue half-dead in anger, and then slipped to the back.

Mr. Yan was buried in peace, and the funeral was successfully concluded. When he was about to leave, Yan Jinyun grabbed Ji Yixian's hand.

"Wait a moment."

"it is good."

The others left with the main force, Yan Jinyun and Ji Yixian were still standing in front of Master Yan's tombstone, waiting for everyone to go down.

Yan Jinyun pulled Ji Yixian down and knelt down: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, there was trouble at your funeral today, I hope you don't get angry with me, the person next to me is the other half you chose for me, I am very satisfied, I will cherish him well in the future, so don't worry."