Just when Liu Zhizhong was thoroughly prepared for everything, fully mentally ready for this challenge, Qian Xuan also arrived.
Qian Xuan didn't arrive in a wheelchair. Instead, he came limping on crutches, with Luo Shuxiu at his side assisting him.
His accompanying security, led by Shi Jing, rested on the perimeter and did not follow their principal inside.
Those allowed to offer incense and mourn here were either insiders or bigwigs under the Zheng Family's protection in the officialdom, like leaders of Ningnan Province. Security personnel like Shi Jing truly didn't qualify.
Even for the funeral and farewell ceremony shortly after, Shi Jing and his team would not qualify. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥
Such is the stratification, with a gulf as wide as heaven and earth, a staple of this nation for thousands of years.
Qian Xuan's arrival on crutches naturally also demonstrated his sincerity.
With his crutches, he still maintained a grace and rapport when interacting with the Zheng Family members, especially with Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng even patted his head and thigh, seemingly saying something, but Liu Zhizhong could neither hear nor make out the mouth shapes.
It was evident that Mr. Zheng held Qian Xuan in high regard. Qian Xuan, for his part, no longer adopted the quirks of his style, but displayed an appropriate elegance for the occasion, quite stylish indeed.
In such situations, one could wholly discern a person's true state in the face of death, and even the essence of their humanity. At least, to Liu Zhizhong, Brother Xuan appeared sincere, measured, and refined — a man of taste and standards!
Clutching his crutches, with his wife lighting the incense and then him holding it, and his wife supporting him, he offered incense to Zheng Sanjing, muttering prayers for at least five minutes.
Finally, Qian Xuan bowed deeply with the incense. Tears still streamed down his face in large drops.
At this scene, Zheng Family members also touched their tears, overwhelmed with grief, including Mr. Zheng and Feng Xiaoyue.
With Luo Shuxiu right there, her husband's words and emotions also brought tears to her eyes.
Liu Zhizhong also felt moved; only in death do true feelings reveal themselves. Perhaps, at that moment, Brother Xuan, with his vivid emotions, was intensely affecting and stirring. His actions were all genuine, devoid of any pretense, something Liu Zhizhong could affirm.
Perhaps, having grown up with Zheng Sanjing, going to school together, and only after entering university did they part ways, each navigating life's game individually, these emotions were indeed poignant and such a permanent farewell deserved mourning.
After paying his respects, Qian Xuan was accompanied by Luo Shuxiu to the resting area, surprisingly led there by Father Zheng.
Moreover, Qian Xuan had a designated spot, seated in the first row throughout the farewell ceremony — a true sign of a distinguished family. In front, naturally, there was a table with tea and snacks, all exquisitely prepared, attended to by dedicated and beautiful staff.
As for him, even Li Tanglu was seated in the second row. Luo Tianlin was also there, right next to Old Secretary Li. Such seating arrangements, you understand now?
In this land, whether in officialdom or among civilians, they pay heed to the hierarchy of seating — at a glance, the size and levels are distinctly clear!
Upon seating himself, Qian Xuan even waved to some of the arriving dignitaries, smiling and nodding in greeting without speaking, yet his presence was felt strongly, graceful and poised.
In such a setting, the deceased take precedence, and a memorial hall is a place for fewer words — proper decorum.
Even with his father-in-law Luo Tianlin, Qian Xuan maintained the same reverence. This is a matter of deep respect, understood by those who know.
Not long after Qian Xuan settled, the announcement broadcast played again — it was the voice of Ningnan Province's top female host: "The Xiang family clan's Mr. Xiang and Second Miss Xiang, representing Young Master Xiang and Mr. and Mrs. Xiang, have come to mourn and reminisce!"
Sure enough, Xiang Wenhua and Xiang Wenxin formally arrived, greeted at the memorial hall's entrance by the Zheng Family Master along with Mr. Zheng.
Such treatment was in line with the hurried visitor earlier…