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Chapter 463 Another Surprise
Inside the mourning hall, the atmosphere was so solemn that it was almost suffocating. The white curtains fluttered gently in the breeze, as if in silence for the deceased.
Mu Xiaoji folded his hands in front of him, standing straight but a little tired, standing quietly behind Jiang Hao.
His eyes were gentle and compassionate, as if he wanted to give Jiang Hao some comfort with such silent companionship.
Jiang Hao knelt in front of the coffin, and tears streamed down his face as if all his strength had been drained away.
His eyes were red and swollen, and he stared at his mother's peaceful face. His voice was trembling, and he cried with relief and guilt in his heart:
"Mom, you are dressed so nicely today, and you look much more rosy. I have to thank Mu Xiaoji for all this, and it was Mu Xiaoji, your great benefactor, who arranged this."
He choked slightly, took a deep breath, and continued: "I am so lucky to meet Mu Xiaoji in this life.
In the past, I was a bad person who only knew how to bully the weak. Now I think back to how foolish I was back then.
At that time, he was just a lazy boy, following Dongzi and a few others. Seeing that he was disabled, they thought it was very funny. So they climbed over the wall into the Red Star Welfare Home, and together they bullied him.
We took away his handcart, pushed him to the ground on purpose, poured milk tea and melon seed shells all over him, and wantonly humiliated and teased him. Now that I think about it, I was worse than an animal."
Jiang Hao's tears rolled down his cheeks like a flood. He sniffed and became more and more emotional:
"Later, we were being chased by the police. We were tired and hungry, so we fled into a compound in the Yi village and met Mu Xiaoji and his gang.
He learned that I had a younger brother and a blind mother at home who needed my care.
Finally, before being arrested in the Yi Mountains, I put a gun to his chin and negotiated with the police, but Mu Xiaoji ignored his own safety and blocked the bullet for me.
I treated him like that, and he still took the bullet for me..."
Jiang Hao burst into tears and said, "It's... it's because he knows that I still have a blind mother at home who needs my care.
Hum... I am not a fucking human being, I am just a complete bastard."
At this point, Jiang Hao's eyes were filled with despair and pain, and his voice became shrill:
"Mom, Xiaojie is gone, and you're gone too, leaving me alone in this world without anyone to talk to or consult with.
"Mom, can you and Xiaojie wait for me, please?" As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the coffin as if driven by a crazy force.
Mu Xiaoji had been paying attention to Jiang Hao's emotional changes. When he saw him suddenly lose control, his heart suddenly tightened and he hurriedly reached out to hold the edge of the coffin, trying to stop Jiang Hao.
In a panic, Jiang Hao's forehead hit Mu Xiaoji's hand heavily. Mu Xiaoji felt a sharp pain, as if all his bones were broken.
Seeing this, Jiang Hao shouted in horror: "Mu Xiaoji, I'm sorry that I can't repay your kindness in this life. I will work like a cow or a horse to repay you in the next life."
At this moment, he had fallen into extreme self-blame and madness, and was entangled with Mu Xiaoji.
Mu Xiaoji had difficulty moving due to a hand injury, and with the strong impact from Jiang Hao, he lost his balance and was pushed to the ground by Jiang Hao.
His forehead instantly hit the rear support of the coffin. There was a dull "bang" sound and blood immediately flowed down his cheeks, leaving shocking blood marks on his pale face.
The police officer standing guard nearby reacted quickly when he saw this. He rushed forward and held Jiang Hao down, while sternly warning him, "Jiang Hao, if you don't calm down, your funeral will be cancelled."
Cui Jiani was originally squatting beside the altar burning paper money, but the sudden situation caught her off guard.
Seeing Mu Xiaoji fall to the ground, her eyes widened instantly, her face was full of fear and worry, she was so nervous that she immediately threw down the paper in her hand and ran towards Mu Xiaoji desperately.
She squatted beside Mu Xiaoji, and her concerned voice was filled with tears: "Xiaoji, how are you?"
Jiang Hao came back to his senses and saw the blood flowing down Mu Xiaoji's cheek. He was stunned and spoke incoherently with nervousness: "Mu Xiaoji, how are you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
When Mu Xiaoji heard the police officer warning Jiang Hao, he endured the severe pain in his forehead, sat on the ground, and hurriedly explained:
"Comrade, don't blame him. I fell accidentally because of my disabled legs. Believe me, Jiang Hao has no ill intentions."
Cui Jiani was extremely anxious. She quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and carefully covered the wound on Mu Xiaoji's forehead, but her hands could not stop shaking.
Mu Xiaoji looked at Cui Jiani's panic, forced a smile, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, just call the hospital and come over to help me deal with it."
Cui Jiani took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, then stood up and walked out of the mourning hall.
As soon as he arrived at the altar, he saw police officers holding weapons, forming a semi-encirclement, and pointing directly at Jiang Hao in a ready position.
Her steps suddenly paused, with mixed feelings in her heart, but saving Mu Xiaoji was the most important thing at the moment, so she quickly took out her cell phone and called squad leader Fu Xinglei.
On the other end of the phone, Fu Xinglei's voice was somewhat teasing: "Hello, what's the matter, Dean?"
Cui Jiani was in no mood to joke at the moment. Her tone was serious and almost cold: "I'll send you the location. Bring the medicine box over immediately. Mr. Mu is injured."
When Fu Xinglei heard this, his voice instantly became tense: "What's going on?"
Cui Jiani didn't answer and hung up the phone directly. She quickly operated on her mobile phone and sent a location on WeChat.
Fu Xinglei was holding the phone, and heard a series of rapid busy beeps from the receiver. He subconsciously held the phone away, then put it close to his ear, and shouted repeatedly: "Hello, hello?" But the only response he got was the cold, silent tone.
His brows were furrowed, his face full of confusion. He quickly packed up the medicine box and couldn't help muttering, "What the hell is going on? You hung up on me without even explaining yourself clearly."
He put bandages, disinfectants, tweezers and other medical supplies in order and put them into the medicine box. Then he picked up his mobile phone on the table and looked at the location information displayed on the screen.
He couldn't help but murmur, "Funeral home? What kind of a place is this? How could Mr. Mu get hurt there?"
Although full of doubts, he still picked up the medicine box, hurried out of the office, and walked towards the hall door with quick steps.
At the same time, a van slowly drove up to the door of the funeral home and drove smoothly into the parking space.
The driver was Xiao Gu from the Red Star Welfare Home. There were several elderly people in the car. They were all old friends of Lan Ju in the welfare home.
Xiao Gu had just parked the car when he looked up and saw the police car parked at the door and fully armed police officers standing guard. His heart skipped a beat and an inexplicable panic surged in his heart.
The old people in the car also noticed this strange scene and immediately started whispering to each other.
"What's going on? Why are there so many police cars parked here? There are also guards!" A gray-haired old man frowned and asked with a worried look on his face.
"I don't know either. It looks scary." An old lady nearby echoed, with uneasiness in her eyes.
At this time, veteran Peng Yuyan cleared his throat and explained calmly:
"In my opinion, it should be Lan Ju's son who came back to attend the funeral. You know, escorting prisoners out also involves great risks.
So when you come out of the detention center to do something like this, you must strictly follow the rules. That’s why there are so many police here, keeping a close watch.”
The old people nodded after hearing this, but they still couldn't hide their worries. One of the old ladies looked troubled and asked anxiously:
"So, can we still go in? How can we send Ran Ju off for the last time?"
Yang Meixiu also became anxious, turned to look at Xiao Gu, and suggested: "Xiao Gu, I heard that all this was arranged by Mu Xiaoji, he must be in it.
You should give him a call right away and ask him. We have come all this way, we can’t just go back in disgrace!”
Xiao Gu nodded quickly and comforted everyone, "Okay, everyone, stay calm. I'll call Mu Xiaoji to ask about the situation."
The car suddenly became quiet, and the elderly people looked at Xiao Gu expectantly. Their eyes showed reluctance to part with their old friend, as well as nervousness about whether they could enter the funeral home.
The chaos in the mourning hall was calmed down by Mu Xiaoji's explanation. Cui Jiani accompanied Mu Xiaoji and sat in the reception room next to it to rest.
Mu Xiaoji's face was slightly pale, and the wound on his forehead was still bleeding. Cui Jiani covered the wound tightly, and the handkerchief in her hand was mostly stained red with blood.
Her eyes were filled with anxiety and worry. She looked towards the door and muttered nervously, "Why hasn't the monitor come yet? It's been so long."
Mu Xiaoji endured the pain, closed his eyes, and gently comforted him: "I just made a phone call. It takes time to rush over from the hospital. It won't be that fast. Calm down, I'm really fine."
Just as he finished speaking, the cell phone in Mu Xiaoji's coat lining pocket suddenly rang. The sharp ringtone was particularly abrupt in the relatively quiet reception room.
Mu Xiaoji subconsciously moved his right hand and tried to pick up the phone, but as soon as he moved, the sharp pain from his hand instantly spread throughout his arm like an electric current, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "hiss".
Seeing this, Cui Jiani hurriedly held Mu Xiaoji's shoulder and said anxiously: "Don't move, the wound is about to split again, I'll take it."
After that, she carefully reached into Mu Xiaoji's inner pocket, took out her cell phone, placed it on the coffee table and quickly answered the call.
Mu Xiaoji adjusted his sitting position slightly and then said, "Hello."
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Gu's anxious voice came: "Xiao Ji, we are now at the door of the funeral home.
Everyone came here spontaneously, just to see the old man off. But looking at the police cars and policemen at the door, it seems like we can’t get in.”
After hearing this, Mu Xiaoji said hurriedly, "Sure, don't worry, I'll tell the director and bring you in."
Cui Jiani supported Mu Xiaoji and slowly walked out of the reception room. At this time, Director Ren was standing beside the wreath, looking in the direction of the mourning hall with concern.
He turned around and saw Mu Xiaoji coming out. He immediately walked over quickly and looked at the wound on Mu Xiaoji's forehead. He asked worriedly:
"Mr. Mu, why hasn't the doctor come yet? Look at your wound, the bleeding hasn't stopped yet. How about I drive you to the hospital to get it bandaged?"
Mu Xiaoji waved his hand and said firmly: "Director Ren, I'm really fine, I can handle this injury.
There are still many funeral matters that need to be handled here, so I can't leave. At the door, friends from the Red Star Welfare Home came, and they were all waiting at the door of the funeral home to come in and pay their respects.
They have lived under the same roof with the old man for many years. Now that they are facing the separation of life and death, everyone wants to see the old man off for the last time. Do you think it would be possible to be flexible and let them in? "
After hearing this, Director Ren waved his hand without hesitation, and then shouted to a police officer standing guard not far away: "Shao Gang!"
When Shao Gang heard the call, he immediately trotted over and saluted in a standard manner, "Director Ren, please give me your instructions."
Director Ren said, "There are friends coming to pay their respects at the door. Go and bring them in!"
"Yes, Chief!" Shao Gang responded loudly, turned around and trotted to the door.
Mu Xiaoji watched the police officer Shao Gang leave, and then he dialed Xiao Gu's phone with confidence: "Xiao Gu, bring everyone in, everything has been arranged."
"Okay!" Xiao Gu responded on the other end of the phone and hung up decisively.
Mu Xiaoji put away his phone, took a long breath, and said, "Let's go inside to take shelter! The elderly people in the Red Star Welfare Home have watched me grow up. If they see me with a bloody head, they will definitely be shocked and worried."