11 a.m.
Almost all the procedures had been completed, even the coffin had been buried.
Watching his own mother's grave become a new mound, Liu Lei, who had been kneeling in front of the grave holding the portrait, suddenly broke into howling sobs, "Mom, I can't bear to let you go..."
Infected by their brother's sorrow, Liu Shishi and Liu Feifei's eyes also immediately blurred with tears; they likewise cried out mournfully and threw themselves onto Zhou Xiuzhen's grave to weep loudly.
Because the funeral music had not stopped, coupled with the crying of the three children, at that moment, the entire cemetery was enveloped in an atmosphere of overwhelming grief.
Wang Xiaoshuai was already striving to suppress his own emotions, but upon hearing this round of crying, tears once again uncontrollably streamed down his face, and by the end, he was overcome by bouts of sobbing.