During breakfast, the group watched TV.

Then a photo of an old man appeared on the TV. All of these photos were black and white. From his youth to his old age, the background was Liuying Town.

This is the obituary issued by the TV station, and Zhang Zhiduo expressed his respect for this: "It turns out that this gentleman is still a celebrity from Iceland. Old Chen, your town is really hidden and hiding."

Chen Song smiled and said, "Not a celebrity, Iceland has a small population, and many people know each other and even have relatives. So whenever someone dies, they will broadcast obituaries through radio and television stations to notify some friends and relatives who are not practicing properly to know the news."

Bruce said: "It's a pity that this heavy snow has delayed the incident. Otherwise, you will be able to see a large party, and people from all over the country will come to attend the funeral."

This snow did delay a lot of things and a major event for Chen Song.

Chen Song was once interested in Selfoss winter auction. He wanted to buy a high-pressure water gun. In addition, he thought that there might be good things at the auction, so he might have a surprise when he went to use the squirrel.

As a result, he could not participate in the auction. Now the traffic from Selfos to Liuying Town has not been completely opened.

After learning about his troubles, Goblin smiled: "What a big deal? Boss, you don't have to worry about this, I'll help you."

Chen Song asked, "How did you do it?"

Gobl said, "I'll rent you a helicopter and take you to Selfos."

Not to mention, this is really a trick.

Chen Song's eyes lit up: "Can you rent a helicopter?"

Gobl smirked and said, "Are you serious? There is no need to be such a trouble. I'll find a self-follower guy to help you take a photo of this water gun. Then you can remotely control him by video and he will be your micturret."

Chen Song still wanted to attend the auction in person. Not only the high-pressure water gun, but he had the help of a slut, but he might not be able to get some other good things.

But Goblin actually couldn't contact helicopters. There were quite a few helicopters in Iceland, most of which were private, so if he wanted to have convenient transportation in the future, he had to buy a helicopter himself.

While eating, he told this about it as a chat and said, "Lao Bu, I remember there is a helicopter apron in the town, right? When I first came, the three-bounce aircraft was parked in the apron."

Bruce nodded and said, "Yes sir."

Chen Song said: "Then I'm going to buy a helicopter, but driving in Iceland is still not convenient enough."

"Then you have to hire a helicopter pilot," Bruce reminded him, "this will be an extra expense, and I don't think it's necessary."

Chen Song shook his head and said, "You don't understand, Lao Bu, it is necessary."

Seeing that he made up his mind, Angelina was excited: "You don't need to hire a helicopter pilot. With me, I can learn to take a driver's license. To be honest, I actually learned helicopter driving before."

"I learned it too," Luke smiled. "In addition, I also learned the pilot class of jets. On the flyinside-flight-simulator, my nickname is Wandering Wind, and I have been flying for a thousand hours."

The few people who were about to be amazed immediately changed to booing, and Rhine raised his middle finger at him: "Fake Squid, bastard."

Angelina said: "Don't underestimate this game. This is a very excellent simulated flight VR game. It really restores the aircraft cockpit. Your operation must be real and effective to make the plane fly into the sky."

"Seeing that you are so enthusiastic about defending him, you must be a player inside." Mrs. Emma teased.

Angelina lowered her head silently. She liked various driving games, from sports cars to tanks, from yachts to planes.

There is no hurry to do this. The distance water cannot quench the near thirst, so Chen Song asked Goble to help him contact someone to take a picture of the high-pressure water gun.

The funeral was held as scheduled on the third day after the church was packed.

Chen Song changed into a well-fitting black suit, white shirt, black tie, and leather shoes shiny. Standing in front of the mirror, he felt that he was handsome, so he happily took a selfie and posted it on his Moments.

Suddenly, former colleagues and clients replied to him: Are you starting to do insurance again?

Although the snow disaster blocked relatives and friends from other areas who came to attend the funeral, there were still quite a lot of people attending the funeral. There were more than 200 people from the two families together, which could fill the church.

Chen Song arrived early, so he had to do this kind of thing early or late. It would be bad if he was late to attend the funeral.

The others were more punctual and arrived early. Chen Song went to see a group of people, with many black suits and many black stockings.

Before everyone entered the church, they gathered in the snow outside to chat. Chen Song got out of the car and saw that everyone was in a good mood. He was not sad or mourning, but most of them were joking.

He is very popular now, and several people waved to him as soon as they got off the car.

Chen Song responded one by one, then looked for the most familiar Corey and walked over.

Corey kicked Franceti and said, "Go, get coffee for Vince and Mr. Tover."

The church prepared hot coffee, and a large insulation bucket was placed at the door, and the big guys lined up to get the coffee.

Franciti patted his butt in disgust and muttered, "Don't touch me, this is my only suit, I don't want to dirty it."

Corey stretched out his fist to Chen Song and fisted him, laughing and said, "We are discussing snow activities. It may be held in a huge momentum, such as a festival. You must be interested, right?"

Chen Song asked: "Snow activity? What kind of activity is this? Is it skiing?"

Corey shrugged and said, "The terrain of our town is not suitable for skiing. We are too flat here. Usually we paint on the snow or make various snowmen and animals. Do you know?"

Chen Song shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know much."

Someone next to him suddenly laughed: "Okay, finally there is something Vince is not good at."

Chen Song felt that it seemed inappropriate to laugh on such occasions, but he looked at everyone around him with a relaxed expression, unlike attending a funeral, or attending a party.

Mr. Bruce is a master of psychology. He analyzed his thoughts just by looking at his expression and movements, and actively explained: "Bonchi and Laode are both devout believers. You know, death is not a terrible thing for believers. They just returned to the embrace of the Lord, and they slept like babies sleeping in the embrace of their mothers, so there is no need for everyone to be sad."

"That's right. If they still have consciousness at this time, they wouldn't want to see us crying. They hope we can laugh and laugh for them to fall into the arms of the Lord." Corey said.

Chen Song asked: "If you were put into a coffin a hundred years later, would you like to see your descendants smiling?"

"Of course, I do, don't you?" Corey replied.
Chapter completed!