“Old lady, it’s dawn.” Sister Fu stepped forward and gently called Mrs. Xie, who had lost her eyes.
She never met her eyes at all in this night. As long as she thought of her grandson’s death, she felt a sense of sorrow.
Just as she was about to speak, a servant passed by at the door. “Old lady, the young man who sent flowers is here again.”
Yesterday, Wang Xianshu specially instructed that if there is someone coming to send flowers tomorrow, let that man come in.
Before Mrs. Xie could speak, Mrs. Fu helped her get up. “You come in and wait for the old lady to wash up first, and I’ll go out and take a look.”
The servant walked into the bedroom and helped Wang Xianshu to wash up in the bathroom.
Walking to the courtyard and coming to the big iron gate, Mrs. Fu invited the young man who sent flowers into the house. “Please wait here.”
After taking the person to the living room, she turned around and went to prepare breakfast. Wang Xianshu, who came out of the bedroom, was supported by the servant to go to the living room.
Today, she was wearing a black dress and a shawl in the same color. She didn’t sleep all night and felt a little cold, especially the slightly cool cold air on her back, which could not be dissipated.
Maybe I am really old and have to admit that I am old.
“Please sit down, don’t be polite.” She looked at the handsome and gentle young man in front of her.
He held a bouquet of calla lilies in his hand, and there was dew in the buds. “Old Madam, this is your flower today. Please sign it for a while?”
She took the order handed over by the young man, and Wang Xianshu signed the name on it and handed it over to the servant.
“I want to ask you some things.” Looking at the young man, Mrs. Xie had the intention to explore.
He walked to the sofa opposite her and sat down, and the young man who was delivering flowers scratched his head. “Actually, the one who asked me to send flowers was a man named Xu Xiangyu. He said that our family would send a bouquet of flowers every day, and the one that would bloom freshly and the price was twice the market price.”
It was really the grandson who asked someone to book it before, and it still cost a lot of money.
“Then has he said anything?” Mrs. Xie continued to ask.
After pausing, the young man thought hard. “Oh, I remembered that when he found our flower shop that day, he held an address in his hand, as if it was introduced by a customer, saying that our calla lily varieties are good and have first-class appearance. Old lady, I have never seen such a filial young man. That day, he bought a stack of cards and sat under the tree and wrote them all afternoon. At first, he thought it was given to his girlfriend, and I was surprised to see the word grandmother written on his card. Your grandson is really thoughtful.”
When Mrs. Xie listened to the young man’s words, she held the handkerchief and wiped the tears in her eyes desperately.
“Old lady, did I say something wrong? Don’t cry…” The young man who sent the flowers was in a panicHe waved his hand, thinking he had said something wrong.
Mrs. Fu, who had finished breakfast from the kitchen, took him out in person and said “Thank you” to the young man.
“Sister-in-law Fu, have you seen Jing Yao?” She wiped her tears and asked her grandson about her whereabouts.
The servant hurriedly answered, “Go back to the old lady, the young master went out before dawn, and told him to let the driver take you to somewhere.”
Yes, he said last night that he would help with the funeral, and it is indeed time to go there.
After Xie Rui took Xu Rong back from the airport, he rushed to the Xu family to deliver clothes to Bai Pianpian. He was going to attend the funeral today and had to wear black. By the way, he helped her and the school take a half-day leave.
After changing her clothes, she helped Xu Huiying get down from the upper floor.
After crying all night, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she can’t withstand the hurt of tears and lack of sleep. Xu Huiying’s face looks extremely poor, her eyes are thick, and there is a circle of obvious shadows.
Bai Pianpian, wearing a black body, looked like she had lost her angry dewdrops, and Xu Zhenkai stood in the entrance with Xie Mingjing.
The four of them came to the courtyard and went to the funeral venue together. The urn had already been taken away by Xie Rui.
The carriage was so quiet that I could hear nothing but breathing.
Lan Xi, Xie Jingyao, and Xu Rong were busy with the funeral, while Lan Bingbing sat aside. She is like a withered flower, lifeless, dead, and her expression is endless.
Because Xu Xiangyu died suddenly, only some relatives, including a few good friends, came to attend the funeral.
Several cars parked at the foot of the mountain. This was a cemetery with beautiful scenery and surrounded by the mountains and water. The summer wind blew across the mountains, the leaves made a “rustling” sound, and green bamboos planted on both sides of the road.
The vitality of bamboo is so strong, but the people buried here will always sleep in the loess. This contrast between positive and negative one, life and death is so clear.
After climbing up the stairs, they walked to Xu Xiangyu’s cemetery.
The Lan family and Xie family, together with these two major families, wanted to find a Feng Shui treasure land for the ashes overnight, which was easy to install.
What’s more, the Lan family is working in a medical institution, and this kind of birth, raising, burial and burial is naturally more familiar than those in the general industry and field, and is proficient in connections.
The first person to arrive was Wang Xianshu. She was not as excited as she imagined last night. When she saw her grandson’s tombstone with her own eyes today, she stood in front of the grave and felt her whole body spinning.
When Xu Zhenkai and his group came up, they saw Lan Bingbing kneeling in front of the tomb. She was also dark and had a haggard face.
Xie Mingjing walked forward excitedly, “Get out of here, who will allow you to worship my son? If it weren’t for you, the broom star, my Xiangyu will not die. “
Lan Bingbing was like a puppet doll that had lost her life, allowing Xie Mingjing to vent all her resentment on her. Lan Xi wanted to go forward to help her sister, and she shook her head slightly at him. “Auntie, I know it’s too late for me to say anything now. For Xu Xiangyu’s sake, please take care of your health. “Lan Bingbing finally spoke.
Maybe she hadn’t spoken for a long time, and her voice was a little hoarse.
Bai Pianpian looked at her friend being tossed by Xie Mingjing, and she felt extremely distressed.
“Auntie, even if you beat her to death, Brother Yu wouldn’t come back. Besides, no matter how she said that they were the ones he loved. “She tried hard to persuade Xie Mingjing to let go of his stubbornness.
The funeral was held in a noisy mood. A Maybach stopped steadily at the foot of the mountain. The female bodyguard took the lead and pushed the car door out first, then took the detour and bowed to open the car door.
Jin Sizhe’s slender legs came out from here. After standing firm, he raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain, with his lips slightly raised.
“Young Master, the ancestor worship ceremony is about to begin, don’t delay the auspicious time. “The female bodyguard said respectfully.
Jin Sizhe, wearing Zhen’s sunglasses, glanced at her slightly, “I’m talking nonsense, why don’t you take the lead. “
Not long after they went up the mountain, and they were worshiping ancestors and Xu Xiangyu held the ceremony in the same place. He took off his sunglasses and threw them away, and the female bodyguard quickly caught them.
He looked up and met Lan Bingbing’s kneeling on the ground. When she saw the man’s appearance clearly, she fainted at that moment.