They took a private plane back to City Z overnight. This time, even Jin Sizhe and Lan Bingbing followed him. Yuwen’s family sent Yuwensen to take care of him, and by the way, he was convenient for Xie Kui to take care of him.
When riding in the plane, Xie Jingying’s mood was never turbulent.
Holding Mrs. Xie’s urn in her hand, although she returned to City Z after six years, she felt indescribable pain when she came back this trip.
The two children are rare to be quiet, especially Xie Kui. She sat quietly in the seat next to Yuwensen, leaning on his arms, Xie Sheng was sitting next to Bo Sato, and Xie Rui and Julie were also back.
There is a dedicated person to take care of the company, and the old man sent an acting CEO to conduct temporary management.
After getting off the plane, it was not suitable for burial, so it could only be done the next morning. There was someone in the villa to manage it. Wang Jing, who lived in the country villa, arrived overnight when she heard the news of Mrs. Xie’s death.
“Jing Yao, this is…” Xie Mingjing couldn’t say anything afterwards and choked in her throat.
Xu Zhenkai, who was standing beside him, helped his wife, who was emotionally fluctuating, and let Xie Jingying and his group of people come in.
The two of them did not attend the marriage of Jin Sizhe. His identity was not disclosed to the public. All they knew was Mrs. Xie and Xu Huiying who were present at the time.
Put the ashes in Mrs. Xie’s room, Xie Jingying and Xie Mingjing made an appointment for a time, and the ashes will be buried tomorrow.
Some important representatives came to the Xie family and the Wang family. The funeral aftermath of Mrs. Xie was handed over to the relevant personnel of the funeral home to deal with, which saved them from running around.
For dinner, except for Xu Zhenkai and Xie Mingjing, the other Xie family members and Wang family members went back.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was dull as before, and no one talked much. After dinner, Yu Wensen took his two children back to the guest room, Xu Zhenkai and Xie Mingjing also went back, and Jin Sizhe returned to Lan’s house with Lan Bingbing, and Lan Xi came to pick them up.
Bo Sato is old. After taking such a long flight to wash and then go back to the guest room to rest. However, Mrs. Fuku’s tears have never been done until she came to the Xie family from the UK.
Xie Jingying sat in the study room that Mrs. Xie had used before. He opened the drawer and found a photo album from it. It was full of photos of him and Yuwen Pianpian and the three of them when he was a child. Some things were about their grandparents and grandchildren, or they were photos of him and the little girl.
He turned to the last page of the album and found a letter behind him.
His name was written on the envelope.
He took out the letter from the envelope and Xie Jingying read it quietly.
“Jing Yao, when you see this letter, maybe my grandmother is gone. Good grandson, the most proud thing in my life is to marry a good husband.A great son and a proud grandson. “
After reading this, Xie Jingying’s emotions were touched.
“Child, if you find Pianpian, you must get married as soon as possible. As long as you live a happy life, grandma will be at ease. Over the years, I have always wanted to tell you a secret, but I can’t say it out loud. “
He turned the letter back and said, “Your grandpa died of a brain tumor, and so was your father. I hope you have not inherited it. Grandma really can’t say such a cruel truth, so I always urge you and Pianpian to get married and have children early, but unfortunately your relationship has ended in vain because of this pair of children. Jing Yao, life is like a dream. Nothing will be left behind when you wake up from the dream. Listen to Grandma, cherish the people in front of you and don’t waste time. “
After reading the letter left by Mrs. Xie, Xie Jingying was deeply touched.
He stuffed the letter back to the envelope. When he looked up, he saw Yuwen Pianpian standing at the door.
“Can I come in? “She was standing with her open door and looked cautious.
Thinking of Mrs. Xie’s reminder, he waved to the little girl. “Come in. ”
With Xie Jingying’s consent, Yuwen Pianpian walked into the study.
“Brother Jing Yao, there will be a funeral ceremony tomorrow. Can we have a breakfast? “She urged him to go to bed quickly.
This time, the trip was for Mrs. Xie, but Xie Jingying was a sick person after all. If she accidentally got too tired this time, she would definitely feel guilty.
Without hesitation, he rarely stood up calmly, and then walked out of the desk. When he was about to turn off the light in the room, he saw the empty seat placed in front of the desk. When he thought of Mrs. Xie who was no longer here, the tip of his nose felt sour. At this time, Yuwen Pianpian held Xie Jingying’s big palm.
“In this world, some people come and some people go, some people live and some people die. Life falls every second, and a new life will come in the next second. We cherish it when we come, and we commemorate it when we leave. “Her language reveals an open-minded feeling about life.
These words sound like Buddhist Zen, but they don’t make people feel deliberate.
Back in the bedroom, Yuwen Pianpian put his pajamas on the bed. “I’ll change it for you! “
In the past, when he was in a good mood, he would personally take a shower and change clothes. Now Xie Jingying is in a bad mood, so it is appropriate to change his position.
Holding her hands, Xie Jingying then pulled the little girl into his arms, stretched out his arms, and hugged the soft body in his arms tightly.
At this moment, only she can warm his lonely heart.
Change the clothes, they didn’t close their eyes that night, just lying flat on the ceiling, holding their hands under the quilt tightly.
In this life, she is his wife, he is her husband, they have children, and nothing else.
After dawn, Xie Jingying got up and walked into the bathroom to wash. Yuwen Pianpian changed his clothes and walked in. They were wearing black clothes. He was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and a black tie. She was wearing a black dress and a simulated white rose on her chest.
After the two went downstairs to have breakfast with a group of people in the restaurant, the driver drove to the cemetery.
This is the largest and most luxurious cemetery in City Z. The people buried here are either rich or noble or famous masters in their lifetime.
Xie Jingying saw the Xie family and the Wang family standing there from afar.
When they arrived, the ceremony began. He was the only eldest grandson who had to wear mourning clothes and knelt down and bowed. Except for the marriage ceremony, Yuwen Pianpian’s identity was no different from his grandson’s daughter-in-law, and his two children also wore mourning clothes.
The ceremony was very grand, and there were several queues of people coming to see him off. When the ceremony ended, only one group of people were left.
“Jing Yao, don’t be too sad, your health is important.” Jin Sizhe stretched out his hand and pressed it on Xie Jingying’s shoulder.
He knelt in front of Mrs. Xie’s grave without saying a word. Yuwen Pianpian glanced at the sky and asked Yuwensen to take the children away first. She planned to stay and stay for a while.
The author has something to say: Thank you for the monthly ticket given by the Empress at the beginning of the account 31, and it will be here at midnight.