Li Murong's funeral was small. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She has no friends, no relatives, and the only man who counts as her husband, even if he wants to handle her funeral, he is not enough.

Li Murong's funeral was attended by only two people, one was Jiang's father and the other was Jiang Chengqing.

"Dad, I'm not going......" Jiang Chengqing's first reaction was to prevaricate.

"That's your own mother. When she left, there was no one to see her off, and she would definitely not be blind. Father Jiang said lightly.

"Got it......" Jiang Chengche reluctantly accepted this statement.

Through people he knew, Father Jiang found the so-called "home" where Li Murong was before his death.

In a simple small house at the junction of urban and rural areas, Li Murong's husband Lao Wang was dying of hunger because no one had taken care of him for a long time, and the bedding under him was dirty and smelly, and yellow was full of feces and urine. Father Jiang and Jiang Chengqing were one step late, and it was possible that they could only see one corpse. They asked the cleaning company to clean the dirty and dilapidated hut, and by the way, they helped Li Murong's husband hire a nanny to take care of him, and left him a sum of money. Before leaving, Lao Wang thanked him for his kindness. Father Jiang casually asked if he was willing to attend Li Murong's funeral, but the answer was negative.

"I didn't expect Li Murong to fall into this situation before his death." Father Jiang sat in the car to Lingshan Cemetery, shaking his head and sighing.

Jiang Chengqing, who was driving, glanced at him from the rearview mirror, sneered, and did not speak.

"If I had known this, I should have helped her when I was young." Jiang's father's conscience, after seeing Li Murong's residence, began to become restless. Of course, he didn't know that over the years, the Jiang family had actually helped Li Murong a lot.

"I think it's better for her not to touch her when you're young." Jiang Cheng looked ahead and said coldly.

Father Jiang's lips moved twice, and he wanted to scold Jiang Chengqing for two sentences, but he didn't say anything. Maybe Jiang Chengche is right, if the married old man doesn't give the young girl a chance to seduce them, maybe these little girls won't become stumbling women, and there won't be a tragedy similar to Li Murong's.

"Clear, I ask you a question, you have to think clearly before answering me." Father Jiang's expression became even more solemn.

"Hmm." Jiang Chengche replied briefly.

"Do you still hate your mother? After her death. ”

Jiang Cheng's eyes were empty, and he didn't know if he still remembered that Li Murong had abandoned him in the Jiang family, he only vaguely remembered that before Li Murong left, he once said to Jiang Chengqing, "Mom can't support you, go find your father." ”

People think differently, and the same is true for parents. When a family is in difficulty, children have become a burden, some parents at this time, will entrust their children to a family with the financial ability to support their children, while some parents will work hard, the family lives a hungry and full life, and some parents will choose to find another way out and work hard to earn money to support the family. The last type of parents is undoubtedly the most self-motivated, and they are also the easiest to gain from the struggle and finally get rid of the poverty of the family. Li Murong obviously belongs to the first type of people, and it is extremely normal for their children to not be able to understand. If you think about it, when this kind of thing happens to us, it will be just as difficult for us to accept.

How could Jiang Chengche not hate Li Murong because of the events of that year? There are other options, so why not try for it? Why leave your loved ones in a completely strange family?

However, Jiang Chengcheng clearly remembered, remembered what Li Murong said before she died, remembered her remorseful eyes but was relieved because she had worked hard to do something, and remembered that she was unwilling to listen to Jiang Chengcheng call her "Mom" at the end of her life.

"Child, don't do stupid things in the future, there's only so much I can help you......"

"Clear, can you call me 'Mommy' one last time?"

"I'm sorry ......"

These three sentences, one sentence is more heart-wrenching than the other.

Perhaps it is precisely with these three sentences that Jiang Chengqing's hatred has dissipated a lot, but the three sentences still can't be worth the lack of maternal love for more than ten years, he hates, he still hates.

"If she's still alive, I can try to accept her." For a long time, Jiang Cheng muttered.

Father Jiang sat in the back seat and nodded with satisfaction, his eyes shining with tears. For Jiang's father, this is already a perfect answer, and he finally got Jiang Cheng's relief, which is a knot in his heart that he has been haunted by for so many years.

The staff in the cemetery are ready to be buried, just waiting for the Jiang family father and son to come.

Lingshan Cemetery used to be a very strange place, and a person may not go there once in his life, but recently, it is the second time that Jiang Chengche has visited here.

One is his friend and ally, his nominal fiancée, and the other is his biological mother. In the eyes of others, both of these people are as important to him as life. But in reality, the fiancée is fake, and the biological mother is estranged.

Jiang Chengqing's life is really true and false, like a farce with no ending.

In any case, the fiancée is still the fiancée in everyone's eyes after all, and the mother is also an undeniable mother in blood ethics, the cause of their death is abnormal, and it is incumbent on her to find the truth.

Jiang Chengche and Jiang's father stood alone next to the tombstone, watching the staff bury the urn. Suddenly there was a light rain in the sky, and the rain in late autumn and early winter was very cool and cool.

Neither Jiang's father nor Jiang Chengqing brought an umbrella. The black woolen coats on their bodies went from dry to wet, and then so wet that they could wring out water, and it was only ten minutes.

"Murong, I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect that when I see you again, I can only be at the police station, or even in the cemetery...... Alas......" Father Jiang sighed deeply and continued: "Actually, the last time I saw you, I was already taken aback, but I didn't expect you to be old. My memory of you is only that you were in your thirties, when you were still a young young woman^ and you could pretend to be a little girl when you went out, and no one would doubt you. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you are really aging fast, and in more than ten years, you will become an old lady. ”

Father Jiang paused, and seemed to realize that it was a bit too much to say these teasing words to a deceased person, and then changed his words and said: "After so many years, it is not easy for you. I see your husband, he ...... It's not very convenient, so I can't come and see you. I have settled your little family for you, I have found someone to help you take care of him, and I have left him money, you don't have to worry about this, your spirit in the sky can rest in peace. If I had known that you were living in Qingcheng, I would not have let you have such a hard time. It's a pity that it's too late to say anything. ”

Father Jiang breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Look at our son, he has grown up, and I am also old, and his white hair has been popping out in the past few years. I also had a serious illness, and I almost went one step ahead of you, which can be regarded as retribution for me. ”

Jiang Chengqing stood on the side, his head down, letting the rain lap on his face, and didn't say a word.

"It's clear." Father Jiang turned his head and said to Jiang Chengqing, "You can say a few words to your mother." ”

Jiang Chengche bowed his head slightly and opened his mouth, but he felt abrupt and didn't know what to say.

"Daddy." Jiang Chengche suddenly turned his head to Jiang's father and said, "Li Murong's death is a bit of a problem. ”

"What?!" Father Jiang was shocked: "What's the problem?" How do you know there's a problem? ”

"Li Murong told me before his death that I should stop doing stupid things, saying that there is only so much she can help me, and this sentence is obviously problematic. According to her meaning, it can be judged that she must have thought that I killed Lin Muchen, so she took the blame for me. ”

"There's no basis for this judgment." Father Jiang pondered for a long time and said.

"Uncle Lin has also discovered that something is wrong, in fact, he stole the letter that Lin Muchen wrote to me, and also got An Mike's copy, he is very sure that Lin Muchen's death was victimized. But that person is definitely not Li Murong. Because in Li Murong's confession, there is no description of the real cause of Lin Muchen's death at all, what really led to Lin Muchen's suicide was another reason that Lin Muchen couldn't accept, not because the simple future mother-in-law couldn't get used to her. Since Li Murong already wants to take the so-called crime for me wishfully, there is no need to conceal the real incident that led to Lin Muchen's suicide, so that incident must not have been done by Li Murong, but someone else. Jiang Chengche told Jiang's father about the analysis.

Father Jiang was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, and said to himself, "This ...... That's not right...... In other words, behind the real incident that led to Lin Muchen's suicide as you said, there is a mastermind behind the scenes, it instigated Li Murong to commit the crime, it forced Lin Muchen to commit suicide, and it also put the responsibility on your head, and by the way, it pitted Li Murong? ”

"Yes. It knew everything from beginning to end, and it was very likely that it planned these things, and then it killed Lin Muchen and Li Murong, and tried to put the blame on me. Jiang Cheng said calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"It's horrible!" Father Jiang said in disbelief: "This is definitely not true! ”

"Believe it or not, this person is lurking around us. Trying to kill everyone who has anything to do with me. Jiang Chengche left a sentence. This sentence was like a thunderbolt, breaking Jiang's father's heart.

"I ...... Ah......h

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Chengqing leaned over with concern and helped the crumbling Jiang's father.

"I ......" Father Jiang was speechless, and his breathing was very short.

Jiang Chengche saw that Jiang's father's face was getting worse and worse, and guessed that there was something wrong with his heart, so he no longer hesitated at the moment, directly picked up Jiang's father, rushed to the parking area as fast as possible, placed Jiang's father safely in the back seat, and rushed to the nearest hospital at full speed.

When Jiang Chengche arrived at the nearest hospital, Jiang's father was almost fainting, and he used perseverance to support him, so he barely insisted on going to the emergency building of the hospital.

The doctors and nurses hurriedly pushed Jiang's father into the emergency room, the door was closed, and the moment the lights were turned on, Jiang Chengqing's heart was discouraged.

"How's it going?" Aunt Qin hurriedly ran over, pulling Jiang Chengche to ask questions, followed by Jiang Guo'er and Yin Junxi.

"The doctor said it shouldn't be life-threatening." Jiang said calmly.

"Oh......" Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief and stood outside the emergency room waiting.

Jiang Cheng's eyes swept over Aunt Qin, Jiang Guo'er and Yin Junxi one by one, everyone's expressions were so anxious, so afraid of losing, but was this really the case in their hearts? Do they really care about this home? Jiang's clear world became darker and darker.

"Jiang Chengqing, why did Dad suddenly have a heart attack? Did you say the wrong thing? Jiang Guo'er leaned over, raised her eyebrows, and looked very mean, just like she said coldly to Jiang Chengqing back then.

Jiang Chengche smiled, he was laughing at himself.

A few days ago, he thought that he and them were already a family, and he thought that the Jiang family was very united. But today, he overturned his own opinion, and he realized that everything at that time was all an illusion, and the beautiful crystal vase was filled with broken glass slag, even if the appearance was confused, it was all for people outside, such as people drinking water, knowing whether they were warm or cold.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Guo'er asked with an eyebrow.

"Laugh at us, it's a family." Jiang Chengche suppressed his smile and said.

"You...... What do you mean? Jiang Guo'er raised her eyebrows again, obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Chengqing's answer.

"Guo'er, this is the hospital, let's wait quietly for our uncle to come out." Yin Junxi walked over and grabbed Jiang Guo'er's arm.

Jiang Guo'er glared at Yin Junxi, shook her head angrily and walked to the side.

"Clear, Guo'er's temper is bigger, and his heart is not bad, don't you mind." Yoon Jun-hee lifted his glasses and said apologetically.

"Huh...... Got it. Jiang Chengche still had a smile, and that smile was simply creepy in Yoon Junxi's eyes. Why is he laughing? Why do you keep laughing? It's scary......

Several people had their own thoughts, and after waiting outside for half an hour, the door to the emergency room opened.

"Doctor, how's it going?" Aunt Qin was the first to rush over, leaned in front of the doctor and asked anxiously.

"Family members, please rest assured, because the patient is emotionally unstable and rainy, it will lead to sudden arrhythmia, the problem is not very serious, and it is enough to rest for a few days." The doctor said as he removed his gloves.

"Thank you, doctor. When will I be discharged from the hospital? Aunt Qin asked again.

"Observe for a few days, and if there are no problems, you can be discharged."

The Jiang family finally breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued.) )