Zhang Zijun never thought that the matter of Wu Yuling's funeral would fall on her head, because before this, she had never thought of attending Wu Yuling's memorial service.

But she finally went to the funeral home involuntarily, and then Xu Yunchang fainted in the funeral home, and Mr. Xu rushed to the hospital to accompany his son, so Wu Yuling's stall was immediately unpresiding.

In fact, Wu Yuling's cousin Chen Zhengkang can also host, but Chen Zhengkang said that he and Wu Yuling are the same generation, and he is still older than Wu Yuling, so it is not good to hold Wu Yuling's ashes.

Besides, Zhang Zijun was originally Wu Yuling's own daughter, even if the outside world didn't know, Chen Zhengkang already knew, so Chen Zhengkang found her, and it was difficult for her to shirk it.

Zijun originally thought that the thing to handle Wu Yuling was to help entertain the guests who came to mourn and go through the cremation procedures at the funeral home, but who knew that after the cremation, she would have to send it to Xishan Cemetery to download.

Chen Zhengkang said that the days and moments of the download have long been optimistic, and it was originally Xu Yunchang who wanted to send Wu Yuling on the last ride, after all, the husband and wife of more than 20 years should send the last ride.

But Xu Yunchang suddenly fainted, things changed, and Zhang Zijun happened to be present, so the task of sending Wu Yuling on the last trip fell on her.

Zijun sat in Xu Yunchang's car, holding Wu Yuling's ashes in her arms, she sat quietly in the back row, and then looked down at the exquisite urn on her knees.

It is very beautiful, inlaid with gold edges, and there are peony flowers on it, and peony flowers represent wealth and nobility, which is very suitable for Wu Yuling's identity.

The urn is very delicate, but it is also very light, and there is no weight in her arms, but Zijun looks at it, but she always feels heavy, which makes her a little breathless.

In fact, there was speculation that Wu Yuling might be her mother last year, but at that time it was just a guess, and this year, with her blood type being the same as Xu Yunchang, this was further confirmed.

Wu Yuling is her mother, but she is the mother who threw her away since she was a child, so she didn't actually think about recognizing this mother.

A person who has disliked you since childhood, or even abandoned you, will you like it?

What's more, putting aside the fact that Wu Yuling threw her away since she was a child, just talking about last year and this year, which one made her feel good?

Wu Yuling's whole heart is on Xu Ruoxi, she even spares her and her family for Xu Ruoxi, such a mother, it doesn't matter if she doesn't recognize it.

She never thought of recognizing Wu Yuling as a mother, but she didn't expect that Wu Yuling's last journey was actually sent by her, the daughter who was lost by Wu Yuling since she was a child.

"Didn't you even think of such an ending?" Zijun lowered his head and asked as he looked at the exquisite urn in his arms.

The urn was quiet, naturally not answering her questions, and she sighed lowly, closed her eyes slightly and leaned on the back of the chair, only feeling extremely tired.

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When Tong Zhenyu drove to Xishan Cemetery, Zijun had already put Wu Yuling's urn into the cemetery.

Because of the ready-made cemetery that was bought, it had been built a long time ago, and now it is just a matter of putting the urn inside, and then the workers of the cemetery help to bury the cemetery.

"If you want to help Mrs. Xu with the funeral, why didn't you tell me?" Tong Zhenyu walked up to Zijun and asked reproachfully in a low voice.

"I didn't expect to come here, I thought I could just look at the funeral home." Zijun said truthfully, looking up at him, there was a deep apology in his eyes.

She didn't expect him to come over, after all, he was also at work, and there were many things, not to mention that it was now the end of the year, so the freshman company would naturally be busy.

Tong Zhenyu held her hand, and when he felt that her hand was cold, he found that she was wearing ordinary professional clothes, not even a thicker coat.

The professional attire is acceptable in the office, but now it is a cemetery in the suburbs, there are no houses around, the mountain wind is blowing, and it is the beginning of December, so it is naturally cold.

He hurriedly took off his coat and draped it over her, and then stood side by side with her, quietly waiting for the workers in the cemetery to help Wu Yuling bury the soil.

After about half an hour, everything was ready, the words on the tombstone were engraved, the photographs were printed, and then it was time for everyone to say goodbye.

There are not many people who are sent to Xishan Cemetery, and they are just close relatives, and there is actually no one in the Wu family, because Wu Yuling is an only daughter, and her parents passed away a few years ago.

So it was Wu Yuling's cousin and cousin who came to the family, Zhang Zijun was not familiar with them, just watched silently on the side, and after they finished saluting, she returned the salute.

After everyone was finished, she looked at the tombstones piled up with flowers, and bowed halfway, didn't say anything, didn't know what to say, and then turned around silently and walked towards the parking lot outside the cemetery with Tong Zhenyu.

Xu Yunchang's car was still parked there waiting for her, but Tong Zhenyu had already rushed over, and she didn't need to take Xu Yunchang's car anymore, so she asked Xu Yunchang's driver to drive back quickly.

But Xu Yunchang's driver said: "Miss Zhang, Assistant Chen just called, asking you to go to the hospital after burying Mrs. Xu, Minister Xu." He doesn't seem to be able to do it anymore. ”

"What?" Zhang Zijun was startled, and immediately opened his eyes wide, a little unable to believe the words of this time.

"That's what Assistant Chen told me on the phone." The driver met Zhang Zijun's suspicious eyes and said truthfully: "I don't have to lie to you." ”

"We know, you go back, I'll drive her to the hospital later." Tong Zhenyu said to the driver on the side: "She won't bother you to drive." ”

When the driver saw that Tong Zhenyu said this, he was naturally embarrassed to say anything, so he hurriedly walked over and drove the car away.

And the moment Zijun got into Tong Zhenyu's car, the whole person seemed to fall apart and softened, she felt so tired, she had never been tired.

Before this, she also had a funeral for her mother Shao Meizhen, of course, Shao Meizhen's funeral was very simple, and it was her uncle and cousin who came from the Shao family at that time.

At that time, she was very sad, her parents were the closest people in her life, and her father was still unconscious in the hospital at that time, so no matter how painful she was, she could only endure it, she couldn't cry, she didn't dare to cry.

She didn't know how she survived those days, and now that she thinks about it, her heart is still so sad that she feels like she wants to suffocate.

Tong Zhenyu didn't start the car immediately, he sat quietly in the cab, reached over, held Zijun's still cold hand tightly, and used the temperature of his palm to warm her cold hand, as well as the cold body.

He knew that she was uncomfortable, but there were some things she couldn't replace, so she could only wait silently.