Ye Wenchuan: "......"

Cheng Yi looked at him lightly: "I especially want to ask Qingzhu now, is she blind?" I fell in love with a person like you in the first place? ”

Ye Wenchuan: "......"

Cheng Yi originally had a lot to say, not for anything else, just to argue for Fu Yingshao Leng Qingzhu, why did this scumbag put all the fault on those two people, but he said that he was so innocent.

But now suddenly there is nothing to say.

Since it's scum, why bother talking nonsense!

He tilted his head and looked out the window.

The crowd on the street is bustling, at this time, Leng Qingzhu should go to school, Fu Yingshao should also go to work, both of them have a great future and a bright future, so why let this scumbag lose his appetite!

Ye Wenchuan lowered his head and clenched his fists.

He said so much just now, but Cheng Yi didn't say everything until the end, making it clear that he was insulting him.

Sure enough, there are no good people who have a relationship with Fu Yingshao Leng Qingzhu.

The car soon came to the funeral home, and after what happened just now, Ye Wenchuan was completely quiet this time.

Watching my mother being pushed into the incinerator, I didn't cry anymore.

Tears are worthless when they can't be a weapon.

What's next?

Go back to that prison again?

Continue to live a life of servility?

Ye Wenchuan was unwilling, but he had no choice but to accept his fate.

After all, unless he died, otherwise, he seemed to be unable to escape from this prison.

The door of the funeral home was opened, and Cheng Yi raised his head to look at the people who came in outside: "What are you doing here?" ”

Ye Wenchuan turned around and saw a strange man walking in.

"I'm here to offer my condolences, anyway, she used to be a nanny in our house, and her death has something to do with Fei Fei more or less!"

He walked over with a bag.

Ye Wenchuan looked at him in surprise, and suddenly felt that this matter was not so simple.

"The two of us have known each other for so many years, I didn't even know that you Meng Yuxiao are still such a loving person!"

"That's because you don't know me well enough, if you know me well enough, you'll know that I'm actually a very emotional person, and I especially can't see poor people!"

When he said this, he looked at Ye Wenchuan.

This made Ye Wenchuan feel that this person seemed to be talking about himself.

But he just expressed his wrong feelings, even if Ye Wenchuan is thick-skinned, he doesn't want to lose face for the second time.

Meng Yuxiao didn't care, and stood quietly aside, waiting for the incineration work to be completed.

Soon, the staff of the funeral home collected Jiao Meihua's ashes and handed the urn to Ye Wenchuan.

Ye Wenchuan was holding a small urn and wanted to laugh in his heart.

In rural areas, almost every family has a special ancestral grave, and they are buried only after the death of the person.

Naturally, there are also some in his own family, and the ancestors of the Ye family have been buried on that mountain for generations.

Before he was admitted to university, his mother kept saying that the ancestral grave of the old Ye family was smoking, and if she entered the cemetery in the future, she would definitely choose a better location for herself to continue to future generations.

Unexpectedly, when she got to her, there was only such a boxy box left, not to mention entering the ancestral grave, it would be nice to have a place to bury the ashes.

went to the suburbs, Ye Wenchuan buried Jiao Meihua's ashes expressionlessly, but Meng Yuxiao next to him suddenly squatted down, took out a box of incense and a pile of yellow paper from his bag, and asked Ye Wenchuan: "Do you want to express a little heart?" ”

Ye Wenchuan squatted down with a confused expression, and Meng Yuxiao asked in a low voice, "Do you want to get out of the current situation?" ”