For the next two days, Meng Xixi lived in a muddy and dim state.

She couldn't accept the fact that her mother had left, she curled up on the hospital bed where her mother slept, covered with the quilt covered by her mother, as if there was still her mother's breath on the hospital bed, and her mother's smell, she seemed to be still in her mother's arms.

She hadn't eaten anything, she hadn't taken a sip of water for the past two days, and her whole lips began to burst.

She held her mother's mobile phone tightly in her hand, and she had already seen her mother's last call, which was the phone call with Jiang Wenjie's mother.

The phone had been on for nearly ten minutes, and I could think of what they were talking about in the last ten minutes.

Jiang Wenjie.

The one she had loved deeply for many years, even if he betrayed her that day, she never hated him, but now she hated him to death.

Fortunately, Aunt Wang, the nurse, is a kind person, who has never left Meng Xixi to find another employer, has been taking care of her, and has been busy placing her mother's body.

The old lady on the next bed in the same ward as Meng's mother was also embarrassed when she heard the news that Meng's mother was gone, and she was also very concerned about Meng Xixi.

After several urgings from the hospital, as well as the persuasion of the nurse Aunt Wang and the old lady next door, it was said that people could not be resurrected after death, and they should be buried as soon as possible.

Meng Xixi took care of her mother's funeral with a strong spirit, and never heard her mother talk about her relatives, as if she had no relatives, Meng Xixi didn't have to discuss with anyone, and there was no one to discuss, so she cremated her mother directly, and went home with the urn and the portrait.

The house in the suburbs is rented, and the landlord of the dead person is taboo, and the contract has not arrived, even if the deposit is compensated, the landlord has to take Meng Xixi away.

Meng Xixi could only take his mother back to his hometown, before leaving, he remembered that his mother confessed, saying that there was something under the bed, Meng Xixi rummaged through the big boxes and small cabinets, all of which were some miscellaneous items, and did not find anything valuable.

But before my mother died, she wouldn't let herself rummage through these sundries for no reason at such an important moment, since there was no one here, it was under the bed in her hometown.

Meng Xixi rented a car and returned to his hometown where he had lived for 20 years, a quaint mountain village, with his mother's ashes and portrait.

When Meng Xixi was carrying his backpack, with his mother's urn in his backpack and his mother's portrait in his arms, he happened to meet Jiang Wenjie's mother when he appeared at the door of his house.

"Sissy, what are you?" When Jiang Wenjie's mother saw the black and white photo of Meng Lianxiang in Meng Xixi's arms, she was dumbfounded, and she was stunned for a long time before she spoke, and she stammered a little because of surprise, "Your mother...... This is...... When is this ......"

Meng Xixi glanced at her who was noisy in her ears with an indifferent expression, stared at her with hateful eyes, and immediately made her swallow the remaining unfinished words.

Meng Xixi ignored her and walked towards his house.

Jiang Wenjie's mother looked at Meng Xixi's departing back, and her heart was stunned, Meng Xixi's eyes just now were too terrible, like the cold wind blowing in the cold winter moon, which made her tremble for a while.

Isn't it normal for her son to abandon her, and this boyfriend and girlfriend broke up?

As for it?

Is there that much hatred?

Why are you staring at her? It wasn't she who let her son break up with her, it's really inexplicable.

A large sum of money in exchange for bone marrow was originally used to operate on his mother, but now he can't use it, Meng Xixi took out a large amount of money to buy the most luxurious cemetery for his mother on their side, and held a beautiful funeral for his mother.

When she was alive, she was looked down upon, talked about, and when she died, she was going to let her mother be buried in a grand manner.

In addition to buying a cemetery, holding a funeral, paying medical expenses, paying the wages of nurses, and some miscellaneous expenses, she still has 4.5 million left, and she only left 10,000 yuan herself.

Donated to the school that carries her fond memories.

Donate to students like her who don't have the money to study.