Du Wan hadn't reacted yet, "Nothing, don't cry, say it well." ”

"Binghui is gone, and he was cremated two minutes ago. We won't even be able to see each other for the last time. ”

Everyone could hear it clearly, it was a bolt from the blue.

Half a month ago, Fu Binghui was fine, how can you say that it is suddenly gone?

Su Xiaomi: They couldn't believe it at all.

Moreover, the epidemic situation in City D has been basically controlled, and only a few imported from abroad have been controlled, but as soon as the plane landed, it was controlled.

And Fu Binghui, who is responsible for treating the infected people imported from abroad, is obviously fine, why did he get infected and cremated?

Such a blow is extremely heavy to Su Xiaomi, Du Wan, and Su Yourong.

"Auntie, this is impossible, when did my uncle get infected, why haven't we received any news?"

"Your uncle knows about Cheng Xiao, and he won't let me tell you when he was first infected. I also thought he would be cured, but it was only less than a week, and who would have thought ......?"

Su Xiaomi knew that the anti-epidemic workers worked under a high load every day, and if they rested less, their resistance decreased.

And my uncle is not young anymore.

How could her uncle, the uncle who loved her, spoiled her, loved her, and remembered what she liked to eat and drink every time, could leave so suddenly?

The aunt on the phone cried heartbreakingly, "Sister, brother-in-law." Binghui's funeral was held in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, in the West End Cemetery. Don't come, the epidemic is not completely under control now. Just burn some paper money for him later. Don't tell your parents about this, they are old and can't withstand the blow of this white-haired person sending a black-haired person. ”

Hanging up the phone, Du Wan threw herself in front of Su Xiaomi and hugged her, "Xiaomi, what's wrong, relatives are leaving one by one." What a good man your uncle is. ”

The mother in her arms was crying and trembling.

At such a close distance, Su Xiaomi discovered that there were a few strands of gray hair in her mother's hair.

In the past, she always felt that her mother was an ageless goddess, and she was still charming in her sixties, but during this time she suddenly got a lot older.

It turns out that such a beautiful mother will also be old.

Su Xiaomi is so scared!

Life is so impermanent, she is afraid that her parents who love her the most will leave her suddenly one day.

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The next day.

Su Xiaomi took Zhizhi and his family to Cheng Xiao's funeral.

After attending Cheng Xiao's funeral, he had to go to Fu Binghui's funeral, and within one day, he sent away the two closest people, which was painful.

It is said to be a funeral, but in fact, it is just a simple farewell.

Except for the dearest relatives, there is no one else.

Su Xiaomi led Zhizhi in black clothes, stood in front of the tombstone, and looked at the simple stele that only said Cheng Xiaozhi's tomb, Su Xiaomi couldn't help but look at Cheng Jianguo and Luo Jinxiu and his wife next to him.

"Dad, Mom. The tombstone I ordered earlier was not like this. Did you change it? ”

The tombstone she ordered is: the tomb of her loving father Cheng Xiao, his wife Su Xiaomi, and his daughter, Su Peizhi.

Cheng Jianguo said, "Xiaomi, you still have to remarry your father, it's not good to write your name, it's unlucky." And you've signed a divorce agreement. There is no marriage relationship, and there is no need to engrave your name on it. ”

"Dad." Su Xiaomi said, "What's so unlucky about this? ”

"Handed down by the ancestors, husband and wife should be in the same bed in life and buried in the same death. It's not good for you to engrave your name again. It's still important to pay attention to. ”

Su Xiaomi felt that she had lost too much money to the Cheng family.

It's all come to this point, and her in-laws are still thinking about her.

Su Xiaomi said again, "Dad, Mom, but my name can't be engraved." But Zhizhi will always be Cheng Xiao's daughter. These are just a few words on this stele, and it is inevitably too ......"

Too lonely and cold, Su Xiaomi didn't dare to say it, for fear that the second elder would be more heartbroken.

At this time, Zhizhi didn't say anything.

She wore a small child's mask, covering her entire face, revealing only one dark eye, and tears had already soaked her mask.

Although she is still young, she has seen cartoons, and when someone dies, she will never see each other.

After that, she will never see her father.

Xiao Budian cried without a sound, but the tears kept flowing.

She put a bouquet of chrysanthemums in her hand in front of the tombstone, with a black and white photo of her father Cheng Xiao on it, and she didn't know anything.

In the past, her kitten died, and her father buried it in the soil with her.

The kitten died, and Zhizhi was unhappy for months.

Su Xiaomi looked at Zhizhi crying, and didn't know how long it would take for Zhizhi to recover in the coming days.

And she was so sad that her chest ached, and she felt like the ground was collapsing, and she couldn't stand steadily.

Su Xiaomi put the flowers in her hand next to Zhizhi's bouquet of flowers, squatted down, and hugged Zhizhi.

Zhizhi tilted his head sideways, tears rolling down his big black eyes, "Mom, dad will be like a kitten, and he will never be able to return to me again." ”

Su Xiaomi put her forehead against Zhizhi's little head, and the two mothers and daughters cried very sadly.

She couldn't find any words to comfort Chichi but hug her tightly.

Ling Yiyang, who was next to him, bowed to Cheng Xiao.

"Brother Cheng, in the future, your parents will be my parents. I'll take good care of them for you. ”

He and Cheng Xiao are obviously rivals in love.

But they were able to live together so peacefully, like brothers.

If Cheng Xiao was still alive, he would definitely treat him as a brother.

After bowing to Cheng Xiao, Ling Yiyang turned sideways again, bowed deeply to Cheng Jianguo and Luo Jinxiu, and maintained a bow and did not stand up straight.

"Dad, Mom, you recognize me as a son. I will be your son from now on. ”

When Cheng Jianguo and Luo Jinxiu learned that their granddaughter knew that it was not Cheng Xiao's flesh and blood, but a man named Ling Yiyang.

The two of them hated this man.

But after listening to Ling Yiyang's anti-epidemic deeds, as well as his performance today, I feel that this man is very good, and it is no wonder that Xiaomi never forgets him.

The second elder is also an enlightened person.

Cheng Jianguo helped him up, "Doctor Ling, don't think about us Cheng Xiao." You and Xiaomi are not young anymore, and it is good for the children to remarry quickly. Children must always have a father. ”

What kind of parents can teach what kind of sons.

Ling Yiyang was suddenly in awe of the people of the Ling family.

Distance.

Cheng Xiao stood out of everyone's sight, wrapping himself tightly.

He looked at Su Xiaomi, who was holding Zhizhi, and his eyes were full of reluctance, pain, helplessness, sadness, and forbearance.

Dearest Xiaomi, I can only accompany you here.

Origination, fate, and fate are fate.

Or perhaps, the moment when there has never been a cause has always been his wishful thinking.

Dear Xiaomi, the road ahead will depend on you.