Twilight glanced at him faintly, walked straight to the altar, lit three sticks of incense and worshiped Twilight's statue.

After she finished worshipping, Du Linchuan wanted to ask something, but was reminded by his wife Qin Liuli on the side:

"Linchuan, the funeral ceremony is about to begin, you go over and advocate first, and leave it to me here."

Twilight Linchuan glanced at his wife, knowing that he couldn't delay the time of Twilight's burial, so he nodded.

"Okay."

He turned around and went to Zhang Luo's funeral ceremony.

Qin Liuli looked at the twilight, and because of the large number of guests in the mourning hall, she lowered her voice.

"Shenshen, you go out with me." As he spoke, he was going to pull Twilight's heavy hand.

The next second, he was thrown away by the twilight indifference, and his attitude was alienated.

Qin Liuli was stunned for a moment, and reprimanded: "You...... What is your attitude? ”

Twilight gave her a deep look and said coldly, "Sister's funeral is about to begin." ”

Obviously, she was going to the funeral, not being taken away from here.

"Twilight's funeral is about to begin, but you don't need to attend." Qin Liuli said.

"Why can't I attend my own sister's funeral?"

Qin Liuli looked around at the guests in the mourning hall, and lowered her voice a little: "You also know that it is your own sister, you can do it yourself, you still have the face to participate in the funeral?" ”

Her words were like a knife, stabbing hard at Twilight's heart.

She clenched her hand tightly at her side.

When the scar is violently uncovered and sprinkled with salt, even breathing hurts.

Qin Liuli continued: "You also heard the voices of those people just now, don't make trouble here, follow me back to the wooden house." ”

As soon as he heard that he had returned to the wooden house, his heavy heart trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously avoided Qin Liuli before touching it.

Avoided by her again, Qin Liuli's face was not very good-looking.

glared at her: "Shenshen, it's all at your sister's funeral, can you restrain your character, be well-behaved and obedient!" ”

Twilight sneered, "You didn't give birth to me or raise me, why should I listen to you?" ”

"You!" Qin Liuli froze again.

Because the guests were still there, she calmed down and said calmly: "I didn't give birth to you, but since I am the stepmother of you and Twilight, I have the right to control you." Twilight is dead, you know how she died! Why, you didn't let her have a good time when she was alive, and now that she is dead, you have to make her live in peace in her mourning hall!? ”

Word by word, it was like a sharp needle, piercing her heart fiercely, and the needle dripped blood.

"Wow-"

Suddenly, a glass of cold water was poured on Twilight's face.

The person who came rushed with momentum, pointing at the twilight and scolding: "You scourge spirit, what face do you have to make a big fuss in this mourning hall!" ”

For this sudden movement, the twilight, which was already immersed in pathos, was completely caught off guard.

When I looked up, I saw a displeased face, it was the eldest sister of Du Linchuan, Dusk Lanye.

In terms of identity relationship, it is Twilight and Twilight's aunt.

Before his death, Twilight Mian was excellent in character and learning, talented and good-looking, especially with a good singing voice, and even played the piano well, and was also famous in college.

Twilight Lan likes Twilight and has always been very good to her.

Now that this kind of thing has happened, she is naturally upset for Twilight.

Cold water trickled down the twilight porcelain-white cheeks, and he was indescribably embarrassed.