The corners of Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes were still moist, she just held back her tears, she just looked at her like that, wanting to say something, but she couldn't say a word.

"Gardenia, can you still grant my last request?" Song Xiwan looked at her gently, and said, Mo Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly, she didn't dare to speak, she was afraid of talking again, so she couldn't help the urge to cry.

"Good sister, don't be sad." Song Xiwan replied with her cold hand on her face, and continued with a tender face: "After I leave, you can change into the plain cheongsam printed with magnolia flowers in my cabinet, which is the last thing my mother gave me before leaving, I am no longer the little girl when she left, I am afraid that she will not recognize me when I go below, so I must wear the clothes she left for me, and under my dresser, there is a sachet of magnolia flowers pressed for a while, which is a token of love given to me by your brother Zhe, I also want to take it away, by the way, do you know why I like magnolia flowers, because my mother likes them, I didn't expect that my mother's fate would be so similar, both died at the age when I didn't want to leave, and I couldn't leave in the season when the magnolia flowers bloomed, if I died in the season when the magnolia flowers bloomed, I should be very happy, right? ”

Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head, tears the size of beans, hot falling from her eyes, and smashing on Song Xiwan's cold hands little by little.

At this time, the sky outside suddenly became overcast, and there should be a big dark cloud covering the sun, and the light that was originally scattered in front of the bed shrank and disappeared at once......

"Sister-in-law......"

Song Xiwan smiled slightly, slowly closed her eyes, her hand slowly slid down from Mo Xiaoxiao's moist cheapness, her face was serene, there was no pain at all, they were all terrible people who died of illness, pale skin, slightly blue eye sockets and lips, but Mo Xiaoxiao felt that Song Xiwan was so beautiful at this moment, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, there was no trace of pain, her eyelashes were as black as her hair, and her lips were like a plain butterfly.

Mo Xiaoxiao just called her name gently, and didn't shout, she knelt down in front of her bed, covered her with the quilt, stood up again, and slowly walked towards her wardrobe.

The faces of the girls and the family members on the side were quite heavy, looking at Mo Xiaoxiao's stunned appearance, and they didn't know what to say: "Miss...... Young grandma she ......"

"You go to the Song family to deliver the message, the young grandmother passed away early this morning, and the funeral ceremony will be three days later, let them come to see her off for the last time!" Mo Xiaoxiao turned her head, looked at a family member, and said lightly, her face was pale, and she couldn't see her emotions.

"A few of you, go to the street to buy some things for the funeral rites and come back, remember that everything is going to be bought, let the young grandmother leave with dignity, and go to the account office to report the account after you buy it!"

Several of the family members went out in a hurry, each doing their duty.

"Xue'er, you go to the study to get paper and pen, I want to write an invitation, and then hand it out and inform everyone to get ready."

"And the two of you, go get some hot water and come back, wash and change your clothes for the young grandmother."

After saying this, the girls also hurriedly went out, and they all did as Mo Xiaoxiao instructed.

Mo Xiaoxiao carefully opened Song Xiwan's wardrobe, and a faint fragrance wafted in, which was the aromatherapy smell that Song Xiwan used on weekdays, and the clothes in her wardrobe were her favorite to wear on weekdays.

took out the cheongsam printed with a faint magnolia flower, wiped her body with Song Xiwan briefly, put the cheongsam on her body, combed her hair with her, pinned it behind her head with a hosta, and lightly used a little rouge on her pale face.

After doing this, it looks like she doesn't look like a person who has completely passed away, as if she is asleep, and she still looks like a girl.

The next day, the Yang Mansion became lively, but despite the excitement of people coming and going, it couldn't hide the kind of dead silence and coldness in the air, just like the sun in winter, it was obviously very dazzling but still couldn't warm people, and it was still shivering with cold wind.

Yang's mansion is full of white lanterns, white cloth fluttering in the wind, as if dancing, a dead silence surrounds the entire mourning hall, there are many guests who come to mourn in front of the mourning hall, a black coffin is placed in the center, and the smell of incense fills the entire courtyard.

Song Xiwan's father, Song Yunhong, arrived early this morning, he first went into the mourning hall to have a stick of incense with her, and then he was distressed and sad for a while, and then dragged his reluctant steps into the Yang family's living room.

Song Yunhong and Lin Yushu sat aside, he was sad all of a sudden, he didn't know what to say, hesitated for a while and sighed before saying: "Mrs. Yang, I have worked hard for you, and I have taken care of Wan'er's future affairs in an orderly manner, although you are not her mother-in-law, nor her mother, but let me see your heart, if Wan'er has a spirit in the sky, she will also be at ease!" ”

"You don't have to be so polite Master Song, since Wan'er has married into our Yang family, she is a member of our Yang family, we can't stop her from leaving, we can only do my best to hold a decent funeral for her." Lin Yushu shook her head and said with a sad face.

Yang Huailin and Yang Huaiping brothers only arrived last night, Yang Huailin was busy greeting the guests who came in the hall, Mo Xiaoxiao was responsible for answering the guests who came to mourn at the door, Yang Huaiping was also busy for a while, and only came from the backyard at this time.

"Brother Song."

"Brother Yang, hey..." Song Yunhong saw Yang Huaiping who walked in from the door, and quickly stood up and looked at him helplessly.

Yang Huaiping hurriedly helped Song Yunhong to appear and sit down again: "Brother Song, you have to mourn and change, if something like this happens, it is really not what you and I want, I am also very distressed, Wan'er is such a good child, but ......"

"Hey, this kind of thing is really unexpected, how can I blame you, it's just that Wan'er doesn't have that blessing." Song Yunhong shook his head and said bitterly.

"yes." Yang Huaiping also sat down, he sighed and continued to say to him: "Brother Song, I have to explain to you, the dog Yang Zhe is now busy abroad for the family business, such a big thing happened at home, he should come back, but the news can be received in a day or two abroad, and the family has already written a quick letter to him, just because it is too far away, he may not have received the heart of the family, so he still knows nothing about this matter, and he has not been able to come for a while, and I hope that Brother Song will take care of it!" ”

Song Yunhong shook his head and said with a bitter face: "I can understand, it's just not what I want." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao stood at the door for a day, she felt that she was physically exhausted, and she had not rested well for two consecutive nights, but she was now the pillar of the family, and her brother was not there, so she had to take on the responsibility of her brother, so she had been standing at the door to greet the guests with her strong support.

At this time, a few people in the distance walked towards this side, Mo Xiaoxiao immediately recognized the person standing in front, that person was Zhao Tancen, the son of the famous general Zhao Wanggu, he had been here when his brother got married before, and he was still a familiar friend with his brother, but in addition to the two family members who followed him, there was also a woman with a refined temperament, Mo Xiaoxiao just felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Miss Yang, long time no see!"

Zhao Tancen looked at Mo Xiaoxiao and smiled and said, the woman beside him nodded to her.

Zhao Tancen was wearing a black uniform, like a serious person patrolling and handling cases, he was very energetic, but he was smiling like he was here to participate in the funeral ceremony, and he felt that he was also a frivolous person, Mo Xiaoxiao had no good impression of him.

"Well, Young Master Zhao, you are here, I thank you for your kindness on behalf of my father and brother." However, Mo Xiaoxiao still nodded with him and said respectfully.

"This is my wife."

Zhao Tancen said as he introduced the woman beside him.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the woman at this time, the woman in front of her was dressed in a plain white dress, wearing a white bow shirt under a white jacket, wearing a white long skirt underneath, her hair was curled, and she was wearing a white beret, she looked very beautiful and had a good temperament, which was not the same as the average deep boudoir lady.

When Mo Xiaoxiao looked at her, she suddenly felt very familiar, like someone she already knew, but she couldn't remember it for a moment, the woman seemed to feel Mo Xiaoxiao's gaze, so she nodded at her, Mo Xiaoxiao was embarrassed and withdrew her not very polite gaze.

"Yes, Mrs. Zhao." Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly nodded at the two, and then said to the two: "Come inside, the two of you, my father is waiting!" ”