A week later, the funeral of the Zou grandmother ended in a roar of ghosts and wolves.

In Liang Yi's impression, the last time he attended the memorial service was when his grandfather died of illness 10 years ago, and Aunt Zou Qing read the eulogy and took the lead in crying, and then Uncle Yongtao and they joined the crying ranks, and everything fell into place.

Now it seems that such a form and process should be the so-called "memorial service custom".

After the Weibo topic of "Zou Wei's grandmother died unexpectedly" was completely taken off the shelves, except for Shen Ji, no one in the family asked about the results of the re-examination of the cause of his grandmother's death.

Although they just asked and helped Liang Yi save the time of preparing a set of rhetoric, it can also be seen that these people in the family don't seem to care much about whether their grandmother died unexpectedly.

The atmosphere of the memorial service was indeed very tear-jerking, even if Liang Yi kept thinking about the investigation of the case, he could not escape tears. She saw Aunt Zou Qing's sunglasses thrown on the ground, revealing a pair of walnut-like red eyes, kneeling beside her grandmother and crying silently.

Aunt Zou Di and Uncle Yongtao and Uncle Yongzhong were behind Aunt Zou Qing, crying one after another, and they did not slack off. Zou Wei held his mobile phone to take a picture of his grandmother, Zou Juexi and Zou Liangyu stood beside Zou Wei and shook their shoulders slightly, presumably crying.

Yu Yuanxiang stood next to Zou Liangyu like a chicken, and on the other side of him stood trembling and towering Zhang Pianpian. From her back, she shrugged her shoulders and probably sobbed quietly.

How could Aunt Zhang stand in the junior pile? Liang Yi just had a question in her heart, but immediately answered it for herself - Zhang Pianpian is Zou Yongtao's second wife, nearly 30 years younger than him, and her parents' generation does not accept her very much, probably thinking that many years ago, she married a man in his early 50s as a girl in her 20s, and her motives were not pure. So for this kind of family activity, she probably knows that it is better to stand farther away.

However, as far as Liang Yi is concerned, she feels that there is nothing wrong with the old husband and young wife, as long as Aunt Zhang is not a junior. And she knew that Uncle Tao married Aunt Zhang after the death of her original partner.

Shinji stood alone about 5 meters away from the area of Devil Cry Wolf in a daze. She didn't cry, she didn't have any expression, her eyes stared at a certain point stupidly, like a blind person.

There are two extremes of excessive sadness, one is crying, and the other is the state of looking like a wooden man, and Shinji belongs to the latter.

Liang Yi paced to Shen Ji's side and whispered in her ear, "Shen Ji, are you sad?" ”

Shen Ji's unwavering face suddenly squeezed out a few wrinkles of a wry smile, "It's okay." She took a deep breath, deliberately controlled the sparkle in her eyes, and then deliberately smiled and said, "Why are they crying so much, so pretentious." ”

Liang Yi felt that Shen Ji was just using this sentence to hide the sadness in his heart.

She didn't reply to Shinji, but just put her hand around her shoulder and put her palm on her shoulder, hoping to transfer the heat of her palm to her.

"Your mother doesn't cry much." Shen Ji glanced at Liang Yi and said.

Liang Yi raised his eyes to look at his mother, Zou Hui, who was just standing quietly next to her grandmother's body, looking at her grandmother with a sad expression.

"Grandma's filial piety has been exhausted, and when grandma passed away, there is really nothing to cry about, after all, grandma also lived for 87 years, which is considered an advanced age." Shen Ji seems to be explaining Liang Yi's mother, and he is also trying to defend himself.

Walking out of the inner hall of the funeral, Liang Yi couldn't help but sigh - the air outside was so relaxed, just inside just now, the faces of those relatives were more gloomy than the faces of his grandmother, and the crying and the sad accompaniment of Western music intensified the solemnity of the air. Every time you breathe inside, it seems that you are filtering the air in the inner hall for free.

"Shirley, wait a minute, grandma will be sent to be cremated, and aunt and uncle will take care of the rest of the matter, you juniors will go back by yourself first." Zou Hui walked over and grabbed Liang Yi's arm and said.

"Okay, Mom, I'll go with Xiao Ji. What about you? Do you want to join us? ”

Zou Hui suddenly leaned into her ear and said, "I'm not from you, I made an appointment with the graduate student I took in the afternoon, and we will discuss the topic while drinking afternoon tea at the pizzeria." After speaking, Zou Hui gave Liang Yi a playful wink, as if asking her to keep her itinerary secret for herself.

Liang Yi was still in grief, shocked by her mother's naughty actions, she stared at her mother and looked at her, thinking: Grandma's memorial service is expressionless, grandma's body has not been cremated yet, go to have afternoon tea with the students, this is ...... Damn, it doesn't seem appropriate to do this.

At that moment, she had to add a suspicion of murdering her grandmother to her mother.

In the eyes of outsiders, her mother Zou Hui is probably the most unfilial child of her grandmother. Because, in the nearly 10 years that her grandmother was paralyzed, she did not take care of her grandmother.

A few years ago, Liang Yi asked her mother why she didn't take turns with her aunt and uncle to take care of her grandmother's house, and she said that their five children had already discussed, she was responsible for paying for her grandmother's living expenses, and the other four people were responsible for taking care of her grandmother's daily life.

"I'm still working, all four of them are retired, and they have more time than I can take care of your grandmother. Then I will pay for it, they will contribute, the division of labor is clear, and I will sometimes visit your grandmother and chat with her, she likes to listen to me tell me interesting things between me and my students, how can you say that I am not filial? At that time, Zou Hui explained it like this.

When the university professor's words were so reasonable, Liang Yi choked for a moment, and his mother's explanation did take into account all aspects of the problem, and there were no loopholes.

"Aunt Xiaohui, you should be busy first, my mother and they will take care of grandma's funeral." Shen Ji seemed to be answering Zou Hui's request for Liang Yi.

Zou Hui deliberately suppressed the smile that was about to brighten, "Xiaoji, your mother, but the daughter who is most trusted by your grandparents, she is very relieved when she does things." ”

After waving goodbye to the two girls, Zou Hui removed the red rope on her waist and the white flowers on her hair, and walked away with her eyebrows raised.

"My mother is really unfilial...... Liang Yi felt a little ashamed of her mother's happy appearance at this time.

"How? Aunt Xiaohui is a university professor, even if her mother dies, she can't delay her teaching and educating people, this is her respect for her work. Do you want your mother to ...... because of her death? It's going to be a slump? Shen Ji was very clearly on Zou Hui's side.

"I'm afraid there are very few people who can think like you, if you let the neighbors know that my mother is still stepping on high heels to have afternoon tea with others at this time, she will definitely be scolded for being unfilial and a white-eyed wolf."

"That's right. Then we'll help her keep it a secret. ”

Liang Yi decided to change the subject: "Then where are you going now?" ”

"I want to go to the window grave next door to see Aunt Moth, do you want to come with me?"

Aunt Moth...... Aunt Moth's ......?

It seems that this name has not been heard for more than 10 years, but when it is mentioned by Shen Ji, Liang Yi feels very familiar.

"It turns out that Uncle Yongtao's original wife was placed here?" Liang Yi said as if he had unearthed a rare treasure.

"yes." Shen Ji looked at the window and the photo of Jiang Mozi, and said lightly.

"But it looks very clean here, isn't it that Uncle Yongtao and Zou Wei often come to see her?" Liang Yi asked.

"I don't know, but I come to see it often, about once every three months." Shen Ji was actually a little choked, as if he wanted to release the tears that had just been shed at his grandmother's funeral.

Liang Yi was not very familiar with this moth's aunt, but she knew that her aunt had passed away because she had advanced spinocerebellar degeneration.

"I remember when you were young, you lived opposite Uncle Yongtao's neighborhood. Once I went to your house to look for you, and your mother said that you went to see your aunt. Liang Yi didn't know if it was appropriate to mention these past events now.

"At that time, our family still lived in a low bungalow on the street, the conditions of the house were not good, there was no place to shower and bathe, I would go to Uncle Tao's house almost every day to take a bath, and then chat with Aunt Mozi. When she got sick, she couldn't speak clearly, but I could understand it, which even my mom thought was amazing. ”

"What will you talk about?" Liang Yi felt that the atmosphere was good, and Shen Ji seemed to be quite happy to reminisce about the past.

"Talk about everything, she will tell me about the TV series she watches, she will guess riddles for me, and her brain teaser will turn around. I would also tell her interesting things about my school, about me. The smile on Shen Ji's face gradually weakened, as if he was chewing a date in his mouth, but slowly chewed out the taste of medicine, "If I don't talk to her, my aunt is actually ...... It's lonely. ”

"I remember Aunt Moth was a pastry chef in a bakery before she got sick, and when we were young, she would always make all kinds of small cakes and biscuits for each of us to give a big box. At that time, everyone was not financially well-off, and my parents taught at the school with a very low salary, and they always said that Aunt Moth had the best job, and she dealt with all kinds of pastries every day. They also joked that even if his aunt's unit couldn't pay his salary, he would take a bunch of flour, sugar, oil, and milk to pay for his salary, and Zou Wei would definitely not be hungry. Unlike them, if the school can't pay for it, I'm afraid they will take a bunch of books to pay for it, and they also told me to be ready to eat books. ”

Shen Ji was amused, and said happily: "At that time, I was also looking forward to the Chinese New Year the most, my aunt's craftsmanship is really good, and now, the cake she makes must be an Internet celebrity cake, and the kind that you can't necessarily buy in line up." ”

"However, we are also blessed now, Aunt Zhang is also a pastry chef in a pastry shop, before the birthday of the children in my class, it was a three-layer cake ordered in Aunt Zhang's shop, I saw Aunt Zhang's name written on the business card that came with the cake, and I also visited her in the store later. The pastry shop where she works now is quite high-end. Next time I'll take you to a sitting, there is coffee or tea to drink. Liang Yi pursed her lips, as if she was reminiscing about the taste of the cake.

"Uncle Yongtao's taste is really the same, and both wives are pastry chefs." Shin Ji said jokingly.

"That's true, but Aunt Zhang makes West Pastries, which is a little more foreign than Aunt Moth."

"The times are different, ten or twenty years ago, in Huadu, there were no foreign dim sum shops. But now, everywhere, girls like to go to such dessert shops to check in, and then take beautiful photos and post them on Moments. Although what Shen Ji said was the truth, from her disdainful tone, Liang Yi felt that she seemed to be dissatisfied with Zhang Pianpian taking the place of Aunt Mozi. However, the relationship between my aunt and Shen Ji was so good, and there was nothing wrong with Shen Ji not recognizing Zhang Pianpian as the "new aunt".

"Shirley, look at this picture," said Shen Ji, pointing to the portrait in the window, "this is what Aunt Moth's appearance was before she got sick, at that time she was still fleshy on her face, and she looked quite blessed, but after she got sick, she became thinner and thinner day by day, and when she was terminally ill, she was so thin that she looked like a skeleton that had been thrown on a chair." Shen Ji put his hand on the window and said: "During the winter vacation of that year, Uncle Tao was still at work one day, and the nanny he asked for his aunt returned to his hometown in advance, so I accompanied my aunt for an afternoon, and two children downstairs played badminton balls fell on the windowsill of their house, so I ran up to get them, I opened the door and let them in, they were two boys who looked like elementary school students, and when they saw their aunt, they ran away in a hurry, and they forgot to take the badminton. I shouted what was going on, and they ran faster, swearing and saying that they had seen ghosts. ”

"Did my aunt hear this?"

Of course my aunt heard it, and she was very sad, and she said that her skinny appearance was very much like a ghost, and I said that the two children were so rude, and she said that children could see things that adults could not see, and she said that it proved that her time was almost up. Then she spasmed her fingers and tuned the TV channel to my favorite TV series, and she said she wanted to watch it with me. Afterward...... She passed away just over 2 months later. ”

"Those two kids were so rude, I don't believe they saw anything unclean on my aunt...... However, I don't think I've ever participated in my aunt's ...... Memorial service. Liang Yi's voice gradually weakened, and she was afraid that she would hit Shen Ji's crying point.

"I haven't done it before, Uncle Tao just installed a window grave for my aunt. Brother Zou Wei was still out of town at the time and didn't come back. It wasn't until a year later, when his grandfather passed away, that he returned to Huadu. Shinji seemed to feel that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, and his tone became slurred: "Uh...... Actually, I don't know the specifics. Let's go. ”

So Aunt Moth has also passed away for 11 years, earlier than my grandfather.

Liang Yi was dragged away by Shen Ji, she rarely saw Shen Ji trying to restrain his emotions, the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched slightly, she had never known that Shen Ji had such deep feelings for his late Aunt Moth.

The walls of this window tomb are lined with information boards of the deceased, and it looks like a giant labyrinth.

Shen Ji stopped at a turn, looked at a certain wall, and then pulled Liang Yi's head and walked away without looking back, if it weren't for Shen Ji as the guide, Liang Yi felt that he would definitely be trapped in this labyrinth.

Since two negative topics about Zou Wei appeared on Weibo, Zou Wei has never dared to post on Weibo. I thought that the negative topic had subsided, so I took the opportunity of attending my grandmother's funeral to post a few pictures of mourning my grandmother, and made a "filial son" character on Weibo, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

"I said, Zou Wei! Why are you sending it with such a hypocritical picture and text? Du Ling's mobile phone was thrown on the sofa by her, bounced twice, and got stuck in the gap of the cushion.

Zou Wei seems to be an angry sheep in front of his wife Du Ling, and when he is reprimanded, he only dares to make some humming and chirping sounds.

"Do you think people on the Internet are brainless? You are such an obvious show Weibo, as long as you have a little IQ, you can see it, okay? Du Ling sat on the sofa angrily, took out her mobile phone from the gap in the cushion, swiped it a few times, and sneered: "I'll read it to you, you listen to it." 'Get your grandmother's real estate first, and then help your grandmother hold a memorial service, you are really utilitarian enough to be your descendants.' This makes sense, it's just ...... The hot search I helped you remove is still in other people's minds, why are these people's memories so good, this really makes me frustrated. There are also people below who say, Zou Wei, your grandmother was killed by someone, how can you still be in the mood to bask in the funeral, should you be an accomplice. Some people also say that they are disgusting when they look at you, and they can also become popular when they write a few broken brush words on the show, and now your fire is not far from being extinguished. There's a whole bunch of them, tsk, all of them are mean things that make me unspeakable, so I won't read them, you can see for yourself. ”

Seeing Zou Wei obediently take over his mobile phone with both hands, Du Ling pursed his lips and said in his heart: What an obedient stupid dog, let you read and scold you, you really plan to do reading comprehension.

At this moment, in this huge double-storey villa, only the couple sat on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, the afternoon sun poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but Zou Wei sat in the shadow where the sun could not shine.

He slid through the malicious comments, feeling like a bomb/bomb with a lit fuse, and after a few more looks, he was about to reach the point of explosion.

A dog barking outside the house brought Zou Wei's thoughts back to reality, and he stood up in a beam of sunlight, took a deep breath and exhaled it with a long breath.

While Zou Wei was browsing the comments, Du Ling instructed Aunt Wang to bring fresh milk cake and hot tea, accompanied by the sound of forks scraping on the delicate porcelain plate, Du Ling said prophetically, "Your Weibo is so lively, I'm afraid your name is about to be on the hot search again." With that, he elegantly put the cake on the small fork into his mouth and ate it with relish.

"You...... Can you help me with this negative heat ...... Eliminate? Zou Wei looked at the worrying words on his phone, and then immediately felt a sense of shame about eating soft rice welled up in his heart.

Du Ling was chewing the cake and was almost laughed by Zou Wei's words. She wiped the cream from the corners of her mouth with a tissue and said condescendingly, "You know now that you have come to beg me?" ”

Zou Wei sat back on the sofa, don't look over, don't dare to look at Du Ling.

"Wait, I want to see what else the joker can write. Don't worry. Du Ling giggled.

"You ......" Zou Wei swallowed heavily and muttered like a dream: "I'm your husband......"

Du Ling laughed heartily as if she had been poked in the laughing hole, she controlled it very hard, and finally retracted her desire to laugh, "You are just the inverted son-in-law of the Du family, oh, that's still the past, the present...... I only treat you as a dog of the Du family. She scooped another spoonful of cake and put it in her mouth, and the sweetness of the cream immediately stimulated the meanest nerves in her mouth: "No, you are not as good as a dog, I will give the dog a good place, eat well, sleep well, and the dog will wag its tail at me, what about you?" Your dick doesn't have a nimble tail yet. Our family really raised you for nothing. ”

Du Ling's penultimate sentence completely angered Zou Wei, although he was bent up, his eyes were red, and he stared at Du Ling roundly. For a man, being ridiculed by his wife is not as good as a dog's tail, which can be said to be the most serious insult.

It's just that he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he had to walk back to his room with a belly of fire.

"Just do it thoroughly, don't live a life with a little white face, and don't admit your identity as a little white face at the same time." Du Ling sighed and sarcastically behind Zou Wei.