Anping Street, Su Province.

There was a quick knock on the door, and the porter hurriedly went to open it.

As soon as the door of the mansion opened, Xu Qinghe rushed in in a hurry, ran a few steps and suddenly stopped, turned around and asked the porter: "Is the mansion okay?" ”

The porter looked confused, looked at the woman's messy appearance, stood there and responded in a daze: "Back to Miss Cousin's words, everything is fine." ”

When Xu Qinghe heard this, his heart was a little relieved. Turned around, straightened his dress, brushed his hair, stopped running, and walked briskly forward.

Entering the courtyard where Su Zhe lived, Xu Qinghe pressed the uneasiness in his heart, walked quickly towards the door, went up the small steps, and suddenly came out with a heart-rending cry-

"Father-... Father -..."

Xu Qinghe's knees weakened, he almost collapsed to the ground, gritted his teeth to support him, pushed open the door tremblingly, and walked in-

The emaciated boy crouched in front of the bed, grief-stricken, calling out "Father" over and over again......

However, no one responded to him.

There will never be anyone to answer his cries.

The old man, who was so skinny as a bone from the disease, lay there silently with his eyes closed.

Xu Qinghe looked at the old man on the bed with blurred tears in his eyes, walked to the bed step by step, and squatted down. She reached out and poked under the old man's nose. The great grief struck in an instant, and his eyes shook, and he barely withdrew his hand.

Su Jin lay on the brocade quilt, holding his father's thin body, hoarse, and kept crying "father".

Xu Qinghe collapsed in front of the bed, patted the young man's back, and said tremblingly: "Cry...... Cry uncontrollably. ”

After saying this, the woman wiped away the tears on her face and clenched her teeth to prevent the cry from being revealed. Reaching out, he slowly stood up on the bed frame and walked towards the door.

Hoarse cries spread throughout the Su Mansion, and the busy maids and servants hurriedly rushed to the courtyard.

Xu Qinghe stood at the door of the room, looking at the people of the Su Mansion who were constantly pouring in, endured the grief in his heart, and said loudly: "Butler 1."

The housekeeper of Su Mansion had just run over from the account room when he heard the voice and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Quickly send a small servant to the Li Mansion to report the funeral.1 Xu Qinghe saw the person who came, and immediately said to him.

"Yes! Miss Table. The butler hurriedly replied and said to a little servant behind him, "Go quickly!" Run to 1

The little guy nodded yes in response, and quickly ran through the crowd and out of the Su Mansion.

Xu Qinghe asked, "Do you have a coffin?" ”

The housekeeper wiped his tears and replied, "The master has long ordered the small ones to be prepared and placed in the Buddhist hall." ”

"Command someone to carry it to the main hall at once." Xu Qinghe said, "The kitchen immediately boils hot water." The tired housekeeper quickly sent people to the various mansions to report the funeral! The little maid who stayed in the house immediately arranged the mourning hall 1

Everyone hurriedly responded, and each panicked and dispersed to prepare.

The butler stepped forward tremblingly and said to the woman, "Miss Cousin, the shroud is placed under the third compartment of the wardrobe. ”

"Okay, I know." Xu Qinghe responded, "I bother the housekeeper to go to the front yard to work, and my cousin and I scrub and change clothes for my uncle." ”

The butler nodded in response, glanced into the room, raised his sleeve to touch his tears, hunched his back trembling down the steps, and walked towards the main hall.

Xu Qinghe returned to the room, walked to the wardrobe, pulled out the third wooden lattice, and took out the new shroud with trembling hands.

Tears welled up in large gulps, dripping between the dark textures.

Xu Qinghe held the shroud, walked to the bed, and put it on the desk beside him.

The boy's voice was already hoarse, and he could only lie on the bed, sometimes whimpering and shedding tears.

Xu Qinghe pulled the young man up, held him in his arms, kept patting his thin back, and comforted him weakly and softly: "Ah Jin, mourn." ”

Su Jin opened her empty eyes and leaned on the woman's warm shoulder. The tears that kept flowing soon wet a piece of clothing.

"Cousin, is my father really—gone?" The boy asked softly, choking his throat.

Xu Qinghe burst into tears, gently patted the young man's back again and again, and choked up: "Ah Jin, uncle didn't leave." He'll always be in our hearts—"

"Can it only be in the heart?" The young man looked confused, suddenly waved his arms, and roared: "I don't want to be in my heart!" I want my father by my side! Really by my side1

Xu Qinghe hurriedly pressed the young man's writhing body, hugged him tightly, and cried: "Su Jin! You're sober1

Uncle is gone!

Really leave us!

Never back!

"Don't be afraid! I will always accompany you 1 Xu Qinghe pressed the young man's back and constantly comforted, "I'll accompany you!" And your sister, your brother-in-law! We will all be there for you. You're not alone1

Su Jin buried herself in her cousin's shoulder and whimpered insolently, "Cousin! I can't bear my father—"

"My father hasn't seen me grow up yet...... I haven't seen my entrance examination yet,......" the young man said with tears in his eyes, "I haven't seen me marry a wife and have children......"

Xu Qinghe hugged the young man's thin body and comforted sadly: "Uncle is in the spirit of heaven, you will see it!" I'm going to see—"

The young man tugged at the corner of his cousin's clothes tightly, "What if I can't see it?" ”

"No, it won't." Xu Qinghe said to him, "Believe me, my uncle will definitely see it." ”

——

Dongping Street, Li Mansion.

The drama sung on the stage became more and more exciting and lively, and everyone below watched, sometimes exclaiming, sometimes laughing, sometimes admiring, and sometimes sentimental-

Su Jingshu accompanied the two elders, listened to a play, and discussed with each other enthusiastically.

Everyone laughed and laughed, and the words were noisy.

The drama was in the middle of **, and everyone stared at the few servants on the stage with wide eyes, flying with lotus steps and fluttering clothes.

At this time, a figure rushed in, saw his own young lady watching the play there, hurriedly ran over, knelt down and cried loudly: "Miss! The lord went to 1

There was a sudden silence in all directions, and everyone looked at the little guy.

There was also silence on the stage, and several servants stopped their movements, frozen there at a loss.

Before Su Jingshu could react, she asked in a daze: "Where did my father go?" ”

Mrs. Xu looked at the tears in the little girl's eyes, stood up tremblingly, and asked in disbelief, "Did you really go?" ”

The little guy nodded and wiped his tears.

Mrs. Xu ran out immediately, but her legs were weak and she collapsed on the ground, and the guests next to her panicked and hurriedly helped her.

Everyone came forward to comfort them, and the scene was suddenly a little flustered.

The musicians on the stage quickly retreated at the signal of the team leader.

Su Jingshu glanced around blankly, and saw that the little guy was wiping his tears vigorously, taking a few steps forward, and was about to ask a few words, but he couldn't make a sound. Her vision gradually blurred, and she couldn't see everyone surrounding her anxiously. Finally, it was dark in front of me, and the sky was spinning, and it was already planted to the ground-

The guest next to her quickly helped her and shouted, "Mrs. Li! Mrs. Lee 1

The garden was in chaos in an instant.