But when she came to this world, God treated her well and sent such a grandmother.

In front of people, she is a powerful old woman, a scoundrel, crying when she says, making trouble when she says, but in front of her, her grandmother is a poor elder who breaks her heart for her granddaughter.

In order to keep her in the Kong family, in order to let her have a roof to survive, she gave up her face and dignity to make trouble in the Kong family, and it was her arrangement that allowed her to continue after the intersection with Kong Zhishu.

Mrs. Su has been planning Su Wanniang's future all her life, she is worried that she will die in the ice and snow if she is abandoned by the Shen family, she is worried that she will be bullied in the Kong family, and she is worried that Kong Zhishu will not be good to her and dislike her.

In this world, how many people care about another person without paying at all? Who loves another person regardless of the cost?

Kong Zhishu looked at his wife who was heartbroken like a child, sighed slightly, and suddenly thought, if one day, he and her also grow old, if he left before her, and she had to continue to live, then how painful and lonely should she be?

Suddenly, Kong Zhishu told him that in order to prevent her from suffering the pain of life and death again, he must work hard to live longer than her, even if it is a day.

If there is still this kind of life and death that needs to be borne by one person, then let him bear it.

"Late mother, say a few last words to your grandmother, and then change your grandmother's clothes." Kong Zhishu's eyes slowly rested on the sleeping old man, she went peacefully, so she still had a little dream smile on her face, and she looked so amiable. She was already gray-haired, and her face was full of traces that had been crushed by the years, and wrinkles were like deep ravines on her face.

What can be said? Su Wanniang sobbed, everyone was gone, she was talking, could grandmother still hear it?

"Grandmother, if people really have an afterlife, in the next life, I will still be your granddaughter, and in the next life, I will still be with you, take care of you, and accompany you." Don't let her worry, don't let her have the opportunity to worry about the trivial things of life again.

Kong Zhishu looked at Su Wanniang and her grandmother, and said in her heart, if you have a next life, I will still be your grandson-in-law and take care of you with Wanniang.

There are funeral customs in the village, Su Wanniang failed to continue to accompany her grandmother in front of the bed for too long, Biyu and others have already heard the letter and went down the mountain, and together with Su Wanniang, they personally helped Mrs. Su clean herself and put on Zan Xin's clothes.

At night, the autumn wind blows slowly in every corner of the village, and on this night when a loved one has passed away, such a wind seems too gloomy.

The Confucian Mansion, a piece of white, tells the story that here, someone has left this world today and gone far, far away.

In front of the mourning hall, Kong Luoci knelt straight and straight, and he couldn't stand it all the time, with a small body, a big stubbornness, and a pair of eyes, with deep pain.

The smaller Dabao and Erbao knelt on the soft ball, throwing the paper money into the brazier one by one, and raised their eyes from time to time to look in front of the mourning hall.

"Mother, why is my great-grandmother still sleeping? Won't she get up and burn paper with us? Dabao pulled the beautiful lady with red eyes, "Mother, why are you all unhappy?" The big brother is also not happy, he has always ignored people. ”

"Dabao, the eldest young master and the eldest lady are in a bad mood, don't disturb them, you know?" Biyu coaxed softly with red eyes, and then looked at the people on the side, two large and one small, kneeling in front of him and not moving.