Finish the closing paragraph.

Mrs. Song looked up at the wall clock on the wall.

It was already past five o'clock in the morning.

In a little while, the children should wake her up for breakfast.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Song picked up the pen again and wrote the date.

In the year of Renyin, the first day of the first lunar month, five o'clock in the morning.

Shangguan Suihe Liu.

This moment.

She is not anyone's wife, anyone's mother, anyone's grandmother.

She's just herself.

Shangguan Suihe.

After a while, Mrs. Song put down her pen, folded the suicide note, and put it in a very beautiful envelope.

As if feeling that the two words of the suicide note were too heavy, Mrs. Song picked up the pen again and wrote these words on the envelope: Shangguan Suihe's little fairy has something to say.

No matter what time it is, she is the happy little fairy.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Song's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her eyes seemed to be full of stars.

In fact, if you look closely, you can see that Song Wu and Mrs. Song have the same eyes.

Both of them gave birth to a pair of very good-looking peach blossom eyes.

Mrs. Song placed the envelope on the desk, and then took out a photo from the cabinet.

The photo is a bit old-fashioned.

However, because they are well preserved, the black and white photos have not faded much.

The man in the photo is about thirty-five years old.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The eyes are deep, and the formal dress looks full of momentum, just looking at it like this, I also feel very secure.

Here is the appearance of Song Zhichuan, the old man of the Song family, when he was young.

Song Zhichuan joined the compilation at the age of 15, became famous throughout China at the age of 19, and met the old lady Song at the age of 22.

Both of them are resolute and resolute personalities, and they officially got married at the age of 24.

In the same year, Mrs. Song returned to the field and lived a life of husband and children.

At the age of 24, the two had their first child.

He is 26 years old and has his second child.

Song Zhichuan likes her daughter very much, originally the two didn't want to have another child, but in order to meet Song Zhichuan's wishes, at the age of 27, she gave birth to a third child, but unfortunately, the third child

It was also this year that the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and he once again shouldered the steel gun and joined the battlefield without hesitation.

Mrs. Song waited for 3 years.

But three years later, she was waiting for not a husband, but a white bone.

She was waiting for the return of the king with red makeup, but unexpectedly, the white clothes led the king back, and the old lady Song cried for a day and a night holding her husband's relics.

Her hair also turned gray in half overnight.

Song Zhichuan was iron-clad, and finally embarked on the road of Xu Guo's difficulty and Xu Qing.

The next day, Mrs. Song wiped away her tears, changed into her former uniform, entrusted the child to her parents, and then set foot on the battlefield without hesitation.

She knows very well that the thieves have not been eliminated, and how to be at home.

Sometimes, it is not only the duty of men to defend their families and countries, but also women should take the lead.

That's 10 years.

When she returned again, she had changed from a 28-year-old young woman to a middle-aged woman of nearly 40 years old.

She gave all the best years of her life to the battlefield.

But she doesn't regret it.

In the past ten years, she has created countless myths on the battlefield and made great contributions in the red clothes.

After taking off her battle robe, she let go of her past glory and became the ordinary mother again.

Many people persuaded her to remarry.

After all, she was still young.

The days to come are still long.

But she didn't.

How can a person who is in the company of an eagle be willing to live with a bird?

"Zhichuan, I'm here to accompany you."

Xu is recalling the past, Mrs. Song's eyes were very red, she put the photo close to her heart, and tears fell one after another.

"Although we don't have a daughter, we have a very beautiful and sensible granddaughter, who is the pride of our family. You must have seen it in the sky, didn't you? ”

"You must bless our big family with prosperity and success."

“......”

Mrs. Song said a lot, a lot.

Thinking that she would soon see her husband, whom she hadn't seen for many years, she sat down on the dresser again, took out her lipstick, and slowly drew it.

Then I picked up the jewelry and put it on.

The person in the mirror, although he is old, has an elegant beauty that cannot be ignored.

It also responds to that sentence.

The white-haired man wears flowers and does not smile, and the years never defeat the beauty.

After putting on makeup, Mrs. Song lay on the bed with her clothes, holding a photo of Song Zhichuan in her hand.

Her consciousness was slowly blurring.

Vaguely, she saw her teenager walking towards her.

"Suihe, I'm here to pick you up."

"Chikawa."

Old Lady Song looked at her long-lost face and showed a happy smile.

8 o'clock in the morning.

Zheng Mei and the two concubines prepare breakfast.

"Yan Yan, go and ask your grandma to come downstairs for dinner."

"Okay."

Song Wu wore specially customized New Year's clothes and went upstairs to call Mrs. Song.

She stood in the doorway.

Reach out and knock on the door.

"Grandma."

Xu is voice is too quiet, and there is no response inside.

Song Wu increased the decibels.

But there was still no response from inside.

At this time, Song Wu already had some bad premonitions in her heart.

It just so happened that Song Xiuwei was passing by here.

"Second uncle, come here."

"What's wrong, Yanyan?" Song Xiuwei immediately trotted over.

Song Xiuwei frowned, "I came to ask grandma to get up and eat, but she hasn't responded." ”

Mrs. Song's health was not good, and Song Xiuwei also noticed the abnormality and immediately went downstairs to call someone.

The door was locked from the inside.

Song Xiuwei contacted the locksmith to come over, and Song asked someone to take a thin wire, "I'll try this." ”

On the first day of the new year, everyone is on holiday, and there is not necessarily a locksmith at work.

Smack.

As soon as the wire was inserted into the lock cylinder, the door opened.

It's magical.

But at this time, everyone was no longer surprised why Song Wu would open the lock, and immediately rushed into the room.

"Mom!"

"Grandma!"

I saw that Mrs. Song was lying on the bed neatly dressed, with a delicate face, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and a photo of Old Man Song when she was young.

Song Wu immediately went to feel the pulse of Mrs. Song.

The old man had just left, his body was still warm, but he had no pulse.

"Sister-in-law, how is your grandmother?" Song Xiuwei asked anxiously.

Although he knew that the situation was not good, Song Xiuwei still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Song Wu shook her head.

Mrs. Song is ninety-three years old this year, and her various organs in her body have begun to fail, and she has been frostbitten by heavy snow, and it is already a miracle that she can survive this Spring Festival.

If it weren't for the belief in his heart, the old man wouldn't have been able to survive until now.

Fortunately, the old man died happily.

She has no regrets in this world.

"Mom!"

Song Xiuwei and his two younger brothers couldn't believe it at all

"Mom, why did you say you would just leave?" Zheng Mei and several concubines knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

Although they had long known that Mrs. Song's body would not last long, none of them expected that Mrs. Song would leave so suddenly.

Especially a couple of daughters-in-law.

Mrs. Song is a very good mother-in-law.

The contradictions between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in other people's families are none of them here, not only not, but peaceful.

Mrs. Song treats several daughters-in-law even better than her own sons.

Therefore, several daughters-in-law also treat Mrs. Song as their own mother.

Now that Mrs. Song has passed away suddenly, the three daughters-in-law can't accept it.

"Grandma!"

The people in the room knelt on the ground.

If Mrs. Song was still conscious, she should be very relieved to see her children and grandchildren all over the ground.

Song Xiuwei, Song Xiuwei and Song Xiuwei, the three brothers, immediately went to prepare the old man's road money.

The saying here in the capital is that after the old man passed away, his children would personally burn paper money and buy a road for the ghost, otherwise the old man's soul would not be able to walk smoothly across Huangquan Road and set foot on the Nai He Bridge.

Although it was the first day of the new year.

But under Song Xiuwei's contact, the owner of the paper shop quickly sent paper money, boys and girls and carriages.

"Mom, you're going all the way."

Song Xiuwei, Song Xiuwei and Song Xiuwei brothers knelt on the ground and burned paper money, almost crying.

Zheng Mei and the three concubines informed the funeral home to prepare for the funeral.

Right now.

Zhao Ping found the suicide note left by Mrs. Song on the desk.

[Shangguan Suihe's little fairy has something to say. 】

It's obviously a very heavy thing, but Mrs. Song expressed it in this joking way.

Zhao Ping laughed while crying, "This little old lady is still so naughty." ”

As the eldest son, Song Xiuwei read the suicide note in front of everyone:

"Children, I am very happy to have a very pleasant New Year with you."

"At this time, I am very happy and very sober, and I think this should be the happiest moment of my life."

“......”

Mrs. Song has a total of three sons, three daughters-in-law, five grandchildren, and one granddaughter.

Everybody she mentioned.

Even Song Boyang was remembered by her.

In addition, she divided her property into six shares.

Song Bochen, Song Boyuan, Song Boyang, Song Boyi, Song Boyan and Song Wu each have one.

"Yan Yan is a girl, she has suffered outside for eighteen years, so I gave Yan Yan more of these things. As an elder brother, you must remember to protect your sister and not let people bully the girls of our Song family. ”

“......”

"Flowers bloom and fall sometimes, and the end is actually a new beginning, and I am just guarding you in a different way. Children, don't be sad, don't be sad, I am really happy to have you by my side in the last part of my life. ”

After reading a letter, Song Xiuwei was already in tears.

Hoarse voice.

The people who knelt on the ground also wept bitterly.

After a long time, Song Xiuwei calmed down, looked at Song Bochen, and then spoke, "You go and inform Boyang and let him come back to attend grandma's funeral." Sending her to the old man's last ride. ”

Since Mrs. Song mentioned Song Boyang, she must have to inform Song Boyang.

Actually, what everyone doesn't know is.

After returning to Song's house, Mrs. Song secretly went to see Song Boyang again, but she didn't show up.

After all, it was the descendants of the Song family, and Song Boyang had indeed repented, so Mrs. Song thought about it and gave him a part of the property.

"Okay." Song Bochen nodded.

Then, Song Xiuwei looked at Song Boyuan again, "You go to U City." ”

Mrs. Song has a lot of old friends in U City.

The last part of my life must be known to those old friends.

"Okay."

Song Xiuwei looked at Song Boyi again, "Boyi, you go to Jiangcheng, the old lady of the Su family has been friends with your grandmother for many years, and you must personally inform her of this matter." ”

Because Song Boyan is still young, there is no arrangement for the time being.

The two brothers, Song Xiuwei and Song Xiuwei, went back to their hometown to inform their relatives in their hometown to come to the funeral.

Song Xiuwei needs to stay at home and receive the guests who came to pay their respects.

At this moment, Song Xiuwei seemed to remember something, "Sister-in-law, you inform Xiao Yu." ”

Mrs. Song was quite satisfied with Yu Tingzhi before leaving.

After all, this person has passed the layers of tests of Mrs. Song.

"Hmm."

Song Wu's eyes were red and swollen, and she nodded, "Hmm." ”

This year is the first time that Song Boyang has spent the New Year alone outside.

In previous years, the Song family spent the New Year together.

Alone.

It's a little deserted.

However, he blames no one, and this is his own fault.

Just when Song Boyang was sad, a doorbell rang in the air.

Song Boyang walked over and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, he froze.

The person who came was actually Song Bochen.

He didn't expect that he would still see Song Bochen come over in his lifetime.

Song Boyang was flattered, and even stuttered a little, "Big brother, big brother ......"

Song Bochen was dusty, there was no other look on his face, and his eyes were still a little red, "Grandma has passed away, you come home with me." ”

Pass away?

Song Boyang's face pale.

How, how can this be?

Suddenly, Song Boyang continued: "Isn't grandma's surgery quite successful? What's going on? ”

Hearing this, Song Bochen paused, "Have you been to grandma?" ”

This is something he didn't expect.

I thought that Song Boyang had no conscience, but I didn't expect Song Boyang to quietly go to see Mrs. Song.

"Well, I did." Song Boyang nodded.

After speaking, Song Boyang then said: "Big brother, you, you're not joking with me, are you?" ”

On the day Mrs. Song was discharged from the hospital, he also quietly went to see it.

Mrs. Song was very energetic, and when she walked the road, she could even kick the stones.

I didn't expect ......

I didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Song Bochen sighed, "Come back with me first." ”

Song Boyang's eyes immediately turned red, he simply cleaned up, changed his clothes, and followed Song Bochen back home.

At this time, the Song family's couplets and window grilles had all been torn off.

Instead, there are elegiac couplets and white lanterns.

There was a layer of sadness in the air.

According to the customs of the capital, the death of an elderly person over 80 years old is called a happy funeral.

Mrs. Song is ninety-three this year, and she is the joy of joy and mourning, so she has to stay at home for three days to entertain guests.

I also have to ask the Taoist priest to come back and do it.

Look at the days.

Mrs. Song's mourning hall was set up in the hospitality pavilion, and the old man was lying quietly in the ice coffin, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face was peaceful.

Song Wu just knelt there, burning paper money.

There was no expression on his face, but Zhou's body was covered by a layer of sadness, which made people feel distressed when they looked at it.

It wasn't until he saw the mourning hall that Song Boyang dared to believe the facts, and ran in from outside crying, "Grandma, grandma......"

I thought that Mrs. Song had recovered.

Unexpectedly, the old man left so suddenly.

"Grandma, I have a lot to say to you! Why are you leaving! Song Boyang hugged the ice coffin and cried bitterly, "In the past, it was all my fault, it was my fault, you opened your eyes to see if I was okay?" Slap me in the face again! ”

"Grandma!"

At this time, Song Boyang regretted it very much, and regretted that he did not confess in front of Mrs. Song in person when Mrs. Song was still alive.

He was wrong!

He couldn't have been more wrong.

The other side.

When Yu Tingzhi received Song Yu's message, he only felt that it was too sudden.

He immediately put down what he was doing and got on the plane and rushed to the capital.

Song Wu and Mrs. Song have such a deep relationship, at this moment, the most difficult person to accept the reality should be her.

Especially Mrs. Song was seriously ill because she wanted to pray for Song Wu's blessing.

Thinking of this, Yu Tingzhi was very uneasy.

I can't wait to appear in front of Song Wu all of a sudden.

The two-and-a-half-hour flight was still a bit long after all.

Jiangcheng and Beijing are two weather.

At this time, the sky in Jiangcheng was clear, and you had to wear sunscreen when you traveled, but here in the capital, as soon as Yu Tingzhi walked out of the airport, there was goose feather snow outside.

The driver held up his umbrella and walked over, "Sir, slide carefully." ”

Yu Tingzhi did not speak.

Follow the driver to the back seat.

Yu Tingzhi asked his assistant to order a wreath.

It took about an hour to arrive at the Song family manor.

Yu Tingzhi didn't let the assistant follow, but took the black umbrella in the assistant's hand, "You guys go back first." ”

"Yes sir."

The assistant turned to leave.

Yu Tingzhi followed the guidance of the servant and came to the mourning hall.

First greeted Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei, the rule in the capital is that guests who come to mourn must drink a cup of hot tea before bowing to the deceased, so Yu Tingzhi has to go through all the processes before he can go to the mourning hall.

Song Xiuwei aged several years in one day, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Yan Yan's state is not very good, Xiao Yu, you can comfort her more." ”

"Okay uncle, you and Auntie also mourn."

"Hmm." Song Xiuwei nodded.

Speaking of mourning, it is easier said than done, after all, the person lying in the ice coffin is his mother.

Gave birth to him and raised his mother.

Song Xiuwei didn't have a deep impression of his father, but when he was a child, as long as he mentioned his mother, he would be full of pride.

Yu Tingzhi came to the front of the mourning hall and bowed and kowtowed to Mrs. Song.

Have someone put a wreath on it.

Then, his eyes fell on Song Wu's body, his eyes were full of distressed looks, he half-squatted down, and comforted in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, grandma is dying, don't be too sad, she just continues to protect you in a different way." ”

Hearing this, Song Wu raised her eyes to look at Yu Tingzhi, as if something had been touched in her heart.

Because......

Mrs. Song also said the same in her suicide note.

She still couldn't hold back after all, hugged Yu Tingzhi, and cried bitterly, "Brother Yu, I don't have a grandmother anymore." ”

Seeing that she finally cried loudly, Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei also breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Mrs. Song went.

Song Wu didn't say a word, she didn't cry, she wasn't annoyed, even if her eyes were red, she could hold back her tears.

The Song family was very worried about Song Wu.

I'm worried that she won't be able to hold out if she can't find a breakthrough.

Yu Tingzhi patted Song Sister-in-law on the back and comforted her softly, "Sister-in-law, grandma walked with a smile, which shows that she was very happy when she was dying." She has no regrets about her old man, life has a beginning and an end, and grandma is just a good one to the station ahead of schedule compared to us. ”

How could Song Wu not know this truth?

But as long as she thought that Mrs. Song was in a coma in the snow because she wanted to pray for her, she couldn't control her emotions.

Such a good grandmother, there will never be a second one in the world.

She will not let go of the people who hurt Mrs. Song.

Absolutely not.

Yu Tingzhi took out the handkerchief he carried with him and carefully wiped the tears on Song Yu's face.

The other side.

Jiangcheng.

Song Boyuan came to Su's house.

Mrs. Su was making tea and watching a play, and when she saw the maid coming over with Song Boyuan, she was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Boyuan, what's wrong with you?" What about your grandmother? ”

But then, Song Boyuan's words made Old Lady Su's smile stiffen at the corner of her mouth.

"W-What?"

Mrs. Su's hand shook, and the teacup fell directly to the ground.

Smack.

Smash it to pieces.

Song Boyuan said with red eyes: "Grandma Su, my grandma was gone at about eight o'clock this morning, and my dad asked me to notify you." ”

"Suihe...... Suihe, ah......"

Mrs. Su was almost in tears.

She is as old as Mrs. Song, and the fates of the two are also very similar.

One was widowed at an early age, and the other lost a son in his later years.

Now, Mrs. Song has finally lived a happy life, but at this time, she ......

Mrs. Su almost fainted.

Song Boyuan immediately helped Mrs. Su, "Grandma Su, you have to take care of your body." ”

Old Mrs. Su endured her grief and looked at Song Boyuan, "I chatted with your grandmother a few days ago, and she also said that she was in good health, why, why did she leave suddenly?" ”

It took a long time for Mrs. Su to accept this reality, and went to the capital with Su Shiyue that afternoon.

Because the Song family had other relatives in Jiangcheng, Song Boyuan had to stay and inform other relatives.

Su Shiyue didn't have any special feelings for Mrs. Song, for him, she was just an old man who played well with his grandmother.

When the grandfather and grandson arrived in the capital, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

At this time, it is a little inappropriate to go to mourn.

We'll have to wait until tomorrow morning.

Tonight, the Song family is brightly lit, and it is destined to be a sleepless night.

At the same time.

Zheng family.

Mrs. Zheng was wearing a red mink coat and was asking the maid to paint her nails, "Old Zheng, I heard that the old lady of the Song family is gone?" ”

Zheng Xiangbang nodded, "Well, I'll leave at eight o'clock this morning." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Zheng narrowed her eyes, "Then are you going to mourn tomorrow?" ”

The Song family is the first family in the capital, and Zheng Xiangbang is naturally going to go.

Mrs. Zheng frowned and said: "You remember to wear something to ward off evil spirits, you said that this old lady is also true, if she doesn't die sooner or later, she has to die in the first month!" Bad luck is dead. ”

But they still had to go.

As long as she thought that Zheng Xiangbang was going to Song's house to mourn on the morning of the second day of the first lunar month, Mrs. Zheng's heart was blocked.

has scolded Mrs. Song thousands of times in her heart.

Zheng Xiangbang didn't think as much as the women's family, hooked the corners of his mouth, and continued: "Mrs. Song is ninety-three years old this year, and she can be regarded as the end of her life. It's just that as soon as the old lady leaves, the sky in the capital is probably going to change. ”

Why can the Song family cover the sky in the capital?

It's not because of the big tree of Mrs. Song!

When Mrs. Song was young, she lived a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, so she accumulated a lot of contacts and power, in the capital, who mentioned that Mrs. Song didn't immediately give a thumbs up and praise a heroine among women!

Mrs. Song's departure is equivalent to the fall of the tree, at that time, Song Xiuwei can support the Song family?

It's a joke!

Therefore, after the death of Mrs. Song, the forces in the capital will definitely be purged again.

As soon as she heard this, Mrs. Zheng immediately withdrew her hand that was doing nail art and looked at Zheng Xiangbang, "Yes! Why didn't you think of it! ”

Today, the Song family is the dominant family in the capital, and the Bai family is not far behind.

The ninth person of the Bai family seems to be too slammer to pick the door, and he has no manly deeds, but he is definitely not an idle person.

Only the Zheng family's position in the capital is very embarrassing.

The Zheng family can't compare to the Song family, and the Bai family can't compare to the Bai family, and they can't go up or down.

Zheng Xiangbang lit a cigar, "It's time for our Zheng family to come out!" ”

Their Zheng family has been pressed by the Song family for too long.

Mrs. Zheng smiled and nodded, as long as she thought that she could be like Zheng Mei in the future, no matter where she appeared, she would be the existence of the stars holding the moon, and she was very excited.

Born as a human being, who doesn't want to be a sought-after person?

Day 2.

Mrs. Su and Su Shiyue came to Song's house first.

After drinking hot tea, the two came to the mourning hall.

Looking at the old friend in the coffin, Mrs. Su finally stabilized her emotions, and collapsed at this time, "Suihe! Suihe! Why did you go? ”

The past seems to be happening right in front of you, but the old friends who fought side by side with you in the past are already lying in the cold coffin.

"Suihe! Open your eyes and look at me! ”

Su Shiyue's mood was quite stable, and he stood aside and bowed to Mrs. Song.

At this moment, Su Shiyue's eyes were attracted by the back of the girl who was burning paper money.

It's just a back, but it feels so familiar.

Be.

Song Wu!

Su Shiyue suddenly remembered that Song Wu was the eldest daughter of the Song family who had been missing for many years.

Thinking of his previous ridiculous speculation, Su Shiyue felt very ashamed.

Su Shiyue was in a complicated mood and hesitated whether to step forward to comfort Song Wu.

At this moment, a slender figure walked out of the room on the side.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, tall and long-legged, with a face like a crown of jade, holding a black coat in his hand, and gently draped it on Song Wu's back, "Are you thirsty?" I'll pour you water. ”

"Not thirsty." Song Wu shook her head slightly.

Yu Tingzhi took the paper money in Song Wu's hand, "I'll look at it here, you go into the house to rest for a while." ”

"I'm not tired."

Yu Tingzhi sighed lightly, he understood Song Wu's mood at this time, and he didn't say anything more, kneeling here with Song Wu.

Su Shiyue's eyes fell on Yu Tingzhi, a little puzzled.

Who is this man.

I heard Song Xiuwei call him Xiao Yu again.

Su Shiyue frowned slightly.

Don't......

This man is Yu Tingzhi.

Song Wu and Yu Tingzhi's marriage contract has not been dissolved?

Thinking of this, Su Shiyue was very surprised.

Next, Zhou Zi and Mr. Bai also followed.

Mr. Bai, who has always been thrifty, suddenly became very generous and asked people to send a row of wreaths over.

In his words, there is nothing important except life and death.

The old lady Song is gone.

Naturally, he wouldn't be scheming about this kind of thing.

If people even have to calculate such things, then life is too boring.

Compared with Zhou Zi, Mr. Bai's mood is quite normal.

After all, he didn't have a deep relationship with Mrs. Song.

Zhou Zi empathized with Song Grandma, hugged Song Grandma, and cried profusely, "Grandma Song is so good, how can she say that she will leave!" ”

It's all to blame Si Yue!

If it weren't for Si Yue, Mrs. Song would definitely not have an accident.

Zhou Zi scolded Si Yue more than 10,000 times in his heart.

Si Yue will not have good retribution.

Knowing that Mrs. Song had an accident, Li Yan and Yun Shiyao, who were far away in Jiangcheng, also rushed over by plane overnight.

and Yue Dengfeng and Sun Qian also came over with their children.

Although some people persuaded them that children who had not yet reached the age of one could not attend the funeral, the two of them could not care so much.

Song Wu is the benefactor of their family, and now that the old lady Song has passed away, they should bring the child to see the old lady on her last journey.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Yue Dengfeng and Sun Qian rushed to Song's house with their children.

After the two of them bowed to Mrs. Song, they came over to comfort Song Niang, "Miss Song, the deceased is gone, and the living must be strong." The old lady is ninety-three years old this year, and she is a blessed person, so we should be happy for her old man. ”

Under normal circumstances, joy and mourning are joyful, after all, everyone will go through this way.

Looking at the smile on Mrs. Song's face, you know that the old man walked very peacefully.

There are no regrets and no pain.

"Well," Song Wu nodded slightly, her eyes fell on the child Yue Dengfeng was holding, "Why did the two of you bring Ning Ning here?" ”

Under normal circumstances, if you have children at home, you will be very taboo about this.

Because the child's eyes are clean and pure, it is easy to see some spirits.

Sun Qian said: "It's okay, we don't pay attention to this." And the old lady is a blessed person, let's come over Ningning, and we can follow the old lady's longevity! ”

The words are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The heart of the listener is also comfortable.

Not long after, Li Yan and Yun Shiyao also arrived, and seeing the two of them coming, Zhou Zi was very surprised, "I thought you weren't coming!" ”

Li Yan said: "Grandma Song has gone for such a big thing, how can we not come?" ”

Yun Shiyao looked at Zhou Zi and asked with some concern, "Brother Yu is okay, is it?" ”

Zhou Zi sighed, "It's not good, it's not bad." ”

Li Yan said with red eyes: "Grandma Song and Brother Song have such a good relationship, Brother Song must be very sad now!" ”

Not to mention Song Wu, even when they heard the news, they couldn't accept it.

Several people bowed to Mrs. Song, and came over to comfort Mrs. Song.

Song Wu said: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." It's hard work for you, and I came here on the second day of the Lunar New Year. ”

Hearing this, Li Yan frowned slightly, "Brother Wu, what are you talking about!" We're best friends! Not to mention the second day of the new year, even if it is the Chinese New Year's Eve, we will come directly! ”

Yun Shiyao nodded.

The Song family has a cloud of guests.

Almost all the bigwigs in the capital came.

The Zheng family is naturally among them.

Zheng Xiangbang came with his wife.

After all, this kind of thing is too unlucky, especially now that it's the New Year.

But Mrs. Zheng was still a little curious, and wanted to make more noble ladies at the funeral, so she came with her.

In order not to be contaminated with bad luck, Mrs. Zheng also stuffed several Buddhist items to ward off evil spirits in her bag.

Look at the rows and rows of wreaths placed in the doorway.

Mrs. Zheng walked to the wreath, looked at the signature on it, her face was full of surprise, and she couldn't help but sigh: "It is worthy of the Song family!" The people who came to deliver wreaths were basically big people with heads and faces in the capital! ”

Zheng Xiangbang looked around at no one, hooked the corners of his lips, and said very disdainfully: "That's the last time!" ”

These people can send wreaths, basically for the sake of the face of the dead.

After Mrs. Song is buried, who will take care of Song Xiuwei's face?

It's simply impossible!

Zheng Xiangbang has been working hard in the mall for a long time, so he naturally knows that there is no real emotion in the business field.

"The Bai family and the Zhou family are also here!" Mrs. Zheng suddenly saw the name of the head of the Bai family.

It stands to reason that the Bai family and the Song family belong to a competitive relationship, and at this time, the Bai family should not come to the right person.

Hearing this, Zheng Xiangbang squinted his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the wreaths sent by the Bai family and the Zhou family.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and then said: "I heard that the ninth child of the Bai family has a deep friendship with Song Bochen. ”

Whether it's true or false, at this time, you should talk about your heart.

Just as the two were about to leave, a group of people brought wreaths and quickly placed them, and at the same time, an extended Lincoln stopped at the door.

Zheng Xiangbang just wanted to walk towards the gate of the Song family, but at this moment, Mrs. Zheng took his hand.

"Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Zheng's voice trembled a little, "You, you, whose signature is it on the wreath?" ”

Zheng Xiangbang looked over.

I saw that the signature on the wreath was Lu Yan.

"Lu, Governor Lu?"

Even if Zheng Xiangbang thought about it, he couldn't imagine that this Lu Yan had any friendship with the Song family.

Why did Lu Yan also send wreaths?

Just before Zheng Xiangbang could react, a new wreath was sent.

This time, the name on the wreath made Zheng Xiangbang stunned.

P.

The Garcia family.

Who does not know that the Garcia family of the country of P is a good nobleman among the nobles.

There is also the Imperial Chamber of Commerce of country P.

The wreath kept being updated, and Zheng Xiangbang even saw the political bigwigs that can only be seen on the news

And most importantly, there is more than one.

The fact that Mrs. Song is a female general is not a secret in the capital.

But Zheng Xiangbang never thought that Mrs. Song's identity would be so powerful.

Even such a big guy is here!

For a while, Zheng Xiangbang was even a little dizzy.

It took a long time for Zheng Xiangbang to react.

The two then came to the hall of the Song family.

Because there were so many guests, the three brothers of the Song family all joined the team to receive the guests, including several grandchildren of Mrs. Song.

Song Boyang is also included.

Seeing Song Boyang, Zheng Xiangbang was a little confused.

Didn't you say that Song Boyang was kicked out by the Song family? And crossed his name out of the genealogy?

But Zheng Xiangbang didn't show it, and symbolically comforted Song Bochen, who received him, "The deceased is gone, and the living are like this!" ”

Song Bochen nodded, "Uncle Zheng, please, there are too many guests today, please bear with me if the hospitality is not considerate." ”

"Nephew Song Xian, where are you talking about this! It's all your own people, you don't need to see outside! ”

After receiving Zheng Xiangbang, Song Bochen was busy receiving the guests behind.

Thanks to the relatively large Song family manor, otherwise, it would really not be able to accommodate so many guests.

Zheng Xiangbang has seen a lot of big people who can only be seen in the news along the way, and he wanted to go forward to make a familiar face, but he didn't know what excuse to make.

If you are ignored by the big guys, you will be disgraced!

Zheng Xiangbang looked at Mrs. Zheng and said in a low voice: "Mrs. Song's funeral is really beautiful!" I don't know if we can have this half of the scenery when we come! ”

Mrs. Zheng was speechless, "Why are you talking about such bad words?" ”

Zheng Xiangbang laughed directly, "Can you still not die?" ”

He just felt it.

Mrs. Zheng's gaze was attracted by a figure in front of her, "Look, is that Miss Song?" ”

Hearing this, Zheng Xiangbang looked up.

"It's her."

Mrs. Zheng swallowed her throat, her eyes were full of sighs, and she said that Miss Song looked like a fairy, but she didn't believe it.

Unexpectedly.

Miss Song is even more beautiful than rumored.

It's just so beautiful!

Mrs. Zheng's tone was a little sour, "Zheng Mei looks like that, why is her daughter so good-looking?" ”

"Zheng Mei looks like that?" When Zheng Xiangbang heard this, he was speechless and said, "Are you blind?" ”

Zheng Mei is a famous beauty in the capital, she also has an older sister who is even more beautiful, Zheng Xiangbang never expected his wife to say such a thing.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zheng frowned and said, "No wonder everyone outside says that you have a crush on Zheng Mei!" Say! Do you really like her? ”

"Vexatious!" Zheng Xiangbang didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Mrs. Zheng did not give up.

Zheng Xiangbang was a little angry, "Please pay attention to the occasion!" This is the mourning hall of Mrs. Song, even if I like Zheng Mei, what can I do? I'm married to you and have children! ”

Besides, Zheng Mei won't take a fancy to him.

Who didn't have a white moonshine when they were young?

Mrs. Zheng is about to be angry, but she can't say anything more.

After drinking tea, the two came to the mourning hall to bow to Mrs. Song, only to find that they had to queue up for bowing!

Because there are too many people who came to see off Mrs. Song!

Soon, the three-day silence passed.

It's the day of Mrs. Song's funeral.

Early in the morning, the hearse departed.

The cars of the Song family and their relatives who saw them off followed.

It's slow.

Soon after leaving the Song family's manor, the hearse in front stopped.

The car stopped suddenly, Song Bochen frowned slightly, and looked at the driver, "What's the matter?" ”

The driver was also puzzled.

At this moment, the sound of firecrackers rang out in the air.

Song Xiuwei immediately opened the door and got out of the car, "There is a road sacrifice, let's get out of the car quickly." ”

Road festivals are a tradition that has been preserved since ancient times.

On the way out of the funeral after the death of some elderly people who have made significant contributions to society, the people learned of the situation and spontaneously set up tributes to pay tribute.

But it has not been many years since the death of an old man in the capital, and the people have a road sacrifice.

Mrs. Song is the only one.

Mrs. Song is a heroine whose name has been engraved in the history books, so the people who came to see her off, both old and young, all had red eyes.

The Song family wore linen and filial piety, and knelt down in front of the offering table.

The scene was solemn and spectacular.

It's moving.

There are even TV reporters who brought photographers to shoot.

However, they just recorded this second quietly, and did not come forward to disturb the Song family.

Along the way, there is a road festival almost every 100 meters.

It is enough to see the status of Mrs. Song in the hearts of the people.

"Sister-in-law, look there." Zheng Mei seemed to suddenly find something, and said with red eyes: "Your grandmother must be very happy in heaven, the people have not forgotten her." ”

Song Wu looked back at the window.

I saw that on both sides of the road, there were people holding banners with such a line of words printed on them: "Suihe little fairy go all the way. 】

[Grandma Suihe, we will always remember you. 】

[Thank you for protecting the mountains and rivers in the world!] 】

[The grass and trees are sad, and the mountains and rivers are whimpering. Tribute to General Shangguan Suihe. 】

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Good morning, ducks, everyone~

This chapter is still 10,000 words.

So don't you really vote for such a good grandmother?

See you tomorrow! (*╯3╰)

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