Although the proprietress is true, it is too arbitrary, not to mention that this person is dead, and it will make people uncomfortable to listen to these words.

"Who do you say is not clean, your daughter is not clean, my daughter is still so young, why did she have such a thing!"

Wang Lanying didn't have the face to tell Xu Jun's embarrassment, so she could only keep crying.

Xu Junwang looked at his crying mother and looked in a trance.

"Young man, go find a clean white cloth, cover your sister first, after all, she is a girl, and she is unsightly to die."

The eldest lady beside Xu Junwang pushed him, they were all from the past, and they didn't know what Xu Qiumeng had experienced.

But Wang Lanying only knows how to cry, but she doesn't know how to cover her daughter's exposed place and tell her to walk with dignity.

"Oh, I'll go, thank you."

Xu Junwang nodded in panic, but where did he go to find a clean white cloth this night?

He stumbled, searching the streets, his mind full of doubts.

When I was in Qinghe Village, whenever someone died, it was just a piece of grass swept away, and there were some conditions at home, maybe there could be a board.

Xu Junwang never knew that when people die, they still have to be so particular.

He pulled a piece of white cloth in the confusion and returned to Wang Lanying's side.

Wang Lanying only cared about sitting next to Xu Qiumeng and crying at this time, and someone around had already called the police.

Jumping off the building is not unusual, but the proprietress does not back down, Wang Lanying only knows how to cry while guarding a corpse, Xu Qiumeng fell so bloody again, and others are unwilling to move away.

Besides, if there is really any dispute and murder, it is more appropriate to report to the police.

"Mother, let's cover Qiu Meng first."

Xu Junwang came to Wang Lanying's side with a hoarse voice.

"Yes, yes, I didn't think of that."

Wang Lanying nodded again and again, she actually wanted to ask, this cloth cost a lot of money, but with so many people around, she couldn't ask, lest she feel poor and sour, which really made people think that they were trying to make money.

Although Wang Lanying cares about money, she feels more sorry for her daughter.

"Quick, quickly cover Qiu Meng, it's cold at night, Qiu Meng will definitely be cold."

Wang Lanying said a little nervously: "Your sister was afraid of the cold when she was a child, and she loved beauty so much, and she refused to lose the thick quilt in the spring, and now she fell from the upstairs and fell into the form of her, if she saw her like this, she would definitely make trouble." ”

Xu Junwang listened to Wang Lanying's words, and felt uncomfortable.

"Mother, I'm not afraid of the cold after Qiu Meng, she ...... She won't feel cold anymore. ”

When you die, you don't feel cold, you don't hurt, and you don't care about beauty or ugliness.

For when a man dies, there is nothing, nothing left.

"Yes, Qiu Meng is gone, she left us behind, she won't be able to quarrel with us in the future, she left alone, I don't know if she is on the road, can she meet your father, there is a good response on the road."

Wang Lanying's tears slipped down her face, and her hands full of mottled marks pulled the white cloth, covering Xu Qiumeng's body little by little, as if this was the best ride for her.

"Mother, yes, Dad was still calling Qiu Meng's name when he was angry, he would definitely go to her, you can rest assured."

Xu Junwang's voice also choked up, he turned his face away, he couldn't bear to look at the girl on the ground again, she was only 19 years old!