Looking at each other, Jiang Miao looked at Yuan Yanqi deeply, at this moment, the sadness completely overwhelmed her, for a moment, she was afraid that she would involuntarily run to Yuan Yanqi, but fortunately, her steps did not move, he just looked at Yuan Yanqi deeply, looked at it for a while, and then retracted his gaze, raised his feet and ran quickly to the hospital.

Yuan Yanqi looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and then raised his feet and followed in, he hadn't reached yet, but he had already heard Jiang Miao's cry, Yuan Yanqi paused, didn't go any further, just stood there.

Yuan Jianjun died.

This is a very natural ending, he has reached such an age, in fact, he has already lived a very long life.

Yuan Yanqi took a deep breath and didn't go any further, just leaned against the wall next to him.

Yuan Yanqi stood with his back against the wall for a long time, and when he heard the footsteps, he took a step forward, straightened up, and looked at Zhang Congshen who walked in front of him.

Zhang Congshen held a few pieces of paper and a pen in his hand, and then handed them to Yuan Yanqi, Miao Miao is still a child, she doesn't understand anything, you can sign it. ”

No matter whether they are happy or unhappy with each other, and no matter what happened to them in their original home, at least at this moment, Yuan Yanqi is still the son of Yuan Jianjun.

Yuan Yanqi didn't speak, just silently took the pen and paper, and when he signed his name, he glanced in again, "Is Jiang Miao okay?" ”

Jiang Miao is not very good, too many things have happened recently, and the work pressure is also very high, and now when she encounters the death of Yuan Jianjun, Jiang Miao cries very much, as if the sky has fallen.

Indeed, for her, the sky has indeed fallen.

Originally, even if there was no Yuan Jianjun, she at least had Yuan Yanqi, but now she is really the only one left.

Jiang Miao cried so much that she had no strength, and when she was about to fall asleep, Zhang Congshen asked Zhang Yang to take Jiang Miao back to the old mansion, she was useless here, she didn't understand these things at all, and all the aftermath was handled by Zhang Congshen and Yuan Yanqi.

After Yuan Jianjun died, Jiang Miao kept himself in his room, didn't eat anything, and didn't see anyone.

When Yuan Yanqi came back, he brought her a set of clothes, he went upstairs with the clothes, and then stopped in front of Jiang Miao's room door, wanting to raise his hand and knock on the door, but finally gave up and took the backup key directly.

When Yuan Yanqi opened the door, Jiang Miao sat alone on the ground in the corner of the bed, holding his knees, his chin resting on his knees, and the whole person looked pitiful, like a homeless kitten.

Yuan Yanqi took a deep breath, walked over, and stood in front of Jiang Miao. Jiang Miao looked up at him a little numbly, her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were blank.

Yuan Yanqi squeezed the clothes in his hand tightly and took a step back, he was a little scared, afraid of Jiang Miao like this, he was afraid that Jiang Miao would reach out to him like this, as long as Jiang Miao stretched out his hand, he was afraid that he would fall into Jiang Miao's hands again.

Jiang Miao didn't stretch out her hand, just looked at Yuan Yanqi blankly, looked at it for a few seconds, then retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes again, and pushed her chin back to her knees again.

Yuan Yanqi bent down and put the clothes in his hand on the bed, "This is the clothes prepared for you to attend the funeral tomorrow, there may be a lot of people, you are mentally prepared." ”

When Yuan Yanqi said this, his voice was gentle, but Jiang Miao didn't feel any temperature.

She glanced at the clothes on the bed and nodded, "Thank you." ”

After saying thank you, Jiang Miao didn't say anything else, Yuan Yanqi stood for a few seconds, and then turned around and walked to the door.

The old man's funeral did come to a lot of people, and their original family still had a lot of face, and weddings and funerals were indispensable.

Yuan Yanqi took care of everything very well, Jiang Miao didn't need to worry about anything, she just needed to attend.

Among the people who came to the funeral, some Jiang Miao had seen them, and some were very strangers, but none of these had anything to do with her, she and no one could count on her in the future, she could only rely on herself.

Looking at the people coming and going, Jiang Miao felt as if she was dreaming, and her whole head was numb.

"Jiang Miao, the festival mourns and changes", a fairly familiar voice sounded in front of him, Jiang Miao raised his eyes, and what he saw was Tang Yu dressed in black.

Jiang Miao wants to say something (this chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter 131: Funeral

What, but the voice seemed to be blocked in her throat, she couldn't say anything, and finally looked at Tang Yu's eyes, she could only nod.

Throughout the day, Jiang Miao felt as if she was a mechanical doll, whether it was a hug or comfort to the people who came to the funeral, all she could do seemed to be a unified nod.

It was finally over, and everyone left one after another, but Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister, I'll send you back first", Zhang Yang appeared at the right time.

"It's over?" Jiang Miao looked around, there were few people, but he didn't see Yuan Yanqi's figure.

"Well, let's go first, and my dad will deal with the rest", Zhang Yang looked at Jiang Miao and pulled her, just in the past few days, Jiang Miao has lost a lot of weight.

Jiang Miao let Zhang Yang pull her, and when she was about to get into the car, a voice came from behind her, "Miao Miao." ”

It was a very unfamiliar voice, Jiang Miao turned her head to look, and the person who walked towards her, Jiang Miao probably just felt familiar.

"Who are you?" Jiang Miao frowned, she didn't even seem to be able to call the other party's name or proper title.

"You don't remember me? When we first came to our original house as children, we met. ”

It was a middle-aged woman who spoke, and when she said this, she looked sideways at Jiang Miao, looking quite enthusiastic, as if she wanted to try to evoke Jiang Miao's memory.

Jiang Miao smiled bitterly, but still nodded, since people said so, then she should naturally admit it, besides, the people here today are more or less people who have something to do with others.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Miao asked.

Suddenly, he took the initiative to say hello like this, and it was impossible to say goodbye to her.

The woman sighed deeply, looking very sad and helpless, "The old man is leaving, only you are left, I heard that Ah Qi also went out to work alone, such a big company, it is really not easy to press on your head alone." ”

The woman took a step forward when she spoke, stretched out her hand, and actually held Jiang Miao's hand, Jiang Miao frowned, a little uncomfortable, but she didn't break free in the end.

"During this time, your cousin is idle at home, or let him help you, and his own people will be in the company to support you."

Jiang Miao naturally knew that such a thing was exaggerated and outrageous, but at this moment, her hand was still being held by others, and she didn't know why, she couldn't say anything to refuse.

But fortunately, there was a voice not far away.

"If I'm not mistaken, he was idle at home because he was fired from the previous company, the last company should be a very small company, small companies can be fired, what can he do in a company as big as the Yuan family?"

Chapter 131: Funeral