Wushuang is surnamed Jing after all, and he also has to inherit the Jing family, if Xia Ziwei can sincerely repent and inherit the Xia family, it will be the best.

But Mu Jinchen won't say this, if Xia Ziwei's transformation is aimed at the Xia family, then there is no need.

The funeral parlors and crematoriums in S City are all next to the interstellar cemetery, and they are sent to the crematorium after hanging their respects, and when they finally pay homage to their remains, the three women of the Xia family cried again, especially when the coffin was covered, Xia Ziwei pulled on the coffin and cried so much that Tang Dubai was sad when she heard it, and stepped forward to pull her away.

The Xia family and the Mu family are just the opposite, the Mu family is yang and yin are declining, the Xia family is yin and yang are declining, after Xia Jinrong left, except for Xia Jingshan, there are only some female dependents left, if the big family business falls on a few women who don't let the eyebrows, Xia Muxue and Jing Wushuang look so thin, it is indeed very sad.

Mu Jinchen hugged Wushuang tightly, Jing Hongyuan pushed Xia Muxue and the relatives and friends who sent the funeral to the vehicle that had been prepared long ago, and followed the hearse to the crematorium.

Xia Muxue and Xia Ziwei trembled and pressed the button to send Xia Jinrong's coffin into the crematorium, and everything he had before his death was turned into ashes with the press of this button, and finally only the size of a small urn was sent to the coffin.

Wushuang's red and swollen teary eyes looked at the jumping flames for a moment, the scorching temperature of his skin, but his heart was cold.

Since she was a child, her elders have taught her that God has eyes, and kindness has good retribution, and she must be a kind girl, so that she will be blessed.

However, today she watched with her own eyes that such a kind elder flew into trouble and turned into ashes when he was in the prime of life, and couldn't help but question such words, if the sky has eyes, he should let a good person like his uncle start and finish well, if the sky has eyes, he should not be upright all his life, and his grandfather who defends the country sends a black-headed man......

Does the sky really have eyes?

Mu Jinchen looked at the strong girl distressedly, crying for a few days, sick, her body became thinner and thinner, if she could, she couldn't wait to bear all this for her, however, no, she could only let her come out slowly, all he could do was take good care of her, and her heart hurt when she looked at her.

The interstellar cemetery has buried countless heroic souls in S City, whether they were high-ranking officials or ordinary people during their lifetime, but they are fair after death, they are just a columbarium, a tombstone, a few feet of land, what they are desperately chasing can't be brought with them in life, and they can't be taken away when they die, how many people can really go down in history?

Relatives and friends put the white flowers in their hands in front of the tombstone one by one, and after a few words of comfort, they gradually left.

Xia Muxue was in a wheelchair and couldn't come up, and Jing Hongyuan accompanied her to see off relatives and friends at the entrance.

Xia Ziwei stood there motionless with red eyes holding Xia Jinrong's black and white portrait, Tang Dubai walked over, hugged her shoulder and said, "Weiwei, I'll send you back first." ”

Xia Ziwei turned her head, tears flowed out again, from the mourning hall to the crematorium to the cemetery, it was like her funeral alone, only Tang Dubai would care about him from time to time, however, among all the people, the person she hurt the most was also Tang Dubai.

Tang Dubai looked at her hurting eyes, he really saw a lot of things from them that others might not see, or didn't want to see, and his voice was a little more pityful, "Uncle is watching from heaven, don't let him go uneasy." ”

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