Chapter 233

Song Yu's funeral was very simple. Because his body could not be transported back to his hometown, he cremated it here and uncle song took the urn back.

Solemn funeral, few guests, quiet atmosphere, breathless pain.

I knelt down in front of his throne, still in a trance, looking at his portrait in the middle of the throne, my heart was like a knife.

A few of their relatives came from their hometown. With the help of their parents, the adults took care of Song Yu's funeral. It seems that there is nothing else I can do except to stay in front of the spirit.

Around 8 am, my parents-in-law, Huo Qingchuan and Yan Yan came to mourn. They wore dark clothes and bowed gently in front of Song Yu's throne.

I looked at them with dim tears. My mother-in-law took Yanyan's hand and seemed to be talking to her little granddaughter.

"Yan Yan, come here." I held out my hand to my daughter, hoping that she would come and guard my little uncle's throne.

Yan Yan looked up at her grandmother and at me. She released her mother-in-law's hand and came to me.

To my surprise, my mother-in-law obviously pulled her daughter. She frowned and looked at me. Then she said something to Yan Yan. Her daughter's expression became hesitant and confused.

Did mother-in-law say anything to her? Why not let Yan Yan come here? I think powerlessly, want to get up in the past, but because my feet have been pressed for a long time, I can't stand up at all.

Huo Qingchuan seems to see something wrong with me. I said hello to my parents-in-law, and then walked to my side.

"Are you ok?" He crouched down and asked me.

I looked up at him, "OK, why didn't Yan come over? She didn't see my little uncle for the last time, at least for a while

"Yan Yan is still young," Huo Qingchuan said without thinking, "she is not suitable to stay in front of the spirit."

"But Song Yu regards Yan Yan as his own daughter and donates his kidney. What's wrong with letting Yan Yan come to guard?" I was close to collapse because Huo Qingchuan refused to become angry.

"As a rule, you shouldn't be guarding for him." Huo Qingchuan frowned and said coldly.

"Common sense, common sense. Why should we pay attention to so much common sense?" My voice was a little loud. "He doesn't have a wife and children. Can't we even do that for him?"

"Late," Huo Qingchuan pressed my shoulder, "I know your feelings for Song Yu, but you have done enough."

What I have done is enough. After the funeral, I really can't do anything for them. Don't they even support me with this last wish?

"Forget it, I don't ask you to do anything," I was cold in the bottom of my heart, "you bring Yanyan, I will take her home after the funeral."

Huo Qingchuan didn't move. He just looked at me.

"What's the matter?" I looked up at her, "if you remember Song Yu's kindness, let your daughter come."

Under my angry stare, Huo Qingchuan finally nodded, got up and went back to his father-in-law and mother-in-law. I saw what he was saying to them, but I couldn't hear what he was saying.

Her father-in-law and mother-in-law, especially her mother-in-law's face, were not good-looking. She frowned and looked at me. At the same time, she was talking to Huo Qingchuan.

But in the end, Huo Qingchuan still took Yan Yan's hand and came to me.

"Mom," the daughter leaned over in fear, "don't cry."

I hold Yan Yan, "Yan Yan, I'm sorry, you can't see my uncle any more."

"Little uncle," Yan Yan looked up at the portrait of Song Yu in the middle of the throne, "has little uncle passed away?"

I was stunned by the death from my child's mouth. I don't know if she really understood the real meaning of death, but she was hurt by those two words again.

"Yan Yan, you will never see my uncle again." I wept again and touched my daughter's face.

Yan Yan's eyes were red, and soon began to wail. The child's undisguised sadness easily infects the adults around her. I hold her in my arms, and the mother and daughter burst into tears.

Huo Qingchuan took both of us into his arms and patted me on the back.

About two hours later, all the guests who came to mourn left. Only the Song family and our friends were left at the scene.

Deng Tingting has been crying since yesterday. Her eyes are red and swollen. She looks lively and cheerful before. Bai Shu and Bai Shao Qing relied on each other and wiped their tears from time to time.

After dealing with all the other complicated things, uncle song came to us and sat down in front of the throne, burying his face in his arms.

Soon after, the old man's deliberate sob came out, and gradually became loud as time went on.

No matter how to retain them, they can't escape the fate of white haired people sending black haired people.

I give Bai Shu my daughter who is still sobbing in my arms. I used to take care of Uncle song for fear that he would hurt his body again because of his excessive sadness.

At this time, his father also came over. He sat down against uncle song and patted his old friend on the shoulder. These days, working hard for them day and night, my father is also haggard.

But at the moment, no matter what you say, you can't comfort the old father who lost his son. The father can only accompany his old friends in silence.

My father couldn't speak, so I couldn't help him. I had to go back to my position again.

Near noon, according to the custom to invite the guests to dinner, but because in the field, the guests come to mourn are the leaders or colleagues of Song Yu company, we all declined the meal.

In the end, we are the people who sit in the private rooms of the hotel

Huo Qingchuan and his parents-in-law naturally left. My parents, sister, daughter, Deng Tingting and Bai Shu did not even fill the table.

The food was full, but no one was in the mood to take care of the delicious food.

Uncle song holding Song Yu's urn, constantly friction, the whole person looks depressed and absent-minded.

"Mother ·····" Yan Yan's face became red because of crying. She didn't adapt to this solemn atmosphere, and nestled tightly in my arms.

"Little night," my mother whispered to me, "how did you bring Yanyan?"

I looked at my mother, "I think she should come to see off Xiaoyu. After all, without Xiaoyu, Yanyan can't recover."

"The truth is this truth," the mother looked a little tangled, "it's just the in laws side, didn't say anything?"

When I think of my mother-in-law's expression at that time, I can only swallow the words back, "no, they also think it's right to do so."

"Is it?" Mother seemed a little surprised, "that's good, that's good."

"Don't sit around. We've been tired all day. Let's eat." Seeing that uncle song was depressed, his father helped to take care of the people who stayed“ Old song, you can eat some, too. "

After sucking his nose, uncle song wiped away his tears with a napkin and stood up holding Song Yu's urn.

He made a deep bow to all of you, then straightened up, "during this period, I really thank you for all you have done for Song Yu. I don't know how to repay you. I have to bow here.

With that, he bowed to us deeply.

"Old song!" The father came to him and held his old friend, "you see what you said, we take care of Xiaoyu, not for you to thank us!"

"Yes, brother song," his mother said, "they are all a family. We don't have to. We all regard Xiaoyu as our own child."

"I'm really useless," Uncle Song said while crying. "When his mother left, he asked me to take good care of Xiaoyu. Now he has no face to face their mother and son."

"Don't do that. There's nothing we can do about it." Said the father.

After stabilizing his mood, uncle Song said, "I'm going back to my hometown this afternoon. Let Xiaoyu settle down as soon as possible."

"In such a hurry?" The father said, "I'll go back with you."

"Originally, we didn't have much to worry about here. I've already dealt with Xiaoyu's apartment. It's better to leave early." Uncle Song said, "brother song, you don't have to go back with me. You can spend more time with me."

"Xiaowan is married. She has husband and mother-in-law. She has nothing to take care of." The father said, "son, let's go back with Lao song."

"That's right, that's right. It's strange that my family has been left behind for such a long time. It's time to go back." Mother continued.

"Xiaowan, after dinner, we'll go back to Huo's house with you and clean up everything. We'll go back to our hometown today." My father turned to me and said.

I didn't think they would leave in such a hurry, but seeing uncle song's appearance, I can't keep it.

I nodded.

After a dull lunch, everyone went back. I didn't ask Huo Qingchuan to pick us up. Instead, I took two taxis at the door of the hotel and drove towards Huo's house.

Because there are a lot of people, we sit separately. I hold my daughter in a car with my mother, and my father accompanies uncle song in a car.

Because of a big cry, Yan Yan has been tired to sleep.

"Ah..." my mother sighed when she got into the car, "Xiaoyu, the child has gone, and your uncle song has no wife. How can you live in the future?"

"Mom, you and dad should take care of Uncle song more. We can't understand the pain in his heart. I'm not at ease." I said.

"Take care of nature will take care of you. Your father also mentioned to me that he wants to come directly to our house for a period of time, at least to get through the most difficult days." Said the mother.

"That's fine," I said approvingly. "If you take care of him, our family will be worthy of Song Yu."

"Little night," my mother held my hand, "today I don't think my in laws look very good. Is it really OK?"

Recalling the face of my father-in-law and mother-in-law at the funeral, I shook my head, "it's OK, you can rest assured."

"Don't be conflicted again because of Xiaoyu. It's not easy for you to live a stable life." Mother patted my hand, "Yan Yan has finally come back to her ancestors, even if there is any small grievance, you can bear it as much as you can, even for the sake of children, you know?"