Jiang Fengming's ten fingers clenched tightly, his hands clenched into fists. Because of the force, his fingers snapped.

"But don't worry, they won't be happy for long. My brother swore that he would avenge you. At that time, I will let their whole family die without a burial place."

Jiang Fengming's tone was cold to the extreme, and his body burst out cold and murderous.

On the way back from the cemetery, Jiang Fengming's heart was heavy.

Back at the hotel, Jiang Fengming thought that since he had already swept his sister's grave, he should go back abroad, otherwise he would not be able to avoid something if Mo was alone there.

After thinking about it, Jiang Fengming immediately made a reservation for tomorrow morning's air ticket and prepared to go back to foreign hospitals tomorrow morning.

……

Leng Shaoheng returned to the hospital in the evening, and the family had a reunion dinner together, except for Charlotte.

Originally, the old man asked Leng Shaoyun to call Charlotte. Leng Shaoyun refused on the spot, saying that she might be busy.

"What are you doing? Is it so busy to ask her to come over for dinner in the evening? Really! Call her Cold old man is calm.

Leng Shaoyun had to pretend to call Charlotte on purpose, "are you busy? Well, well, let's talk about it another day? "

Then he put out his mobile phone and said to Leng, "she said she's still working overtime. She's not free."

Old man Leng stopped talking about Charlotte.

After dinner, after chatting for a while, Leng Shaoyun left the hospital and went back to Leng's old house.

Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing take Qiqi back to Qiqi's ward.

After waiting for Qiqi to fall asleep, Shen Qingqing thinks about it and talks to Leng Shaoheng.

"Husband, take advantage of our coming back this time to do Mo Mo's funeral!"

Leng Shaoheng nodded, "well, I had this plan before, but I see that your mood is not very stable, so I plan to put it off."

Shen Qingqing knows that Leng Shaoheng thinks about it for her, but she has to face it and can't avoid it any more.

"Well, I'm ready. You can talk it over with the old man."

Leng Shaoheng nodded, "OK."

Then Leng Shaoheng got up and got out of bed.

"What's the matter?" Shen Qingqing asked.

"I'm going to ask now and tell the old man that I'll make plans early." Leng Shaoheng explained.

Shen Qingqing nodded.

Leng Shaoheng left Qiqi's ward, went to Leng Laozi's ward, and then told him about it.

Cold old son a listen, originally happy heart, suddenly heavy up.

But I also know that this must be done. It can't be said that the funeral will not be held.

"Yes, then do it!"

Leng Shaoheng nodded, "then I'll let people prepare."

Leng Shaoheng left the old man's ward.

After Leng Shaoheng left, he sighed.

Aunt Xiaolin knew what old man Leng was thinking and comforted him.

"What we have to face is always what we have to face. We have to hold a funeral early and settle down early."

"It's really time to pass. Don't complain about Qingqing or something all the time because of it."

"You see, if it wasn't for Qingqing, Qiqi didn't know when to forgive you, did he?" Aunt Xiaolin continued.

Cold old man just looked out of the window, silent did not speak.

Looking at him like this, aunt Xiaolin closed her mouth and didn't persuade any more.

She knew that cold old man would only be more sad if she kept persuading him.

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