Chapter 71

"What are you doing?" The river seldom blames him in such a tone.

This time, I was really angry.

She's all like this, and she's reluctant to go out. Isn't that embarrassing herself?

Hua Sheng raised his head and saw that the man holding himself was the river.

"I'm going to perfume grandma."

"Yes, I'll take you."

Without waiting for Hua Sheng to speak, Jiang Liu hugs one of her princesses and walks out.

It's the first time for Huasheng to see him.

I always thought that he was always smiling and easy to talk.

I don't know if he has such a bullying and tough side.

The river carries Huasheng all the way to the Lingpeng of the main courtyard.

Seeing the old lady's photos hanging in the middle from afar, Hua Sheng felt a sour nose.

"Don't cry, save your strength and give grandma the last ride."

The river bowed its head and ordered that Hua Sheng be really obedient and hold back his tears.

Hua's family all arrived, including Hua Feng and Hua Qing's mother-in-law. Hua Zhi was supported by an assistant. Her ribs were not sharp yet.

Hua Lin was kneeling alone, silently burning paper.

Many of the family members of the Hua family have also come, and more than a hundred people have come up and down.

The river held Hua Sheng and put it down near the Lingpeng, then helped her.

Hua Sheng was dressed in a long white dress, with long black hair spread out and white strips tied to his head.

His face is very haggard Originally thin, so a toss, Leng is lost three or four Jin of meat.

The weak and irresistible look makes people feel sad.

Hua Sheng reluctantly drags his body and kowtows to the old lady.

I want to say something, but I didn't say it after all. I just cried silently.

After that, Jiangliu picked her up and went back to her room to rest.

Hua Sheng closed his eyes and refused to say a word.

Chuntao stealthily calls the river to one side.

"Uncle, this is not the way Our young lady hasn't dripped in all day and night If it goes on like this, good people will not be able to endure it. "

"Well, I'll find a way."

"Here is a bowl of rice porridge. You can feed it to her."

"I'll try."

Jiang Liu knows that Hua Sheng's mood must be worse than anyone else. After all, she was raised by the old lady.

That feeling is ten times stronger than that of parents.

Now that the old lady is gone, Huasheng is so sick.

Who else is going to matter?

The Chinese are very smart. They just want to protect themselves and take care of themselves.

Who can care about a girl who is not favored and has a weak sense of existence?

I'm afraid that at this moment, only the three of them are really concerned about the life and death of Huasheng.

Jiang Liu is wearing a black long sleeved shirt and black trousers below.

According to custom, he is an outsider, not a Chinese.

So just tie a white cloth to the sleeve.

He took a bowl of rice porridge and sat on the chair beside Huasheng's bed.

"A Sheng." He said.

"A Sheng, you haven't eaten for a day or a night, and you haven't drunk any water. You can't bear it if you go on like this."

Hua Sheng still didn't respond.

"People can't come back to life after death. Grandma is eighty-four now. It's a funeral. I think it's a very happy thing that a person can live without illness and disaster at the age of 84. Grandma is a kind person, so she can have this blessing. I believe that after she left this world, she also went to another warm world, rather than stay here and continue to suffer from the pain. What do you say? ”

the river doesn't coax women, so I don't know if that's OK?