The car stopped and she followed her two children in her arms. She showed no expression at all during the whole process.
The family members were all observing her secretly, and they felt very distressed when they saw how she looked now.
Finally seeing the dead Ji Changyong, everyone burst into tears. Han Yuanfang stood aside holding his two sons.
"Bo Lin, Bo Kang, look at your father."
The two children were frightened and kept lying in their mother's arms.
After hearing their mother's words, the two of them raised their heads and looked over.
"Dad." Bolin called.
Bai Kang also called Dad. They were one year old, and I had never heard them call anyone before. This was the first time.
Han Yuanfang raised her head and did not let her tears fall, "Ji Changyong, you would be very happy if you could hear your sons calling daddy, right?"
Song Yi's eyes were red as he listened from behind.
Bo Lin and Bai Kang didn't know what was going on. They were still calling daddy one by one. This was even more uncomfortable than crying.
Especially the two children screamed one after another, which sounded very sad.
Han Yuanfang kept taking deep breaths to prevent herself from crying, but the tears fell down unsatisfactorily.
The two children suddenly struggled to reach Ji Changyong's direction.
Han Yuanfang hugged the two children tightly, but she couldn't hold on to them anymore. She wanted to be strong, but she couldn't hold on anymore.
Song Yi was right behind them. He took Bai Kang and carried him to the bedside.
Han Yuanfang followed. The two children even reached out to touch their father.
The family members were all heartbroken when they saw this picture.
Han Yuanfang bent down, and Bolin's hand touched his father's body. What can a child know, just call him dad one by one.
Han Yuanfang cried silently, it was really hard to bear it.
Mother Ji was heartbroken when she saw her two grandsons like this. She cried loudly and slapped her son, "What are you going to do? Look at your wife and children. You fool, what does it have to do with you whether they die or not?"
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Tutu hugged her mother, mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly.
At this time the staff came over. The time has come.
Ji's mother held her back to prevent them from pushing her away, while Ji's father held her and almost struggled away.
The whole family was crying. The two children watched their father being pushed away, and suddenly they struggled terribly. They cried loudly and called for their father.
Han Yuanfang hugged her eldest son tightly. When Bolin saw his mother's tears, he cried and wiped them away.
Han Yuanfang felt her eyes going dark and tried desperately to calm down, with her son still in her arms.
Xiao Hao saw the strange behavior of Third Sister-in-law and quickly walked over to support her, "Third Sister-in-law, Third Sister-in-law."
Han Yuanfang shook her head and looked at her husband who was pushed away.
Tutu came over and hugged her, "Sister-in-law, let's go home, go home."
Han Yuanfang nodded.
After getting in the car, the two children were still lying on her body. Looking at the three mothers and children clinging tightly to each other, the sad feeling really made people want to cry.
After the car arrived home, Han Yuanfang sat in the car. She suddenly didn't want to get out of the car.
Tutu looked at her sister-in-law worriedly. Han Yuanfang looked at the old man who staggered out, and tears fell down again. She felt wronged and couldn't hold on anymore.
Mr. Ji came to the car and looked at the girl who was looking at him pitifully with tears streaming down her face. She cried and touched her head with trembling hands.
"Yuanfang, we are home, we are home."
I couldn't hold it back and cried loudly, and the two children cried again.
Tutu wanted to hug her two nephews, but the two children grabbed their mother's clothes and refused to let go.
Han Yuanfang cried, and the two children hugged her neck tightly. This scene made no one bear to separate them.
"Yuanfang, we're home. It's okay. You still have us."
Brothers Xiao Hao and Xiao Lin supported the old man.
Han Yuanfang cried and nodded, then followed him into the living room.
No one wanted to say anything now. The old man looked at his grandson-in-law who had lost a lot of weight.
"Yuanfang, don't be afraid. When you get home, don't think about anything and go to sleep. Have a good sleep and everything will be at home in the future."
Han Yuanfang nodded. It wasn't that she wanted to sleep, but she mainly didn't want to say anything right now.
He carried his two sons upstairs, followed by two nannies.
The Ji family members in the living room all looked at Ji Changyan.
He talked about what happened outside. "Grandpa, Yuanfang almost collapsed. I told her that there was Bailin Baikang. She vomited after eating, but she continued to eat."
Ji Changyan also felt quite uncomfortable.
The whole family was wiping away tears.
Mr. Ji took the medicine while trembling, and listened to his grandson talking about what happened there.
After a while, "Changxing, Changyan, you brothers are going to arrange Changyong's funeral."
The two brothers really wanted to ask what specifications they wanted, but looking at the old man's appearance, it was hard to ask, but they still had to ask clearly about such things.
"Grandpa, what specifications?"
"Ordinary specifications." After all, there are elders above him, and he is still in his prime.
The two brothers understood, stood up and left together.
Tutu accompanied the old man back to his room and helped him lie down.
"Tutu, why did your elder brother encounter such a thing?"
"Grandpa, there must be nothing wrong with you. My sister-in-law is almost unable to hold on anymore. Bolin and the others are still too young."
Mr. Ji sighed, "I know, I know."
Ji's mother was dragged into the room by Ji's father. She was crying and scolding her son and the two losers.
Ji’s father didn’t say anything. How could a white-haired person not feel sad when he gave a black-haired person a gift?
Uncle Ji San and his wife returned to the room and talked about this incident. They were really sad that their nephew was gone.
The two younger sons talked about how the nephew and his wife took care of them over there. This is a human thing.
The eldest and his wife didn't say anything. They were certainly sad, but there was also one less threat to their son.
Han Yuanfang returned to the room, and the nanny went to give her water. She sat on the bed holding her two sons. The two children looked at her carefully and held her clothes tightly with their hands.
Watching the nanny come out. "Be good, stay with auntie, mommy is going to take a bath." Her voice was hoarse.
The two children reluctantly let go.
After Han Yuanfang came out of the shower, another nanny had already served food to her. Han Yuanfang had no appetite at all and even felt a little nauseous.
But I still drank a glass of milk, and I really couldn't eat the bread.
The two children were also full. They crawled to their mother's side and sat closely next to each other.
Han Yuanfang lay down with the two of them in her arms. With two children in her arms, she felt much more at ease.
The room was extremely quiet. Although the two children at this age were not asleep, they were not making any noise. It felt as if they knew something was going on.
