The old man's words made everyone in the Ji family feel a lot more relaxed. To be honest, they were really afraid that the old man wouldn't be able to bear it.
When they arrived at the mourning hall, someone came to express their condolences.
Moreover, a priest will come today, and all those attending condolences will follow him to the cemetery.
The two children put on their mourning clothes, and she hugged them and sat on one side. After a while, mother and son kowtowed in return.
After eight o'clock, the condolences came in. The mother and son just knelt and listened to the instructions and returned the greetings.
It wasn't until after nine o'clock that the pastor came.
Han Yuanfang stood aside numbly with her two children in her arms. It was ten o'clock and she was going to the crematorium.
Han Yuanfang clenched her fists tightly. She knew that Ji Changyong would no longer be in the world, and he would only be in the hearts of his relatives and friends.
Suddenly she was very scared. She didn't want to be like this, she wanted him to accompany the three of them, mother and son.
She ran over in panic. "No, no."
The sound is very sharp.
The coffin bearers stopped. Tutu stopped and cried, hugging her sister-in-law.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."
Han Yuanfang looked at everyone present pleadingly. "Can you please not?"
Her appearance made everyone shed tears again.
Wei Yuran came over and said, "Dongmei, hold Bolin and the others."
The child left her arms. She seemed to be even more panicked. She looked at everyone helplessly, as if no one could help her.
She doesn't want help from others, she just wants this man to accompany them.
She walked to the coffin, "How about you leave me and I go find you? Okay?"
Han Yuanfang said it very softly, but Wei Yuran heard it clearly from the side. He raised his hand and slapped her, making her stagger.
"What are you going to do? Look at Bolin and the others."
Han Yuanfang turned back and looked at the two children who were crying heartbrokenly. "They have you here. I know you won't let them be wronged."
Wei Yuran hit her again, "Why do you expect your own children to depend on others? Even if the children follow one parent, they will be wronged, let alone without parents. Are you stupid?"
The two children were crying and calling for their mother.
Wei Yuran hugged Han Yuanfang and cried bitterly, "Silly girl, things have happened. Without Ji Changyong, you have to take good care of Bo Lin and his brothers. Don't expect anyone else."
Han Dongmei also cried and came over with her two children in her arms, and stuffed them into Han Yuanfang's arms.
"Yuanfang, you still have them."
The two brothers hugged Han Yuanfang's neck tightly and cried loudly.
Everyone shed tears. Han Yuanfang stood stunned.
Mother Ji came over crying, "Yuanfang, we still have Bai Lin Bai Kang."
Father Ji cried and asked someone to lift the coffin. Han Yuanfang stared at the coffin being carried away. She wanted to chase after it anxiously, but Wei Yuran refused to let go. "Yuanfang, Yuanfang, don't do this."
All her friends blocked her.
"Let me go, get out of the way. I'll send him on his last journey."
Wei Yuran choked with tears, "You can go and send them off, but you have to think that you still have Bo Lin and Bai Kang. Are you going to let them lose their father and mother at such a young age?"
Han Yuanfang's tears fell like broken beads.
"I won't do it anymore, I will be fine."
The nanny wanted to come over to pick up the brothers Bo Lin and Bikang, but Wei Yuran stopped her and asked Han Yuanfang to hold them.
My friends also got out of the way. The coffin bearers also had time, and their speed was not fast.
Han Yuanfang hugged the two children and chased after her. Seeing her stumbling, everyone followed behind with heartache.
Liu Qi, Song Yi and Ji Changyong's friend, ten people, supported the coffin. There is also a certain way to support the coffin.
The coffin was carried into the car. Han Yuanfang also got into the car holding her two children.
Tutu was afraid and followed him, and the rest of the people sat in other cars.
Chacha and Jinglun were waiting at the crematorium. They couldn't enter the funeral home at all.
Looking at the coffin being carried down, they also stumbled towards it.
Jinglun's face looked very bad. He was very uncomfortable now, but he did not tell his mother.
Mom also said that if he hadn't been sick, his father wouldn't have given his liver to her, and he wouldn't have been in danger.
Now he just feels that he has harmed his father, so he endures it even if he feels uncomfortable.
When we got here, someone specially sorted out the deceased.
The family is waiting outside, and relatives and friends can see each other one last time before cremation.
Chacha held Jinglun's hand and was waiting in the corner. She didn't dare to step forward now, for fear of being kicked away.
In fact, Ji's mother wanted to send them away, but Ji's father persuaded her to stop.
The son can give the child a liver. Then let the child see his father for the last time.
About ten minutes later, Ji Changyong was pushed out.
Han Yuanfang carried the two children over. She wanted to cry when she looked at him. He loved beauty but rarely used cosmetics. Now that his face was so white, she thought he would not be willing to do it if he woke up.
He had already been sorted out in the hospital, otherwise he wouldn't be like this. After all, he fell from the plane.
The two children also called their father, and then looked at their mother in confusion as to why their father ignored them.
Han Yuanfang just cried. She wanted to put down the two children, but they held her neck and refused to let go.
"Bo Lin Bai Kang, let go of your mother. Mom will wake up your father."
The two children shouted for daddy loudly, but did not let go of Han Yuanfang.
Wei Yuran came over again. "Look at the two children."
"I know Aunt Wei, she won't do anything stupid. You take over from Bai Lin Bai Kang."
Wei Yuran still felt sorry for her and coaxed the two children to come over. At this time, relatives and friends had already looked at Ji Changyong one by one.
Han Yuanfang turned around and threw herself on Ji Changyong. She touched his face with trembling hands. "You are leaving. Now you are truly leaving me.
I regret it, what should I do if I don’t want to meet you in my next life? What do you think I should do?”
While talking, she kissed his lips. Everyone watching felt sad and uncomfortable.
Wei Yuran really couldn't stand it anymore, "Dongmei, Yiran, go and pull her up, hurry up."
The two people quickly pulled Han Yuanfang. "What do you want to do?"
"Let me go, please. Even if you want to get close to him in the future, you won't have a chance." Han Yuanfang cried as she said it.
The two of them held her tightly, refusing to let her pass.
They still have ideas and are afraid of something bad happening.
Ji's mother also came over and hugged her daughter-in-law, "Yuanfang, don't be like this."
Han Yuanfang struggled hard, but no one let her go.
Song Yi signaled Chacha and Jinglun to take one last look at the brothers, which also fulfilled their father-son relationship.
