After Chacha passed, she just stood aside and cried, but she didn't have the courage to be like Han Yuanfang. Although she loved Jichang forever, she would never kiss a dead person.
Jinglun touched his father's hand and called him daddy one after another.
Everyone listening felt uncomfortable.
When the time was almost up, the staff came over and pushed Ji Changyong away.
Han Yuanfang broke away and ran over like crazy, pulling and refusing to push.
Song Yi ran over and hugged her and stepped aside.
"Let me go, let me go." Han Yuanfang beat Song Yi desperately.
No matter how hard she struggled, Song Yi didn't let go of her. Even if she slapped him, he didn't let go and just held her tightly.
After Han Yuanfang watched the person being pushed in, she couldn't breathe and fainted.
Song Yi hugged the softened Han Yuanfang, feeling really distressed.
Dr. Wang came over and pinched Han Yuanfang. Seeing her wake up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Yuanfang sat on the ground blankly, as if her energy had been drained away.
Han Dongmei and Luo Yiran came over to help her get up, and they were touching her.
The two children were still crying and there was nothing they could do. The nannies carried the children and came to the wife's side.
The two children shouted to their mother one after another.
"Yuanfang, Bai Kang Bai Kang cried so hard that his voice became hoarse."
Han Yuanfang turned around blankly and took over the two children. The mother and child were like injured animals, looking so helpless and pitiful.
Relatives also advised Ji's mother and Tutu. Looking at Changyong's daughter-in-law, they felt like they were in the right place. The relationship between the young couple was really good.
Han Dongmei pulled Han Yuanfang to sit on the chair on the other side. She tied her head on the shoulders of her two sons. The two children also tied their heads on their mother's neck, and the three of them clung to each other.
It seemed like no one else could get in between them.
About two hours later, the staff came out carrying a wooden box.
Han Yuanfang whispered to her two sons.
She let go of the two children and walked to the staff with them in hand.
She let go of the hands of the two children, who grabbed her trouser legs. She took the box and held it tightly in her arms.
A strong middle-aged man is now in such a small box.
She couldn't control her tears again. She thought she wouldn't cry, she couldn't cry, but she couldn't help it.
She turned around, and the two children grabbed her trouser legs and turned around too.
Han Yuanfang walked slowly, but the two children were still walking unsteadily. After falling, she would stop and let the children get up on their own. All the relatives and friends followed behind, looking at the three of them, mother and son, as if they were mother and son.
Life will be so bumpy in the future.
They walked this section of the road for about a quarter of an hour, and the driver was waiting aside.
Tutu ran over and carried the two children into the car.
Han Yuanfang was holding the urn in a daze. He was about to enter the cemetery alone.
Mr. Ji had bought this cemetery a long time ago. His parents and wife were here. He didn't expect that the fourth person to come in would be a junior.
Arrangements have been made here. Tutu is holding the photo of his eldest brother in the front, and Han Yuanfang is still following behind with his two children holding the urn.
Although it's not too far, it took half an hour to walk.
The staff wanted to take the urn, but Han Yuanfang held it too tightly.
The two of them got into a tug of war.
Mother Ji and Wei Yuran both came over. "Yuanfang, let Changyong rest in peace."
Han Yuanfang looked helplessly at her mother-in-law and Wei Yuran. Looking at their expressions, she suddenly squatted down and looked at the two children.
"Your father is leaving us. Let's have close contact with him for the last time."
The two children placed their hands on the urn.
Han Yuanfang handed over the urn and picked up her two sons. Mother and son stood aside and watched.
Song Yi and others lined up, each filling a shovel of soil.
After being sealed, Han Yuanfang no longer shed tears.
Who will I cry to in the future? Who will I show my weakness to? Tears and weakness will not appear on me in the future.
From now on, I will be the support of my two children, but I have no one to rely on but myself.
Han Yuanfang knew that she must be strong in the future.
Listening to the master of ceremonies, everyone came and bowed.
Han Yuanfang watched Chacha kneeling on the ground crying while holding her child, with no expression on her face.
Now she was blaming them all, and she knew she shouldn't be like this, but if not, she didn't know who she should blame for the loss of her husband.
The relatives and friends who came here today also know that this is also Ji Changyong’s son. They have everything on their minds.
Han Yuanfang bent down and picked up the two children, turned around and left.
This frightened Tutu, and she hurriedly chased after her. "Sister-in-law."
"It's okay, I'm going home."
Tutu stood there and watched her sister-in-law leave.
After sighing, who knows how aggrieved and angry my sister-in-law is now?
People are leaving one after another. Guo Keming has made arrangements for their flight at seven o'clock tonight. People who came from the capital returned to the hotel together.
Now the only two people left in the cemetery are the Ji family and Chacha's mother and son.
Chacha knelt down to Ji's parents. "Sir, Madam. What will Jinglun do in the future?"
Tutu had long noticed that the child's face was not good-looking.
"Chacha, you don't care about this child at all. What do you think of his face?
His life was bought in exchange for it by my elder brother."
Chacha then looked at her son in horror, "Jinglun, what's wrong with you?"
The child didn't say a word. He just looked at the Ji family in horror.
Tutu's tears fell. The eldest brother wanted this child to live. He had to find a way.
"Lao Zhang, take the child to the hospital. Chacha, come with me."
After saying that, looking at the child looking at her in horror, she squatted down, "Your father is trying to save you. He is my elder brother. He wants you to be well, so I will take good care of you. Go to the hospital and tell the doctor what's wrong with you."
Comfortable. Can you trust me?"
Jinglun looked at Tutu for a while before nodding.
"Okay, go to the hospital obediently. You have to be responsible for yourself and take care of your body."
The driver hugged Jinglun and left.
Tutu looked at Chacha who was still crying.
"What do you want?"
Chacha just cried, which made Tutu impatient. My sister-in-law is so smart and knows everything. She sees it so clearly that she can never do anything to disgrace her sister-in-law.
She immediately called Song Yi and asked him to come pick them up.
Song Yi was smoking in the car outside the cemetery when he received a call and told Tutu that he was outside.
After hearing Tutu's words, Chacha knew that she was annoyed with herself.
Father Ji and Mother Ji are also feeling very tired now and don't want to dwell on this here.
