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Chapter 1945 Parting ways

While Ye Fan was drinking the chicken porridge cooked by his parents, Tang Ruoxue was burying Lin Qiuling's ashes into the mass grave of Yunding Mountain.

Behind her were Tang Fenghua and Tang Qiqi wearing black clothes and white flowers.

No matter how far away, there is Aunt Qing who is responsible for the warning without saying a word.

Lin Qiuling liked to be above others all her life, so Tang Ruoxue chose a position at the height of the mass grave.

In this way, she would be happy even under the fountain, so as not to burn ashes and bring resentment.

Tang Ruoxue put down the urn, and the gravekeeper Old Man Zhong picked up the wine bottle and poured half of the bottle in.

Then, he waved the Luoyang shovel and poured the soil down, giving Lin Qiuling a last bit of decency.

"Sister, do you have to bury your mom here?"

Although the sun is bright today, it has dimmed when it falls on the mass grave, as if it cannot break through the gloom here.

Tang Qiqi vaguely felt a hint of chill and discomfort.

She couldn't help but speak to Tang Ruoxue: "It's too messy and gloomy here. I feel like my mother won't like this environment."

"Are the cemeteries I chose bad? They are either backing or Wangjiang."

"Any one is a hundred times better than this one."

"And it's not expensive, only one million each."

Tang Qiqi had a hint of helplessness on her face: "Why are you going to have to be here?"

She also wanted to do her last bit of filial piety, so she chose several cemeteries to prepare to bury Lin Qiuling, but Tang Ruoxue rejected them all.

She thought her sister had something grander and more luxurious, but she didn't expect that she would come to Yunding Mountain to dig a hole and bury it.

"Qiqi, stop arguing."

Tang Fenghua looked at Tang Ruoxue and said, "Ruoxue does this, so she will make sense. Please follow her arrangements."

Although she also thought Lin Qiuling was not very good to bury her here, not only was it remote, but also had a bunch of messy graves.

But she was tired and was really tired of the Tang family affairs and didn't want to get rid of it anymore.

"My sister is right, I have my arrangements."

Tang Ruoxue responded indifferently: "Genting Mountain is the obsession of the Tang family, and my mother will like it when she buried her here."

"After all, Genting Mountain will be restarted in the future, and mom can witness it happily."

When Tang Qiqi heard that the Tang family was obsessed with Yunding Mountain, she shut up with tactfulness.

She has always scoffed at the reconstruction of Yunding Mountain, thinking that this is something that Yugong moved the mountain.

And instead of thinking about restarting Genting Mountain, it is better to spend this energy and financial resources on the front line to buy a few more houses.

But every time she suggested, she was criticized by her parents, so Tang Qiqi doesn't argue with Genting Mountain now.

Looking at the urn covered by the mud and looking at the bright red mother's tomb on the stone tablet, Tang Ruoxue's face became more sad.

Lin Qiuling finally died and she never had a mother again.

After this year, Tang Sanguo would die suddenly, and she would soon have no parents.

Although Lin Qiuling was mean and sarcastic to her in the past, she was her mother after all, and she spent more than 20 years together.

Now it's dispersed.

"We have no mom!"

"How could this happen? How could the Tang family become like this?"

"Two years ago, our family was still intact."

"Dad has time to spend time shopping on antiques and shopping for antiques. Mom goes out early and returns late every day to take care of Chunfeng Clinic."

"My brother-in-law and elder sister are doing big and small projects, and Qiqi is studying abroad."

"And I also gritted my teeth and supported Tiantang Company to operate."

"Occasionally, the third aunt and the seventh aunt come over to make trouble."

"Although the family is fighting and joking, and often scolded by their parents, it is always a complete home."

"There is pain, tug, but also fulfillment and happiness."

"But in less than two years, my father was imprisoned, my brother-in-law and elder sister separated, and I also divorced Ye Fan."

"Now, mom is gone, either."

"The family is broken and the family is broken and the wife is separated, that's all."

"Why is this happening?"

"Sister, Qiqi, can you tell me why the Tang family became like this?"

In the cold wind, Tang Ruoxue muttered to himself as he looked at the tombstone, trying to find out the reason for the decline of the Tang family and to see where he did something wrong.

Tang Fenghua and Tang Qiqi gently wiped their tears, and then placed the lily in front of Lin Qiuling's tomb.

Old Man Zhong, who buried Lin Qiuling, did not stay too long. Gululu finished drinking and returned to his hut.

"Ruoxue, everything has passed, and it is impossible to go back again. Don't think about it anymore."

Tang Fenghua stood up and looked at Tang Ruoxue, and her voice came out softly:

"Thinking too much will only make you worry. As long as you go along the way, you can have a clear conscience."

"The most important thing at the moment is to take good care of yourself and Wangfan, and walk through your future life steadily."

For Tang Fenghua, although the past is vivid in her mind, she never wants to recall too many memories.

Many of the good things about people who have truly died once are just a joke.

"Sister, I know you feel uncomfortable if you die."

Tang Qiqi echoed: "It's just as my elder sister said, people cannot be resurrected when they die, and the living need to continue."

"I think it's more meaningful for mom to raise Wangfan to adulthood than thinking about her."

She also took out a tissue to wipe Tang Ruoxue's tears.

"I'll ask you, why did the Tang family become like this?"

Tang Ruoxue knocked off Tang Qiqi's tissue with a snap and shouted at the two of them: "Why?"

"Why?"

Before Tang Ruoxue could finish his words, Tang Feng slapped Tang Ruoxue in the face with a slap.

She yelled at Tang Ruoxue with a stern voice:

"Why did you say? Why did you say?"

"Didn't you just want to say that your divorce and our divorce was created by Ye Fan?"

"Didn't you just want to say that your father was imprisoned and his mother died suddenly, thanks to Ye Fan?"

"Didn't you just want to say that it was Ye Fan's marriage into the family, which led to the destruction of the Tang family?"

"Tang Ruoxue, I saw that Lin Qiuling had just died, so I don't want to talk to you more."

"But if you insist on bringing hatred to Ye Fan, I won't spoil you."

"Do you want the answer? I'll give you the answer today!"

"My divorce from Han Jianfeng is my work, and Lin Qiuling's work."

"Your divorce from Ye Fan is your work and Lin Qiuling's work!"

"Dad's imprisonment is a late justice!"

"Fuck her deserves her death."

"Everything is all you, it's me, it's all parents' fault. It's us who ruined the Tang family."

"Today's situation has nothing to do with Ye Fan, it has nothing to do with!"

"I didn't hate Ye Fan before, I don't hate now, and I don't hate in the future!"

"Ye Fan doesn't owe you, don't owe me, don't owe anyone in the Tang family."

"On the contrary, you are the Tang family and you owe Ye Fan. You will never pay it back for ten lives."

"I've given you the answer to your why, now I've given you the answer. Isn't it very harsh? Very harsh?"

"I advise you not to continue doing anything, don't think about hating Ye Fan, and don't think about taking revenge."

"Otherwise, you will not only take care of yourself, but also make Wangfan doomed."

"Don't pull Qiqi onto your pirate ship!"

Tang Fenghua pointed at Tang Ruoxue and roared: "Tang Ruoxue, please do it yourself."

After saying that, she picked off the white flowers and pulled Tang Ruoxue away neatly.

Seeing Tang Fenghua and Tang Qiqi leave, Tang Ruoxue stroked his face, his eyes with heartache.

Are the Tang sisters going their separate ways too?

There was a hint of dangerous coldness in her eyes.

"Mr. Tang!"

At this time, Aunt Qing walked up silently and handed Tang Ruoxue a cell phone:

"The phone number of Tao Xiaotian's relatives..."


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