"No need, that's an ancient embroidery and tailoring shop, don't use such a big presence." Mrs. Jian just wanted to live an ordinary life.
"Okay! I'll go with you." How could Jian Zhipei not accompany him?
In the afternoon, when Ye Wanwan finally thought of taking a look at her phone, she realized that her phone was out of battery. Alas! She accidentally forgot to charge it last night.
She could only take her phone to the nurse's station to charge it, and then came back to the lounge and smoked a book to pass the time.
But she didn't know that there were several more missed calls on her phone, and they were from an extremely angry man.
After Tang Zhixia woke up, Ye Wanwan accompanied her to the funeral parlor. Mrs. Xi had confessed before her death that she would be buried by cremation, so the next step was the cremation.
Xi Jiuchen did not let her accompany him in. Tang Zhixia, accompanied by Ye Wanwan, stood waiting in the garden outside. The wind blew over, and Tang Zhixia's tears flowed down uncontrollably.
She felt sorry for Xi Jiuchen who was inside, and felt sorry for her husband to face all this. At the same time, she couldn't accept the fact that her grandma would leave forever.
Ye Wanwan held her arm and handed her a tissue. She really didn't know how to comfort her.
Half an hour later, Xi Min was helped out by her assistant. She had already burst into tears. Even though she was also a strong woman, she could not face the fact that her mother was gone forever.
Tang Zhixia took a deep breath and walked over to her, calling her, "Auntie."
"Zhi Xia, please stay with Jiu Chen tonight." Xi Min sighed. He was the only one who stayed inside to see Old Mrs. Xi on her last journey.
Tang Zhixia nodded, "I will."
I don’t know how long it took, but in the lobby, Xi Jiuchen was holding a black jar in his arms, covered with a layer of black cloth. He was wearing a black suit, with a sad look on his face, his eyes were scarlet, and his whole person was covered with a layer of grief.
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Tang Zhixia walked over, and Xi Jiuchen gave her a forced smile, "Come with me to take it there for storage! Come back and pick it up in three days."
Tang Zhixia nodded gently and said to Ye Wan behind her, "Wanwan, you can take my aunt's car back first!"
Xi Min called Ye Wanwan away, and Tang Zhixia accompanied Xi Jiuchen and temporarily stored the urn here. When the funeral is ready, he will send Mrs. Xi to her final resting place.
Ye Wanwan was halfway through the car ride when she remembered that her phone was still charging at the hospital. She got out of Xi Min's car and took a taxi directly to the hospital to pick up her phone.
When she came to the hospital, she found that her mobile phone had been put away by the nurse. The nurse was off work, and her mobile phone was kept in the nurse's cabinet.
I can only pick it up tomorrow.
Ye Wanwan sighed and took a taxi home.
When she got home, it was already half past six in the evening. She was thinking about something and was walking towards home. Suddenly, she felt someone stopping her.
"Miss Ye Wanwan, please stay."
Ye Wanwan was startled. She looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a serious expression, "Who are you?"
"Mrs. Jian wants to see you." The man said directly.
Ye Wanwan immediately understood that he was Grandma Jian Zhipei's person. She couldn't help but asked nervously, "Is Master Jian here?"
"Mrs. Jian is waiting for you, please get in the car." The man did not answer her question, but opened the car door next to her in a threatening tone.
Ye Wanwan took a deep breath and sat down obediently. She had a hunch about the reason why Mrs. Jian saw her.
The car drove into a quiet coffee shop. In the private room, she saw the gorgeous and extraordinary old lady under the light. She was both kind and majestic, making people dare not act presumptuously in front of her.
"Hello, Madam Jian, I am Ye Wanwan." Ye Wanwan stood in front of her with her heartstrings tightened.
Mrs. Jian raised her head and looked up and down at the girl in front of her. She was in her early twenties, and her body was as clean as a piece of white paper. Her face was pure and soothingly beautiful, with a bright and peaceful temperament. Sure enough, his grandson
His vision isn't bad either.
There is indeed something different about this girl.
