While Ye Fan was drinking chicken porridge cooked by his parents, Tang Ruoxue was burying Lin Qiuling's ashes in the Yundingshan mass grave.
Behind her are Tang Fenghua and Tang Qiqi, who are dressed in black and wearing white flowers.
Farther away is Aunt Qing, who is on guard duty without saying a word.
Lin Qiuling liked to be high above others all her life, so Tang Ruoxue chose a position high up in the mass grave.
In this way, she can be happy even under the Nine Springs, so as not to be burned into ashes and bring resentment.
Tang Ruoxue put the urn down, and the gravekeeper, Old Man Zhong, picked up the wine bottle and drank half of it.
Then, he waved the Luoyang shovel and poured the soil down, giving Lin Qiuling the last bit of dignity.
"Sister, do you have to bury mom here?"
Although the sunshine today was bright, it dimmed when it fell on the mass graves, as if it could not penetrate the gloom here.
Tang Qiqi felt a vague chill and discomfort.
She couldn't help but said to Tang Ruoxue: "It's too messy and gloomy here. I feel like Mom won't like such an environment."
"Aren't the cemeteries I selected good? They are either close to the mountains or overlooking the river."
"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 do you have to be here?"
She also wanted to show her last bit of filial piety, so she chose several cemeteries to bury Lin Qiuling, but Tang Ruoxue rejected them all.
She thought her sister had some grander and more luxurious arrangements, but she didn't expect that she just came to Yunding Mountain to dig a hole and bury it.
"Qiqi, stop arguing."
Tang Fenghua looked at Tang Ruoxue and said, "If Ruoxue does this, she has a reason for doing it. Just listen to her arrangements."
Although she also felt that it was not good for Lin Qiuling to be buried here. Not only was it remote, but there were also a bunch of messy tombs.
But she was tired, really tired of the Tang family's affairs, and didn't want to bother her anymore.
"Sister, you are right, I have my own arrangements."
Tang Ruoxue responded indifferently: "Yunding Mountain is the obsession of the Tang family. Mom would like it if she was buried here."
"After all, Yunding Mountain will be restarted in the future, and mom can be happy to witness it."
Tang Qiqi shut up knowingly when she heard that Yunding Mountain was the obsession of the Tang family.
She has always scorned the rebuilding of Yunding Mountain, thinking it was as impossible as Foolish Old Man moving mountains.
And instead of thinking about restarting Yundingshan, it is better to use this energy and financial resources to buy more houses in the first line.
But every time she suggested, her parents scolded her, so Tang Qiqi no longer argued with Yundingshan.
Looking at her mother's urn covered with soil and the bright red tomb of her mother on the stone tablet, Tang Ruoxue had a sad look on her face.
Lin Qiuling finally died, and she no longer had a mother.
After this year, Tang Sanguo will also die violently, and she will soon have no parents.
Although Lin Qiuling was mean and harsh to her in the past, she was her mother after all, and they had been together for more than 20 years.
It's gone now.
"We don't have a mother anymore!"
"How could this happen? How could the Tang family become like this?"
"Two years ago, our family was still together."
"Dad has no time to wander around the antique street looking for antiques. Mom goes out early and comes back late every day to manage Chunfeng Clinic."
"My brother-in-law and eldest sister are working on medium-sized projects, and Qiqi is studying diligently abroad."
"And I gritted my teeth and supported the operation of Tiantang Company."
"Occasionally the third aunt and the seventh aunt come over to make trouble."
"Although the family fights, bumps into each other, and is often scolded by parents, it is still a complete family."
"There is pain and tugging, but it is also fulfilling and happy."
"But within two years, my father was in jail, my brother-in-law and eldest sister separated, and I divorced Ye Fan."
"Now, my mother is gone too."
"Families are destroyed, wives and children are separated, that's all."
"Why is this happening?"
"Sister, Qiqi, can you tell me why the Tang family is like this?"
In the cold wind, Tang Ruoxue looked at the tombstone and murmured to herself, wanting to find out the reason for the decline of the Tang family and what she had done wrong.
Tang Fenghua and Tang Qiqi gently wiped away their tears, and then placed the lilies in their hands in front of Lin Qiuling's tomb.
Old Man Zhong didn't stay too long after burying Lin Qiuling. Gululu finished the wine and went back to his hut.
"Ruoxue, everything has passed and it is impossible to go back. Don't think about it anymore."
Tang Fenghua stood up and looked at Tang Ruoxue, and spoke softly:
"Thinking too much will only cause trouble. As long as you have a clear conscience along the way, that's fine."
"The most important thing right now is to take good care of yourself and Wangfan, and walk through your future life in a down-to-earth manner."
For Tang Fenghua, although all the past events are still vivid in her mind, she never wants to recall them too much.
For those whose hearts have truly died once, many beautiful things are just a joke.
"Sister, I know it's hard for you when mom dies."
Tang Qiqi echoed: "It's just as the eldest sister said, dead people cannot be resurrected, but the living need to continue."
"I think for mom, it's more meaningful for you to raise Wangfan as an adult than to think about her."
She also took out a tissue to wipe Tang Ruoxue's tears.
"Let me ask you, why did the Tang family become like this?"
Tang Ruoxue knocked off Tang Qiqi's tissue and shouted at the two of them: "Why?"
"Why?"
Before Tang Ruoxue could finish her words, Tang Fenghua slapped Tang Ruoxue on the face.
She shouted sternly at Tang Ruoxue:
"Why did you say? Why did you say?"
"Don't you just want to say that your divorce, our divorce, was caused by Mark?"
"Don't you just want to say that father's imprisonment and mother's sudden death are all thanks to Mark?"
"Don't you just want to say that it was Ye Fan's marriage that led to the destruction of the Tang family?"
"Tang Ruoxue, since Lin Qiuling just died, I didn't want to bother you anymore."
"But if you insist on dragging hatred against Mark, I won't spoil you."
"You want an answer, don't you? I'll give you the answer today!"
"The divorce between Han Jianfeng and I was my fault and Lin Qiuling's fault."
"The divorce between you and Mark Ye is your fault, and Lin Qiuling's fault too!"
"Dad's imprisonment is justice delayed!"
"My mother died violently, she deserved it."
"It's all your fault, it's all my fault, it's all my parents' fault, it's us who ruined the Tang family."
"Today's situation has nothing to do with Mark, it has nothing to do with it!"
"I didn't hate Mark before, I don't hate him now, and I won't hate him in the future!"
"Ye Fan doesn't owe you anything, he doesn't owe me anything, and he doesn't owe anyone in the Tang family."
"On the contrary, you are from the Tang family and you owe Ye Fan something you will never be able to repay in ten lifetimes."
"I've given you the answer to your why now. I've given you the answer. Isn't it harsh? Very harsh?"
"I advise you, don't do it any more, don't think about hating Mark, don't think about revenge."
"Otherwise you will not only set yourself up for trouble, but you will also cause Wangfan to suffer eternal disaster."
"Don't drag Qiqi onto your pirate ship either!"
Tang Fenghua pointed at Tang Ruoxue and shouted: "Tang Ruoxue, just take care of yourself."
After saying that, she took off the white flowers and pulled Tang Ruoxue away neatly.
Watching Tang Fenghua and Tang Qiqi leave, Tang Ruoxue stroked her face, her eyes filled with pain.
Are the Tang sisters going their separate ways too?
There was a dangerous coldness in her eyes.
"Mr. Tang!"
At this time, Aunt Qing walked up silently and handed Tang Ruoxue a mobile phone:
"Tao Xiaotian's phone number from the Tao Clan Association..."
