Feng Yuzhen's funeral was held in a glorious and decent manner.
There were endless people coming to lay the wreath. What surprised Xie Qingshou was that two secretary also came to the city, and they also brought the wreath, and they bowed to Feng Yuzhen's body.
Xie Qingshou did not expect this situation at all. He was exhausted for the funeral and didn't even have time to shave his beard, for fear of leaving a bad impression on his leader. But what he wondered even more was that he did not inform him, what was the leader.
Come
It turned out that the street office has been paying attention to the families of the martyrs and helping them if necessary. The Xie family lived a good life and did not require financial support, but major events like the death of the elderly still had to report on them.
The Xie family is a big family. No matter where they live, they all come back as long as they have time. There are many people and many people, and the whole family is busy in an orderly manner. There is no trouble at all in the funeral, and it goes well.
The local work is finished.
Everyone who came to attend the funeral said that Feng Yuzhen was very good at choosing time to leave. The family was all around, and all the closest people were met. She had no regrets, and her family had no regrets. Moreover, the weather was not that hot, so she came to attend the funeral.
People will not be too hot.
Hearing these words, the Xie family's answer was exactly the same. Feng Yuzhen is a very caring person, caring for her whole life, and even death is so caring.
After the funeral, Xie Qing closed his head with a lot of white hair. He had always had a good sleep and began to suffer from insomnia. He couldn't sleep at night, so he slipped to the living room and looked at the family photo in a daze.
Now, the eldest brother is no longer alone, and the mother doesn't have to force her to smile. Both of them are fulfilled, leaving the pain of missing her to the living.
Xie Ying's sleep is not good. One night, she sat with her second uncle and leaned her head on her shoulder: "Second uncle, as soon as grandma left, your soul fell off. Second uncle, you are now
Everyone, you must be strong.”
"Well, I understand the truth, but I'm still very sad. From now on, I will never have a mother again."
"Uncle II, you have other family members." Xie Ying cared about handing the second uncle tissue: "In the past, you could rely on grandma, but now you can rely on me and my brother. As we grow up, many things can be shared with you."
"Oh, some people grow up, some people grow old. This is what people live. Birth, old age, sickness, death, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, are inevitable."
Xie Ying leaned on the second uncle again: "Uncle II, grandparents raised me, and I have a deep relationship with them. But no matter how sad I am, it is not as big as yours. Uncle II, don't you during the day
I'm so embarrassed to cry, I can cry now."
Xie Qingshou smiled tiredly: "Okay, I won't cry after I've cried enough. My biggest feeling is that I've made some money over the years, and your grandparents have enjoyed the blessings with me. They have a very good life in their later years.
Happy, your grandma has no pain in her journey and no regrets in her life, so I will not be very sad.”
Xie Ying was crying. She looked around and said, "Everything at home is the same, but if one person is missing, it seems like it's much empty."
This time Xie Qing hugged Xie Ying: "Xiaoying, although your grandmother has forgotten you, she still loves you very much in her subconscious. She often picks up a small flower cloth and wants to make clothes for you.
But her brain is really not good, she doesn’t have enough energy.”
Speaking of which, Xie Ying has been wearing "high-end" since she was a child. Every time she performed on stage, a group of parents asked her where she bought her beautiful little gauze skirt. Xie Ying said proudly: "I can't buy it."
It was made by my grandma for me.”
Xie Ying has a wardrobe filled with clothes her grandmother made for her. When she grew up, some relatives kept thinking about those clothes, but Xie Ying refused to give away any of them. She said she bought them herself.
It’s okay to give it to others. The clothes my grandmother made for her are unique, and she must treasure every piece.
The relative said that Xie Ying was stingy. It might be a joke or a serious one. But Xie Ying didn't care, she cared more about how to keep the clothes her grandmother gave her.
Therefore, she also told her family that no one should give her clothes to others, otherwise she would be very, very angry.
Fortunately, the family respected her ideas. Grandma had done her ideological work and said that XX family was in a difficult situation and it was difficult to buy milk powder for her granddaughter. Can she give XX clothes she didn't wear?
Xie Ying immediately took out a few big bills from her wallet and handed them to her grandma: "Grandma, give her the money, but the clothes you made for me must be kept."
Feng Yuzhen also had no choice but to do anything to her granddaughter.
Xie Ying was still young at that time, but she cherished her grandmother’s affection for her. Now that she thought about her stubbornness was right. When the clothes were left, her thoughts for her would always follow her.
Grandma has made so many clothes, except for sweaters, all other clothes are made of pure cotton, and there are also a few small cheongsams made of silk. Silk is too expensive, and grandma can't afford too much, so she can only afford it at hand.
When I bought a small piece of fabric, I made a relatively luxurious piece of clothing for my granddaughter.
In order to make her granddaughter shine on the stage, grandma sat her a lot of fluffy gauze skirts. Grandma thought the gauze was of poor quality and would thorn on her body, so she sewed it purely into each gauze skirt.
Cotton lining. Therefore, every skirt of Xie Ying is both beautiful and comfortable.
The old man’s consideration and love for his granddaughter are reflected in these subtleties.
When Xie Ying thought of this, tears broke the dam again.
She has a lot of love, but only grandma's love is like moistening things silently, surrounding her all the time.
From then on, Xie Ying never had the love of her grandmother again.
Xie Ying cried in her childhood clothes and woke her brother up. Xie Chong hugged her sister in her arms and sighed. To be sad, his sadness is no less than that of his younger sister.
"Sister, if you cry, grandma will not be able to bear to leave you. She cares about you in her heart, how could she leave peacefully?" Xie Chong was rarely gentle: "Stop crying, grandma is gone, but our days have to continue."
"Well. I feel sad when I see those clothes." Xie Ying said thrustly: "No one in this world has ever made such beautiful clothes for me."
Xie Chong thought about it. After his grandmother became confused, she often regarded him as the little boy who was only seven or eight years old and lived in Guangzhou with her parents. She made clothes for her grandson in her impression. Xie Chong couldn't wear any of those clothes.
It's right.
While sorting out the relics for grandma, the Xie family discovered a box treasured by Feng Yuzhen. The box is not big, it is the kind of box used by adults to pack shoes.
The Xie family thought it was a letter written by Xie Qingyi to the family, and no one had the courage to open it, and everyone was worried that they would burst into tears. In the end, Xie Ying opened it, and there were two pieces of clothes inside.
One is the lace-up monk suit worn by a newborn baby, with spots of milk stains on it; the other is the two-string vest worn by adults, and the traces of wearing can be seen.
Xie Hongxuan said that those two clothes were worn by Xie Qingyi.
Moreover, they are all made by Feng Yuzhen.
With infinite expectation and tenderness for her first child, she sewed a soft and comfortable little dress to wrap her beloved child; she also sewed a piece of the most common thing for adult men with reluctance.
The base vest wants to let the son who is traveling far away from home feel his mother's infinite attachment to him.
Xie Qingyi's birth and death were all worn in clothes carefully sewn by his mother. His mother's love and longing surrounded him tightly.
In addition, the small clothes that Xie Qingshou and Xie Qingyun wore when they were just born were also treasured by Feng Yuzhen in the cabinet.
In that era of material scarcity, many children grew up wearing old clothes of their elder brothers and sisters, but Feng Yuzhen regarded the birth of each child as a precious experience and did not fool any child. Before they were born, she gave them the same
Prepare your close-fitting clothes.
At that time, those brand new little clothes became the most luxurious gifts that mothers could give to their children.
Seeing those clothes, the whole family fell into silence.
Xie Qingshou said to his father: "Dad, burn these clothes to my mother."
"Current your elder brother's, keep your brother's and Qingyun's."
Xie Hongxuan put all the clothes he wore when he was born back into the cabinet. The deceased wife treasured the joy and touch of the children when they first arrived in the world, and he wanted to continue to treasure them.
Xie Chong and Xie Ying were packing their luggage and preparing to leave their hometown. However, to their surprise, Sun Shiyao came to the door.??
Sun Shiyao said that he bought a house and had just moved to a new house, and wanted his friends to go to the new house together. As a result, Xie Chong and Xie Ying couldn't contact him. In desperation, he contacted Wang Haochuan and then realized that the Xie family was
Have funerals.
Sun Shiyao specially wore a black suit and a black tie, which was a very typical image of attending the funeral. He brought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and asked the Xie family to put it in front of the old man's portrait.
Xiao Sun is affectionate and loyal, which touched the Xie family.
Sun Shiyao also blamed Xie Ying for not telling him why he didn't tell him. When he went to Rulin Street to look for Xie Ying with shamelessness, Grandma Feng also made several meals for him and treated him warmly. He should have reconciled this friendship.
"Student Sun, thank you. I was so sad that I didn't even know where the phone was thrown." Xie Ying said: "My grandma has passed away. There are very few guests in our generation, and almost all of them come to pay their respects.
It's my elder. So, I didn't tell you."
"I heard from Wang Haochuan that many young people have gone." Sun Shiyao said: "Because, many of your neighbors grew up wearing clothes made by Grandma Feng, who is a very beloved old man."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Sun Shiyao smiled generously and said, "Xiaoying, I didn't blame you. It was because I really treated you as a friend and came to pay my respects."
"Well, I really thank you, too." Xie Ying said: "I still have a lot of things in my house that have not been sorted out. I'm about to return to school. I'm afraid I don't have time to go to your new home."
"Ah, don't care about this. Your grandmother has passed away, you must be very sad. How could you be in the mood to have fun?"
Xie Ying asked him for the address of his new home and said that if he had time, he would definitely visit him.
Sun Shiyao believed it, but what he didn't expect was that Xie Ying hadn't arrived, and the gift was arrived.
The gift was given by her and her brother, Wang Haochuan, and it was a expensive set of brand tableware.
After receiving the express delivery, Sun Shiyao was very sorry: "Why are you giving me a gift, I seem to have added trouble to you."
"No, classmate Sun, I'm really happy for you when you moved to your new home." Xie Ying said carefully: "I hope your new home will have a beautiful and kind mistress as soon as possible."
Sun Shiyao laughed: "I haven't thought about that yet. Finding a hostess is much more difficult than buying a house."
Xie Ying was speechless. The lives of her three rich generations were still too different. She didn't know when she would be able to buy a luxury house.
The blow to her mother's death made Xie Qingyun sick. After the funeral, her dizziness did not improve and she could not eat.
She originally lived upstairs and lived in the same room as Xie Ying, but after she became ill, Xie Chong took the initiative to give the room to his aunt and let her live on the first floor so that she would not have to climb the stairs.
Li Chengde sent the child home and gave it to his mother for care. He stayed in Laicheng to take care of his wife. Xie Qingyun had migraines and had dizziness when he was nervous.
Li Chengde always wanted to take his wife for a precise examination, but Xie Qingyun refused. She said that she was in her forties and it was normal for her to have minor problems in her body. What's more, she was still immersed in the great pain of her mother's death, and her body could
How good is it
Xie Qingyun was recuperating at her brother and sister-in-law's house. The whole family cared about her and understood her pain very much. For a long time, Xie Qingyun hid in the room to read books, trying to find some comfort in the spiritual world.
A cousin of Wang Jiying's house selection and her daughter Yuanyuan came to the house. They heard that Feng Yuzhen had passed away, so they came to the house to sit down.
The cousin's family is from a good family, and his daughter Yuanyuan is attending college abroad. When she heard that the guest was coming, Xie Qingyun forced herself to stand up, poured water for the guest, and said hello.
Wang Jiying asked Xie Qingyun to go back and rest without having to work hard outside.
Yuanyuan asked quietly: "Who is she?"
Wang Jiying replied: "That is my sister-in-law, my husband's sister."
"Oh my God" Yuanyuan covered her mouth exaggeratedly: "Auntie, you are so miserable, an independent woman like you actually live in such an environment."
Wang Jiying didn't understand: "I am independent and miserable"
Yuanyuan said: "When you marry your husband, do you still have to take care of their family? Are you making stupid sacrifices? Do you know?"
Wang Jiying blinked her eyes, but still couldn't understand.
Yuanyuan said anxiously: "Auntie, you must awaken that you can no longer let this family squeeze you. Do you have your own career? Do you still have to live in this family so humbly? "
Yuanyuan's mother signaled her child not to continue talking, but Yuanyuan became more and more excited: "Auntie, you have been oppressed for too long and you don't feel that you are oppressed."
Wang Jiying's expression became solemn.
What else Yuanyuan wants to say? Wang Jiying said to her mother: "Lili, do you understand what Yuanyuan means?"
"She has been abroad for a long time and advocates independence and freedom."
"Then you have to refuse to recognize your relatives"
As soon as Wang Jiying spoke, Yuanyuan stood up excitedly: "I kindly remind you to be independent from this family and not be oppressed by this family again, but you."
"Then, if I were not for this family, how could I be independent?" Wang Jiying said simply: "Without the help and support of this family, how could I have a career now that I have my own career, so I have to give them all selfishly
Get rid of it”
Yuanyuan closed her hair and said indifferently: "I didn't understand the situation."
Wang Jiying really wanted to say that if she didn't figure it out, don't talk nonsense. But when she saw Yuanyuan's tender face, she felt that she could not argue with the child.
Yuanyuan's mother wanted to visit her home, so Wang Jiying introduced her to them. She said that the most spacious master bedroom on the first floor was for her parents-in-law to live in. They didn't have to climb the stairs, and the sunshine in this room was also very good.
Yuanyuan exploded again: "You actually left the master bedroom of your house to your in-laws to live in by your aunt. Do you want to be so humble?"
Wang Jiying was already very angry, and she tried her best to say: "Respect the elderly is humble."
"There are many ways to respect the elderly, but you are too selfless. How can you give the largest master bedroom to the elderly? You are sure that you are not pleasing them."
Wang Jiying's anger rose. Before she could vent her anger, Xie Qingyun opened the door of her room and appeared in front of Yuanyuan with a cold expression.
Xie Qingyun asked: "Your grandparents are not worthy of living in the spacious master bedroom."
Yuanyuan stumbled and said, "Not really."
"In my house, the elderly are kind and upright, and are very good to every child. They are respected by us. We let them live in the best room. Do you have any problems?"
Yuanyuan rolled her eyes: "You are sensible, you are selfless, don't you just want to make a good reputation?"
"That seems to you that selfishness is right."
In response to Xie Qingyun's replies, Yuanyuan blushed and defended anxiously: "Who do you think is selfish? You are kind enough to let you live for yourself, but you scolded me."
Wang Jiying couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Since you entered our door, you have started to pick on tricks and asked me to move out, but you didn't let me live in the big house for the elderly. Do you know that you are sowing discord?"
Yuanyuan started arguing even more excitedly, and her mother also accused Wang Jiying of speaking too much. Finally, Xie Qingyun leaned against the door frame and said weakly: "It's all gone, I'm so dizzy that I'm about to vomit."
Xie Qingyun fell at the door.
Wang Jiying hurriedly called the emergency number. In the ambulance, Xie Qingyun apologized and said, "Second sister-in-law, I'm sorry to you again."
"If a family doesn't speak two people, why are you polite to me?"
"What the girl said just now"
"I will take what a child who has not experienced the world says, don't think about it. Our family is united and has overcome many difficulties together. No one can separate our family, do you know?"
Xie Qingyun smiled with emotion.
When he arrived at the hospital, Xie Qingyun underwent a series of examinations. Wang Jiying found a familiar doctor to ask. The doctor said with a serious expression that something had grown in Xie Qingyun's body.
Wang Jiying's legs were weak: "Is it a tumor? How old is it? Is it good or bad?"
"It's a child."
Wang Jiying was as stupid as a wooden chicken.
The doctor smiled and pointed to the report and said, "It seems that it's been three months and it's pretty good."
"Brother Shen"
"Um"
When Shen Changqing walked on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.
But no matter who it is.
Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
It can be said.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.
When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.
Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.
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Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.
Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.
Have the memory of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.
Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.
The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.