Ji Chenling saw her avoiding her, and his eyes were filled with anger.
She avoided him because she didn't want to accept him yet!
As soon as this thought came, he felt very uncomfortable and his brows furrowed.
Her attitude made him unable to understand. He could clearly feel that she and Xiao Ye had already died in name only, but there seemed to be something close to her and him.
Bai Xi didn't dare to look at him, "Well, I'll burn some paper money for my grandmother."
"The purpose of his capture of Tiantian is not to hurt Tiantian, but to restrain you. The correct way is to try to avoid him before I come back, even if he is angry! He can't threaten you for a day, and he won't take Tiantian for a day, knowing what if he doesn't do it for a day,
Is that right?" Ji Chenling said seriously.
Bai Xi understood, but she was afraid that Xiao Ye would be angry and embarrassed, and would give up and hurt Tiantian directly...
He is the kind of irrational and ridiculous person.
She didn't say these words, for fear that Ji Chenling would worry, so she nodded.
Ji Chenling let go of her hand.
Bai Xi went to burn paper money.
He went back to work.
Bai Xi saw that he looked bad.
She didn't avoid it on purpose, and actually did not reject his kiss. She just couldn't overcome the hurdle in front of her grandmother's mourning hall.
"Ji Chenling." Bai Xi shouted.
He ignored her.
She knew he was angry, "I didn't mean it."
Ji Chenling looked at her, her eyes still very cold, "So is it a subconscious repulsion?"
"I'm watching now." Bai Xi explained.
Ji Chenling looked at Bai Xi deeply.
He has been abroad for a longer time than in China, and he doesn't understand these etiquette and customs.
Perhaps, he has surpassed it.
"If you have any taboos, you can tell me in advance." Ji Chenling said in a deep voice, and his eyes continued to be on the computer.
Bai Xi lay on the sofa, looking at him, "Thank you."
Thank you, you can come here and be with her.
If he hadn't come over, she would have been unable to resist alone. Maybe she would have fainted in the hospital long ago, and she would not have been able to keep her vigilant well, let alone send her grandmother to her.
Thank you for helping her too.
In fact, she was already very satisfied just looking at him like this and being by his side.
Time passes by minute by second.
The Taoist priest came over and knocked on the door at around five o'clock.
The French style starts from 6 o'clock, and the country people generally get up very early. The village chief's wife brought a few village men to help, and continued until 8 o'clock in the morning.
At 8:18, the Taoist priest led the way in front, and accompanied him, and there were people who were blowing the trumpet.
My grandmother was obviously buried in her own field not far from home. The Taoist priest said that the farther the road, the better, so he walked around the village.
Their customs here are that among the male family members, one needs to be sent to carry a coffin.
Only Ji Chenling can resist.
Bai Xi looked at Ji Chenling who was walking in front of him to help, as if he was no longer a noble god, and should not be blasphemed or approached.
Instead, a man who can be with her, live a safe and reliable life together...
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When my grandmother was buried, Bai Xi was still excited. She knelt on the ground and watched the loess submerge the urn and cried in tears.
That is the real separation of yin and yang.
From now on, there is a missing person named Qin Xiulian in the world.
The two people who were waiting for grandma did not come back.
She could no longer see her grandmother's smile, she could not eat the food she cooked, and she had not allowed her grandmother to live a good life.
All kinds of emotions surged into my heart. The helper erected a good monument. The Taoist priest made a French manner and said he could leave. She knelt in front of the tombstone and cried.
Ji Chenling has been with her all the time. Listening to her crying, his heart was also sensible, "Xiao Xi, sadness, it only makes the relatives hurt, the enemy is happy, your grandmother is sad when she sees you, and she is not at ease when she leaves.
Buddhism emphasizes reincarnation, and Christianity says that death is the end of atonement. In my opinion, living well is a comfort to them."
Bai Xi looked at Ji Chenling with red eyes, tears still in her eyes.
She knew that what he said was correct. When she cried like this, her grandmother would feel distressed and would not rest in peace when she saw it, but... the sadness would be overwhelming.
"You know, your grandmother's wish is that you live a good life, so you pretend to live a good life. In the future, try your best to make yourself a good life. This is what you need to do." Ji Chenling said, helping her
stand up.
Bai Xi nodded.
She is so small, she is well-behaved and particularly pitying.
Ji Chenling rubbed her head with distress, "From today, we must work hard for tomorrow's better, don't let yourself be wronged, and don't let yourself be bullied by others. You used to be too kind, too soft-hearted, and too easy to forgive others.
, Some people are not worthy of forgiveness.”
She did not forgive others easily, but did not want to spend time on these people.
But it seems that the more this happens, the more it seems to be an escape.
"Let's go, let's go back." Ji Chenling held her hand.
Bai Xi looked at his hand without struggling. She turned around, glanced at her grandmother, followed him and went back together.
When I arrived at my grandmother's house, Murakami had already taken the seat, and the people on the stage were still performing the show.
The villagers were very happy to see it, and some people were clapping their hands.
The departure of relatives is sad, and the people closest to them are around them. After all, grandma's departure cannot affect other people's lives.
This is human nature. If you have been sad, you must stand up and live a better life, which is the comfort to the dead.
The village chief’s wife greeted Bai Xi and the others to sit down.
"Drink?" the village chief asked Ji Chenling with a smile, holding the white wine bottle.
"Village Chief, he didn't sleep all night." Bai Xi refused implicitly.
"Oh." The village chief put away the bottle of wine in disappointment.
In the past, when someone died in a family, the deceased was buried in peace, the deceased's family members would thank their hometown feelings.
She had no relatives to help, and Bai Xi was worried about the village chief being busy.
"Village Chief, I'll to you." Bai Xi poured herself white wine.
Ji Chenling took her bowl. "You are not in good spirits these days. I have cried for too long today. Eat more. I'll pay homage to the village chief."
Bai Xi felt a strange emotion in her heart, and she felt that she was cherished, valued, and valued. "Then... drink less."
Ji Chenling raised his cup and said to the village chief: "Thank you for your help to Xiaoxi, I wish you this cup."
In the past, there were only others who respected Ji Chenling, but not many people needed Ji Chenling's attention.
Bai Xi was moved.
The village chief was also happy and said, "We don't drink this wine. You are from the city and have never drunk our own rice bar. That wine is delicious. Wife, go and take our house's wine.
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"Okay!" the village chief's wife instructed to get the wine.
Bai Xi was worried that Ji Chenling's body would not bear it.
Ji Chenling suddenly held her hand, looked at her, met her caring eyes, and smiled.
When Ji Chenling smiled, he softened his facial features and beautiful face, as if the stars in the sky would be overshadowed...