"How's Yan Yan? Is there any hope?" Wang Shuxiang looked at Ou Yan expectantly, waiting for her to tell a miracle.
Ou Yan's eyes fell on her and she couldn't bear to say, "Auntie, there are no vital signs."
"No, no..." Wang Shuxiang shook her head, still not believing it, "Please check her again... I can feel that she is still alive..."
As long as the miracle doctor Bai He says she is alive, she will definitely be alive!
After being put on by the undertaker, the girl in the coffin looked like a sleeping princess, no different than usual.
"She really isn't breathing." Although Ouyan felt distressed, she had to tell the truth, "She is gone."
Wang Shuxiang couldn't bear this blow. Her daughter was obviously still lying here well. She still remembered that she and her daughter went to a sea of flowers last year to check in. Her daughter just lay in the sea of colorful flowers, closed her eyes and took many beautiful photos.
....
My daughter then was just like she is now, lying among the flowers...
My daughter just fell asleep...
She just fell asleep!
"Cover the coffin——" the master of ceremonies announced.
"No, don't cover it...my daughter, don't leave her mother..." Wang Shuxiang burst into tears and fainted.
"Shuxiang, Shuxiang..." Xiao Chuan hurriedly stepped forward to support her. Seeing his wife's vicissitudes of life, Xiao Chuan couldn't help crying, "Come here, call the doctor...
"
"Put Aunt down first and I'll take care of it." Ouyan expected that this would happen before she set off, so she brought the acupuncture kit that Si Yechen gave her.
"Yan Yan, how is your auntie? Did she faint from being too sad?" Song Qiaoying on the side couldn't help but asked anxiously.
"Well, being overly emotional can cause insufficient blood supply to the brain and cause fainting. I'll give her a few injections."
"good."
With the words of her daughter, Song Qiaoying felt somewhat confident.
Ou Yan applied acupuncture on several acupuncture points of Wang Shuxiang. After a while, she finally opened her eyes, but when she saw the people in front of her were all wearing black clothes, and thought of her daughter's funeral, tears burst out of her eyes.
"Shuxiang, are you feeling better?" Xiao Chuan cried and said, "My heart can't bear the second blow. Stop scaring me. I lost Chu Chu and I can't lose you again...
..”
"Ah Chuan..." Wang Shuxiang couldn't help crying while holding him.
It took a while before the funeral could proceed.
"One letter from the heavenly official comes to bless you, two letters to the underworld for eternal peace, three letters to strangers to live forever, four letters to the White Evil to lurk, five letters to the descendants of future generations..."
Xiao Chuan and Wang Shuxiang watched helplessly as the nails were hammered in one by one, crying even harder.
Li Sen on the side couldn't help but clenched his fists. He must avenge Chu Chu and never let his uncle and aunt bear this pain in vain.
After the coffin sealing was completed, the four nailers carried the coffin forward.
Wang Shuxiang hugged her daughter's portrait and followed her in despair.
The Xiao family behind her raised paper money into the sky, and the sound of gongs and drums was heard.
A hundred steps ahead is Xiao Chuchu's cemetery.
"Get ready for burial-" With the long and powerful voice of the chief of ceremonies, the coffin was placed in the grave.
The loess fell on the surface of the coffin, seeming to fill the tomb bit by bit.
Wang Shuxiang burst into tears again.
Xiao Chuan knew that this time, as soon as the loess was buried, he and his daughter were truly separated from each other... He suddenly burst into grief and cried so hard that the sky was dark.