The sky was getting slightly brighter, and Xue Ling woke up.
She hurriedly washed up, put on a sweater, and boiled hot water.
Xiaoxin, who was in the bed next door, heard the noise, changed her position in confusion, and fell asleep again.
Xue Ling shouted: "Xiaoxin, it's time to get up."
Xiaoxin was very sleepy, so she responded in a daze and continued to sleep.
Xue Ling went around to the next room and knocked on the door.
After a while, Cheng Huanran opened the door with messy hair and muttered: "Mom..."
Xue Ling poked his head in and found that the second and third children were still sleeping. The two brothers hugged each other and slept crookedly.
"Of course, hurry up and wake up my brothers. We have to go there early to do the funeral for grandpa."
Cheng Huanran responded with a yawn.
Xue Ling turned to the other side, knocked on the door and called: "Dad? Mom?"
She booked a triple room for three elderly people, which was diagonally opposite where she lived.
Soon, Father Xue opened the door.
He had already washed and dressed, and whispered: "Your mother and the others are all brushing their teeth and washing their faces inside."
Xue Ling nodded and whispered: "The driver will pick us up at the funeral parlor in a while. Let's go down and have breakfast early. There is a buffet breakfast in the restaurant downstairs every day, which starts at seven o'clock. Let's pack up, go down and finish eating, and then set off.
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Father Xue nodded slowly: "Just arrange it."
At this time, Liu Ying opened the bathroom door and walked out with a haggard look.
Xue Ling hurriedly held her arm and whispered: "Mom, drink some water and dress warmly. Let's go downstairs to eat."
"Ling Ling... I - I want to see A Yuan's father." Liu Ying grabbed her hand and whispered: "I... I want to accompany him back to Chengjia Village. We are from the village, and fallen leaves must return to their roots.
.We have to go back there to do the funeral!"
Xue Ling shook his head in embarrassment: "Mom, the body cannot be moved around. Let's do the funeral here first, and then send dad's ashes back to the village for burial. Don't worry, this is how the fallen leaves return to their roots."
Liu Ying started to cry and asked: "When will you go back? Don't think of leaving me! I have to go!"
"No." Xue Ling nodded in assurance: "We will definitely take you back to the village. Don't worry, we have asked the village chief to find a Feng Shui master for us. We must find a Feng Shui treasure for our father."
Liu Ying nodded quickly: "This is good...it must be done this way."
Xue Ling said warmly: "Put on your down jacket, and we will take you downstairs for breakfast later."
Liu Ying looked dull and nodded slowly.
Father Xue on the side poured hot water and handed it to her.
Liu Ying took it blankly and drank it one mouthful after another.
Xue Ling's eyes were slightly red and she was speechless.
Father Xue sighed and whispered: "It still needs time... I can't accept it for a while."
After a while, Cheng Huanran came over with his two younger brothers.
Xue Ling frowned slightly and said, "Hurry up and hurry up your sister! I'll go find some Aunt Wang Qing and the others."
"Hey!" Cheng Huanran hurriedly went to find Xiaoxin.
Xue Ling knocked on Wang Qing's door.
Wang Qing was braiding her daughter's hair and explained: "We have just woken up and will meet you over there in a moment."
Xue Ling asked: "Where is the little tiger? He hasn't woken up yet?"
"Don't mention it!" Wang Qing said angrily: "That kid watched TV until late at night last night. I don't know what time he watched it. He was dug by me several times and he still couldn't wake up."
Xue Ling smiled fondly: "I urge you again. I asked another driver from the factory to pick us up. He drove a minibus. Get there before 7:30 to prepare. The ceremony will start at 8. Let's get down quickly.
Eat breakfast."
"Okay!" Wang Qing quickly helped her daughter pack up and rushed to the next door.
Little Huzi was still sleeping in bed dreaming about Duke Zhou, unaware that people outside were waiting for him.
Wang Qing got angry and stepped forward to lift the quilt.
"Huzi! Hurry! Everyone is ready, we just need you!"
The little tiger curled up into a ball and shouted loudly: "What are you doing?! It's just dawn! What are you doing getting up so early?!"
Wang Qing had a sullen face and replied: "Let's do the funeral for my god-grandfather."
Xiao Huzi opened his eyes with excitement, jumped up and sat up, exclaimed: "What?! What did you say?!"
Wang Qing answered while folding the quilt: "My godfather is dead. We are here to attend his funeral, not for a vacation."
Xiao Huzi was still in shock and murmured: "Why did he die? So quickly?! No - he wasn't sick, was he?"
Wang Qing sighed, told him roughly the whole story, and urged: "You should hurry up!"
The little tiger hurriedly rushed to the bathroom.
Three minutes later, Wang Qing hurried over with two children.
Xue Ling and the others were already waiting at the elevator entrance, and quickly squeezed into the elevator and went down to the first floor.
The buffet has been set up, and there are more than a dozen kinds of food to choose from, including milk, white porridge, and white rice.
Xue Ling brought a bowl of white porridge, a few steamed buns, and some side dishes to her mother-in-law.
Xiaohuzi saw Xiaoxin and hurriedly came forward.
"Sister Xin, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you!"
Xiaoxin shook her head: "I don't know, I don't have much appetite."
Xiao Huzi curled his lips and whispered: "I know... you are sad for grandpa."
"Yeah." Xiaoxin took a bottle of milk and a piece of bread, "You can take it, that's enough for me."
Xiao Huzi also caught a few things, chased her over, and sat next to her.
Xiaoxin glanced at him and asked, "Are you in junior high school?"
"It's the first year of junior high school." Little Huzi raised his chin proudly and said, "I'm two years older than you! You're only in fifth grade now, so keep up with me."
Xiaoxin sneered: "Let's wait until your grades can match mine. With your rubbish grades, how dare you let others catch up with you? You're so proud of yourself!"
One word hits the mark!
Little Huzi picked up the small plate and ran towards Xue Yang on the other side.
Xue Yang was reporting his next training plan to his mother, explaining: "The coach has left time for me to prepare for the final exam, and I will train more during the winter vacation."
"When will Coach He give me the news?" Xue Ling asked.
Xue Yang replied: "He said he would meet me next week."
"My parents have been very busy recently, and they have to go south for several days." Xue Ling said: "You should take good care of your own affairs and discuss them with us in time. If we are not here, discuss it with your brother."
"I know!" Xue Yang responded. He turned his head and found Xiao Huzi looking at him with wide eyes. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Huzi, what are you doing?"
Xiao Huzi chuckled and said: "Brother Yang, I found that you are handsome again recently!"
Xue Yang didn't have much contact with this cousin. He only knew that he usually loved to tell jokes. Unfortunately, he was really not in the mood to joke with him now. He only said: "You are quite handsome too."
Little Huzi chuckled, took the plate and left again.
Xue Yang ignored him and ate heartily.
Wang Qing secretly glared at his son and whispered: "Please calm down!"
Xiao Huzi pretended not to hear and wandered to another place.
"What a brat!" Wang Qing got angry, but it was hard to get angry in front of so many people, so he had to endure it.
Xue Ling had no appetite. Halfway through his meal, he answered two phone calls and told Secretary Chen some things. The rice in the bowl was completely cold.
Cheng Huanran helped her get half a bowl of porridge.
Xue Ling thanked him and took a few bites.
Liu Ying didn't eat much, but Mother Xue coaxed her into eating two more buns.
After a while, the minibus came and everyone got on the bus one after another.
Xue Ling checked the number of people and called for departure.
Hurrying to the entrance of the funeral home, Ahu and Cheng Tianyuan were already waiting outside. Both of them were wearing linen and mourning.
Xue Ling asked: "Where is A Heng?"
"He went to pick up Xiaohan and his mother." Cheng Tianyuan answered.
Suddenly, Liu Ying, who had just gotten out of the car, suddenly became excited and screamed and cursed: "She is not allowed to come! Who asked her to come! I don't have a daughter like her!"