Play Nice

Chapter 131 131: She has a boyfriend who taught her to be good (two more

There is a folk saying that the deceased will be reluctant to leave due to the heavy yin in the afternoon, so it is not suitable for cremation.

Some believe it, some don't.

Qi Lei's mother wrote that a wake hall was set up in the funeral home, and the cremation would wait until tomorrow.

Lolo is also there.

The crying in the hallway of the wake-up hall did not stop, and Qi Lei's mother was exhausted.

"Luo Luo, my aunt is begging you, my aunt is kneeling down and begging you, to give birth to the child, you don't need to raise it, I'll raise it."

Lolo is a single parent family.

Lolo has only a mother and knows that single-parent children will stumble on the road to growing up.

Luo Luo didn't let go, Qi Lei's mother became more and more broken down, and the resentment buried in her heart was like a flood that burst a dyke and began to vent violently.

"When Xiao Lei was alive, he was so kind to you that you were so cruel?"

"Is your heart made of meat? How come you survived, my poor little Lei, why don't you..."

"Why don't you go with Xiaolei..."

"Wang Lan!" Luo Luo's mother rushed out and shoved her, "What kind of animal words did you say, what did Luo Luo do wrong?"

Qi Lei's mother sat on the ground crying, crying and scolding Luoluo for being cruel and unfair to God, why did she take her son's life away.

"Lolo, go back with mother, let's not stay here."

Luo Luo was sitting in the corridor of the wake-up hall, sitting blankly, never leaving, and never letting go.

Someone in the office of the plastic surgery group said that Luo Luo is very cruel and still doesn't love his fiance enough.

No one answered at the time.

After a long time, the colleague who was usually the most taciturn suddenly said: "If it were me, I would not leave the child."

Love is important, but loving yourself is also important.

Everyone has the right to choose to stick to love or choose to compromise life, but no matter which one you choose, you should not be blamed.

The sun began to set at [-]:[-], and Hongliu Lane was the most lively at dusk.

Someone pushed open the door of the photo studio. The man was wearing a pair of army green Jiefang shoes with a lot of mud on his feet. He looked at the door carpet and didn't step on it.

"Is this the Hongliuxiang Photo Studio?"

"Yes." Xiao Dong got up to receive the guests, "Come in, it's alright, the carpet is meant to be stepped on."

It was a middle-aged man, tall, thin, and dark-skinned. He carefully stepped on the carpet and walked into the photo studio.

"Are you here to take pictures or?"

The man said, "I'll get the pictures."

Jing Zhao just came out of the dark room.

Xiao Dong brought over the document documenting the guest film. He had never seen the guest, so he asked, "Are you helping your family?"

"Yes, take it for my mother."

"name is?"

The man suddenly choked up: "My mother's name is He Guifang."

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After receiving the call from Jing Zhao, the business leader waited for him outside the cafe.

Soon, the car came.

She stood on the side of the road and waved: "Jing Zhao!"

Jing Zhao's car stopped, she got into the co-pilot and fastened her seat belt.She had just drank coffee, and there was still a faint aroma of coffee on her body.

It was a little dark, it was cold outside, and the street lights on the street had not been turned on, but the number plates of some shops on the road were already lit.

"Did you wait a long time?"

"No."

Jing Zhao looked at the road and drove very slowly: "Are you busy today?"

"I'm a little busy." Shang Lingling told Jing Zhao about her work for the first time, "I sent a deceased person to be repaired this afternoon." She usually leaves work early, but today is an exception, which is a little late. .

Jing Zhao didn't speak any more, the whole way was very quiet.

The business leader looked at him for a long time: "Jing Zhao, have you encountered something unhappy?"

He shook his head.

Shang Lingling still felt that he seemed unhappy.

The car drove for more than half an hour, and the street lights on the street turned on one after another. The dusk went fast, and the night came in a hurry.

When passing the back street of the community, the business leader led his head to look out the window.

Jing Zhao asked, "What are you looking at?"

She was lying on the car window, watching the street vendors, it was bustling outside: "The grandma who sells sweet potatoes didn't come today."

The place where Grandma set up the stall was occupied, as if she was selling something to eat, and there were a lot of people queuing up.

Jing Zhao glanced over there: "She won't come again."

"Ah?" Shang Lingling took his eyes back and looked at Jing Zhao, "Why?"

It was very noisy outside, the silhouette of a blurred face was reflected on the car window, the lonely winter wind blew in from the window, and Jing Zhao's voice was low.

"She went a long way."

"Hometown?"

Jing Zhao said, "No."

The business leader suddenly understood.

Grandma is from He County. Her name is He Guifang. She has three sons. It is her youngest son who went to get her photos today.

She hasn't finished this winter.

She has only been to the photo studio once in her life and took her posthumous photo.

"Leader." The car was parked, but Jing Zhao didn't rush out, "The day we met, do you remember what I said to you?"

Jing Zhao always has a way to soften Shang Lingling's heart that is not very kind and does not know much about pity.

She said, "Remember."

"Well, let's go home."

On the day of the relationship, Jing Zhao said that if he had an accident, he hoped that Shang Lingling would continue to live well.

After dinner, Ms. Lu heard the story of what happened in the funeral home today.

Ms. Lu said that Lolo did nothing wrong.

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　　This chapter and the previous chapter were originally intended to be posted together, but the speed of the hand is not allowed.

　　The theme of these two chapters is death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)