small country farmer

Chapter 224 There is a kind of love that cannot be let go

During the day, there was so much good news at once, which made the faces of Zhang Wei's family beaming.

Lan Fang and the others immediately made arrangements, and even asked Zhang Wei to call Xiang Xiaohan and Huang Chaonan, asking them to come at noon and have lunch together.

So Zhang Wei called Xiang Xiaohan and Huang Chaonan respectively, and the two beauties didn't refuse, they agreed, packed up their work, and rushed over directly.

Suddenly there were two more beauties in the family, and it became more lively, talking and laughing, and filled with joy.

After lunch, Zhang Wei and Xiang Xiaohan reached an agreement and decided to start the medical engineering project in three days.

As for Mo Ying's matter, someone from the police station will come tomorrow to bring back Mo Ying's mother's urn and her father's body.

After Zhang Wei heard it, he pondered for a while, feeling that Mo Ying's health was getting worse and worse, and choosing a day would be better than hitting the sun, so he made a decision to bury Mo Ying's parents tomorrow and completely fulfill this wish.

Whether Mo Ying can wake up depends on tomorrow's funeral.

Sun Xiaolian was sitting beside Mo Ying's bed, scrubbing her. Looking at Mo Ying's pale and haggard face, her heart ached, and there was a touch of joy in her worried expression.

"Xiaoying, did you hear that? Hurry up and wake up, my aunt is still waiting for you to protect her."

Zhang Wei and the others also looked at Mo Ying in a coma with distress, and there was a glimmer of hope in the sadness, silently praying that Mo Ying would wake up tomorrow.

In the evening, Zhang Wei called the funeral team to prepare for tomorrow's burial.

That night, Zhang Wei and Sun Xiaolian's family stayed by Mo Ying's side and didn't sleep all night.

Early the next morning, Huang Chaonan received a call from the police station, saying that the body was already on the way to be transported.

Zhang Wei immediately asked the funeral procession to greet him at the entrance of the village, preparing to bypass Zhangjiazhuang and bury Mo Ying's father in the back mountain.

Sun Xiaolian and Lan Fang scrubbed Mo Ying's body, put on clean and beautiful clothes, and dressed up meticulously, preparing to let Mo Ying, who is in a coma, also participate.

This was Zhang Wei's arrangement. Even if Mo Ying couldn't see or hear it, she would always feel it.

They only hope that Mo Ying can wake up at this time.

At about nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Wei and the others finally saw a large police car coming at the end of the road.

Huang Chaonan was dressed in police uniform, handsome and heroic, standing at the front, ready to greet.

The folks in Zhangjiazhuang also heard the news, and came to join in the fun after eating.

"Officer Huang!" The police car quickly stopped in front of everyone, and a young policeman got out of the car and saluted Huang Chaonan.

Huang Chaonan nodded in return, and arranged: "You will drive and follow the team in a while, put down the body and go."

"Yes, Officer Huang!"

Zhang Wei waved his hand towards the funeral procession, and everyone started to act immediately, followed by two strong and burly men carrying Mo Ying who was in a coma.

A group of people walked around Zhangjiazhuang and went to the back mountain.

Beside the cemetery that had already been selected in Houshan, everyone put Mo Lun's body in the coffin and carried it into the black shed that had been set up in advance, and the funeral officially began.

In a coma, Mo Ying was lying on the chair. Although her eyes were closed, her dead parents were right in front of her eyes.

Zhang Wei and Sun Xiaolian were observing Mo Ying's situation all the time, their whole bodies were tense, their hearts were filled with tension and anticipation, and they prayed silently.

"Xiaoying, look, your close relatives are right in front of you. Although they are gone, they are watching you from the sky. They hope you have a good life. Wake up, Xiaoying."

Zhang Wei squatted in front of Mo Ying, smoothing her hair in front of her, arranging her clothes, making her the most beautiful today in a coma.

Sun Xiaolian on the side finally couldn't control her emotions, covered her mouth, and started crying, her eyes were full of worry and distress.

"My child, I beg you, please wake up. You just need to open your eyes and look at Auntie. Auntie is also your relative. Girl, can you hear what Auntie is saying?"

Women's hearts are soft, Lan Fang and the others can't see others being sad, all of them have red eye circles, with tears in their eyes, mourning and praying for Mo Ying.

"Xiaoying, you are our sister. Is there anything we can't bear and experience together? Do you have the heart to make us sad if you go on like this? Xiaoying, wake up, our sisters still have a long way to go. Everything will be fine."

"Sister Xiaoying, don't you want me to teach you how to swear? You have been sleeping like this, how can I teach you? Recently, I have thought of a lot of swearing sentences. Get up quickly, let's scold those vile and shameless villains together. "

Even Huang Chaonan remembered the unforgettable past, and tears flashed in her eyes, but she was wearing a police uniform at the moment, so she had to be strong, bit her lip, and suppressed the tears from gushing out.

The villagers watching around felt that this scene was too sad, and their eyes were wet, and some old ladies were crying and crying.

"Miss Xiaoying, wake up, we are all your relatives."

"Yes, girl, you are still so young, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is, you can get over it. From now on, our village will be your home, and we will all be your relatives."

"Son, wake up, it's not easy for you Aunt Lian and Xiaowei, you can only suffer yourself like this."

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All of a sudden, all the folks in Zhangjiazhuang began to pray, and an extremely powerful invisible wish force formed in the sky instantly, covering Mo Ying's body.

Zhang Wei didn't cry like the whole village. Instead, he smiled and squatted beside Mo Ying, looking at her unusually pale face, feeling very distressed.

The funeral was still going on, and it was time for the burial. Following the instructions of the master of ceremonies, four strong and strong men stepped forward, ready to cover the coffin.

Mo Lu in the coffin looked serene, holding a black urn in his arms, with a black and white photo on it, the woman in the photo was beautiful, somewhat similar to Mo Ying, she was her mother.

Although Mo Lu was a murderous maniac in his lifetime, the deceased is the greatest, and he will still be respected after death.

"Xiaoying, have you seen it? Your mother was so beautiful when she was young, she must love you very much."

"Look, how peacefully your father sleeps. Although he did a lot of insane things before his death, in your heart, he is your father after all, right? Although you don't speak, I can feel your kindness." mood."

"Xiaoying, don't you plan to open your eyes and see your parents? They are really leaving this time, Xiaoying."

Zhang Wei was talking to Mo Ying with a smile, that smile was very bleak, perhaps only Mo Ying, who was in a coma at the moment, could feel it.

His words seemed to have really touched Mo Ying, or perhaps somewhere in the dark, Mo Ying had a feeling that his body, which had been silent for nearly half a month, moved his fingers at this moment.

Although the movement was very slight, it was seen by Zhang Wei. He shrank his eyes instantly, held his breath, suppressed the trace of joy, became nervous in his heart, and continued excitedly: "Xiaoying, this time your parents are leaving. After they die, they will never come back again, are you really not going to look at them again?"

"Look, they are waving at you, do you see that?"

"They're calling for you! Aren't you going to answer them?"

"They're really leaving, Xiaoying!"

Zhang Wei looked forward with ecstasy, as if he could really see Mo Ying's parents. At this moment, his voice was extraordinarily soft and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, warming his heart.

The time at this moment seemed to slow down a lot, and the movement of the four big men to lift the coffin lid also slowed down, gradually closing the coffin.

Seeing that there was only one last gap left in the coffin, it was about to be tightly closed.

The body of Mo Ying who was in a coma suddenly shook. She had been quiet for nearly half a month, her long eyelashes finally moved, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes unconsciously, and she murmured hoarsely and weakly.

"Dad, Mom!"

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