Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 630 End of life

"Uncle, aunt, Brother Tu, Sister Xiaoxing, Brother Xiaowu, Brother Jian..."

"Xiao Kun, why are you here again?"

"I'm not sleepy, Brother Wu, I'll give you the car keys."

Yang Yukun returned the car keys to Han Chunming, picked up a chair and sat down to warm himself by the fire.

After sending Xu Jingping and Xiao Zongzi home, he came to Mao Tujia again.

"It seems like the old man is calling."

As soon as he sat down, Yang Yukun heard the voice of Grandpa Mao Tutu speaking from inside the room.

"I'm going to take a look." Mao Tu entered the room and said after a while: "Dad, Mom, Xiao Xing, the old man asked you to come in. I have something to explain."

"it is good."

Mao Tutu's parents and Meng Xiaoxing hurriedly entered the house, and then Meng Xiaoxing went to wake up Shi Shi and Chu Shi. The old man wanted to explain the funeral arrangements.

"Hey..." Mao Tutu's father sighed. The old man wanted to see his daughter before he died, but in the end he was unable to do so.

"Uncle, aunt, map, Xiao Xing, the old man passed away without any illness or disaster. I definitely don't want to see you so sad after he is gone."

Just now the old man leaned in his arms and told him not to blame his eldest sister.

After sending the old man to the Heishan Funeral Home, Yang Yukun called Xu Jingping, and then helped Mao Tutu with Han Chunming and Yang Huajian to entertain the guests who came to express their condolences.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Early the next morning, the body of Grandpa Mao Tutu was sent to the first farewell room of the Montenegro Funeral Home, where a farewell memorial service will be held and the ashes will be buried in the Montenegro Revolutionary Cemetery.

The neighbors all knew that Mao Tutu's grandfather was dying, and the sound of firecrackers was a signal. When they heard the sound of firecrackers, the neighbors knew that the old man must be gone.

"it is good."

Yang Huajian went home and told his grandfather, his parents, and Meng Xiaozao that Grandpa Mao Tutu had left.

Yang Yukun took a bunch of firecrackers and lit them in the yard. Neighbors who heard the sound of firecrackers rushed to Mao Tutu's house one after another.

Ten minutes later, the three of them heard crying coming from the house. When they entered the house, they saw that the old man was gone.

The memorial service is scheduled to be held tomorrow, and on the first day people came one after another to say goodbye to the old man.

"Fifteenth, the tenth day of the lunar month, my dear children, you two should stop crying."

"Let's send the old man to Montenegro early tomorrow morning."

So many years have passed, and the eldest sister is still blaming the old man for what happened back then, and refuses to come back to see the old man before he dies?

Yang Yukun, Han Chunming, and Yang Huajian looked at each other, and they all understood that the old man might really be leaving.

"I called your aunt's house twice, but no one answered."

"Forget it if she doesn't answer. Since she doesn't plan to come, there's no need for us to continue calling her."

"Uncle, aunt, Brother Tu, Sister Xiaoxing, my condolences."

"Xiaokun, Xiaowu brother, Jian brother."

Although the eldest sister has not come back for forty years, the old man still misses her in his heart.

"Chunming, Xiaokun, Lao Yang."

"Daughter-in-law, Sister Su Meng, why are you two here?"

"Sister Su Meng and I came here to see the old man."

"Where's the little zongzi?"

"Let Aunt Cheng help take it with you. I'll be back in a while."

Xu Jingping and Su Meng went to present a white chrysanthemum to the old man. They stayed at the Heishan Funeral Home for a while and then returned to the Qianmen Building together.

"Chunming, Xiaokun, Lao Yang."

"Taozi, you're here too."

"Brother Taozi."

Li Chengtao said: "I'm here to see the old man."

Yang Yukun said: "Brother Taozi, please come inside."

"it is good."

Li Chengtao went to the farewell room to take a look at the old man, said hello to Mao Tutu and other family members, came out of the farewell room and chatted a few more words with Yang Yukun, Han Chunming, and Yang Huajian, and then left for the company.

"Brother Kun, Brother Xiaowu, Brother Jian."

"Xiaojun, why are you here too?" Yang Yukun asked when he saw Fan Xiaojun also coming to the Heishan Funeral Home.

"My brother asked me to come."

Fan Xiaojun and Mao Tutu only knew each other, but their relationship was not very close.

The reason why he came to the funeral parlor to express his condolences was for Hou Kui. My mother told Hou Kui, who was far away in Yangcheng, about the death of Grandpa Mao Tu. He was too far away to come back immediately, so Hou Kui asked him to come over and take a look first.

"It's inside, go in."

"Brother Kun, I'm going then."

Fan Xiaojun tidied his clothes and walked into the farewell room.

"Brother Kun, I forgot to tell you something just now. My brother and sister-in-law are back from Yangcheng today."

I forgot to tell Yang Yukun something just now. Coming out of the farewell room, Fan Xiaojun informed Yang Yukun that Hou Kui and Xu Jingli would be coming back from Yangcheng today.

"Eldest sister and eldest brother-in-law are coming back. What time is it today?"

"I don't know the exact time yet, it might be in the afternoon, it might be in the evening."

"Do you need me to pick them up at the airport?"

"No, I'll pick them up when the time comes."

"also."

"Brother Kun, Brother Xiaowu, Brother Jian, you guys are busy first. Come over here, I'll go see my dad."

"Go."

"Got it."

Fan Xiaojun stopped by the Heishan People's Cemetery to see his father before leaving Heishan.

When he got home, his mother told him that Hou Kui and Xu Jingli's family of four would arrive at 3:30 this afternoon, and asked him to pick them up at the airport in the afternoon.

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After a busy day at the Heishan Funeral Home, when Yang Yukun and Han Chunming returned to the Qianmen Building, it was already dark.

After not sleeping all night and day, Han Chunming's eyelids kept falling.

Upon seeing this, Yang Yukun quickly took the car keys from Han Chunming and let him, who had not slept for two days and one night, drive.

Due to Han Chunming's mental state, Yang Yukun was worried that he would drive the car into a ditch.

There was only more than a month left before the Chinese New Year, and he didn't want to spend the New Year injured.

"Little Fifth Brother, wake up."

"Xiao Kun, where are you?"

"In front of your house, you have only been up all night and one day. I have been up for two days and one night, and I am not as sleepy as you."

"Are you at my house?"

"Yes, we're at your door. Get off the car."

"Too sleepy."

Han Chunming rubbed his eyes. He had indeed arrived at the door of his house, opened the car door and got out of the car.

He hadn't slept all day and night, and he felt like his head was confused and he couldn't quite control what he was doing.

"Brother Wu, car keys."

"Xiao Kun, come inside and sit for a while?"

"I'm not going to sit down anymore. Go back and rest quickly. You're sleepy. You have to go there early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, then I'll go in first, and you can go back and rest. I'll call you tomorrow morning."

"to make."

Yang Yukun yawned and walked back to his home.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a burst of laughter from inside the house.

"Woof woof woof..."

The black panther broke through the door curtain and rushed out of the main living room and rushed towards Yang Yukun.

"Black Panther, I haven't seen you for such a long time. Do you miss me?"

"Woof woof woof..."

"Okay, stop jumping around, I've got you covered with dog claws and plum blossoms again."

"Woof woof woof..."

"Third uncle!"

A little guy ran out of the house very excitedly. It was Cai Zhen.

(End of this chapter)