Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 126 New Family
Xie Mingyuan learned about the old lady's condition as early as when the old lady's examination results were placed on the expert's table.

All aspects of the body were declining, with respiratory function being the most obvious. He knew early on that the old lady would die of organ failure, and ordered the hospital to use the best instruments and medicines for the old lady. It would be a day to delay her death.

But he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.

When Xie Mingyuan received the news and arrived, Song Yuening had already followed the old lady's body to the funeral parlor.

He took Xie Zitao straight to the funeral parlor. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Song Yuening's thin and lonely figure.

Xie Mingyuan looked at her lonely back, his thin lips pursed tightly.

"Uncle, what happened to Teacher Song?"

Xie Zitao looked at Song Yuening, suddenly afraid to get close.

He had never seen Teacher Song like this before. Teacher Song, who used to be gentle and friendly, now seemed to be shrouded in great grief. He looked so grief-stricken that he looked like he was about to leave this world in the next second.

"Teacher Song just lost her only relative."

Xie Mingyuan replied in a deep voice, then squatted down and asked softly in Xie Zitao's ear.

"Zitao, can you go and comfort Teacher Song?"

He did not step forward because he knew that at this time, Xie Zitao, who had always been regarded as his own child by Song Yuening, could comfort her more than him.

Xie Zitao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and ran directly in the direction of Song Yuening without much hesitation.

Ever since the old lady lost her breath last night, Song Yuening's mind had gone blank.

She seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool. The spinning feeling made it impossible for her to calm down and think. Her ears were also buzzing, making her feel as if she was separated from the world by a layer of hazy and unreal.

Just when Song Yuening wanted to let herself be immersed in sadness as if she was drowning, a young and anxious child's voice broke through all the negative emotions and reached her ears.

"Teacher Song!"

Song Yuening subconsciously raised her head, but before she could react, there was a warm dumpling in her arms.

"...Zitao?"

Song Yuening spoke hesitantly, and then saw Xie Zitao raising his head and touching her cheeks with his hands.

"Teacher Song, I know you are sad, don't be afraid, my uncle and I are here, we will stay with you."

"From now on, my uncle and I will be your family. Don't worry, Teacher Song. The two of us will protect you. No one will be able to harm you in the future!"

He promised emphatically. He was clearly a child, but he looked like an adult, making people subconsciously want to believe his words.

Song Yuening's eyes were hot, and the grievance and pain she had endured for half the night finally burst out at this moment.

She used both hands to hug Xie Zitao tightly in her arms. Tears flowed down her face and disappeared in Xie Zitao's hair.

Xie Mingyuan walked up behind her at some point. He didn't say anything, he just hugged her and Xie Zitao into his arms. His usually indifferent eyebrows now showed a bit of pity.

He moved his lips silently, as if making a promise.

"I will protect you in the future."

……

After the old lady passed away, the biggest problem was burial.

Xie Mingyuan wanted to handle this matter for Song Yuening, but she refused without hesitation.

"Mr. Xie, I appreciate your kindness, but anyway, this is my family matter and I want to handle it myself."

The grief of the past few days had been suppressed by Song Yuening in her heart. At this moment, there was no trace of sadness on her face, and only her eyes as heavy as lake water revealed any emotion.When grandma was hospitalized, Xie Mingyuan had already helped her a lot. She appreciated it, but she couldn't keep bothering Xie Mingyuan like this.

Xie Mingyuan wanted to say something else, but Song Yuening smiled lightly.

"Mr. Xie, I'm a little tired. I want to go back and have a rest first. After I finish my work with grandma, I will definitely find an opportunity to thank you properly."

Her smile looked a little bitter, and Xie Mingyuan's heart was filled with ripples. In the end, he didn't say anything more, but drove her home.

After Song Yuening went upstairs, Xie Mingyuan did not leave immediately.

He lowered the window and watched the light in the window belonging to Song Yuening's home. He put his elbow on the window and lit a cigarette.

The rising smoke blurred his half-closed eyebrows. He half-leaned on the backrest and sent a message to Song Yuening.

“Contact me anytime if you need anything.”

……

Song Yuening was awakened by the noise coming from outside the door.

She didn't sleep well last night, and she could always hear the old lady calling her name while she was half asleep.

In the second half of the night, she even got up from the bed alone, staring blankly at the place where the old lady lay, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

She pressed her swollen eyebrows, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked towards the door.

"Who?"

Song Yuening pushed the door open as she spoke, but before she could see clearly who was making the noise outside the door, she was pushed back.

"You little brat, the old woman is dead, and you don't even know to tell us about such a big thing! Do you want to go behind our backs and steal the money left by the old woman!"

"Let me tell you, that money belongs to our boss. Hand it over quickly, otherwise don't blame me. I'm not polite!"

The eldest uncle and eldest aunt couldn't wait to curse as soon as they squeezed in. When the second uncle's family followed behind them, they naturally refused to give in and immediately started a quarrel.

The second aunt put her hands on her hips, looking like a shrew, and her loud voice made the voice-activated lights on the upper and lower floors light up.

"Hey, my dear, don't you feel guilty for saying this? When the old lady was alive, our family was in charge. When have you ever fulfilled your filial piety? Now that she is gone, the money should belong to us. The two families are right!"

The second uncle stood beside the second aunt and kept helping.

"That's right, it's our turn to take the money. It's your turn!"

The two groups of people were noisy and noisy, and the originally clean home suddenly turned into a vegetable market.

Song Yuening pressed the lower back where she had just hit, listening to the buzzing noise in her ears, her temples bulged in pain.

She slowly tightened her fingers on the edge of the cabinet, so hard that her fingertips turned white.

Grandma had just died not long ago. They didn't want to think about how to deal with her funeral, but they swarmed to her house and asked her where the money left by her grandma was.

Song Yuening twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes filled with mockery.

It's really ironic. He is obviously a relative of grandma, but his actions are worse than those of an outsider like Xie Mingyuan!
Seeing them getting more and more violent, Song Yuening finally broke out.

"Have you argued enough? Shut up if you've argued enough. This is my home, and it's not your turn to act so arrogantly!"

Her sudden increase in volume shocked the two groups of people. After a brief period of calm, the eldest aunt said "Hey", rolled up her sleeves, and planned to teach her a lesson.

"What are you talking about, little bastard? Do you understand what the rules are? Today I will teach you how to respect your elders for the old woman!"

(End of this chapter)