Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 670

Ten coffins, only eight graves.

The tomb of the mother of Bai Mingwei's siblings was opened, just waiting to send Bai Boyuan inside.

Bai Zhang and Ren were born in the same quilt and died in the same hole.

So there are only eight tombs for ten coffins.

There is still some time before the burial, and this time happens to be the last moment for relatives to say goodbye.

People who have seen the death of their loved ones should be the saddest, but their tears have long since dried up and they seem very calm at the moment.

Shen, who had always been calm, seemed to realize that this was the last moment, and finally couldn't help crying.

The cry started out as a low sob, and slowly turned into an unabashed cry.

"Ajun! You said you would come back alive, you said you would grow old together with me, you said we would have a grand family, you said..."

"How could you lie to me? How could you? How could you be willing to come back with such an attitude?"

"You are so patient...how can you bear to leave me in this world...Thanks for my trust in you, I believe that you will return in triumph, take off your armor, sit down, and drink the tea that I personally hold for you."

"Ajun! You should reply to me! You should reply to me... How can you be so irresponsible? Don't keep your words?!"

"How can you……"

Xiao Chuanyi watched with red eyes, but he didn't stop his mother.

Because he knew that his mother had been suppressing her sadness.

This is the last moment of farewell. My mother will never see my father again. How can my mother endure it?

So at this time, let's put aside our identity as the hostess of the Bai family and our identity as a mother.

She is just an ordinary woman who has lost her loved one. Whether it is heartbreaking or heartbreaking, it is normal.

Bai Mingwei walked to Shen's side, and his hand, still wrapped in thick gauze, slowly handed over the handkerchief.

"Sister-in-law, wipe your tears, brother will feel sorry for you."

Mrs. Shen held the handkerchief and cried hoarsely.

She suddenly remembered that after they arranged their marriage, her husband once asked her to travel with him.

Just by the small river with green grass and willows hanging down the embankment.

She wears the white magnolia hairpin she had when they first met, and her husband wears moon-white clothes like the clear breeze and bright moon.

The sunny sky suddenly changed, and a steady spring rain began to fall from the sky.

The husband used his outer coat to protect her from the rain, and at the same time protected her to the pavilion to take shelter from the rain.

After arriving at the pavilion, she was still clean, with only her shoes and skirt stained with a little mud.

But this modest gentleman, who was as gentle as jade, had his hair wet, his clothes were also wet, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

However, despite this, the husband still handed over the still dry handkerchief and said gently: "Clean your shoes."

The gentle gesture amused her.

She smiled and asked, "Why don't you wipe yourself first?"

But the husband's cheeks turned red and he stammered: "I should protect the woman I love and keep my future wife safe from wind and rain, but I still made your shoes dirty. I'm sorry."

Beloved woman.

future wife.

She forgot how deeply moved she must have been, but she clearly remembered her husband's blushing face.

Later they got married, and their story became a legend.

The story is as beautiful as a drama, describing them as talented men and beautiful women.

The best jade in the capital, the most beautiful woman in the capital.

It's a pity that they couldn't grow old together and stay together for a lifetime like the talented man and the beautiful woman in the play. "Husband..."

Shen made a heart-rending cry.

"Husband..."

"Father……"

"My son..."

"Brother..."

The cries were as dense as rain.

The aunts cried for their husbands and sons, the sisters cried for their fathers and brothers, and the little aunt cried for her brothers and nephews.

They were all crying, tears streaming down their faces.

Even the other sisters-in-law who had already cried were infected by the crying and started crying again.

Yu Jiao cried while comforting his relatives.

"Second Aunt, you are not in good health. Don't be too sad. Take care of yourself carefully."

"Third sister-in-law, third brother likes your smile the most. Don't cry so sadly. Third brother will be upset."

"Fourth girl, go help Third Aunt..."

"..."

But even as she was being comforted, she couldn't help but burst into tears, but she couldn't even utter those comforting words.

Xiao Chuanyi pursed his lips and shed tears.

Bai Cerong also cried uncontrollably.

Only Bai Mingwei and Bai Yu stood quietly.

Despite the turbid current of grief, they still stood like a needle in the sea, directing the team to prepare for the burial in an orderly manner.

"Mingwei, if you want to cry, just cry. You don't have to hold it in."

Bai Yu said softly.

"it is good."

Bai Ming responded slightly, but his expression was still so calm.

However, this calmness is definitely not indifference, but the strength to suppress all emotions and suppress them in the bottom of my heart.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to cry for her father, uncle and brother, she wanted to cry for her second sister-in-law who took care of her meticulously but died for her in the end.

But in the end, she managed not to shed a single tear.

Because this family needs a backbone, someone who can protect these women and children from wind and rain.

Brother Qi has the responsibility and the ability.

But she was not willing to let Seventh Brother bear everything by himself.

So, like Seventh Brother, she buries her sorrow deep in her heart, and acts as the anchor of the family in an extremely reliable manner, bringing a sense of security to the people of this family.

Let the people in this family feel safe and rely on them.

After a while, the servant came to report: "Seventh Young Master, eldest lady, the time has come."

Bai Yu nodded: "Get ready for burial."

Bai Mingwei walked up to the crowd and said, "Aunts, aunts, and sisters-in-law, the time has come."

Everyone was startled and let out even more sorrowful cries.

Shen rushed towards Bai Jun's coffin and lay on the coffin crying until her heart broke: "Ajun! Ajun..."

(End of this chapter)