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Chapter 378 Chapter 379: I only did what I could (1 more)
While waiting for Mrs. Yan to wake up, Ye Qingxin received a call from Tai Zhengting, saying that he was going to send Ye Qingguo back. Ye Qingxin heard Ye Qingguo arguing over there to go with Tai Zhengting. Ye Qingxin was thinking about Mrs. Yan Unintentionally coaxing him because of his illness, he asked Tai Zhengting if it was convenient, and after getting an affirmative answer, he followed Ye Qingguo.

Ye Qingguo was accompanied by bodyguards, so Ye Qingxin didn't have to worry about his safety.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Yan woke up and saw Ye Qingxin beside the hospital bed. The old man's eyes lit up.

"Grandma..." Ye Qingxin opened her mouth and found that her voice was trembling violently.

Madam Yan looked at her, curled her lips and smiled, "I just dreamed about your mother, she said she misses me very much, and asked me to go find her..."

The old man's tone was calm, as if he already knew that he would die soon.

"Grandma..." Ye Qingxin felt uncomfortable, tears fell down unconsciously.

"Silly boy, don't cry. Grandma has been looking forward to this day. Grandma is finally going to see your mother. You should be happy for me."

However, this is really not a happy thing, Ye Qingxin burst into tears, she gritted her teeth, trying to restrain herself from crying.

"You're doing well now, I don't worry, and I can give your mother an explanation over there." Madam Yan looked at Jing Boyuan who was standing behind Ye Qingxin, "Ah Yuan, we will leave our heart to you , I will watch you from the sky, don't disappoint your heart."

Jing Boyuan held Ye Qingxin's shoulders with both hands, and nodded solemnly, "Don't worry."

Mrs. Yan seemed to be telling her last words, she raised the hand with the hanging needle towards Mr. Yan. Mr. Yan was 90 years old, crying like a child.

"Brother Xiao, I am very happy to meet you in this life. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely give you many, many children..."

There is only one Yan Tong in the old couple of the Yan family, and the big responsibility lies with Mrs. Yan. She was in poor health when she was young, and she couldn't conceive for a long time. Finally, she got pregnant with Yan Tong when she was in her thirties. After getting pregnant, she couldn't get pregnant again. Mr. Yan treated her well, and didn't make illegitimate children like other rich people outside.

Old Man Yan held Mrs. Yan's hand, with his forehead resting on her shoulder, and intermittent weeping overflowed from his mouth.

Mrs. Yan caressed his short gray hair, and smiled, "Look at you, you are so old, why are you still like a child, I will not be here in the future, you should eat less salty food, drink more health-preserving soup, You don't always like the medicinal smell of health-preserving soup, so don't be willful in the future."

Ye Qingxin leaned on Jing Boyuan's body, the feeling when Zhou Qiaoqiao passed away hit her heart again, as if a part of her body was suddenly missing, the pain couldn't be explained, but the pain was so real.

Jing Boyuan hugged her and gently stroked her back.

"I'll go find our daughter first, and she and I will wait for you to come over for a family reunion, but don't worry, it doesn't matter if we wait for you slowly..."

Mrs. Yan was still talking to Mr. Yan, "You can spend more time with Xinxin, and in the future, tell Tongtong and me something about Xinxin."

"Also, there is also the matter of our great-grandson. I also want to hear it, and Tongtong must also want to hear it."

"I want to eat dumplings, stuffed with corn and shrimp."

"I'll prepare it for you when I get home. You have to wait for me." Ye Qingxin wiped away her tears and said while holding the old man's hand.

Madam Yan nodded and said, "Okay."

It was almost nine o'clock at this time, Jing Boyuan drove Ye Qingxin to the supermarket to buy ingredients first, and then went home.

Ye Qingxin doesn't know how to mix dumpling stuffing, but she didn't pretend to be someone else's hands. Under Aunt Chi's guidance, she mixed the stuffing herself.

The three little ones had already fallen asleep, and Ye Qingxin quietly kneaded the dough, rolled out the dough, made dumplings, and served the dumplings without asking for any help from others.

It's crappy, and the dumplings made are ugly.

Jing Boyuan knew what she was thinking, and watched from the side without interfering.

Putting the cooked dumplings into the insulated lunch box, Ye Qingxin turned her head and asked Jing Boyuan calmly, "Do you want to bring some vinegar for grandma?"

As she spoke, she fell silent for a while.

She didn't even know whether grandma liked to dip her dumplings in vinegar or not.

Back at the hospital, it was nearly eleven o'clock at night, and Mrs. Yan was sitting on the head of the bed in good spirits, her bloodless face became flushed, and Ye Qingxin's heart sank suddenly when she saw her like this. joy.

Ye Qingxin was the only descendant of the old couple in the Yan family. Mr. Yan didn't want anyone to disturb Mrs. Yan's rest. No one from the relatives informed her. The ward was empty but not deserted.

"Grandma." Ye Qingxin suppressed the bad feeling in her heart, walked over with a smile, shook the insulated box in her hand, and said: "This is my first time making dumplings, you should eat more."

Madam Yan smiled, "Then I want to taste my granddaughter's handicraft."

Jing Boyuan helped to set up the small dining table on the hospital bed, Ye Qingxin gently put the bowl on the table, handed the chopsticks to Mrs. Yan and said, "Grandma, do you want to dip it in some vinegar?"

"No, I don't like sour ones." Mrs. Yan said that she had stuffed the dumplings into her mouth and took a bite. After chewing a few times, she rolled her eyes with a smile, "It's really good. This is the best I've ever eaten. Delicious dumplings."

What is delicious may not be the dumplings themselves, but Ye Qingxin's filial piety.

Ye Qingxin poured a glass of water for the old man, "If you like it, it's fine for me to pack it for you every day from now on."

Mrs. Yan seems to have a good appetite. After eating all the dumplings and drinking a glass of water, she let out a sigh, "I'm a little sleepy, it's getting late, isn't it? You all go back to sleep."

Ye Qingxin cleaned up the table, and Mrs. Yan helped Mrs. Yan to lie down.

"Go back and rest with A Yuan, you have to go to work tomorrow." Mrs. Yan said.

"Go to sleep, don't worry about us." Ye Qingxin helped the old man tuck the quilt.

Mrs. Yan still had a needle in her hand. Her condition was serious, and the pain became more painful at the end. Dr. Hu prescribed her a medicine with excellent analgesic effect, which caused much less harm to the body than ordinary painkillers. Also quite enough to see.

Mrs. Yan closed her eyes, and soon, her breathing became even, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she had dreamed of something happy.

Ye Qingxin sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked at her, without blinking her eyes, as if she would disappear if she was not paying attention.

The ward was extremely quiet. The nurse came for a routine checkup, and Dr. Hu also came later.

I don't know how long it has passed, Jing Boyuan raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was past twelve o'clock at night.

He got up and went into the lounge, took out a thin quilt and spread it on the sofa, walked over to Ye Qingxin and Mr. Yan and said, "Grandpa is going to rest in the lounge, and Xinxin will also sleep on the sofa for a while, I will stay here."

Ye Qingxin shook her head, "I want to stay here with grandma." After a pause, she raised her head and said to Mr. Yan, "Grandpa, go to sleep for a while. You are old and your body can't stand staying up all night."

Mr. Yan held Mrs. Yan's hand, as if he didn't hear what the two said, he didn't move.

The two persuaded for a while, but Mr. Yan was still indifferent, and the two did not persuade anymore.

Everyone knows how Madam Yan's situation is.

I don't know how much time passed, Ye Qingxin gradually couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep lying beside Mrs. Yan.

She had a dream.

In the dream, in the courtyard of the Yan family’s old house, on the lawn full of small flowers, she stumbled and ran on the lawn, and suddenly fell down, it was very painful, she didn’t know why, she opened her mouth involuntarily and cried, did she cry? After a few sounds, a young woman who looked familiar came over and picked her up from the ground.

"We are very brave at heart, we are not afraid of pain, and we don't cry..." The noble and elegant woman coaxed her with an unusually gentle and kind voice.

Ye Qingxin was in a daze, staring at the young and energetic woman with black hair for a long time before she recognized that it was grandma.

"Grandma..." Ye Qingxin said in a childish voice.

"Hey, our Xinxin finally learned to call grandma, Xinxin is good, let's call grandma again..."

"Mom! Mom!" In the distance, a strange female voice came over loudly, "Mom, come here!"

Ye Qingxin looked over in search of the sound, and vaguely saw two people standing at the gate of the villa. The two people were surrounded by clouds and mist, and they could only vaguely see their figures.

The young Mrs. Yan put Ye Qingxin down, patted her on the top of the head, and gently told her: "Grandma has something to leave, so be good when Xinxin is at home."

Ye Qingxin felt flustered, and wanted to grab Mrs. Yan's trouser legs, "Grandma, don't go!"

"Grandma, don't go!" Ye Qingxin woke up suddenly.

She didn't know when she fell asleep on the sofa, the quilt slipped off her body, the sky outside the window was blue, and there were several doctors and nurses in white coats standing in the ward.

"Shuzhen..." Old Man Yan held Mrs. Yan's hand, his lips trembled when he spoke, and his voice was full of pain.

Ye Qingxin sat on the sofa in a daze, not knowing how to react for a while, her heart was empty and her mind went blank.

"The old lady passed away very peacefully and did not suffer any pain. It is very rare for her to be able to pass away in such a physical condition. The deceased has passed away, and my condolences have changed..." Dr. Hu's voice was very soft.

Jing Boyuan came over, hugged Ye Qingxin into his arms, held the phone in his right hand, and arranged the old man's affairs one by one.

Listening to his deep and steady voice, Ye Qingxin's tears rolled down silently.

Mrs. Yan's remains were serene, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she walked very peacefully.

It is also a blessing to leave without regret.

The related procedures of the Yan family were completed quickly, and the old man was taken back to the old house of the Yan family. The mourning hall in the old house has been properly arranged, and the relatives of the Yan family are basically present.

From Mrs. Yan's death to now, Ye Qingxin and Mr. Yan are in a state of being unable to think. Everything is arranged by Jing Boyuan. Looking at everything in the courtyard, Ye Qingxin stands in the sun, Feel the cold body become warm.

Ye Qingxin felt in a trance that she had returned to the small courtyard in T City, as comforting words like "Sorrow and Change" kept ringing in her ears.

"Xinxin." Dou Weier and Jing Suosuo came over together, standing beside Ye Qingxin.

"Xinxin..." Dou Weier didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only hold her hand.

Ye Qingxin's eyes were hot, she rolled her eyes to look at Dou Weier, her voice was a little hoarse: "Why are you here?"

Dou Wei'er didn't hide anything, "I received a call from your husband, saying that your grandma is gone, and asked me to come over to accompany you, and even sent a car to pick me up."

She raised her hand to wipe Ye Qingxin's tears from the corners of her eyes, "You have a husband who loves you so much, your grandma must be very relieved to leave."

"Brother told me that too." Jing Suosuo said: "I went to see Grandma Yan just now, she had a smile on her lips, Xinxin, you should be happy for her, but not everyone can walk peacefully like her .”

Yes, not everyone can walk peacefully. Thinking about how Zhou Qiaoqiao passed away so suddenly two years ago, there must be many regrets.

Ye Qingxin pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Jing Boyuan was busy back and forth, there were many things that could be entrusted to others, but he did it himself, if they didn't know that he was the grandson-in-law of the deceased, others might think that he was the biological son of the deceased.

From time to time, Ye Qingxin heard people discussing that it was rare for Jing Boyuan to do such a thing, that Mrs. Yan was blessed, and that she was lucky.

Some people say that to see how a man is, don't look at his normal life, but how he treats and handles problems at critical moments.

Occasionally seeing the back of Jing Boyuan walking while talking on the phone, just looking at it, Ye Qingxin felt extraordinarily at ease.

In the evening, Song Xianyu and Ji Linyuan came over. Jing Boyuan was answering a phone call at work. When he looked up and saw Ji Linyuan's car, he hung up the phone after explaining a few words, and then talked to Ji Linyuan and Song Xianyu.

"Why did you come here?"

It is a custom in the capital that after a person dies, a mourning hall is set up, and relatives and friends are only accepted to express their condolences the next day.

"Song Song learned that Grandma Yan passed away, and wanted to come over to see your wife." Ji Linyuan took Song Xianyu's hand.

Jing Boyuan raised his chin and pointed to the courtyard, "She is inside, my sister-in-law went to comfort her."

Song Xianyu nodded solemnly, broke away from Ji Linyuan's hand, and walked towards Ye Qingxin's direction.

Ji Linyuan's deep gaze followed Song Xianyu, seeing her talking to Ye Qingxin, he turned his gaze away, "I'm going to work hard for you these few days."

Jing Boyuan put one hand in his pocket and held the phone in the other, "I only did what I could."

Ji Linyuan raised his hand and patted Jing Boyuan's shoulder.

"...Grandma Yan definitely doesn't want to see you so sad." Song Xianyu said all the comforting words he could think of.

Only in this case, any consolation will not have much effect.

Ye Qingxin smiled at her, and looked at her swollen belly, "Thank you for coming to see me, my belly is so big, let's go back and rest earlier."

Song Xianyu heard that Ye Qingxin was already at this time, and she was still thinking of others, and felt pity in her heart. She held Ye Qingxin's hand and said, "Pay more attention to your body."

"I will." Ye Qingxin smiled quietly.

"Sister-in-law, fourth cousin, go back quickly. Grandma said that you have had a hard time conceiving this child, and fourth cousin will feel distressed later." Jing Suosuo said beside her.

Because of Song Xianyu's health, Ji Nianyu had a lot of hardships when she gave birth to Ji Nianyu, but it was still the same when she gave birth to a second child.

She knew her body well and didn't try to be brave, and said: "Then I'll go back first, take care of yourself, Xinxin." She said another word of comfort.

Ye Qing nodded.

Seeing Song Xianyu turn around and walk back, Ji Linyuan, who was talking to someone, hurriedly left a sentence of "excuse me", and then walked forward.

"Are you tired?" he asked.

Song Xianyu shook his head, "I haven't walked a few steps, so I'm not tired."

The two walked to the door and met Jing Xianxian head-on. Jing Xianxian was ordered by Mrs. Jing to comfort Ye Qingxin, but he did not expect to encounter such a harmonious scene.

His eyes swept over Song Xianyu's swollen belly, and his heart ached.

After so many years, Jing Xianxian still can't let go of it completely.

She suppressed the turbulent waves in her heart, and raised a calm smile, "Fourth brother, fourth sister-in-law, have you gone back?"

Song Xianyu nodded with a smile, and Ji Linyuan said, "Well, go back."

"Is the fourth sister-in-law going to give birth soon? Congratulations."

"Thank you."

The alienated and polite words made Jing Xianxian's smile fade a bit, and he moved aside to let the two pass by.

Staring at the beautiful picture of Ji Linyuan embracing Song Xianyu's clumsy body, Jing Xianxian somehow remembered Ji Linyuan's rejection of himself a long time ago, "You are still young, we are not suitable."

Jing Xianxian is 11 years younger than Ji Linyuan, the age difference is indeed too big, she believed it to be true.

It wasn't until he was with Song Xianyu, a girl 15 years younger than him, that she suddenly understood that there was no right or wrong, only love or not.

"Second Sister, what are you in a daze for?" Jing Suosuo's voice pulled back Jing Xianxian's thoughts.

Jing Xian returned to his senses and said, "It's nothing." Turning around, he didn't see Ye Qingxin, and asked again, "Where's Xinxin?"

"She's gone to the toilet." Jing Suosuo tilted his head and looked at Jing Xianxian, "You haven't forgotten your fourth cousin, have you? I see you talked to them, and you just stood here in a daze."

"What nonsense!" Jing Xianxian squeezed Jing Suosuo's fleshy cheeks with both hands, "Your second sister and I are going to get married now, so I don't have the time to think about irrelevant people."

"Oh! It hurts!" Jing Suosuo grinned from being pinched, "Let go, it hurts!"

After arguing for a while, Ye Qingxin appeared in Jing Xianxian's field of vision, "I won't quarrel with you anymore, I have business to do."

Jing Suosuo rubbed her cheeks and stared angrily at Jing Xianxian's back. For some reason, many people liked to pinch her face.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and she took out the mobile phone with a lingering anger, but when she saw the number on the mobile phone screen, she immediately smiled like a flower.

Answering the call, the voice unconsciously became cute, "Brother Cheng..."

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