Chapter 252
The next morning, Mrs. Tang was found not breathing. He was sleeping peacefully, without any signs of pain. He really passed away at the age of 99 years and nine months.

The Tang family is happy and mourning.

Comply with the will, keep the loss simple, even so, there are endless guests who come to mourn after getting the news. The Tang family temporarily built a mourning hall on the side of the old house courtyard. Tang Xiao and Ye Fusang both asked for leave. A white cloth was also wrapped around his small forehead, and he kept crying because he was uncomfortable, which was appropriate for the occasion.

Tang Zou is the saddest person in the Tang family. He has been hugged by the old lady Tang since he was a child. At that time, the old lady Tang's body was still strong, and he was not as fat as Tang Rourou when he was a child, so the old lady Tang hugged him. It was very easy, Tang Zou had been kneeling in the mourning hall, with red eyes, lowered his head and kept throwing paper money into the brazier, no one could persuade him.

Ding Susu was in a hurry and only shed tears: "Ah-Zi, is this too much stimulation? He hasn't closed his eyes or eaten all day and night."

Tang Xiao wiped away his tears and continued to throw papers into the brazier. He used to act like a spoiled child to Mr. Tang only when he needed it. He usually went out to play with others by himself. Even if Mrs. Tang said he missed him, he would no feelings.He always thought that he could live for a long time, and that old man Tang would be there when he was old, but now the reality gave him a blow. Old man Tang was not an immortal god, so he finally went.

Tang Xiao regretted why he didn't look at his ancestor more, why he said he missed him, and he ran outside to play, and he didn't even let him take a look. The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, tears fell down.

Ding Susu went to beg him but he didn't stand up, Tang Juan also went to talk to him, Tang Zou only said to him in a calm voice: "Dad, let me kneel for a while, or I will be restless for the rest of my life, old ancestor He was so kind to me, but I was so unfilial that I didn't seriously sit down and talk to him for 10 minutes..."

Don Juan sighed and stood up. The other elderly people in the family were very sad. Some of them just lay on the bed and couldn’t get up. The old ancestor had always been the backbone of the family. The backbone left suddenly, and the elderly seemed to have lost all of a sudden. pillar.After all, they are all young people, how can they hold on no matter how sad they are like young people.

Ye Fusang was only responsible for hugging Rourou and calming his emotions. The child seemed to be very sensitive to the external environment. Ever since the old Mrs. Tang left, he had been moaning and holding Ye Fusang without letting go. Tang Juan knew that Don't let Tang Rourou get close to the mourning hall in the future, after all, it's a place for the dead, so it's always bad to let such a young child get close.

Ye Fusang gave the child to his aunt to hold, and went down to find Tang Xiao by himself. Ding Susu cried to her twice, knowing that he couldn't deal with Tang Xiao, so he could only come to her.

Ye Fusang watched Tang Xiao kneeling in front of the coffin from a distance, tears streaming down little by little, he was really sad at first sight, the little gang of five stood beside him, walked over one by one, stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, He said in a low voice, "Sorrow and change", and then walked by one after another. Tang Zou was still kneeling in the same position. The brazier in front of him was removed, so he just knelt and did not move.

She walked over slowly, knelt down beside him, and reached out to hold his hand, "Tang Zou, if you are like this, my ancestor Quanxia Youzhi must be very sad. He likes you so much and loves you so much that he doesn't want to see you get hurt a little bit. Doesn't your current behavior make him feel sorry for you even more, can't you walk the Huangquan Road?"

The tears that Tang Xiao had put away just now began to fall because of her words. He choked up and took a breath before saying, "I feel bad... Sang Sang, I feel bad... How could the ancestor just leave like this? How could he just leave like this He's gone, he can obviously live to be two hundred years old... He promised me to live two hundred years ago..."

Tang Zou's hand was cold, and Ye Fusang did not let go of it, but said, "Tang Zou, how can anyone live to be two hundred years old? The ancestor walked away so peacefully, you should be happy. Look, the ancestor After leaving, the other elders in the family have fallen down. Shouldn't you take on the responsibility of being a man in the family to comfort other elders? How do you grow up like this? How can you reassure your ancestors? You promised him, have you forgotten? "

Tang Zou cried even harder, "I haven't forgotten, I'm just sad...I'm sad in my heart."

After he cried unscrupulously, he became much calmer, and then stood up by himself. After kneeling for a long time, he almost couldn't stand on his legs. Ye Fusang helped him to sit on the side, "You go slowly."

Afterwards, Tang Zou was much quieter, standing at the door together with Tang Juan, welcoming those who came to offer their condolences. There were many friends in the Tang family, and many of them came from other places just to send the old man Tang to his last funeral. Procedure.

Ye Fusang stood on the third floor with Tang Rourou in his arms, and did not go downstairs again. The Tang family's funeral was held for three days, and after three days, it gradually calmed down. Tang Rourou's mood gradually stabilized, and there was no more moaning for no reason.

It seems that overnight, because of the death of the old lady Tang, Tang Zou calmed down a lot. I can't say whether he was calm. In short, he did speak a lot less.

After the funeral, they returned to their respective lives and work.

The business of the Tang family was not greatly affected by the death of the old man Tang, but the people who had a good relationship with the old man Tang began to contact Tang Juan frequently, and because of the death of the old man Tang, Grandpa Tang Xiao also kept in touch. And quit the company, and began to take care of his body with peace of mind.

Because the funeral of the Tang family is well known, the black gauze that Tang Xiao wore around his arm when he went to the company made people imagine infinitely, but because of his expression, no one dared to ask a question, and only guessed Tang Xiao's true identity, and in the end there was A colleague with great powers conveyed a photo to everyone, a row of wreaths on the photo, and one of the wreaths was signed by the great-great-grandson Tang Xiao.

He was still going up the wheel step by step, and there was something on his mind. He would always think of what Old Master Tang had said to him, and he would always remind himself to be cautious in his words and deeds.The agency company he registered has recently become more formal, and apart from his pitiful salary, he has finally started to receive extra money.

Ye Fusang did his job with peace of mind, Tang Rourou drank milk happily every day, and grew fast.

The days were as dull as ever.

Ye Fusang gradually forgot about the mysterious phone call without any words because of the passing of the old Mrs. Tang. He will choose to forget everything, and only have this chubby, white and tender little guy in his eyes.

The Tang family is still the Tang family without the old Mr. Tang. If it collapses for a long time because of the loss of one person, it will be the failure of the old Mr. Tang.

The company's routine quarterly gathering is scheduled tonight. Ye Fusang sent a text message to Tang Xiao, saying that he would be back later that night. Tang Xiao called back: "Sang Sang, do you want me to pick you up at night?"

(End of this chapter)

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