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Chapter 6 chapter006: People send seven miles, lingering fragrance
So Qin Muyang found the remaining few sedatives from Pei Baoer's pocket, and his expression changed drastically on the spot.After settling Pei Bao'er, she put aside the work she was doing, drove to Pei's family doctor's house, and had a long talk with him.

After the family doctor of Pei's family finally gave Pei Bao'er a physical examination, he offered to resign.Pei Bao'er was dealing with extreme grief, but she didn't have the strength to deal with these things. Finally, Qin Muyang agreed on her behalf, and after paying three months' service fees for Pei Bao'er, the family doctor completely left Pei's house.

Because Pei Baoer was in such a bad state that he would be hysterical at any time after witnessing the scene of his father's cremation, so Qin Muyang asked his mother to take care of Pei Baoer personally.

Pei Baoer did not continue to participate in the funeral process of the Pei couple until the ashes went up the mountain. Cheng Lihua didn't want Baoer to leave regrets in the future, so after feeling that her mood was a little more stable, she and Xiaoqing accompanied her to the cemetery.

*
In Nuo Da's cemetery, it was quiet and solemn.

The small white flowers of Qilixiang fluttered in the wind, one by one, fluttering with the wind, falling on the body of the passer-by, on the green grass, and on the marble tombstone.

I don’t know where the music seems to be there, and in this calming music, there is a sound, a sentence that looks like scriptures, and poetry, against the verdant green and light white eyes, Dreamlike, quiet and peaceful.

Slowly walking into the cemetery, which was so quiet that people only felt calm, but not sad, Pei Bao'er's sad, self-restraining, collapsed and suppressed emotions were miraculously healed.

No matter why parents want to leave, no matter how hard it is for them to face the world alone in the future, if they have to leave, if they can reach such a quiet and beautiful place, as a daughter, she should send them off. Should wish they were in another world...

farewell.

*
"Muyang, let her go in by herself." Seeing that Qin Muyang was about to go up and hold Pei Baoer, Cheng Lihua stopped him immediately.

"Mom, why did you let her come? On this occasion..." Qin Muyang frowned and looked at Pei Bao'er. When he felt that she was calmer than usual, he felt relieved, and then turned to ask his mother.

"If your father and I have something to do, will you come to this occasion?" Cheng Lihua turned to look at her son, her words were sharp, but her eyes were gentle and gentle. It can be seen that there was no intention of being aggressive or educational, she just told her son Give your opinion.

"I know, otherwise she wouldn't have been allowed to participate in all the links a while ago. But she really..." Of course Qin Muyang understood what his mother meant—it would be the greatest regret for his children if he couldn't come to see his parents off for the last time.

This regret may be lifelong.

"The funeral was well arranged, sad but not hurtful, quiet and peaceful." Cheng Lihua said softly.

"Mom, I was unscrupulous in my words that day. I'm sorry." Qin Muyang couldn't help being shocked when he heard what his mother said. He put his arms around his mother's shoulders and apologized for his unscrupulous words when arguing with his father.

"Mom knows how you feel, and you're telling the truth. There's no need to apologize." Cheng Lihua looked up at her son, smiled slightly, turned her head slightly, and leaned gently on his shoulder:
"Mu Yang, time is really fast. I have grown so tall before I knew it, and I can handle so many things by myself. Mom and Dad are getting old."

"Mom is not old at all." Qin Muyang patted his mother's shoulder lightly and said gently.

"Look at Bao'er's parents. They didn't suffer from any illness or disaster. They just passed away so suddenly. This life is unpredictable and doesn't know good or bad. Who knows what will happen tomorrow or the next moment..."

Cheng Lihua sighed lowly, looked up at her son, and said earnestly: "Mu Yang, your father is not young anymore, he has a bad temper and is stubborn. But after so many years, neither you nor I can Change him. So what's the use of blaming and arguing?"

"So don't blame him and make him less angry, okay?"

"Mom, my father and he..." Looking up and seeing his father slowly walking over with a black umbrella, Qin Muyang couldn't continue.

The white seven lixiang petals swirled and fell on the top of the black umbrella, which made my father, who had been stubborn and unreasonable these days, look a little more depressed.

As my mother said, my father was old.

Although the older you get, the more stubborn and unreasonable you become, but isn't this just the law of life—all old people will insist that they are right and that they are for the good of their children.

Although……

In this matter, my father is really too much; but he also has time to compromise: just like today's funeral, there is no mourning band, only a peaceful choir; there is no flashy excitement, only a few relatives and friends. , Come and leave; there are no fireworks and incense candles all over the floor, only the fragrance of Qili flowers in the sky that lasts for a long time, just like the love of Pei's couple for their daughter, which will never disappear, and it is also what he wants to say to Bao'er:
People send seven miles away, lingering fragrance lingers, everyone is safe.

This kind of funeral is the biggest concession my father has made to the whole thing.

*
"Mom, let's go there." Qin Muyang felt sad deep in his heart.

"Your father will be happy to see you like this." Cheng Lihua nodded slightly, feeling some comfort.

Qin Muyang put the big umbrella in his hand on top of his mother's head, and slowly walked towards his father with his arms around his mother's shoulders.After the three of them stood face to face, the father and son looked at each other, but neither spoke.

"Let's go and say goodbye to Mrs. Pei." Cheng Lihua coughed lightly and said in a low voice.

"En." Qin Zhengnan stretched out his hand to take Cheng Lihua's hand, threw the big umbrella in his hand behind her head, led her away from his son, and walked forward slowly.

The white petals that were originally covered on the big umbrella slid down with the angle of inclination, forming a flower curtain behind them...

Qin Muyang's heart warmed up, listening to the singing beside his ears, at this moment, the puzzlement and complaints towards his father were scattered like the falling petals, leaving only the lingering rhyme.

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Standing in front of her parents' tomb, Bao'er Pei looked at her parents' vivid smiling faces on the tombstone, with a gentle smile on her lips: "Dad, Mom, don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Bao'er." Qin Muyang stepped forward slowly, and gently lifted the big umbrella over her head.

Pei Bao'er bowed deeply to her father's tombstone three times, then turned around slowly, her bloodshot eyes looked calm at this moment.

"Muyang, thank you. My parents would like to walk so quietly. I would also like..." Pei Bao'er's eyes turned red at this point, but there was a shallow but quiet smile on the corner of her mouth: "They will like you too of."

"Bao'er..." Qin Muyang's thoughts froze, but his eyes lit up.

And the Qin couple standing beside them also looked at each other with surprise and surprise in their eyes...

　1. In fact, there are several options for the cemetery area. One is a small grid where only the ashes are placed, just like the centralized ashes storage place in Hong Kong; One is a luxurious cemetery, which means that there are only five or six tombs in a cemetery, each of which covers an area of ​​about three or four square meters, and has its own small area around it; the most luxurious one is the independent tomb chosen by Bao'er for her parents. The garden covers an area of ​​about 1 square meters and has artificial lawn, which can be taken care of freely.

　　2. The funeral is Western-style. Everyone comes and leaves after mourning. There is no arrangement for banquets or grave crying.

　　3. The flowers of Qilixiang were selected by Qin Muyang, and they were scattered by aerial photography planes. When they saw it, they thought it was fake.
　　
　
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