Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 250
When Lan Song returned to the hotel, his eyes were red and swollen, which made Song Yichen very distressed.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature."

"I know, but I just can't bear it." Lying in Song Yichen's arms, Lan Song looked even more delicate, "Grandma treats me very well, and will keep everything for me, whatever I eat and use."

"Understood. Are you going back tomorrow?" Song Yichen didn't know whether Lan Song would stay or not, but he had to go to Q City tomorrow and had to go to work on Monday.

"go back."

Lan Song's answer surprised him, and then he heard her say, "There is always a moment when people are different. I said goodbye to grandma today, and I have no regrets."

"It's good to have no regrets, go to sleep, I've been tired all day."

It was [-]:[-] in the evening when Chen Jiaming received a call saying that grandma had left.I knew that the old man's time was numbered, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.At that moment, Lan Song was not too surprised, but felt that it was a relief from all fear and reluctance.

"Want to see it?"

"I'm not going." Lan Song was rarely calm, "I'm not from the Chen family, I belong to your old Song family now. Go to sleep, and go to worship at dawn."

Lan Song grabbed Song Yichen's skirt and wept silently.

God treated her kindly and gave her a Song Yichen, otherwise, she would be the only one facing the old man's departure, how desolate and helpless her life would be.

Said it was sleep, Lan Song didn't feel sleepy, he didn't sleep for a while in Song Yichen's arms until dawn.

Lan Song woke up by jumping up. The moment the whole figure was about to fall into the abyss, his body twitched and he woke up.

The next moment Lan Song was hugged tightly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Song Yichen's voice had a kind of magical power, which calmed her restlessness, "Well, I dreamed that I fell off a cliff."

"Why such a strange dream?"

"I don't know, I've had such a dream before." Lan Song lay down, the light illuminated the whole space through the heavy curtains, "Yichen, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

"I don't really believe it." Song Yichen only knew that he had to work hard to live in this world, and what his mother said, he had to be kind and repay kindness.He can have a stable life today, thanks to his hard work step by step.

"Does that have a soul?"

"I think should not be."

Lan Song didn't give up, "Where did that person go after he died?"

"Where else can I go? When people die, they are gone."

Song Yichen said that Lan Song was very desperate, but he couldn't bear her suffering too much, so he changed his words, "So people should cherish while they are alive, cherish every day."

I have to say that Song Yichen is not a romantic person, but he is definitely a pragmatic person.But sometimes this kind of pragmatic thinking is more reliable and practical than romance.

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. Lan Song was so stunned that she kept obsessing over the words "cherish every day". She thought Song Yichen was right.

After packing up his things, he checked out of the room after nine o'clock, and left his luggage at the front desk of the hotel. Lan Song came to the ancestral hall in Chendang Village.

Lan Song has known this ancestral hall since he was sensible, but now it looks dilapidated, with large pieces of white lime on the wall peeling off, revealing the intertwined bamboo strips and soil inside.But the ancestral hall is the spiritual support of the villagers. All weddings and ceremonies in the village are held here, weddings are worshiped here, and mourning halls are also located here.

Lan Song came here to play when she was a child, and she had seen other people's homes handle funerals at that time.The family members of the deceased wore sackcloth and filial piety, and a group of Taoist priests performed ritual rituals.At that time, she was young and ignorant, she only cared about having fun, but she didn't expect that when she was really standing here, she would feel so depressed and couldn't relieve herself.

The ancestral hall has two entrances, the front is dedicated to the local protection god, and the second half is where the mourning hall is set up.There is an open space five or six meters away in the middle.

Lan Song stepped over the long threshold that was higher than his knees, and stood in the front hall, looking at the dark back hall with tears in his eyes.

Lan Song saw a large round dustpan from a distance, and she knew that behind the dustpan was an ice coffin, and the old man was lying in that ice coffin now.

Chen Jiaming went home to get his things, and when he walked to the intersection of the ancestral hall, he saw a tall and handsome young man.I don't know if it's because of the other person's appearance or because he is Lan Song's husband, Chen Jiaming is deeply impressed by a stranger who has only met once.

"You are Song Yichen, right?"

Song Yichen was taken aback for a moment, then politely replied, "Yes."

After knowing each other's existence for several years, this is the first time that the two have talked face-to-face seriously.

"Thank you for coming to see my grandma for the last time." Chen Jiaming said "my grandma", and Song Yichen could hear that he wanted to put Lan Song in the right place, and wanted to clear the relationship between Lan Song and the Chen family.

But Chen Jiaming didn't know that the more he protected Lan Song, the worse it would be for Lan Song.

"Lan Song told me that when she was in the Chen family, grandma was the one who protected her the most. Now that grandma is gone, Lan Song should come to see her off for the last time."

Compared to Chen Jiaming's Xiao Jiujiu, Song Yichen appeared to be more upright.He is obviously a few years older than Song Yichen, but his speech is not as mature and steady as Song Yichen.

"I used to treat her badly, you have to treat her well."

"I will." Song Yichen said frankly.

"Lan Song is inside?" Otherwise, Song Yichen wouldn't be waiting here alone.

"Ah."

"If you don't mind, let's go in together."

Song Yichen didn't shy away from this, he thought he should say goodbye to this kind old man.

The two met Lan Song in the front hall, and when he saw Lan Song with red and swollen eyes, Chen Jiaming knew it clearly, and sighed, "Let's go, worship grandma with me."

"But..." Lan Song wanted to leave, she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

"With me here, let's see who dares to say a word." Chen Jiaming is the eldest son and grandson, and his status is very high.

The back hall was a mess, and two large round tables were set up in the open space, and the women of the clan chatted about family affairs while making paper money.The men were discussing ritual matters with Teacher Li Deng, or they were smoking cigarettes and talking about business matters.

Everyone has already left, those who should be sad are already sad, and those who should be sad are also sad, life should be how to live, just like funerals, you can do whatever you want, and you can’t go wrong if you follow the custom .

Is it because the time spent in Chendang Village, Town C is too long, or is the heart numb?

When the three arrived at the back hall, they still attracted everyone's attention.

"See, that young man is so handsome." It was a young woman's outspoken voice.

When Chen Jiaming and Lan Song appeared together, Lin Xiaoxiao stopped making paper money, and then watched them walk to the front of the hall together.

Lan Song was on the left, and the young man was on the right. They both knelt down in front of the old man's portrait.

"Grandma, I'm leaving." Lan Song choked up, put his hands on the ground, and solemnly kowtowed.

Song Yichen followed suit and kowtowed.

The next two kowtows and the third kowtows were completed simultaneously by the two.

There is only one situation where a man and a woman kneel and kowtow at the same time, and that is a couple.

Lin Xiaoxiao remembered what Chen Jiaming said last night that Lan Song was married, and her husband accompanied her here.There is no objection, the man next to her is her husband.

I am very lucky to find someone who is much more handsome than Chen Jiaming.

Lan Song is a simple person, in this dignified mourning hall, she can't think of more things.She was planning to leave after kowtowing, but unexpectedly walked towards the corner of the back hall.

Passing through the altar, walking to the dustpan, and staggering two steps, Lan Song saw the old man lying in the ice coffin.

In an instant, Lan Song's emotions collapsed, and the whole person was attached to the ice coffin and began to cry loudly.At three o'clock in the morning, when he heard the news of the old man's death, tears began to accumulate. Now, seeing the old man's body, Lan Song couldn't control himself anymore.

This is a human tragedy.

This is the greatest tragedy as a human being.

The heart-piercing sound passed through the dark mourning hall, as if choking someone's throat.

The soft-hearted people couldn't help but shed tears when they heard the words.

(End of this chapter)