Eight in the morning.

People from the funeral service company came again, blowing and beating in the room, as well as Du Xiaoya's mobile phone, those old school friends, as well as friends from the old people's home, all got news to offer their condolence. Ni Guanghe and his wife also came early in the morning. They all gave Du Xiaoya incense and bowed.

Zhan Dong's number in the crematorium the day before was 9:30 a.m., and there was a local saying that the ashes were entering the cemetery in the afternoon, so everyone rushed to the crematorium.

Along the way, Yang Yang almost cried to death.

Ni Ziyang almost died of heartache.

Ni Guanghe and they all know that Yang Yang is pregnant. They are even more nervous. They also instruct he Shumiao to boil some tranquilizing and tranquilizing medicine for Yangyang in the Qingli garden and give her tonic.

Finally, when holding the urn, Yang Yang refused to let Yang Yang touch it. It was a bit heavy, and she was just pregnant. Although it was the ashes of her relatives, Ni Ziyang always felt a little uneasy.

When you care about a person, you will become sensitive, careful and nervous.

And Du Xiaoya's remains are given to the lamb, a picture frame, big, his two small hands fat, although it looks very young, very small, but also grasp firmly.

Xia Qingqing, their mood is not high, after all, with grandma for a long time, the feelings are not false, even Ni Guanghe's eyes are red.

Hard to leave from the crematorium, on the way, Ni Ziyang received a call from Qiao ou.

Joo said he had arrived. He arranged Luo Tianxing in the hotel and asked Ni Ziyang where the funeral was going.

Ni Ziyang confessed that they went to the cemetery again on the way, and ordered zhandong to pick up people.

As a result, when Yang Yang arrived at the cemetery, he saw Qiao ou, whom he had not seen for three years.

Joe wore a black coat, a solemn feeling, holding a bunch of imported African daisies, very beautiful, but some sad.

When he saw Yang Yang, he first stepped forward and bowed politely: "be patient and smooth!"

Yang Yang nodded and didn't speak. Seeing that he put the flowers in front of Du Xiaoya's tomb, he watched Ni Ziyang and the staff of the cemetery seal the urn firmly and stably under the ground in front of the tombstone with cement, covered his mouth and began to cry again.

Xia Qingli was so anxious that she would cry and hurt her baby.

All the way to grasp Yang Yang's hand, feel her small hand cold, but also a force to her rub. And now, Xia Qingli can only help her body, not to let the breeze blow down.

The staff sent paint and brush. Ni Ziyang personally took it and put it on the floor tiles. Then he carefully described the characters carved on the tombstone.

Outside the cemetery, Ni Zixin's car stops far away.

Ni Guanghe has already sent a text message to inform the location of Du Xiaoya's tomb, so at the moment, Ni Guangxuan and Jiaojiao can only stay in the car and wait quietly. When Yangyang is gone, they will go to the tomb of Du Xiaoya with guilt.

This matter has taken root in the hearts of Ni Guangxuan and his son. Their guilt for Yang Yang has been magnified infinitely.

After everything, Yang Yang was exhausted. When he left the cemetery, he was directly beaten and held by Ni Ziyang and carried back to the car all the way.

Qixing hotel.

At lunchtime, Joel helped Luo Tianxing down.

Luo Tianxing has a big belly, because it's twins, so her stomach is much bigger than the average pregnant woman. Along the way, Joo is always with care.

At first, he was just like Ni Ziyang. When she was walking in the yard, he would hold her in his arms. Now that she was big, he could only hold her more carefully.

He walked slowly to the private room where the young man sat.

Ni Ziyang's family of three, Ono temple, ITO, zhandong, xiaqingqing, zhannan, as well as qiao'ou and luotianxing, have a total of ten people who just sit at a table.

There are two tables outside to entertain Du Xiaoya's old friends. Ni Ziyi said to Ni Ziyang on his own initiative today: "the setting sun doesn't feel well. You have a lot of things to do. Grandma's friends, let me help you with Mumu."

Ni Ziyang smell speech is very grateful, Junlang's face across a trace of gentle: "thank you."

Many things, looking back, as long as the results are good, then no matter how rough the process, once tears will be turned into sunshine at the moment of ice release, inch inch warm.

Because we are acquaintances, so there is no scruple between the talks.

Zhannan is looking at Xia gently tightly holding zhandong's arm. His heart is sweet and bubbling, just like he fell in love with himself. During the dinner, he brought tea and drinks to Xia Qingqing, a sister-in-law in one mouthful. Zhandong was white in his eyes, and his small head, also known as xiaqingdian, was buried lower and lower, and became more and more red.

Luo Tianxing took Yang Yang's hand and looked at her: "sister Xieyang, you can't be reborn after death. When my grandfather died, I was also sad for a long time. But you are not the same now, you are pregnant, or early pregnancy, more careful is. Don't cry. We people who live still have to live a good life, don't we? "Luo Tianxing said while Yang Yang nodded.

Ni Ziyang can't help sighing that his husband, who takes care of himself, is not as good as Xiao Tianxing. If he says the same thing, Yang Yang can get angry.

Joo laid a lot of dishes on luotianxing's plate and said gently, "baby, try a little."

Luo Tianxing smiles, picks up chopsticks for a moment, and looks at the food on the plate is all based on her appetite, and the sweetness of happiness is passing under her heart.

After eating for a while, she said again, "Jiaojiao, why didn't you see Jiaojiao?"

Ni Ziyang a Leng, dry cough two: "cough, with the son Xin, son Xin will take care of her."

Luo Tianxing chased after him and said: "that son Xin, why didn't you see Zixin?"

“……” Ni Ziyang carefully looked at Yang Yang in his eyes. Seeing Yang Yang had no expression, he said: "he With his father, he didn't come. "

The voice just fell, Luo Tianxing followed by the unspeakable words and said: "the son Xin dad, why didn't you come?"

As soon as this statement was made, everyone on the dining table was sweating!

Afraid of Yang Yang angry temper!

However, Yang Yang is silent, as if he did not hear, holding a small spoon, drinking his own bowl of soup.

Luo Tianxing saw no one to answer. She laughed and took out her mobile phone and said to herself: "we have so many dishes, we can't finish. Let the waiter add three stools. I'll call Jiaojiao and ask her to call Zixin with Uncle Ni."

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