He Linlin couldn't find Xiaoyuan, so he cried and threw Xiaoyuan's portrait to He Yu, saying that he was going to find his mother.

No matter how He Yu coaxed him, he just wouldn't listen and ran away immediately.

He Yu really had no choice but to chase him and hug him, letting him carry the portrait of Xiaoyuan, and continue to follow the others.

The people watching around were very moved and were talking about it.

‘It's so pitiful that such a young baby was buried holding his mother's portrait.’

‘Zhao Qianqian unfortunately fell into the river and died at a young age. Such a beautiful girl died too suddenly and unjustly.’

‘yes! Not only was she beautiful, but she was also kind-hearted and capable. It was such a pity that she died!’

"This Yang Yuanyuan is a very strong-willed girl. People call her a tofu beauty.

How many children of wealthy people crossed the threshold to pursue her, and the mayor's son tried every means to get her.

But she just refused to marry.

But I was desperately waiting for a primary school teacher who taught in Fuyuan."

‘But don't you tell me, Zhao Qianqian was lucky. Although this little baby was not her biological child, when she died, this little baby carried the portrait to her funeral.’

…….

Because the tomb of He Yu's family was far away from Yiliang Bazi, the funeral procession was sent to Xiguantang outside the city. The coffin was loaded on a carriage and pulled to the foot of the mountain before the coffin bearers were allowed to carry it up the tomb.

The mourners returned one after another.

He Yu cried bitterly and got on the carriage, holding the coffin on the side and preparing to take Xiaoyuan to the grave.

When Li Guirui saw it, she cried and climbed onto the carriage.

When Teacher Xu saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to help her into the carriage and said,"She is a great benefactor to both of us! You will give her a gift on my behalf." Give her a ride!"

Li Guirui got on the carriage and sat on the other side of He Yu without saying a word.

She threw herself tightly on the coffin and cried bitterly!

The mourners and onlookers were all moved by it.

People who know her well praise Li Guirui for not forgetting Xiaoyuan's kindness to her.

I feel envious that Mr. Xu can marry such a good wife; people who don’t understand are surprised and say:"Why are two people holding the coffin together for the funeral?

Are the husband and wife funeral together for the old man? Such a daughter-in-law is too good. Filial piety"

"Don't talk nonsense, what if they are two siblings?"

"Whether they are husband and wife or siblings, they are all good people with conscience and filial piety.!"

…….

The carriage started to move forward, and He Yu said to Li Guirui with tears in his eyes:"I'm really not satisfied that you also climbed into the carriage and went with me to see Xiaoyuan off.

The road to the tomb mountain is too difficult, so you should go back!""

"Who is Xiaoyuan? Don't you know?

No matter how difficult the road is, I will send her to the grave. I will feel relieved when I see her buried.

What a good girl, she left me so suddenly, I am heartbroken!"Li Guirui cried loudly as she spoke.

On both sides of the coffin, there were two people with tearful eyes!

The tearful people looked at the tearful people, holding the coffin together and crying bitterly.

The master who drove the carriage felt strange. He had never seen this woman before, with the little girl. If Yuan was not a relative, why did she climb on the carriage to attend the funeral?

Because it was too sad to see her, so it was hard to ask.

At the foot of the tomb

, the coffin bearers struggled to carry the coffin to the tomb.

Li Guirui was in He Yu's With help, she also climbed up the grave hill with difficulty.

Although Li Guirui was not a Feng Shui master, she stood on the hill and looked forward: There were pine trees on the grave hill, and there were high mountains on both sides of the grave hill. The grave hill faced the east and Yiliang Bazi had a panoramic view.

She secretly thought to herself Sigh:

It is really a geomantic treasure land and an excellent cemetery for talents.

So He Yu became the principal of the county agricultural middle school when he was only 23 years old. If

Xiaoyuan can be buried here, she can face the east! Look at Yiliang Bazi from a distance every day! Looking at my newly installed home from a distance!

I feel at ease. I have wanted to come to see her for a long time, so I will come as soon as possible!

It is true that the person I loved deeply left suddenly, and

I cried bitterly at the funeral of my loved ones.

The separation of joys and sorrows has never happened before.

It is so painful that my heart is almost broken.

A three-year-old child

It's really sad and pitiful to see the deceased off with a portrait.

People who are not relatives or friends also support the coffin, but they don't know that she is the matchmaker.

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