The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

It's like meeting an acquaintance and having to say hello.

Meng Shiliang sighed, "I didn't expect her to think so much."

"On the other hand, her conscience has been condemned. Perhaps suicide is also a relief for her."

A person like Zhang Di is also arrogant.

Even if you didn't enter the prison, you can still see it in movies and TV shows.

Not everyone can survive there.

"I don't know how to tell Yuanyuan." Meng Shiliang is now worried about Meng Yuan.

When Meng Yuan was young, he accepted Zhang Di and went to prison, and now he is going to tell him that Zhang Di is dead.

For such a small child, I don't know if he can bear such pain.

Meng Ying said: "Yuanyuan is already sensible. It is better to tell him a lot of things than to keep him secret. Sooner or later you have to learn to face things like life and death."

Meng Shiliang nodded.

Everyone knows the truth, but it is still more or less distressing to the child.

When they arrive at the funeral home, they still have to see their family members for the last time before proceeding to the next step.

Yu Min went to school to pick up Meng Yuan at Meng Shiliang's request, and Meng Yuan could feel that something was wrong at home.

When he got out of the car, his face was not very good, and when he saw the funeral home again, his little face was tense.

"Yuanyuan." Meng Shiliang waved to Meng Yuan, "You are a little man, there is something Dad must tell you. You will definitely feel uncomfortable, but you must know that this is something you will inevitably encounter in your life. Understand ?"

Meng Yuan didn't nod or shook his head, but just looked at him, "Dad, is mom dead?"

The immature child's voice has a hint of innocence, and the reddish eyes all show that he does not want to accept this fact, but he must accept it forbearance.

In a word, Yu Min's eyes were red.

Meng Shiliang took a deep breath, squatting in front of him, "Yuanyuan, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, no one can accompany you forever. Mom leaves first, but she will look at you from a distance."

"People who are dead don't know anything." Meng Yuan held back firmly, "I know, she is dead, but is gone, and will never come back."

Children's words are always straightforward.

There is no need to think about how beautiful this sentence is to be said, and there is no need to think about how to not hurt people.

Meng Ying sighed heavily and turned her head.

She felt sorry for Meng Yuan.

Life and death does not matter to her, but it is still cruel to have such a young child face life and death.

Fortunately, Meng Yuan is really sensible.

He went to see Zhang Di.

There was an enlightenment teacher who specially made a legacy for Zhang Di, wearing good-looking clothes, but it didn't look so scary.

"Mom." Meng Yuan carefully took Zhang Di's hand, tears hanging on his eyelashes, "Mom, I'm still waiting for you. How can you not want me?"

The female staff nearby turned their backs and couldn't bear to watch this scene.

They are accustomed to seeing this kind of farewell scene of life and death, but they are still moved because of such a small child.

Yu Min kept choking.

In comparison, Meng Ying seemed more ruthless.

Zhang Di was alive and she looked a little more eye-catching, and she died.

Meng Yuan held Zhang Di's hand for a long time before letting go.

Meng Shiliang pulled him into his arms, his eyes were red.

After bidding farewell, the staff pushed Zhang Di to cremation.

At that moment, Meng Yuan hugged Meng Shiliang's waist and wept depressedly.

Before long, the staff carried a box and asked Meng Shiliang to sign for it.

That little box is Zhang Di's life.

Coming out of the funeral home, a commercial vehicle stopped.

The car door opened and Zhang Tian rushed down.

In the other door, a middle-aged man and woman came down.

The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw Meng Shiliang holding the box in his hand.