Being A Shrew to My Ex-Husband After Our Divorce

The old lady Tang left, just in front of Yunsu, with one hand touching Yunsu's face, and the other hand on Yunsu's back.

Yunsu squatted there for an unknown time until Wu Qili reached out and helped her: "Child, get up, your grandmother is gone."

She just moved, but her legs were numb, and her eyes were red when she raised her head.

She has been with Mrs. Tang for the past two days. Family affection is very strange. The Tang family has been looking for them for more than 30 years. Mrs. Tang hangs her last breath just to wait for her mother.

Although Yunsu had not had any contact with the Tang family for the past twenty-seven years, his heart still felt a little sour.

A passing nurse found out that Mrs. Tang had passed away, only to see Yunsu lying on her lap. The scene was inexplicably beautiful and loving. She couldn't bear to disturb her, so she silently informed the Tang family.

These days, Yunsu has been accompanying Mrs. Tang in the hospital. Wu Qili came here at noon and in the evening. Mr. Tang never came again except that day.

He probably also knew that Mrs. Tang was going to close her eyes.

When his wife, who had accompanied him for more than 50 years and 60 years, left, it was difficult for Mr. Tang, who was strong in Gan Yi, to watch with his own eyes.

When Wu Qili received a call from the hospital, she informed her husband and son that the Tang family arrived at almost the same time.

Wu Qili and Mr. Tang arrived first, standing in the corridor from a distance and watching Yunsu lying on top of the old lady, she couldn't help crying on the spot.

Rao was such a lonely man like Tang Lu, and when he saw this scene in a hurry, the end of his eyes flushed slightly.

Several people restrained their emotions at the end of the aisle before they dared to come over and call Yunsu.

Yun Su glanced at Tang Guozhong and the others, "Grandma said something when she left, but I can't hear it clearly."

Wu Qili smiled with red eyes: "It's okay, your grandmother might just praise you."

What a smart child, only two days later, the old lady wanted to hug her before she left, and she knew it.

Yunsu nodded and wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Tang Qian pushed Mrs. Tang back to the ward. There were not many direct relatives in the Tang family. Mr. Tang also had a younger brother, but he left a few years ago. Other times it's lukewarm.

The matter of Mrs. Tang's death is naturally to inform them to send them. Although it was raining heavily in D city at the end of March, it was still possible to stop the spirits for a few days, but Mr. Tang did not want to stop the spirits: "She has been surviving for so long. , Now that she is finally gone, I must have no regrets, so Ling will stop, contact the funeral home, and it will be cremated today, so let her go to the ground for safety."

The tomb has been prepared for a long time. It is a good piece of land. The next door is reserved for Mr. Tang.

The two couples have gone through ups and downs all their lives. Mr. Tang is not good at words, but he really loves and respects his wife.

Tang Qian and Tang Lu naturally listened to the old man Tang, and the two father and son tacitly went to contact relatives of the Tang family for the funeral.

The funeral home's car arrived just after three o'clock, and all the collateral relatives of the Tang family were there.

Everyone knew about Mrs. Tang's serious illness, but they didn't know about Yunsu.

Master Tang's second nephew's wife was very sharp-eyed. She brought her two daughters in and saw Yunsu at a glance. The mother and daughter were all curious about who Yunsu was, but today's occasion was special, and they were a little rational, so Did not ask for exit.

It's just that along the way, several scrutinizing sights were directed towards Yun Su.

Yunsu noticed it, but she was in no mood to deal with it.

She followed Tang Lu into the car. Outside the window was the funeral home's car, and Mrs. Tang had already been loaded inside.

For more than 40 minutes of cremation, Yunsu and Tanglu were all silent, while the juniors were chatting, and half of the topics were related to Yunsu.

The ashes were packed in a box. According to the traditional practice of holding spirits, they were the eldest son and the eldest grandson, but Mr. Tang said to Tang Qian: "Your mother is walking in front of Yunsu. Although she can't speak these days, I believe you are too. I know, she likes Yunsu very much, let Yunsu take her off for this last ride."

Tang Qian naturally had no objection, someone from the juniors muttered something, Tang Lu glanced at it lightly, and Tang Siyi closed her mouth embarrassingly, not daring to speak again.

This is the third time Yunsu has held the ashes. When her parents died, she was the one who carried the two ashes and followed the funeral car to the cemetery for burial.

No one from the Su family came, and only Lin Jingcheng and Qiao Yu accompanied her throughout the process.

Now she is holding the ashes again, a person who weighed hundreds of pounds before her death, but now only a pound of ashes are left.

Life is so heavy and so light.

When the group came out of the cemetery, it was already dark.

Mr. Tang was in poor health and suffered from rheumatism on a rainy day. After standing there for more than an hour, Yunsu and Tang Lu persuaded him to go back.

People from the Tang family also left, and she and Tang Lu were left in the cemetery.

Yun Su has been accompanying old lady Tang for the past few days, while listening to old lady Tang's deeds from Wu Qili. She not only lamented that fate had fooled people, but also regretted that she hadn't discovered Su Yu's secret earlier.

After her parents left, she seldom searched for her relics, but in fact, if she paid close attention, she might be able to find what Wu Qili said that Su Yu had a piece of peace that Mrs. Tang spent a lot of money to carve for her as soon as she was born. Jade.

I have actually seen that piece of jade cloudsu, but when I was very young, I naturally didn't think about it so much.

But if she was looking at it later and saw the word "Tang" engraved on it, she would have doubts.

Mrs. Tang was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer five years ago. If she had found out earlier, she might have been able to chat and go shopping with the old lady.

The old lady's only wish was to hug her. It is conceivable that the old lady also loves and cherishes her granddaughter whom she has never met before.

But no if.

"It's getting dark, let's go back."

Tang Lu, who was on the side, opened his mouth, Yun Su turned his head and glanced at him, and couldn't help calling him: "Brother, did grandma often hug you before?"

She suddenly remembered the year when she was three years old and followed Su Yu back to Mrs. Mei's house. She thought she was a kind old lady. She opened her arms and wanted to hug her, but she was pushed away by Mrs. Mei and fell to the ground.

She fell in pain and dizziness, looked at her "grandmother" blankly, and couldn't even cry.

She didn't understand at that time, but until now, she didn't know that it wasn't that she didn't like her, but she was never her "grandmother."

"No, grandma likes girls."

Tang Lu said and paused: "She likes you very much, that's why she walked away with a smile, don't feel bad."

"Ok."

Yun Su responded with a sigh and looked away: "Let's go, brother."

How can it not be uncomfortable?

Yunsu followed Tang Lu out of the cemetery. The sky was already dark and dark, and the lights on both sides were dimly yellow under the rain, but despite this, Yunsu still saw Xu Zhouyuan.

Holding an umbrella, he stood under an old tree with buds not far away, his black eyes looking straight at her through the rain and the darkness.

Yun Su took a look and then withdrew his gaze, Tang Lu also saw the person, and frowned slightly: "Xu Zhouyuan?"

"Ok."

Yunsu didn't want to care about him, and she wasn't in the mood to care about him.