After manna left, we finally recovered a moment of calm.
I took Xiaoxing to the morgue to see Shen Yan's last face.
Looking at Shen Yan lying on the cold bed, Xiaoxing can only look at it with the thought of a child. He looked up and asked us in doubt, "is grandma asleep, but this place is so cold and will catch a cold. Shall we wake her up and change to another place to sleep?"
"Little star," Huo Tinggui hugged her and gently stroked her head, "she's going to another place, a place called heaven."
"Is it fun there? Why doesn't grandma go alone and take us?"
"It's fun, but we can't go now. We can't go until enough people like you. Only those who are liked can go to that place." Huo Tinggui said again.
Although Xiaoxing still didn't understand, he nodded obediently and leaned on Huo Tinggui's shoulder. "When I can go in the future, I will bring my grandmother her favorite osmanthus cake."
Children's words are the most naive, but they are also the easiest to touch people's hearts.
I inadvertently wet my eyes and didn't want to be seen by Huo Tinggui and Ganlu. I turned my back and wiped it quietly.
But when he turned his head again, he found that Huo Tinggui's eyes were red.
He is just a flesh and blood body, sad and happy. It's strange not to be sad in the face of such things.
"Stop," I went forward and gently hugged his arm. "Go back to Li residence and have a rest. Ganlu and I contacted the people of the funeral home. We should be here soon. When she is sent to the funeral home and arranged, I'll come back to pick you up. Let's go and see Mr. Huo."
Huo Tinggui shook his head and said he was not tired at all.
"Take Xiaoxing to the old house. Pack up her things. I'll wait for the funeral home." Huo Tinggui said.
His attitude was firm, and I didn't say much. I could only agree to the decision.
In addition, I also thought of another point in my heart.
At the beginning, when Shen Yan and Su Jingbai were making a fuss, Su Jingbai once said that she wanted to get something from Shen Yan.
And she can't get it by herself. She needs my hand.
Now Shen Yan is dead, and my hand can't stretch out that long. Will su Jingbai be impatient and find it by herself?
If so, I should find what she wants before Su Jingbai.
In a hurry, Xiaoxing and I arrived at the old house.
The servant at home received me. Her eyes were also red. Obviously, she had a good relationship with Shen Yan.
When he saw me, he quickly asked, "young grandma, Mrs. Shen, is she okay? When she had an accident in the morning, I wanted to follow her to the hospital, but as soon as I left, no one looked at the old house. I had to wait at home. Mrs. Shen's phone was also at home. I called Huo Shao, but he didn't answer. "
I had to be silent because I couldn't even say the word comfort.
In front of her, it seemed that all languages were weak.
The servant couldn't wait for my answer for a long time. He also guessed something. He stepped back in vain and nearly fell down. "How could this happen? She was still fine this morning. She also told me that I wanted to eat osmanthus cake at noon. I've made a big plate. I used this year's osmanthus in the garden. It's fragrant..."
She said repeatedly that tears were like beads with broken lines. Big ones hit the plate of Osmanthus cake on the table.
The sweet scented osmanthus cake was ready, but no one ate it.