Chapter 1098: Something bad for Yin

"Huanhuan, don't worry, I will go back immediately, remember, you will stay here, don't move, wait for me to come back."

And he hung up his phone and took his coat out of the chair and put it on ready to go back.

When he arrived at the house, he saw Yan Huan sitting on the ground, and there was a broken glass on the ground. Above the fragments of the ground were her **** feet.

He stepped forward and squatted in front of Yan Huan.

"Not afraid, it's okay, it's okay."

Lu Yi hugged Yan Huan and wanted to comfort her, but at this time, Yan Huan was still sitting blankly. She could not hear anything and could not see anything. You can’t even feel the pain.

Lu Yi took the medicine chest and helped her treat the wound. Her foot was injured and she was scratched by glass fragments.

Yan Huan shook his hand, she did not speak, she was speechless.

"I know, I know," Lu Yi lifted her face, "don't worry, I will take you there, soon, ah."

Lu Yi took Yan Huan to the largest cemetery in Haishi, and inside, he could see Lei Qingyi at a glance, and several uniformed cemeteries were working.

Lu Yi held Yan Huan's hand, and Huan's eyes were still open, and his head was also rising.

She stepped forward step by step, but suddenly, but stopped again, what to do, she did not dare.

Lu Yi shook her hand,

"Don't dare to step forward anymore, and finally step forward."

"Whether you can face it, dare to face it, you still have to face it in the end."

Yan Huan grinned awkwardly. She let go of Lu Yi's hand and stepped forward step by step. Yi Ling had stood there stupidly. She didn't know how long she had stood. It seemed that even her hair was dyed. A trace of dust, this is the time to bring her.

Lei Qingyi gave a glance at the landing, and Lu Yi walked over.

Lei Qingyi said to Landing Yi carefully, "Early in the morning, the person in charge of the cemetery found my phone because Yanhuan’s mobile phone number was changed. Only the phone number of our Lingling phone is on the phone. Yes, I know that Mother Yanhuan’s cemetery was dug yesterday, the ashes box was broken, and the ashes fell to the ground. Who said you did this, and how much hatred was so ruthless that it could make people frustrated?"

In China, everyone is full of awe of the dead, and most people don’t know how to beat the dead, but who on earth is going to do such a detrimental thing?

This is simply frustrating, letting the dead rest, and letting the living suffer.

Yan Huan stepped forward, at this time she had no idea, what happened?

Her mother's cemetery was dug up. Her mother has always been here. She stayed here quietly and never disturbed her.

But why is this time?

The ground is full of broken blue ash boards, and the ashes boxes are everywhere, and the ashes inside are also spilled.

This is her mother, this is her mother, who threw her mother, who bullied her mother, who ruined her mother who has suffered all her life.

Huanhuan, Yi Ling had already cried with red eyes, what to do, what to do, she didn’t dare to step forward, here is the bones of Mommy Yan, she was afraid that she would step on one foot, and stepped on Mommy Yan. .

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

Yan Huan's blushing red lips tremble from time to time, and only these words are repeated.

She was shouting to her mother, the one who was the best for her, loved her most, and loved her most, gave everything to her mother.

"Mommy mommy……"

She suddenly stepped forward, no matter what the fragments of the urns, this bone and bone box, or she and Yiling bought them with all their money, it was the cheapest urn at that time, and it was also the most unsightly, but they At that time there was no money, they were poor, and they had been hungry for several days just to buy this urn.

She and Yi Ling washed dishes for others and distributed leaflets on the road. At that time, Yan Huan was also desperately picking up the drama, picking up the kind of drama that no one played, jumping in the lake in the winter, stepping down along the high, what did not do Have you ever eaten anything?

They even sold blood in the end, but in the end they could only buy such an inferior urn.

But this urn was again, worse, and finally she pretended to take Mama Yan's life and put Mama Fang's body, so she was sleeping in such a quiet cemetery.

And even if they had money in the end, even if Yanhuan made a profit for Linlang by 5 billion yuan, even if Yanhuan received a spokesperson, she could buy the whole cemetery, but in the end she had not thought about it If I wanted to change Mom’s place, I never thought about it, and gave her an ashes box, because Mom was already dead, and Yan Huan just wanted to make her stay here quietly.

This is the most immobile place in her heart.

This is where her mother sleeps.

"Mom, Mom..." Yan Huan kept calling her mom, and she put all the ashes on the ground into the broken ashes, but her hands had been cut by the fragments of the ashes. A hand injury.

"Huanhuan, don't do this."

Yiling hurriedly ran over and hugged Yan Huan, fearing that she would harm herself.

"Don't do this, Huanhuan, mother doesn't want to see you like this." Yan Huan cried, and she cried too.

Yan Huan’s hand was still in the air, and her hand was still holding Mother Yan’s ashes.

Lu Yi has brought a new ashes box. He and Lei Qingyi, two son-in-laws, put the mother's ashes little by little in the new ashes box. Too much was blown away by the wind, and in the end it was only less than half of the ashes box. Huan’s fingers were full of blood, but she was ignorant and insensitive. She held her mother’s ashes. put.

Soon after, Ye Shuyun and Mother Lei also came. When they saw the situation in the cemetery, they were also angry and sad. Which one made this, how can they do such a detrimental thing to the virtue.

What does a dead man hinder them, and what offends them?

There is a hatred to the living, why should a dead person be crushed? Why did you cut a knife **** a daughter?

As far as Huan is concerned, she always holds her mother’s ashes, and wherever she goes, she hugs wherever she is. It’s because it’s nothing else, it’s not someone else, it’s her mother, her only mother, she’s alive. In two lifetimes, the most guilty mother.

It was her mother who had not taken good care of in her whole life.

He Yibin handled all the injuries on her hand for Yan Huan. Her hands are now terribly unbearable, almost all of them are cut, but Yan Huan is still ignorant and insensitive. It seems that these hands are not her own , But others, is an irrelevant person, because she does not hurt.