"I'll drive and see." Song Mengjie is not at ease, "she is not such a unreliable person, it must be something wrong."
Yebo nodded and pulled her out when she was about to leave. "Be careful."
Song Mengjie's heart warms, nods and rushes to the garage.
"I'm really sorry. I'm just a novice. I haven't been on the road many times, and this kind of thing happened." Young men are constantly apologizing.
After seeing the scene and taking photos, the traffic police came to Ding Yiyi and said, "I need you to help me in the team later."
"All right." Ding Yiyi nodded and signed.
After all this, the police looked at the man who had been squatting on the side of the road and was in low spirits. "Did he hit somewhere? Do you want someone to take him to the hospital? "
"Thank you. My father has no problem." Ding Yiyi is worried.
"Dad, if it's too hard, let's go back." Fu Fengyi's death was a great blow to Ding Dacheng. He hardly slept this week, and his cheeks were sunken.
Ding Dacheng shook his head. "I should go. Maybe god sent a car to punish me. Maybe I should go to atone for my death."
"Grandfather, these are not your problems." Although Ye Miao has no impression of this grandfather, he knows that he is very important to his mother, so he has patience to reply.
"It looks like I'm going to be late." Montaigne also came along and said that she wanted to take care of Ye Shuimo.
Ye Miao looks back at her. He really doesn't like the calculating woman in front of him.
More than half of the time has passed. It's too late to go to Lingtang now. The company responsible for pulling the car has no way.
Vaguely can see a face car toward them, after in front of suddenly brake, song Mengjie get off, "Yiyi."
With a few people on board, the car headed for the meeting again.
Song Mengjie looks at Ye Miao in the rearview mirror. Although no one has said anything about the child, she vaguely feels that the Ye family seems to treat the child unusual.
Shouldn't it be better to treat your son? But it seems that the Ye family are polite to him, and I don't know why.
The line of sight turns again, and turns to Ding Dacheng, who looks depressed. She sighs silently. When she's old, she can't accept this kind of thing.
After arriving at the Lingtang, Ding Yiyi helped Ding Dacheng out of the car. When ye Miao got out of the car, he seemed to find something, "Mom, you go first. I'll come later."
In the mourning hall, the mourners were all walking around. When they saw Ding Yiyi and Ding Dacheng coming in, there was a dignified atmosphere at the scene.
According to Li, Ding Yiyi should sit in the host's seat and attend early, but things are really very difficult. She follows Ding Dacheng and sees ye nianmo at the first sight.
Two people line of sight in the air intersection, exchange worried mood, ye nianmo how can not see her face pale, then determined to come what happened.
Mo Xiaojun suddenly stood up, "I'll go first."
"Jun, don't do that." Haiqingqing quickly took his hand, worried that he would make trouble again.
"Little army." Ye Zimo finally said, "no one can make trouble today."
For a time, people were speechless, and they sat back to their positions in silence.
Ding Dacheng, with tears in his eyes, kneels down on the ground instead of on the futon. Ding Yiyi kneels with him. There's nothing to say. They all say that the father owes the son, which can't be changed.
There are people walking around, she tilted her head, looking at ye nianmo kneeling down beside her.
Between the arm and arm touch, he whispered, "there's me."
"Enough." Ye Zimo pinched the bridge of his nose and got up, "go back to my father-in-law, and have a good rest these days."
Ding Yiyi white face, this is in unconscious refuse, let them go back, as expected or can't be forgiven.
"I'm really sorry." Ding Dacheng knelt down and moved a direction.
"Dad, you can get up." Ding Yiyi after all is to see, however, father has been so old, even if it is wrong, later also by her to bear it.
Ding Dacheng refused to get up. Ye nianmo pulled people up and said, "I'll send you back."
She nodded silently. They are not welcome here. They have to go back first.
Song Mengjie and Li Yixuan also stood up, "I will send you back."
Li and Tai took their son's hand and lowered their voice. "It's someone else's chore. Don't interfere. Sit down."
"By the way, what about ink and wash?" Haizi suddenly opened his mouth, and many people found that ye Shuimo had disappeared.
One car after another is like a maze. Ye Shuimo's body can only reach the handle of the car at most. She struggles to find it. Just now she saw the figure following her mother.
Elder brother grew so much, although the appearance and memory is not the same, but she was able to recognize all of a sudden, that is, the memory of people will not be wrong.
At the same time, ye Miao is also looking for someone. When he got off the bus just now, he saw the policeman.It seems that the policeman is talking to someone. He can't see each other's appearance. It means that each other is short and should be on the roof. If it's not a very short man, it must be a woman.
I had a premonition that there was something wrong with the policeman. He checked the map of the place of condolence. It's a place where traffic jams are very easy. In today's situation, traffic jams should be more serious. The efficiency of the police is really high.
The glance just now gave him an idea that maybe the accident was not an accident.
Got it! A police car stopped behind the flower bed. There was no one in the sky, and the license plate had been removed.
A man came humming with a square object wrapped in kraft paper in his hand.
There is absolutely no such thing just now. What's in it?
Ye Miao takes advantage of the fact that there is still a distance for the other party to come, carefully pulls out the knife, buries the handle in the soil, and then hides behind the car quietly.
The police were so careful that he didn't even want to give up the contents in the trunk.
When the car was backing up, the rear tires made a popping sound, "what's the matter?" He mumbled doctor, got out of the car and squatted on the ground to check.
Ye Miao's hand can just hook the ox paper bag on the car mat, and carefully buckle the bag out of a small mouth, revealing a corner of the coin.
"Ink, ink, where are you?" Suddenly, the sound startled the policeman who was preparing to repair the car. He got up and left the car with the paper bag.
Ye Miao sees Ye's family running over in a hurry. Montaigne's baby is the half sister she hasn't seen for a long time.
Ye Shuimo kicks her calf, and her brother's frustration makes her almost cry.
"Good boy, you can't fool around today." Montaigne holds Ye Shuimo and stands beside the car to coax him.
Ye Miao has been hiding behind the car, suddenly found that Montaigne's height is just as high as the car.
What do you think? How could it be her? It's the old man who has been instilling the idea of people around the embankment, making him suspicious.
Ye Shuimo looked around, "I don't want to go back, I want to find my brother."
He was a little surprised that they had been separated from each other for various reasons. He did not expect that his sister would have such a strong liking for him.
Montaigne even coaxes people away, just as song Mengjie also accepts Ding Yiyi's request to come out to find Ye Miao, and they go to the direction of the car together.
Fu Fengyi's condolence is finally over, the rest is waiting for the coffin. There is an invisible embarrassment between the Ye family and the Ding family.
When Li Yixuan is about to leave, Ding Yiyi asks Ye Miao to go with him. Now the situation of the Ye family and the Ding family is a kind of harm to the children. It's better to let him leave first.
Although Ye Miao is worried about her, she can't help but go back to Urumqi for the time being.
Early in the morning, Ding Yiyi opened the door to let Holly in. She didn't sleep much all night. Her face was very bad.
Holly didn't say anything, patted her on the shoulder, "I really don't need to accompany you today."
"No, today is Grandma's burial day. Please stay with my dad." Ding Yiyi looked into the room, "he has not spoken recently, I am very worried."
"I'm here, don't worry." Holly put her hand on her shoulder, "you too, don't put so much pressure on yourself."
Just then, song Mengjie also came. Knowing that Ding Yiyi was very busy today, he said that he would come to cook for Ding Dacheng.
Seeing Ding Yiyi off, two strangers sit in the living room. Ding Dacheng is still sleeping, so he has nothing to do.
"Are you Yiyi's good friend?" Holly starts.
Song Mengjie nodded, "yes, we have been together for decades since we were young."
Decades? He lowered his head and pursed his lips
"I betrayed her." Song Mengjie recalled that at the beginning, she felt sorry for Ding Yiyi, and her heart was full of emotion. "She deserves happiness."
Cemetery.
The Ye family is very rich. They almost bought half of the whole cemetery. The design of the cemetery was chosen by Fu Fengyi when she was aware of her health. However, she didn't expect to encounter such an abrupt situation.
It's sunny and windy occasionally. All the people present are ye's family. Two coffins are placed together, one is old, and the pattern on them is embedded with mud.
is as like as two peas. The two coffins were placed in parallel.
The crowd took flowers in their hands and said goodbye for the last time. The monk was chanting the death mantra. Ye Zimo walked past the coffin and stroked every inch of the coffin. His eyes were tired and sad.
He put the chrysanthemum on the coffin and walked around the coffin twice before leaving.
When everyone walked around in the same way, the monk's tone began to turn straight down, and ye Zimo stood beside the button.
Just press the button, the two coffins will be buried in the soil, and they will really sleep underground.
He stood all the time, no one urged him, and people didn't know what he was thinking.Wine weeps in a low voice, Yan Mingyao comforts, turns to see Ding Yiyi who has been silent.
She is the most painful thing to do. She may not be able to raise her head in Ye's family in the future.
The line of sight turns again, to some person's side face, his wife, at this time is a face infatuated looking at ye nianmo's back.
That kind of hot eyes, she has never seen him like this, chasing her all the way, but she has never turned back, only chasing ye nianmo who will not turn back in front.
With a mechanical twist, he looked back and watched the coffin descend slowly.
An era is over.