I was scared to be silly for a while.

Back to God, she quickly picked up Lingxiao and took him away.

After they left, muhuan looked back at her grandmother's portrait. She sat on the ground as if she had been drained suddenly. Her tears fell again.

Bo Junyan came back and saw her lying there, crying so sad.

Painfully strode forward and held her in her arms.

Muhuan looks at her grandmother's portrait, tears gush more and more, "I have no grandma I'm like this, no grandma In this way, I will never see her again That's it Nothing can be done That's it... " Muhuan grabs her heart, which is about to explode.

"You and me Darling, you and me... " Bo Junyan hugged her and soothed her in a soft voice.

"If I didn't recognize my mother, my grandmother, she is still alive..."

"If you don't recognize your mother, something else may happen." It's not her fault that Bo Junyan doesn't want her to blame herself for grandma's death.

"What can happen..." There has been a close protection for her grandmother in Bo's family. Her mother thought it inconvenient to take people to Ling's house. She said that she would take good care of her grandmother. She thought that it was her mother. It would be ok if no one followed. If someone followed, it would never happen.

"Xiaohuan, it's not your fault. You can't think like this. If you do, grandma will feel uneasy and uncomfortable in the sky." Bo Junyan does not believe in ghosts and gods, but at this time, he can only use these to appease.

"Is there a sky? Is there a cycle of good and evil in this world? If so, how could my grandmother have died? "

"My grandmother, she is the best person in the world. She has never done anything bad. We worked so hard before. When we met the poor people who were sick, she gave them free medicine. She saved so many people. She did so good. Why did she die like this? Why? "

"Sometimes death is not punishment, but liberation. Grandma is reunited with Grandpa. She is very happy when she leaves."

"Happy? Do you think she who is living happily wants to die... " In her grandmother's eyes, all she saw was reluctant to give up. She was tired and poor for the second half of her life. Now, she is not easy to live well, and her health is getting better and better. With her daughter and granddaughter, she is so happy, but suddenly she goes.

Bo Junyan, "..."

He was not good at comforting people. This kind of pain of bereavement can not be comforted by any words.

He could only hold her a little more.

Muhuan didn't speak any more, but she was crying in his arms. The wailing was so painful.

Although Bo Junyan's heart was aching, he didn't say anything more. Just holding her, it's a good thing that she can cry out. Crying out can release her sadness.

……

Muhuan takes Xue's body back to Yuncheng for burial and informs Mu Dongsheng.

After receiving the news, Mu Dongsheng hurried to the spirit hall.

He didn't expect that his former mother-in-law would die so suddenly.

When he arrived, muhuan in filial piety was kneeling in front of the hall, turning over the paper money in the fire basin with a stick to make them burn more vigorously.

After crying for several days, she couldn't cry. She looked numb like a robot.

Mu Dongsheng looks at her like this and walks forward painfully.