When Mo Hong saw Mo Shen standing beside him, he had mixed feelings in his heart. He said to Mo Shen bitterly, "ah Shen, thank you."
Mo Hong's words, Mo Shen did not answer, not even a side turn back. He just nodded to the guests.
Mo Hong looked at Mo Shen and moved his eyes for a while. If there were no such things at the beginning, he didn't come to this step with Lin Su, would everything be different? At least, the old man should be relieved to leave today.
But now, even before his death, the old man didn't see the harmony he always wanted to see. As a son, he can't satisfy the old man's wish. Thinking of this, Mo Hong felt guilty.
Zhao Yerong stood opposite and looked at Mo Hong. Her mind was not on entertaining the guests at all. The Mou son has been looking at toward Mo Hong, looking at his all reactions.
Ye Mu and Mo Shen came over early in the morning, but because yesterday's company affairs had just stabilized, today there are many trivial matters to deal with. Ye Mu didn't go to the company, and Guo Fei was not in the company. For the time being, everything was left to coco to deal with. Coco would call to ask Ye Mu if she could make up her mind. Ye Mu stood in the family area for a while, and her mobile phone was ringing all the time. She had no choice but to go out to answer the phone.
Ye ended the call with the fastest speed and returned to his position. Zhao Yerong caught a glimpse of Ye Mu coming in, but he still couldn't help sneering: "some people are really powerful. They can go out to talk on the phone when the funeral is so serious, ha ha."
Ye Mu knows that Zhao Yerong is talking about himself. He doesn't refute him. He just nods back to the people who rush in.
"What's the use of pretending to be filial now? This is the funeral of the old man. Should you respect him a little? " Zhao night Rong side body looking at Ye Mu not happy voice.
"At such a time, who is not respecting the funeral ceremony Mo deep Mou son coldly looks to Zhao Ye Rong, the speech temperature that divulges gradually cools.
For Zhao Yerong, Mo Shen always ignores it automatically. But she is aggressive to Ye mu, so he can't ignore it and defend Ye mu.
No matter how to say, Mo Shen is a younger generation. Zhao Yerong let him say something like this. He was not happy. He opened his mouth to refute, but Mo Hong stopped him halfway.
"All right! It's such a time. Do you want to screw things up and make people laugh? " Mo Hong frowns and stares at Zhao Yerong discontentedly.
"I want to screw things up?" Zhao Yerong's voice was slightly raised, a little angry.
She taught me a lesson. Can Mo Hong not stand on the wrong side? Save her face?
"Mom, don't talk about it. Let's wait until it's over." At the right time, Mo Wenyao also began to dissuade.
At this time, Zhao yelong would not get any benefit if he did not let it go.
Zhao Yerong pressed gas, heavily Yi a, temporarily did not speak.
To send the old man away, the old lady is the most reluctant. A few days ago, it was not easy to calm down. Today, I cry heartbroken.
Busy until the evening, the old man went into the earth, only the Mo family went back to the old house.
A few days ago, the bustling old house covered up the temporary loneliness. At this moment, the quietness makes people feel a little empty.
Looking at the empty house, the old lady couldn't help crying and sighing: "I'm the only one I'm one more... "
The old man promised to accompany her, but he left her alone.
"Ma." Zhao Yerong came forward and comforted the old lady: "don't think too much. What you should do now is to have a good rest."
The old lady shook her head and sighed heavily: "I can't rest."
Just after seeing off the old man, she closed her eyes and saw the old man go to the earth. Her heart was aching and sad. How could she sleep.
"Ah Shen, come here." The old lady sat down two steps forward, looked at Mo Shen and asked him to sit beside her.
Mo Shen went over and sat down according to the old lady's request: "grandma."
"Your grandfather's things, let them be delivered tomorrow." When the man is gone, his mark should be left in the house. Otherwise, a person here, will inevitably feel lonely.
Mo Shen took the old lady's hand and said, "let's leave the things there. You can move there. Fengpei just missed you."
The old lady looked at Mo Shen, her eyes were red, but she gave Mo Shen a smile: "grandma knows your filial piety, but I still live here with ease."
"Grandma..." Ye Mu stepped forward and tried to persuade her. Before she said anything, the old lady interrupted her and said, "I've decided. I won't go there. It's here."
Then the old lady looked up at everything in the hall: "I've lived here for so many years. I can't bear it."
She always felt that she could still find some old man's shadow here. I'm used to it. She doesn't want to go there.
Unable to persuade the old lady, Mo Shen and ye Mu did not go on.
Mo's family and Mo Shenye stayed here very late. The old lady urged them to go back, and then they left.It's over. Everything's settled. Ye Mu's unprecedented tiredness is not only physical, but also inexplicable.
Mo Shen sits on Ye Mu's side and raises his hand to pinch his painful eyebrow.
Ye Mu noticed Mo Shen's action, went around behind him, took the action on his hands, and rubbed his temples with two hands.
Comfortable strength makes Mo Shen's headache reduce a lot. Ye Mu rubs it for him from time to time, forgetting his fatigue for the time being. Looking at his hard work, she is distressed: "take a day off tomorrow, and then go back to work the day after tomorrow."
This low mood, or to give him a day of buffer, a good rest day, the day after tomorrow to return to normal work can also be better.
Mo deeply pulled her hand, kissing the back of her hand, pulling her to sit on his leg, the corner of his mouth with a curved smile, involved some reluctantly: "don't worry, I can adjust well, but it's you, OK?"
He gently scraped the tip of her nose with his fingertips and asked her in a slightly funny tone.
Ye Mu dodged his hand, held his hand in his palm, and put his forehead on his shoulder: "I can."
Her work has been delayed too much. She has asked sister Ji to postpone the shooting of TV series again and again. She can't push it any further.
The living room is quiet, ye Mu embraces Mo Shen, can't see each other's faces, can't see each other's emotions, but the two hearts are close.
"Go upstairs and have a rest." For a long time, ye Mu got up from Mo Shen's arms and said with a smile on his relaxed cheek.
Mo Shen raised his hand to push away her hair on both sides, nodded, got up and took her hand upstairs.
Ye mushun followed his steps to the bedroom door, but his steps turned a corner.
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