Chapter 1211

The quilt soon warmed up. It didn't feel like lying in ice anymore.

Feeling the warmth, saffron burst into tears.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

"I'm wrong. I shouldn't have treated sophomores like that, and I shouldn't have listened to the boss. May, I'm wrong."

Maybe it's the confession before death, or maybe it's moved by Chen May's ignoring the past.

Sang Honghua thought of the past and did many things.

She thought of the winter, the second child was driven out of the house.

It's snowy outside. He doesn't even have a pair of shoes to keep out the cold.

And she, in the light of the charcoal basin, and the second family, as warm as they want.

Sang Honghua also remembered that she had been in trouble with the second family again and again.

Just like that, the second child has been giving her food and keeping her mother.

If she didn't go too far later, the second child would not break up with her.

It's when people are dying that they think about things that they didn't think about in the past.

Chen may was not moved by sang Honghua's words.

She didn't come because of any forgiveness, just because her man was willing to give her a decent job when sang Honghua died.

And she is willing to do something for the sake of men.

"In the past, I mentioned what to do." Chen may road.

"Where's Xiang Yun? Did she come back, too? Can I... "

"No! Zhiyuan and I come to see you. It's our business. It has nothing to do with the children! You don't like your granddaughter at all. There's no need to change at this time! "

Although I forget the past, but Chen may still have their own bottom line and scale, no one wants to touch.

Sang Honghua sighed when she saw that Chen may was the same as before.

"I don't live long. Can't I see Xiangyun before I die?" Mulberry safflower's face is miserable and pitiful.

Chen may felt strange. In this way, she didn't feel soft. She refused sang Honghua directly. "No, unless Xiangyun wants to see you, you don't have to think about it!"

After hearing Chen May's words, sang Honghua was silent.

Just lay still.

Chen may helped her clean her fingernails.

Zhao Zhiyuan is a man. Apart from eating, drinking and washing, he can take care of it.

The cotton wadding under the mat is not soft enough. Chen may changed a blanket for sang Honghua.

After all this, she left.

Lying in a comfortable and warm bed, sang Honghua was not very comfortable. She just felt that what she had done in the past years was still too wrong.

After Chen may left, Zhao Qingguo also came in to see the grandmother.

Before the change, he would not do so, but Chen may seems to have a good start.

After that, Zhao Aiguo, who had not been at home many times before, came into the house to see mulberry safflower.

Wang Xiuying and Xia nianxue all followed.

Only Zhao Xiangyun did not move.

She didn't go, neither did Jiang Weimin.

Xu is to see so many relatives, in the evening, mulberry safflower can not.

Zhao Xiangyun's grandfather came, saying that he blamed sang Honghua for not being a good mother, a good mother-in-law and a good grandmother.

I'm going to strangle the mulberry and take it away.

All night, the ghosts were crying and the wolves were howling.

Zhao Xiangyun can't stand it any more. With a few children, he goes to her home with Jiang Weimin together with Xia nianxue.

In recent years, Zhao Xiangyun did not let the house collapse because he left. A few years ago, he spent some money for Zhao Zhiyuan to repair and expand it.

Originally, Zhao Xiangyun didn't want to live there. After all, he hasn't lived there for a long time.

But she would rather live in a room without a director than listen to Sang Honghua shouting all night.

Xia nianxue doesn't care about herself, mainly because the child is too young.

I'm scared.

Sang Honghua tossed all night, Zhao Decai and Zhao Wangcai all looked at Zhao Zhiyuan's face.

In the middle of the night, people didn't make it, so it was gone.

To death, the mouth is saying sorry.

Zhao Xiangyun woke up the next day and learned from the villagers that sang Honghua had died.

The speed is really beyond Zhao Xiangyun's imagination.

But there is no pity, for saffron, it is a relief.

After all, at her age, she has been suffering all the time, or it's better to die.

Sang Honghua's funeral is very simple. There are no funerals or banquets.

The coffin was left at home for a few days. If you want to send it for the last journey, you can send it.

Not willing, not demanding.

Not surprisingly, saffron's popularity is not generally poor.

When the villagers knew she was dead, no one came to see her.

On the contrary, they are all talking about it. Good death.

Even if his son Zhao Zhilin and his daughter-in-law Zhou Zhaodi came, they were thinking about whether it was profitable, so they came.

But after all, I also kept the mulberry safflower for three days and three nights.

It's just that we don't eat less.

On the third day, sang Honghua's funeral was over and he was buried on the mountain.

At this point, the matter about sanghonghua is completely over.

I don't know if Zhao Zhilin and Zhou Zhaodi are too full these days.

Sanghonghua are buried, they also directly run to the Zhao family.

When it's time, I'll go to the kitchen and get food myself.

If before, because of the funeral, connived at them, then Zhao Zhiyuan should say sorry to himself.

He stopped the two impolite people, "what are you two doing at my house? Don't you go home? "

Zhao Zhilin laughed and said, "second brother, look what you said. We are all one family. Now my mother is gone. Forget the old grudges! "

"Yes! Why do you care so much for the whole family? " Zhou Zhaodi does not care about each other.

Zhao Zhiyuan is too lazy to argue with them.

"When you go back to your home, you can decide what you want to eat. Don't think about taking advantage of our home."

"Second younger brother, what do you say to take advantage of it? It's just a meal. When mom goes up to the mountain, we've made great efforts. We can't have a meal. We can't eat it, can we?"

Why did Zhao Zhilin and Zhou Zhilin come here these three days,

To put it bluntly, it's for Zhao Zhiyuan's meal here.

Before that, they could barely live on mulberry and safflower subsidies, hungry and full.

At present, it's hard to find a place to eat. It's strange to be willing to go.

"Yes, Xiangyun's father, just a meal. When we're full, we'll go back. We promise not to disturb today!" Zhou Zhaodi said with a smile.

It's just that she doesn't know what abacus she's playing and how other people don't know.

"I think it's better not to. After this meal, you'll have to rely on yourself next time. It's better to rely on you this time!" Zhao Zhiyuan said.

"Second brother..."

"Well, we don't have such a good relationship. Don't lick your face!" Chen may interrupts Zhao Zhilin, who wants to play the emotional card.