Chapter 1245

It's raining all the time, and the car is blocked in the road. Qiubai anxiously looks at the slow traffic flow around. When the voice nearby sounds, Ding Yiyi gets out of the car and shuttles in the group of cars and plans to walk.

"Damn it!" She followed her car with a low curse.

The driver picked up the walkie talkie, "Ye Shao, there is a traffic jam, Miss Ding has already got off the bus and seems to want to walk."

The rain makes the air gray, Ding Yiyi is heading forward, walking in a hurry.

"Yiyi, it's an hour's ride from here to the cemetery. How do you get there?"

Qiubai waved to the car beside her, trying to persuade her.

Ding Yiyi stopped, has been drooping head slowly raised, nose has been frozen red, wet dada hair spread over the shoulder, looking at autumn white eyes empty and confused.

Qiu Bai sighed greatly, "I know the shortcut, I'll take you."

A sharp siren sounded in the driveway, and a police car stopped by two people. "Do you know that pedestrians are not allowed to walk on this road?"

"Comrade, do me a favor. She has relatives buried today and must arrive in an hour."

Qiu Bai tries to let police C pass. Unexpectedly, the other party hears it and says in a deep voice: come on, I'll send you there.

Ding Yiyi suddenly raised his head, burst out hope in his eyes, she wriggled lips, hoarse voice, "thank you."

Looking at the back of Ding Yiyi who sits on the motorcycle police car leaving, Qiubai sighs and prays for her in silence.

The dead trees in front of the cemetery were hit by thunder and lightning, and fell obliquely in the muddy water. The wild flowers that were hard to open on the roadside were also beaten to their heads. In the park, the design was very exquisite. On the green and neat lawn, a staff member braved the rain to put a canopy on each tombstone.

Ding Yiyi got out of the car and bowed deeply to the policeman who sent her, "thank you so much."

"Don't run on the road in the future." The traffic police criticized the car and left. Just to the corner, the patrol car stopped again, "report to the director, the task has been completed."

Beck hung up the phone and immediately dialed another phone number. "I have successfully delivered your children in your family. Don't abuse private education in the future."

"Thank you." Ye nianmo's voice did not fluctuate. Listening to the cry coming from the receiver, Beck sighed greatly and hung up the phone.

Everyone who sleeps here is either rich or expensive. Even if he is dead, he has to occupy a large area of land. A staff member stopped her, "I'm sorry, in order to protect the privacy of the guests in the cemetery, everyone has to identify themselves. Are you?"

"I'm here to join ye chuyun His Funeral two words seem to stem in the throat, can't say, he swallowed hard, "can I go in?"

The guard turned over the book in his hand, and his face was puzzled, "may I ask your name is Ding Yiyi?"

Seeing her nodding, the administrator said, "sorry, just now someone has explicitly proposed that if a person named Ding Yiyi wants to enter, he must stop him. Otherwise, you can come back after the burial."

"He's still waiting for me. I have to go now!" Ding Yi rushes inside.

The administrator caught her in a hurry. Her strength was too strong, and the ground was wet and slippery. Ding Yi staggered back and fell into the mud pit. The mud splashed all over her body.

The rain is more and more heavy, the weather is getting colder and colder. Ding Yi can't help shivering in the mud pit. The administrator can't see it and give her an umbrella. "I put you in it, and my work will be lost. You have pity on me."

The rain is getting stronger and stronger. Suddenly, the bell rings in the cemetery. She looks up and looks for it. Out of the cemetery, a white spire church stands among them. The call sounds like ye chuyun's call. She gets up and runs crazy towards the church.

The pastor's voice was so low and fuzzy that he could hardly hear what he said. The rain gathered along the black umbrella wall and wet everyone's feet.

When the time came, the white coffin on the automatic lifting platform dropped slowly. Everyone held a handful of soil in their hands and scattered the soil on the coffin at a time.

Haizhuohuan looks complicated and looks at the coffin. Everyone knows that he has given all the shares to ye chuyun. However, no one mentioned it after he returned home. He was very surprised by Ye chuyun's death, but he also felt reasonable. He was also a desperate person for love.

The soil in the hand falls on the white coffin, then slides down gently along the coffin's texture, and the next person goes forward.

"What is that?" Ye Chuqing suddenly looked at a figure not far away, and then could not set the channel: "Yi Yi elder sister?"

Ding Yiyi was splashed with mud and water, and his face was blue and purple. It was not difficult to see that it was turned over from the wall, and his hair was tangled together in disorder, which was even more embarrassing than the wandering sweat.

Fu Fengyi is about to open her mouth. Her arm is gently grasped. Ye nianmo looks at Ding Yiyi with her eyes and says in a soft voice: "grandma, even if I ask you."

The crowd automatically separated a passage. Ding Yiyi walked slowly to the grave pit with shaking body. He held the grave and jumped down. Ye Bo, ye Chuqing and Hai Zhuo Xuan all wanted to come forward, but ye nianmo called out coldly, "no one should move."The white coffin is particularly eye-catching in the black sky. She slowly lowers her head and prints a kiss on the cold coffin. "I'm sorry I'm late."

She spoke in a low voice, gentle eyes, Xia Yihan could not bear to leave the line of sight, one side of the leaf early Qing are almost crying out.

Ding Yiyi didn't cry, but her eyes were so red that she spread out her palm and took out the ring box she had been holding in her palm and put it on the coffin. She said with a smile, "in the end, the proposal was not successful."

After saying that, she resolutely climbed up, an arm stretched out in front of her, the rain from ye nianmo's jaw flowed into his gray suit, and he definitely looked at her.

Brown soil was lifted up gradually to cover the white coffin, the rain reduced, the back of the face set off clearly incomparable.

Fu Fengyi stood in the wind and rain for two hours, and because of her excessive grief, she fainted on the spot after the funeral. The crowd rushed to pinch her and called an ambulance. The scene was chaotic.

Ding Yiyi squatted on the ground, the crowd gradually dispersed, the cemetery returned to calm. She turned her head and looked at the smiling face on the tombstone, and suddenly realized that she could not see him again, hear him, and touch him.

The tiredness of the whole day made him tired, and his tears flowed down without any sign. First, he sobbed, then he cried like a child.

"Brother, you are so cruel to Yiyi today. Can't you see her sad? Are you all jealous at this time Ye Chuqing stood under the eaves of the pavilion. She stayed because she was worried about Ding Yiyi.

As the rain increased, ye nianmo opened the umbrella and looked at the woman crying in the distance. She said faintly: "the wound will not be opened, it will be purulent."

The rain was pouring down like a man responding to the sadness on the ground. Ye nianmo covered Ding Yiyi's head with his umbrella and let the wind and rain blow his coat.

People died, the living are still in pain, Ding Yi returned to Ye's home, has not been out of the door for a week. In the living room, all the Ye family are sitting together.

"What do you want to say?" Ye Zimo asked.

Ye nianmo looked around the audience, and finally fell on Fu Fengyi. "I hope that when Yiyi is at Ye's house, no one will not welcome her to stay here."

"But she is not the Ye family, and she also has a family. Why not go back to her own home?" Aoxue takes the lead in opening his mouth, and then is frightened by Ye nianmo's eyes to dare not speak again.

Fu Fengyi said, "Xiaoxue is right. Even if it was Chu Yun who gave her ye, she shouldn't want it! And she also shut Xiaoxue into the basement, such a woman can't stay at Ye's house. "

"If grandma insists on doing this, I'll take her with me."

"Read ink!"

Fu Fengyi and AO Xue call out at the same time. The atmosphere of the scene is stalemate. Xia Yihan gently shakes Ye Zimo's arm and signals him to speak.

Ye Zimo saw that the time was almost right, and he simply said, "we Ye's room is not small enough to consider the number of people who need to live in, nor is it weak enough to be afraid of others' bad deeds."

Fu Fengyi frowns. She has her own consideration. Now the letter of commitment is in her hand. It is not difficult for Ding Yiyi to leave the Ye family and the Ye family. The difficulty is that she doesn't want to have a hard time with ye nianmo. After all, he is her last grandson.

"Read Mo, grandma listen to you." Fu Fengyi said.

Ao Xue is very dissatisfied, and when Fu Fengyi enters the meditation room, she also follows in, "grandma, you don't know Ding Yiyi's character. It's hard to let her stay at Ye's house and do anything for her."

Fu Fengyi took a few sticks of incense and worshipped the Bodhisattva, saying, "Zi Mo is not wrong. We Ye're not short of a room, there will be people sleeping in the street. Chu Yun just left, don't move."

Ao Xue is dissatisfied in her heart. She thinks Fu Fengyi is afraid of Ye nianmo and ye Zimo, "Grandma! You are too easy to be bullied like this! "

"Presumptuous!" Fu Fengyi jumped to the table.

Ao snow was scared, back and forth again and again, and quickly piled up a smiling face, "grandma, I just said casually, don't be angry, angry bad body can't draw."

Fu Fengyi softened her look, "you go, I want to pray for Chu Yun."

In the bar, Ao Xue poured wine one cup after another, and the glass was pulled open by Si Si. "When you are drunk, go back. What do you want the old lady to think? Don't drink it."

"What old lady? It's an old steamed bun. Ye nianmo didn't dare to reply when he opened his mouth. Ha ha, I knew I should have killed Ding Yiyi in Russia

"What do you say?"

"Kill Ding Yi!"

Crisp slap sound hit, Ao Xue drank wine, whole body weak, was slapped on the spot fell to the ground.

Si Si slowly came to her, slowly squatted in front of her, reached out and gently stroked her cheek, the red fingernails in his eyes loomed in the light, "she is my prey, I have my own arrangements, and if you are good at asserting and breaking my plan, don't blame your mother for not hurting you."

Finger strength increased, she continued to gently say: "child, you and mother are in the same line, after mother died, the money is all yours, so be good, after all, you forced ye chuyun to death, it is best to bury it under the ground forever, isn't it?"Ao snow looks at the woman in front of her, in the heart depression is about to burst out, but can only swallow, "Mom, I know."