C68

Chapter 68 - How Hate

"My wife is dead. What, I can't come and see you anymore?"

His wife, Nanqiao, tightly knitted her brows. She really did not like the way the South Heaven and the South Heaven referred to her mother. It was as if she did not respect her mother at all.

But when had the South Heaven ever respected others? Ever since South Bridge was young, he had been beating and cursing his mother and him. In fact, when the gamblers caught up to him, they said they wanted to sell South Bridge to pay their debts. In the eyes of the South Heaven, they were never family.

Thinking of those unbearable memories, Nanqiao's face turned cold. Pointing his finger at the door, he said in a strong voice, "Get out, I said, you're not welcome here!"

South Bridge's attitude completely angered South Bridge. He clenched his hand by his side into a fist. South Bridge truly wanted to punch South Bridge, but he couldn't.

"Nanqiao, shouldn't you tell me about that damned woman's savings? You don't lack money anymore, so don't you want to help your dad? "

Nanqiao's expression was very unsightly. He puffed and said, "Dad, just you?"

Nanqiao's hand tightened and loosened as his eyes fell on Nanqiao. He sized him up and down, "Now that you've become a rich wife, you want to refuse to recognize me? Nanqiao, are you not afraid that others will treat you as an ungrateful person?"

Nanqiao was wearing a black dress today. In order to express her condolences to her mother, she had deliberately chosen the last quarter's dress of Servant Hua. She didn't want to purposefully pursue a famous brand, but this was the only thing that was suitable for her wardrobe.

It was probably because the South Heaven had seen that this outfit was expensive. The South Bridge Sneering coldly, ridicule flowing out of its thin lips, "Before I become an ingrate, you will probably drown in saliva first! Fifty steps is truly something! "

Upon hearing this, the South Heaven and the Earth raised their hands, ready to strike. Just as their fists were about to land on the South Bridge, she extended her hands to grab onto the South Heaven's wrist, and then used her strength to break it!

With a "kacha" sound, South Heaven's eyebrows furrowed together, his facial features twisted, and he was in so much pain that he gasped for breath, cold sweat dripping down his face!

From beginning to end, the South Bridge did not even blink once.

Before, it was just because of her mother. Her attitude towards the South Heaven and Earth was still considered gentle, at least in front of her mother, but now that her mother was no longer around, there was no need for the South Bridge to cater to her anymore.

With both hands on the edge of the coffin, he stretched out his hands to adjust Zhang Fenglan's collar. "I don't know what you're talking about, but even if there really is a passbook, I still won't tell you!"

Before his mother's corpse turned cold, his biological father had come to his house to ask for money. The corner of Nan Qiao's mouth hooked into a bitter smile. This life was truly tragic!

How could South Heaven and the Earth be willing to give up? Raising his other hand, he immediately rushed over. Seeing him getting closer and closer, the South Bridge slightly moved … …

At this moment, the door was kicked open. A man in a black trench coat appeared at the door. Light shone from behind him, and Yu Cen Ran's aura surged. She narrowed her eyes, her aura as cold as Siberia!

Unexpectedly, Nan Qiankun was stunned and stood on the spot. Yu Cen Ran did not show any mercy as he directly kicked at Nan Qiankun, who fell to the ground with a thud, curling up in pain and crying for his parents.

"How could I have a son-in-law like you who would kick and beat people whenever he wants to?"

Yu Cen Ran almost blurted out the words as she gritted her teeth, "Scram! I only said that one time!"

Yu Cen Ran didn't even look at the South Heaven and instead placed the South Bridge behind her. She asked with concern, "He's not hurt, he didn't call you right? Why didn't he pick up my phone?"

After a series of questions, Nan Qiao shook her head and took out her phone from her bag. She pressed the light screen and lowered her eyes. She saw that there were more than ten missed calls from her caller ID. They were all from Yu Cen Ran.

Nanqiao put away his phone, feeling speechless and touched. He thought to himself, for the man in front of him to be able to treat me like this, it could be said that he loved me to the extreme.

Looking at the fleeing figure of the South Heaven, Yu Cen Ran turned around. Her gaze fell on the South Bridge's face, but she felt an unnamed rage in her heart. "If you encounter this kind of problem, why don't you call me?"

What Yu Cen Ran wanted to talk about was, when Nan Qiankun was troubled, there were many other questions. Why didn't the person that could think of South Bridge ever think of Yu Cen Ran? He would never be the person that could think of South Bridge at the first possible moment.

How could Nanqiao not see through Yu Cen Ran's emotion? It was just that she had gotten used to handling things by herself. Since young, everything had been learned by Nanqiao. Although she had Yu Cen Ran by her side now, it was hard to change her behavior and habits.

South Bridge lowered its head and said nothing.

Yu Cen Ran silently stared at the South Bridge. She let out a long sigh and hugged the South Bridge. With a sad tone, she said, "You are my woman, so you don't have to be too strong. Understood, I will be with you in the future."

"Yes."

Next was the cremation of the funeral home. The body would be placed in a drawer and pushed inside, where the fire was raging. South Bridge didn't have the courage to see her mother being pushed inside, even her legs would feel a little weak.

It was a woman after all. Yu Cen Ran thought to himself. When the South Bridge asked to deal with this matter personally, he should not have tacitly agreed, much less agreed to let the South Bridge come alone.

Yu Cen Ran gently patted the South Bridge's shoulder and said, "It's okay, you don't have to take it if you can't stand it. I'll send you mother's last leg."

With both hands against the wall, his eyes were fixed on the coffin. Upon hearing his words, Nanqiao's gaze shifted as if there was water flowing in his eyes. Nanqiao murmured, "Thank you, Yu Cen Ran."

A few hours later, Yu Cen Ran came back with an exquisite box. Her eyes fell on the bone ash box that she had prepared for her mother. The box was engraved with her mother's favorite lily pattern.

That flower, which had once been his favorite flower, now seemed to the eyes of the south bridge as if it had been added to his sadness.

It was already late autumn, and the cool wind was rustling with a mournful sound. It blew incessantly towards the people. The South Bridge was thin and somewhat cold, and it shrank back its neck.

The South Bridge silently felt it. The cold wind violently blew into his collar, and the South Bridge trembled, but his head felt increasingly clear.

The funeral procession was not very long, just like Zhang Fenglan's careful life and the days when she was depressed.

Her mother, Zhang Fenglan, did not have any close friends, nor did she have any colleagues that she had to visit. Thus, among the funeral procession, only Nanqiao silently walked at the front, holding the black-and-white photo, followed by the similarly silent Yu Cen Ran.

His mother had walked so suddenly that the South Bridge had been caught off guard. The woman that he thought was within his reach had now moved so far, so far away.

During the funeral, Nanqiao never shed a single tear. In fact, her tears had already been dried by the punches and kicks she received from Nanqiao. They had also been used up in the previous period of pain.

In the memories of the South Bridge, her mother was cowardly, so being beaten up by the South Heaven and Earth would only make her not make a sound.

But South Bridge had never been much better than her mother, not even in her most rebellious adolescence, and she had never complained about why she should have had a happy family.

Although her childhood was unfortunate, she was also blessed. At that time, her mother would always protect her, using her body to protect her father from his endless punches and kicks to protect her from the pain of the South Bridge.

But now that his mother was dead, and that cruel man was still thinking about how to get a sum of money, the corner of Nanqiao's mouth curved into a cold, mocking smile.

They walked all the way to the cemetery. When the ashes were buried, the onlookers dropped a lot of coins for luck. The South Bridge did as they were told. Their eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth.

The box was sealed under the blue slate, and the cold stone had cut off all air. At the same time, the entire ceremony had been completed.

His mother had died, and the South Bridge did not give South Heaven and South Sky City a red name because he did not deserve it. A hundred years from now, he would definitely not be buried together with Zhang Fenglan.

The South Bridge did not deny it. How much did she hate the South Bridge, how much did she hate the South Bridge. South Bridge thought, if it was possible, she would definitely pick up the blade and stab it back into the South Bridge without the slightest hesitation.

After the burial was over, all the people who came to deliver the funeral departed one after another. The kind-hearted people walked forward and lightly patted the shoulder of the South Bridge to show their comfort.

After the people had left, the entire tomb was completely empty. Only South Bridge and Yu Cen Ran were left behind. She gently stroked the fragrant dust on the stone floor and silently lit another stick.

Smoke slowly rose up into the empty cemetery, looking at the South Bridge. His eyes were slightly red, as if his eyes were red from the smoke. However, his thoughts drifted back to a long time ago …

"South Bridge, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, mother will always be by your side."

"Nanqiao, has Mommy told you before that you must be strong? A woman who loves to cry will never have good luck in her life. "

"Mama Nanqiao only wishes you well. Don't blame your father. He has no future and will let us live good lives!"

"South Bridge!" Run! Your dad is crazy! "

Those words seemed so far away now that he thought about it …

At that time, the young South Bridge was running nonstop, and the only sounds that could be heard were the heart-wrenching screams of his mother and his father's furious curses. Hearing this voice, her entire body shuddered and she ran shakily to the mouth of the alleyway.

Later, when Nanqiao returned, it was all over. She only saw her mother, her head covered in blood, lying unconscious in the living room. Her gambler father had long since disappeared.

South Bridge was wailing loudly. Zhang Fenglan woke up and gently caressed South Bridge's head, saying in a gentle voice, "South Bridge, from now on, we will pass by each other."

We've done it ourselves. As for the Southern Universe, we'll just treat it as his death. She only has her mother as her family, but now, her mother has left as well.

South Bridge looked at the ice-cold pictures on the tombstone, and suddenly, to the sound of the desolate wind that filled the entire city, she suddenly lowered her head and began to wail.

No more, no more. Everything, happy, sad, and terrified, was gone with the wind after Zhang Fenglan's death.