Chapter 456 Master Zhang passes away

Doctor Song came out of the room after a while with a serious expression.

Cheng Lesheng walked up to him and said, "Doctor Song, how is my father?"

Doctor Song looked at him and shook his head gently: "Time is running out, stay with him more."

"Is there no other way?"

Doctor Song shook his head: "No more."

Cheng Lesheng was a little unsteady on his feet, his body shaking so much that he almost fell down.

Shen Hanxing and Wen Yongnan quickly supported him: “Le Sheng.”

Cheng Lesheng felt very upset. You know, he had never seen his mother since he was born. Since he could remember, his father had always taken him with him, no matter whether he was going to discuss business or go out of town, he never handed him over to anyone.

Now the person who has been with him for most of his life is leaving, and he finds it hard to accept this result.

Wen Zhenyi looked at Doctor Song and asked, "How long will it take?"

"Three to five days."

A Xiang bit her lips tightly with her teeth. She had never been wronged since she married into the Cheng family. Her father-in-law even took care of and loved her like his own daughter.

Now that she knew he only had three or five days left, she felt the pain she had felt when Axiang left.

Wen Zhenyi walked up to her: "Axiang."

"I, I'm fine."

"Cry if you want to."

Axiang wanted to cry, but his eyes were very dry.

Wen Zhenyi raised his hand and touched his cheek: "It's okay."

In the next few days, Cheng Lesheng and Axiang entrusted their children to Wen Zhenyi's care, while they themselves took care of Master Cheng wholeheartedly.

Wen Zhenyi and his family also bring their children to visit Master Cheng every day.

Today is the fourth day. Master Cheng suddenly woke up. Looking at the people beside the bed, a smile appeared on his face: "Stinky boy, what happened to you? You made yourself so embarrassed."

Cheng Lesheng hadn't heard him call him that for a long time, and tears flowed down his face uncontrollably: "Dad."

Master Cheng looked at Ah Xiang, who was standing beside him with red eyes, and said, "Ah Xiang, did he bully you? Tell Dad that Dad would help you beat him up and rebel against him."

Axiang's tears dripped from his eyes.

"Why are you crying for no reason? Stop crying."

"Grandpa." Cheng Lesheng's child lay beside his bed.

"Grandpa's darlings, what's wrong with you?"

"Grandpa, when will you play with us?"

"Grandpa is afraid he won't be able to play with you anymore. From now on, you have to listen to your parents and don't make them angry. Got it?"

"good."

Master Cheng looked at Wen Zhenyi and his wife who were standing not far away and said, "Wen girl, remember what you promised me. I like this kind of thing."

Wen Zhenyi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't forget what I promised you."

Master Cheng nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Shen Hanxing: "Hanxing, that brat is usually very impatient, so please keep an eye on him for me. If he goes the wrong way, remember to pull him back for me."

Shen Hanxing nodded vigorously: “Okay.”

Master Cheng looked at the others again, then raised his head to look at the ceiling. "Stinky boy, your mother is here to pick me up. I can finally give her an explanation. From now on, you must treat Ah Xiang well and don't bully her. Got it?"

"Dad, don't go." Cheng Lesheng grabbed Master Cheng's hand.

"Dad is tired and wants to go accompany your mother. I made her wait too long." Mr. Cheng's voice became softer and softer, his eyes slowly closed, and his hand slipped weakly from Cheng Lesheng's hand.

"father."

"Grandpa, wake up."

Wen Zhenyi looked at Master Cheng quietly. He passed away peacefully. His life was hard, but also very happy.

Shen Hanxing gently held her in his arms.

Butler Cheng was also crying his eyes out, but he still had Mr. Cheng's funeral arrangements to make, so he suppressed his sadness and dealt with other matters.

Those who should announce the death should announce the death, and those who should set up the mourning hall should set up the mourning hall.

When he finally returned to the room, he walked to Cheng Lesheng's side and said, "Master, I'm going to clean the master's body and let him change into clean clothes."

Cheng Lesheng raised his hand to wipe his tears, but no matter how hard he wiped, his eyes were still blurry: "I, I will wipe it for Dad."

"Young Master..."

Chen Hanxing: "Butler Cheng, let him come."

A Xiang took the children out of the room and changed them into white mourning clothes.

Wen Zhenyi also took the child back to change into plain clothes, and told his family the news that Master Cheng was not there.

Mr. Shen felt heavy-hearted. Mr. Cheng was a few years younger than him, and they had been good friends for many years. Now that he was gone, he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Mrs. Wen and the others also changed into plain clothes to pay their respects.

When Wen Zhenyi returned to the Cheng family, the red lanterns at the door had been replaced with white ones, and white flowers were hung on the door.

Many people nearby have received the news and changed their clothes to pay their respects.

When Mr. Cheng was conscious, he had already arranged his own funeral.

Wen Zhenyi handed the children to Old Lady Wen and went to the Cheng family's kitchen.

This was what she promised Mr. Cheng, she would prepare the meal herself.

The cooks and the others were also sad. Master Cheng's family treated them very well. Although they were servants, they never scolded them. Even if they made mistakes, they would just ask them to be more careful in the future.

It is a blessing to have such a master.

When Wen Zhenyi was about to prepare his last meal, they all helped him wholeheartedly.

"Miss Wen, if you need anything else, I'll go buy it now."

Wen Zhenyi took a look at the food in the mansion and asked them to buy some more.

The cook nodded and went out to buy what she needed.

Wen Zhenyi was cutting vegetables in her hand, thinking about some things that happened when she met Mr. Cheng. She had to say that meeting Mr. Cheng was a lucky thing. With his help, she was able to gain a firm foothold in this world.

This man helped her a lot, whether it was the shop or the cows, he put his heart into it.

The banquet she prepared today was much more thoughtful than usual. Many of the dishes were things he had never eaten before and were very much to his taste.

The cook looked at the dishes she had prepared and said, "Master, if he saw these dishes, he would surely jump for joy."

"Yeah?"

The cook felt that she had said something wrong: "I, I didn't mean that."

"I know. If I could bring him back to life, I would be happy to cook a few more meals for him." Wen Zhenyi smiled faintly.

"The master always says your cooking is delicious. He says every time he eats your cooking, it reminds him of his wife. He also says his wife's cooking is delicious."

"But he never asked me to do it more than once."

"He said he can't eat your cooking all the time, otherwise he'll miss Madam even more, and then he might not want to be with the Young Master and the Little Master anymore."

"Have you met your wife?"

"Yes, but I was young at that time and only saw him from afar. Madam is a gentle person. Although she is many years younger than you, she loves you very much."

"She also loves cooking. Every time the master eats the dishes made by the lady, he becomes as happy as a child. Since the lady left, the master has never shown that expression again, until he ate the dishes you cooked at that birthday banquet."