Zhou Chaoyang rushed over to stop the trolley, knelt in front of Zhong Wenqing, and shook her vigorously through the white cloth: "Mom, mom, get up, don't scare me. Get up, okay?"

"Mom, please say something... I'm Chaoyang, please get up and look at me and talk to me, okay? Mom, please don't scare me."

Each cry was sadder than the last.

Sheng An Ning still couldn't shed tears. She didn't even have the strength to get up. She felt like she had lost her soul. She watched Zhou Shixun and Nan Guang help Zhou Chaoyang up, and then push Zhong Wenqing to the morgue.

Later, after retouching, the body was sent to the funeral home.

Next, all the relatives from the family rushed over, and Mu Xiaowan also took a leave of absence to help look after the child and Zhou Chaoyang, who had fainted several times from crying.

Only Sheng An Ning was numb the whole time. She couldn't sleep or eat. She watched people coming and going, listened to words of comfort, asked to express condolences, and numbly bowed in thanks.

Zhong Wenqing was buried in Futian Cemetery, which has a good environment. It is adjacent to Yuquan Mountain to the west, overlooks the Forbidden City, and is not far from Yuquan River.

After the funeral, the family had time to sit in the living room, but the atmosphere was quite silent.

During this week, Zhou Shixun seemed to have aged by a dozen years, and the hair on his temples turned completely white.

Zhou Chaoyang leaned on her arms with red and swollen eyes. If it weren't for the white cloth everywhere in the house and her mother's portrait hanging on the wall, she still wouldn't believe that her mother was gone like this.

Sheng An Ning held An An and sat on the sofa, while Mo Mo and Zhou Zhou leaned on one each. These days, the three little ones also knew the meaning of death and knew that their most loving grandma would never come back.

It was all exceptionally silent and quiet.

Zhou Nanguang glanced at the children and spoke with a hoarse voice: "Your mother is gone, you have to take good care of yourself in the future. As for Luancheng, we'll talk about it after he comes back."

Zhou Chaoyang couldn't hold it in anymore: "Dad, I miss my mom."

Zhou Nanguang blinked away the tears that welled up in his eyes and raised his head to suppress them, not letting them flow down. Wasn't he also thinking about it?

Until now, he didn't dare to think about what happened in the past few days.

Zhong Wenqing was only 20 years old when she married him. They were married for more than 30 years, but they were separated for most of the first 20 years. She raised four children alone, worked to support the family, and took care of her seriously ill mother-in-law.

When he was transferred back to Beijing and had a stable job so he could spend more time with her, her health deteriorated again.

Come to think of it, she has never had a good life in all these years with me.

Zhou Chaoyang turned around and hugged Zhou Hongyun: "Aunt, I miss my mother. I feel so bad."

Zhou Hongyun stroked Zhou Chaoyang's back with tears in her eyes, and choked up to comfort him: "Don't cry, I can't let your mother die uneasy."

Then he started to hate the mother and son of the Lin family again: "It's all Lin Tianyue and his mother! They are the murderers."

Zhou Nanguang said in a low voice: "Okay, don't talk about this anymore. You are all fine. Your mother will be relieved over there."

He was afraid that Zhou Chaoyang, being young and impulsive, would go and settle accounts with the Lin family.

Zhou Chaoyang didn't say a word, he just hugged Zhou Hongyun and cried.

Zhou Nanguang sighed: "Grandpa will stay at your second uncle's house for the next few days. Chaoyang, you can stay at home for two days. After the seventh day, you can go back to work."

Then he looked at Sheng Anning and Mu Xiaowan: "You too, will go to school in two days. Your mother definitely doesn't want your studies to be delayed because of her."

Looking at Mu Xiaowan, he couldn't help feeling sad again. Wen Qing left so suddenly without even saying a word.

She must have felt very regretful because she didn't see Luancheng and Xiaowan get married, and didn't see Chaoyang find his own happiness.

After Zhou Nanguang finished speaking, he stood up and went back to the house. It seemed that Zhong Wenqing's presence was still lingering in the house, which made him feel less empty.

After Zhou Nanguang left, Zhou Hongyun looked at the others and said, "Your dad must be feeling even worse. You should talk to him more often in the future. Your dad is a quiet person and keeps everything to himself."

Zhou Chaoyang rubbed his eyes and said, "But aunt, I feel really bad. I really don't have a mother anymore. I was too ignorant before and always made my mother angry. People say that tumors are caused by anger. My mother must have been angry with me."

"If I hadn't been so naughty and got into trouble when I was a kid, my mom would have worried less."

When she cried like this, Zhou Hongyun also started crying, crying that Zhong Wenqing had only a few good days in her life, and that such a good person did not get any good reward.

In the evening, Sheng Anning took the children to bed first. Zhou Shixun and Zhou Nanguang went out for a while. No one knew what they did, but they came back very late.

It was not until the second half of the night that Sheng An Ning felt someone entering the house in a daze.

It’s just that I didn’t get much rest in the past few days and was really sleepy. After confirming that it was Zhou Shixun, I didn’t get up, but turned over and continued to sleep.

It felt like Zhou Shixun got on the bed and lay down close to her, his body still feeling cool from having just taken a cold shower.

Sheng An Ning's sleepiness faded a little, and she realized belatedly that something was wrong with Zhou Shixun tonight.

They had been very busy these past few days and the two of them hadn't had much time to talk.

Originally, Zhou Shixun was a reserved person, and Sheng Anning just felt that the air pressure around him had been even lower in the past two days.

She turned around with some heartache and hugged him back.

Zhou Shixun rubbed his chin on the top of her head, his voice a little hoarse: "An Ning, I feel very uncomfortable."

This one sentence made Sheng An Ning burst into tears instantly. These days, he was busy like an iron man. No one cared whether he was sad or not, and no one had ever seen him shed a tear.

I'm afraid some people will discuss that Zhou Shixun was not recognized home until he became an adult, and he doesn't have deep feelings for his mother or his family.

Only Sheng Anning knew that Zhou Shixun cared about this family very much. Because the past twenty years were so hard, he cared especially about his current family, Zhou Nanguang and Zhong Wenqing.

She choked with tears and replied, "I know, I know everything."

Zhou Shixun was silent for a long time. He didn't know what to say. Until now, Zhong Wenqing was still polite and cautious in his intimacy. He was afraid that he would not like what he said.

Unlike Zhou Luancheng and Zhou Chaoyang, he would not laugh or scold them.

He also didn't know how to get along with Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Nanguang. When he was trying hard to learn how to get along with them, Zhong Wenqing left, which became his biggest regret.

"When I was injured and dying, my biggest regret was that I didn't know what it felt like to have family members caring about me. After meeting you and returning to the Zhou family, every day of my life is something I never dared to imagine before."

Sheng An Ning wanted to cry: "Changsuo, I will always be with you. When the children grow up, I will always be with you."

Zhou Shixun fell silent again. The words of the blind fortune teller flashed through his mind again. If she wanted to live, she would have to exchange her life for another.

Even though Li Ergeng was imprisoned, he still felt resentful about this sentence.