When I returned from the village, it was already past two in the morning.

The three of them hurried along in silence. When they neared the family quarters, Tan Jun reminded Jian Yuelan, "Remember to act sad when you go to the funeral tomorrow."

"clear."

Jian Yuelan nodded and said, "I'll prepare the pepper spray tomorrow."

In order to pretend to be convincing and not arouse suspicion, she decided to try her best.

Hearing her words, Tan Jun and Shen Yuanbai's foreheads were immediately filled with black lines.

This guy is also a ruthless person. He even sprays pepper spray on his own eyes.

Shen Yuanbai was worried, "Take it easy, don't damage your eyes."

"No, I will be careful."

It turned out that she overestimated her control over pepper spray.

I put too much in it, and the handkerchief was soaked in the chili water for too long, so the flavor wasn't absorbed. But when I pressed it under my eyes, tears started to flow out like a fountain.

It was so hot and painful that she couldn't help but howl in pain.

People who were not familiar with her saw her crying so miserably and could not help but ask Amu in dialect, "Who is this girl? Why are you crying so sadly?"

Uncle Amu is the next clan leader. He knows the inside story of Huang Yang's death, but he is also a man with superb acting skills.

After hearing the sound, she glanced at Jian Yuelan, who was crying miserably, and sobbed with a sad face, "Yangyang recognized her as his sister himself. The relationship between the siblings is very good."

"Look, this girl came here after knowing that Yangyang is gone."

The person asking the question suddenly understood and thought that this sister was quite sentimental.

"How did the child die?"

"They must have gone to the beach to catch seafood and got stuck on the rocky beach when the tide came in."

As he spoke, he seemed to be unable to contain his grief any longer, and he howled at the top of his lungs.

"Yangyang, my uncle's eldest nephew, why are you leaving before you even grow up... If you leave, how will your grandfather, father and us live..."

This cry, like thunder coming out of nowhere, was filled with a touch of sadness!

Three points of grief!

It is also mixed with a strong sense of reluctance!

All the guests who came to the funeral were shocked when they heard it.

An atmosphere of sadness suddenly flooded over me.

In an instant, most people burst into tears.

Even those with weaker empathy abilities had red eyes and were sobbing.

Jian Yuelan couldn't stop crying, not because she was sad, but because the handkerchief soaked in pepper water was too powerful.

After this incident, she would never do this again even if she was beaten to death.

It’s so painful!

Because she cried so miserably and so sincerely, Jian Yuelan's eyes were red and swollen after returning from the funeral and did not go away for several days.

Her fat son and old man were heartbroken.

It also scared Ye Linxing, who had just returned from a competition in high spirits after leading his team to victory.

"Wife, who bullied you?"

It was obvious from her eyes that she had cried so hard. Ye Linxing couldn't understand what had happened to make his wife cry like this. His first reaction was that she was bullied.

“No one bullies me.”

Jian Yuelan was applying eye drops, "Yangyang is gone..."

"Yangyang is gone? How could he be gone?"

The expression on Ye Linxing's face froze for a moment, and all he could see was the young boy calling him brother-in-law.

In an instant, his eyes turned red.

Jian Yuelan, "!!!"

As soon as Jian Yuelan saw his expression, she knew he had misunderstood, but she didn't think of explaining. Instead, she hummed, "Yes, he's gone."

We have to thank the profoundness of Chinese characters.

There are many meanings when these two words are combined together.

As for what her husband, Mr. Ye, would think, that was his business.

Anyway, she just said she was not there and didn't say anything else.

Ye Linxing was silent for a long time before he sighed, "What a pity."

Not a pity at all.

The child had a bright future, and she firmly believed that one day in the future she would see him on the news.

"It's a pity."

Ye Linxing was worried that she would cry again, so he immediately held her in his arms and soothed her gently, "Don't be sad, don't cry. When you're sad and cry, it makes me want to cry too."

The voice was choked with sobs.

Jian Yuelan's forehead was full of black lines, feeling that her man had completely let himself go and no longer cared about his image.

His motto used to be that a real man sheds blood, not tears, but after crying in front of her, he has become a crybaby.

More than she cried.

She was complaining in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She just nodded and decisively changed the subject.

"How was the result of the competition?"

"A complete victory."

He was so happy when he mentioned this that he told her about the wonderful process of the military competition, and then made a final summary, "Wife, I must praise you for your good vision here."

"I'm fine."

Suddenly, a cute little baby voice sounded, startling the couple. They turned around and saw that their chubby son was sitting upright on his own little stool, surrounded by a circle of cats sitting elegantly with all four paws together.

Seven pairs of bright eyes looked at them intently.

Ye Linxing asked him, "When did you come in?"

"When Daddy hugs Mommy."

The child spoke in a baby voice, and Jian Yuelan's old face turned red, and he said that he saw everything.

"Want a kiss, meow?"

He opened his big, innocent eyes and asked the couple questions that made them want to spit blood.

"Son, I think we need to have a heart-to-heart conversation between father and son."

Ye Linxing came up to him, bent down, picked up his fat son and held him in his arms, "Would you like to talk to Dad?"

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