"Have you had enough?" Sang Rou saw her husband becoming more and more unreasonable and shouted, "I'm getting a divorce."
After saying that, he stormed out of the kitchen angrily without caring about anyone's reaction.
Seeing that his wife had made up her mind, Zuo Danqing's body suddenly went limp. He sat on the ground crying and cursing, tears and snot mixed together and flowing down his face. He didn't care at all that his two children and son-in-law were still there.
"Dad!" Sang Muyang's eyes turned red when he saw his father's miserable appearance.
"Yangyang, your mother is determined not to live with me. Her heart has long been seduced by the vixen next door." Zuo Danqing hugged his son and cried heartbreakingly, "From now on, Daddy will only have you."
Sang Muyang patted his father's back gently and looked at Sang Tianen for help.
Sang Tianen glanced at his watch and saw that the time was almost up, so he said calmly: "Let's finish grandma's funeral first."
After Sang Tianen reminded everyone, they remembered that grandma was still in the main room. It was really not right to continue making such a fuss. No matter what, they had to send the old woman up the mountain first.
"Xiao En, if your mother and I divorce, will you follow your father?" Zuo Danqing wiped her tears and asked in a hoarse voice.
Faced with such a question, Sang Tianen found it ridiculous. She was already in her twenties and had a husband and children. How could she be like a child and choose who to live with when her parents divorced?
She wanted to say that she was not a child, but when she saw her father's expectant eyes, she swallowed the words back.
"Let's finish the funeral first. The people from the funeral company will be here soon." After saying this, Sang Tianen also walked out of the kitchen.
An hour later, Sang Tianen and Yan Zheng, dressed in mourning, walked in front of the long funeral procession.
According to custom, the deceased must first be sent to the crematorium, and then the urn is brought back and placed at home for people to come and pay their respects, usually for three or five days, depending on the specific day.
Sang Tianen followed his mother and others to carry his grandmother into the crematorium, then stood behind the transparent glass and watched the staff push his grandmother into the incinerator and close the door.
She couldn't help but imagine the scene inside, the red flames devouring everything in the incinerator, the bones and muscles becoming twisted and deformed under the high temperature, making a creaking sound, and finally turning into a pile of ashes.
About forty minutes later, everyone received the urn and took the bus back to the village.
The staff had already set up the mourning hall. After putting down the urn and placing the offerings, the villagers began to come one after another to burn paper.
Every time my aunt saw someone coming, she would kneel down to return the gift, and my mother would record how much money the other person gave.
After my grandmother was buried at home for three days, she was sent to the cemetery and buried together with my grandfather. After a simple lunch, the family went home, some went to work, and some went to school.
Sang Tianen and Yan Zheng were also packing up and preparing to return to the city.
"Knock knock knock, knock knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Yan Zheng responded and continued to pack his things with his head down.
The door opened and Sang Muyang walked in. Seeing the two of them packing up, he couldn't help but ask, "Sister, are you packing up?"
"Yeah." Sang Tianen didn't even look at him, and said "hmm" lightly. The fatigue of the past few days made her look very bad.
Sang Muyang bit his lip and said hesitantly, "Mom and Dad are discussing divorce. Do you want to go down?"
Yan Zheng paused and looked at Sang Tianen.
"Why should I go downstairs?" Sang Tianen didn't stop and didn't even give him a glance.
Sang Muyang felt a pang in his heart. Ever since that quarrel, Sang Tianen had never paid any attention to him again. Even when they were face to face these days, she never took the initiative to speak to him, but she was always friendly to other people.
She even took the initiative to use her connections to arrange a job for Mingming's cousin, but she didn't say a word during his internship, even though they were siblings.
"Do you really not care about this family at all?" Sang Muyang's heart was filled with pain. "Grandma is gone, and my parents are getting divorced. Our family is about to fall apart. Do you really not care at all?"
This time, Sang Tianen finally looked at Sang Muyang. After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "What do you want me to do?"
"Please persuade mom not to get a divorce. She listens to you the most. As long as you say it, mom and dad won't get a divorce." Sang Muyang said with his eyes wide open and full of hope.
Sang Tianen moved her lips and was about to say something when she suddenly heard the sound of quarreling downstairs. Her expression froze and she asked in a bad tone, "My aunt hasn't left yet?"
Sang Muyang shook his head: "No."
Sang Tianen threw down what he was holding and walked away quickly, passing Sang Muyang. Yan Zheng followed him downstairs for fear that something might happen.
"Sang Rou, my granddaughter, how has my brother wronged you? Why do you want a divorce?"
As soon as everyone went downstairs, they saw Zuo Danmei grabbing Sang Rou's collar with a ferocious look on her face.
"Yes, I, I want a divorce." Sang Rou's voice trembled a little, her pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of panic on her face.
When Sang Tianen saw this, he immediately stepped over, grabbed Zuo Danqing's hand, and said coldly, "What do you want to do, little aunt?"
As soon as Zuo Danmei saw Sang Tianen, her face changed into a flattering smile, as if by magic: "Tianen is here. I just wanted my sister-in-law not to get a divorce, so I got a little emotional."
Sang Tianen let go of her hand and nodded, "You came at the right time. I just have something to talk to you about."
Zuo Danmei was stunned: "What are you talking about?"
Sang Tianen found a chair and sat down, crossing his legs and looking straight at her: "Let's talk about the money you took from our Sang family over the years."
"What money? I didn't take any money from your family!" Zuo Danmei shook her head repeatedly.
Zuo Danqing also asked in surprise: "Daughter, what are you talking about?"
"Originally I didn't want to get involved in these matters, but you're too greedy this time, little aunt. You actually took so much money from our family in one go."
Sang Tianen took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff before saying, "I have no objection to you taking my dad's share. After all, you two are willing to fight and be beaten, so it's not easy for me to get involved."
"But now you're even trying to covet my mom's retirement money. Do you really think I'm too nice?"
"That money was given by my brother to show his filial piety to you, my mom, and my dad. I didn't take it. The old man is quite old, so what's wrong with giving some money as a son to show his filial piety?"
Sang Tianen laughed out loud: "That's fine, but you touched my mother's share, that's a big problem."
"If you don't want to make things too awkward, just take out the money and return it to my mother. I will still call you little aunt when we meet in the future."
Zuo Danqing looked at Sang Tianen with an embarrassed look on her face and said, "Daughter, the money has been given to your grandmother. It's not good to ask for it back. Besides, your grandmother is old. If she knew about this, she would definitely be very angry. What if she gets sick from anger?"
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