Liu Xiangru: "This..."
Thinking of this, Liu Xiangru felt even more sad.
She had just lost her husband, and now her daughter was at risk of losing her husband as well.
Originally, Zhou Zheng was the sky of their small family, but when Zhou Zheng was gone, the sky collapsed.
Originally, they thought that it was a good thing that Han Chen was there so that they could rebuild their little home.
However, Han Chen is very likely to stand on the opposite side of them...
"Momo..." Liu Xiangru held Zhou Mo's hand, "What should we... do?"
Zhou Mo hugged his mother, trying to warm Liu Xiangru with his body temperature.
She had already suppressed her previous grief and said expressionlessly, "We have to rely on ourselves. Mom, believe me, I can do it."
The news of Zhou Zheng's death also reached Yushan.
However, it was not until the day before Zhou Zheng's funeral that Zhou Mo informed his uncles.
Liu Xiangru had wanted to tell Liu Chengfu and Liu Chengyun a long time ago, but Zhou Mo stopped her.
She said she wanted to spend two days quietly with her father.
Originally, Liu Xiangru thought that Zhou Mo would be frightened and cry like when he was a child, or that he would not be able to accept Zhou Zheng’s departure and would have an emotional breakdown and become unrecognizable.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Mo was very calm.
She would help Zhou Zheng tidy up his appearance every day, place the freshest flowers next to him every day, and then talk to her a lot with a smile.
Zhou Mo never cried again after Han Chen left that day.
That was the strongest Zhou Mo Liu Xiangru had ever seen.
Their daughter has always been well protected by them, and has been pampered and loved by them at the top of their hearts.
They were reluctant to let Zhou Mo suffer any injustice, and never expected her to become strong or independent.
They will protect her.
However, parents will eventually be gone.
Zhou Mo has changed, becoming tougher and stronger than before.
Liu Xiangru hugged Zhou Mo and cried inconsolably.
In her life, she was first loved by her brother, and then protected by Zhou Zheng. She had never suffered much hardship or pain. Now she had no husband, only she and her daughter were left. The backbone of the family was gone, and she panicked.
On the one hand, she was nervous about how to handle Zhou Zheng's funeral, and on the other hand, she was worried about whether her daughter could overcome this grief.
Liu Xiangru really didn't have the confidence to set a good example for Zhou Mo.
She is not a strong mother.
But her daughter is definitely a strong daughter.
During these three days, Zhou Mo was responsible for arranging Zhou Zheng's funeral.
Including some of Zhou Zheng’s colleagues and friends who later rushed to pay their respects after hearing the news.
She sorted them all out and treated them politely.
Finally, Zhou Mo asked Liu Chengfu and Liu Chengyun to come because he didn't want to trouble them.
Zhou Mo said: "I am my father's daughter and an adult. I can handle everything."
She said this so calmly.
Liu Xiangru felt pain in her heart, but she couldn't say anything.
I was busy with funeral matters during the day, and had to accompany her and comfort her at night.
Zhou Mo also said as she said, she can handle it all.
Without any help from outsiders.
The funeral in Dongjiang is on the third day. The body is cremated first and then the ashes are collected.
There will then be firecrackers, a burning ceremony, and then a farewell ceremony for the family members.
After the farewell ceremony, a banquet will be held at the hotel for the guests.
All the procedures were handled by Zhou Mo personally.
A week ago, Zhou Zheng personally organized Zhou Mo's wedding, and a week later, Zhou Mo organized Zhou Zheng's funeral.
Zhou Mo experienced great joy and great sorrow in just over a week.
When Zhou Mo received the urn, he held it in both hands and walked around an open space according to local customs, and then thanked each mourner for burning incense and paying their respects.
The atmosphere on the scene was very serious and heavy.
I thought the ceremony would go smoothly, but unexpectedly, there were uninvited guests at the final funeral.
The person who came was none other than Han Chen's grandfather, Han Hongde.
Zhou Mo had never seen Han Chen's grandfather. He only saw an old man with completely white hair, leaning on a cane, getting out of a black car.
There was nothing special about the car, except that the white license plate was very conspicuous.
After Han Hongde got out of the car, the driver following behind him carefully escorted him to the center of the funeral venue.
Zhou Mo was wearing a pure white long dress, and her long hair was tied into a ponytail with a white headband, without even any extra knots.
Han Hongde, leaning on a cane, walked unsteadily towards the front of the ceremony.
There was a simple memorial table with a neat urn, photos and incense burner on it.
Zhou Mo and Liu Xiangru stood on the right side of the memorial platform.
Then I saw a strange old man coming towards me.
"Ms. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou," Han Hongde said with a stern expression, "I am Han Chen's grandfather."
He got straight to the point.
Zhou Mo and Liu Xiangru were caught off guard.
"It seems like you came at the wrong time," Zhou Mo took half a step forward and protected Liu Xiangru behind him.
"The dead are great, there is no time to talk about them," Han Hongde winked, and the driver next to him immediately took out three incense sticks from the table on the side and lit them for him.
Han Hongde handed the crutch to the driver, took the incense from the driver's hand, walked forward to observe a moment of silence, and then lit the incense.
"Don't be nervous," Han Hongde took the cane from the driver and said, "I'm just here to burn some incense for your father."
Zhou Mo looked at Han Hongde with confusion and vigilance.
She didn't believe that Han Hongde came all the way just to attend her father's funeral.
I don't believe it at all.
Sure enough, as soon as the previous sentence ended, the next sentence revealed the purpose.
"Han Chen said you'll be hosting a banquet for guests later," Han Hongde said. "After the ceremony, you and your mother should have some free time. I think the banquet later would be a good opportunity."
"Where is Han Chen?" Zhou Mo asked instead of answering.
"He should be in the hospital with his fourth brother. I don't know either," Han Hongde said. "Han Chen has the best relationship with his fourth brother. When they were young, they often got into trouble together. He should have told you about it."
Zhou Mo clenched his fists and tried his best to endure it.
Han Hongde is really good at stabbing people in the back.
She seemed to attend her father's funeral respectfully and in compliance with the rules, but she mentioned Han Ze from time to time during the conversation.
It was obvious that he was deliberately trying to make her feel upset.
Zhou Mo originally hated Han Ze so much that he wanted to eat him alive.
Han Hongde came here just to cause trouble and deliberately intimidate Zhou Mo.
When Zhou Mo saw Han Chen's grandfather for the first time, he noticed that he had a strong standing posture. Although he had a slight hunchback due to his age, his gestures could not deceive anyone.
Especially that arrogant posture, you can feel his great official power at a glance.
"This is my father's funeral. It's my responsibility and obligation as a daughter to take care of him until the end of his life, not Han Chen's," Zhou Mo paused and said, "If Han Ze also needs a funeral, I don't mind Han Chen, as his best brother, also seeing him off as a token of my love. If you think it's not enough, I can also dress elegantly and burn a stick of incense for him like you did. By then, I should be more generous than you and I will buy him two more wreaths. By the way, I will definitely not be like you, saying things that are inconsistent with what you do. By then, I will definitely be sincere and send him off."
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