Chapter 647: Find a hot pot to hold
The buffet hosted by the Su family came to an abrupt end.
The big red lanterns that were originally hung in the yard to add to the festive atmosphere were taken down and replaced with white lanterns.
Even if we only bring back Su Xiaoliu's ashes, we have to bury them in peace, right?
After a busy period, some people went to the town to buy paper money for making paper objects, and some went to buy white cloth to make mourning clothes.
The largest coffin shop in town also brought out high-quality coffins.
Because the Su family was well-known in the surrounding area, the news of Su Xiaoliu's death spread quickly.
"Alas! What a pity!"
"Who says it's not true? The Su family has always been kind, they live a good life, and they are lucky..."
"Isn't his little girl the most blessed? Why is her brother..."
"Look at what you said. His little girl is blessed. Could it be that she can protect her brother and keep him safe on the battlefield?"
"That's right! Even God takes naps sometimes..."
Su family.
Tangbao looked up at the sky all afternoon.
"Sister Suya, do you think... does God ever take a nap?"
Xia Siya, "...Why would God take a nap?"
His eyes were red and swollen, and his face was full of confusion.
It seems that Tang Bao asked a very strange question.
Tang Bao, “…”
"But why don't I want to cry?" Tang Bao was also puzzled. "I was so anxious that I wanted to cry yesterday, but I don't want to cry today."
Xia Siya, “…”
Suddenly his red and swollen eyes widened.
"Yes! Sister Fuya, why haven't you been crying?"
Only then did Xia Siya realize that Tang Bao had not shed any tears.
Tang Bao, “…”
He looked at Xia Siya with an innocent face.
She just didn't want to cry.
Not only do I not want to cry, I also want to laugh.
Xia Siya blinked her eyes.
"Sister Fuya, why don't you want to cry? Sixth Brother loved you so much, and now that he's dead, we can't see him anymore. We... wuwu..."
Before Xia Siya finished speaking, she started crying.
"Sister Siya, please stop crying. Seeing you cry like this makes me want to cry too..."
Tang Bao didn't finish her words when she felt a chill in her heart.
"Sister Siya, God really doesn't take a nap, does he?" Tang Bao suppressed the urge to cry and suddenly asked again.
Xia Siya wiped away her tears, not understanding why Sister Fu Ya was so obsessed with this issue.
"God is an omniscient and omnipotent god. Gods don't need to sleep, so he definitely won't take a nap!"
Tang Bao, “…Oh.”
I felt inexplicably relieved.
"Sister Suya, take a break before crying. I'll go see my mother first." Tang Bao stood up and said.
"Okay, Sister Fuya, please persuade Aunt Su. Aunt Su is old, and being too sad will harm her health." Xia Siya said with sobs.
Even without Xia Siya's reminder, Tang Bao would have persuaded Old Lady Su.
Moreover, no matter whether it was true or not, she had to find a warm pot for her mother to hold.
Tang Bao went directly to the room where Old Lady Su lived.
Because the mourning shed was set up in the yard where Su Xiaoliu lived, although the Su family was shrouded in a sad atmosphere and crying could be heard from time to time, it was very quiet in Old Mrs. Su's room.
Old Mrs. Su lay on the kang with her eyes closed, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes from time to time.
Mrs. Xia sat beside her, wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief from time to time, then changing another handkerchief to wipe Old Madam Su's tears, and whispering to Old Madam Su.
"Godmother, you've been tired all day. Go and lie down for a while. I'll accompany my mother." Tang Bao walked into the house and said to Mrs. Xia.
Mrs. Xia rushed to the Su family early in the morning. She was so tired that her back and waist ached and she could hardly hold on.
So, after listening to Tang Bao's words, she thought about it and said, "Okay, you should persuade your mother and let her not be too sad."
After saying that, he lowered his head and said to Mrs. Su: "Sister-in-law, Tang Bao is still young and has not yet been engaged. If you don't think about others, you should also think about Tang Bao. Take good care of yourself. If your body collapses, who will Tang Bao rely on in the future? No one can love her as well as her own mother, right?"
When Old Lady Su heard Madam Xia mention her little girl, she opened her eyes with a look of sorrow. She first glanced at the timid little girl, then said to Madam Xia, "What my sister-in-law said is true. Xiaoliu is a cruel person who abandoned me, her own mother..."
Old Mrs. Su didn't say a word before she choked up and started crying again.
Tang Bao quickly took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears of Old Lady Su.
"Mom..." He called out softly, and his eyes immediately turned red.
Seeing her mother so sad, Tang Bao felt sad and wanted to cry.
But she wanted to endure it.
Don’t ask her why, she just wants to endure it!
When Old Mrs. Su saw her little girl pouting and having red eyes, she immediately felt distressed.
"Don't cry, my little girl. I won't cry either." Old Mrs. Su sniffed and touched the little girl's head soothingly.
Then, he looked at Madam Xia and said, "Sister-in-law, you should go and rest first. Don't worry, I will take good care of myself for Tang Bao. I will not be able to close my eyes even if I die until I see Tang Bao grow up, get married, and live a happy life!"
Madam Xia said angrily, "Look at you, what are you talking about? Don't say such unlucky words anymore. With Fu Ya here, as long as we take care of ourselves, we will all live a long life. When Siya and Fu Ya get married and have children, we will still be grandmothers and will have the chance to watch our grandchildren grow up and get married..."
At the end of her speech, Mrs. Xia forced a smile on her face, patted Old Mrs. Su's hand, stood up and walked out, leaving the space to the Su mother and daughter.
Tang Bao first poured a bowl of tea for Old Lady Su to moisten her mouth, and then wrung out a handkerchief to wipe her face.
Old Mrs. Su's sadness was relieved a little by being taken care of by her little girl.
Tang Bao took off her shoes and went to sit on the kang, then she sat down next to Old Lady Su. She took Old Lady Su's hand and whispered, "Mom, don't be sad. Sixth Brother might have faked his death."
Old Mrs. Su, “…”
It was like a thunderclap exploding in my ears.
Old Madam Su sat up, holding Tang Bao's hand tightly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Tang Bao, how did you know? Did Young Master Yang tell you? Did Young Master Yang hear it from the old general? Or did he get the news from the emperor?"
Tang Bao was a little confused.
What does this have to do with my little brother? What does this have to do with my uncle? What does this have to do with my uncle the emperor?
However, Old Mrs. Su held Tang Bao's hand and continued to ask questions with an expectant look on her face.
"What did they say? What exactly happened? Why did your sixth brother fake his death?"
Tang Bao, “…”
How should she respond?
Besides, she just said "maybe".
However, Tang Bao looked at the eagerness in Old Lady Su's eyes and the way she was holding onto her hand as if it were a life-saving straw, and she could not utter a word of denial no matter what.
If a person has hope and then it is shattered, that is the greatest blow.
"Mom, look, I'm not crying." Tang Bao said with a stiff upper lip, "I won't cry. Sixth brother will definitely be fine..."
"My daughter is right!"
Old man Su lifted the door curtain and walked in with red eyes.
His eyes were filled with intense eagerness.
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