Yan Xiaonan quickly grabbed a stool from the side and placed it by the bed. Then she led the children out, and Ye Huili waved for them to leave as well, closing the door behind them. They wanted to leave space for their parents.
"Old Ye, marrying you is my greatest happiness. I can die without regrets," Fu Qingping said forcefully.
Ye Ren held Fu Qingping's hand tightly and said with a smile, "The moment I saw you, I made three decisions. First, I wanted you to enter my Ye family in a grand and glorious way. Second, I wanted you to be the young mistress of the Ye family happily. Third, I wanted to travel the world with you and eat all kinds of delicious food."
Unfortunately, I only kept the first promise; I broke the other two. I'm not a good husband, much less a good father. You've suffered so much following me."
Fu Qingping shook his head slightly: "Old Ye, I became the young mistress of the Ye family as soon as I entered the door. I eat and drink well every day, and I can still do my own things. We even went abroad. So, you have done it all. You are a good husband and a good father."
"Qingping, don't talk. If you're tired, just close your eyes and get some sleep. I'll sit here with you and watch you sleep." Ye Ren saw Fu Qingping speaking with his neck straight, and tears streamed down his face with heartache.
As the saying goes, a man doesn't easily shed tears. Even in the most difficult times, Ye Ren would swallow his tears and bear it all. But now, at this moment, he couldn't hold back anymore.
"Hui Xian, let her come back." Fu Qingping insisted on saying what he wanted to say.
“If she’s willing, I’ll let her come back,” Ye Ren agreed.
Fu Qingping gripped Ye Ren's hand tightly and said haltingly, "Old Ye, you... take good care of yourself, Nan Nan..."
Ye Ren nodded. Nan Nan would definitely take good care of himself. He wouldn't have to worry about anything in his old age. But if he didn't have the person he loved most in his life, would life still be meaningful?
Ye Ren slowly loosened his grip on his own hand, then turned and grasped the hand that had accompanied him for a lifetime, holding it tightly and unwilling to let go.
Seeing the relieved smile on Fu Qingping's face, Ye Ren smiled too: "Wait for me over there. I'll come find you once I've finished what I need to do."
Ye Chenming's phone kept ringing, and Ye Huili's phone kept ringing too. Apart from Grandma Yan and Fubao, everyone who was supposed to come had come, and even those who weren't supposed to come had come.
Yan Xiaonan became more vigilant. It was especially important to prevent accidents at times like these. Fortunately, Yi Jianjin, Shen Shaohua, Dean Tan, and Jiang Xing all listened to Yan Xiaonan and stayed at their posts.
Ye Wen also called Yan Xiaonan to tell her that he had returned to the eight-courtyard house, that Grandma Yan and Fubao were both fine, and that everything in the courtyard house was also normal.
Yan Xiaonan felt relieved. With Uncle Wen at home, she was much more at ease. But when she looked at Fu Qingping and Ye Ren in the emergency room, her mood instantly plummeted.
"Chenming, we need to prepare for Grandma's funeral."
Ye Chenming stared blankly at the door. His grandmother, who had raised him since he was a child, who sat by the bed making clothes for him and his sister, who stood in the kitchen making snacks for them, was gone just like that.
Ye Chen'er could no longer contain her grief and buried her face in the stool, weeping. Yan Aidang tried to comfort her, but Ye Chen'er was already overwhelmed with heartache.
Ye En had followed Ye Ren for most of his life, so he naturally knew how to handle funeral arrangements. He came to Yan Xiaonan and said, "Nannan, while Grandma's body is still warm, we need to change her into her burial clothes."
I know where they put the things. I'll go back first and have someone bring the funeral clothes over, then I'll set up the mourning hall at home.
Yan Xiaonan nodded repeatedly. As the matriarch of the Ye family, she was responsible for handling these matters.
"Brother Aidang, you go back with Uncle En to get the things. Dad, you take the children and go back with Uncle En. Tianru and Yushu, stay with Great-Grandma with your little brother. Be good, okay?"
Enming didn't want to leave Yan Xiaonan, but he had already learned to read and write and understood many principles. He knew that now was not the time to be willful, so he obediently leaned on Yan Xiaoqiang's shoulder and waved goodbye to Yan Xiaonan.
"Dad, you and Grandma go to the backyard and close the backyard gate tightly. Don't let anyone in," Nan Nan whispered in Yan Xiaoqiang's ear.
Yan Xiaoqiang felt a chill run down his spine and nodded repeatedly. He led the children into the car with Yan En. From that moment on, Yan Xiaoqiang knew he was responsible for the safety of these children.
“Aunt, do you know who works as a caregiver at the hospital? When the funeral clothes arrive, I'd like to ask them to help my grandmother change her clothes and then take her home,” Yan Xiaonan asked Xue Ying.
Xue Ying nodded and went to find someone she knew. The hospital had a unified arrangement for this kind of thing. As for taking the old lady out, that was up to the Ye family.
Ye Huili was certainly capable. After Yan Aidang brought Fu Qingping's burial clothes, an hour later, Fu Qingping lay down in the coffin that Ye Ren had prepared in advance, waiting for the funeral to take place the next day.
Ye Huiguo and Sheng Lijuan finally arrived. Looking at their disheveled hair, you could tell how hastily they rushed over after receiving the news.
The two knelt before the coffin, regretting that they hadn't come to the capital a day earlier, so they wouldn't even be able to see each other one last time. Everyone silently burned paper money; who could have predicted such a thing?
Yan Xiaonan is now concerned about Ye Ren and Grandma Yan. Ye Ren's sadness is deep in his heart, a pain that can never be erased.
Grandma Yan's grief stemmed not only from a sense of shared loss but also from a deep-seated fear. The person who had been laughing and chatting with her just yesterday was now gone, a loss that made her uneasy.
Aside from providing the mountain god's energy, Yan Xiaonan was helpless. No one could control or avoid such a separation of life and death.
The funeral was very grand. Ye Ren wanted to personally send Fu Qingping's ashes back to Shanghai, where Ye Ren had prepared a burial plot long ago. They were both from Shanghai, so of course they wanted to return to their roots.
Yan Xiaonan and Ye Chenming were to accompany Ye Ren to Shanghai, but before they arrived, news came from the airport that the batch of raw stones had been detained there, with the reason that the paperwork was incomplete and the goods could not be picked up.
It was obvious that someone had secretly intervened. In this time of grief, someone was still able to extend their evil hand to cause trouble. Yan Xiaonan was filled with murderous intent.
She drove directly up the mountain, found Xue Honggen, and told him that she was about to take action. She explained that Xia Guo had a law that anyone who joined a special forces unit could be forgiven for any mistakes they made when their own interests and lives were threatened.
Xue Honggen is actually quite old, and many things are done in secret. He is like a figurehead, only speaking up when it matters, and rarely taking the lead otherwise.
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