In an instant, all the sorrow seemed to freeze in the air, and grandma's soul lightly broke away from the shackles of the world, leaving behind a room full of astonished and reluctant relatives.
Everyone's tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, but they were unable to stop the figure that was moving further and further away.
Chuchu's eyes were also wet, but she suppressed her grief and looked out the window through the curtain of tears.
I saw Black and White Impermanence standing quietly behind my grandmother, dressed in plain clothes, their faces solemn and compassionate. My grandmother showed no fear at all. Instead, she turned and waved goodbye to her family in the house, her smile filled with warmth and relief, as if to say, "Goodbye, my children, don't worry."
At this moment, Chuchu's heart was deeply moved, and she followed her grandmother on the Yellow Spring Road to the underworld. Today, the Yellow Spring Road was unusually peaceful and tranquil, with red spider lilies blooming quietly on both sides, adding a touch of poignant beauty to the journey.
Until they arrived at the Naihe Bridge, grandma stopped and faced the bowl of Mengpo soup that could make people forget their past life memories without any hesitation.
Before drinking, grandma looked at Chuchu again, her eyes full of trust and entrustment: "Chuchu, the future of the Song family depends on you. As long as they can live in peace and die of old age, grandma will be satisfied."
Chuchu held her grandmother's hand tightly, with a determined light in her eyes. She nodded solemnly and promised: "Grandma, don't worry, I will take good care of everyone in the Song family. Please believe that everything will be the best arrangement."
Then, with a smile, Grandma drank the Mengpo soup. At that moment, her eyes became strange and hazy, as if all her memories and emotions had vanished along with the soup. She turned around and, along with a group of souls also awaiting reincarnation, slowly walked into the depths of the underworld, gradually drifting away...
Po Meng stood at the end of the bridge, watching this scene unfold, her eyes filled with tenderness. She whispered to Chuchu, "Princess, rest assured. Your grandmother will be reborn into a good family. The Pluto has already made arrangements for this, and he will not let her suffer the slightest injustice."
Chu Chu nodded slightly to Meng Po gratefully and said softly, "Thank you, Master Meng Po. I feel relieved with your words."
In just a moment, she traveled through the time tunnel and returned to the human world.
Song Yaqing saw her daughter appear again, "Where have you been, Chuchu?"
With no one else around, Chuchu quietly told Song Yaqing the truth: "Send grandma to Naihe Bridge and watch her drink Mengpo soup before returning. Don't worry, grandma will still be born into a family of scholars and wealth in the future."
Song Yaqing nodded, "Chuchu, I feel relieved when you say that."
Chuchu nodded: "Don't be too sad, Mom. And don't worry, I will always take care of both my uncle and his family, and will not let the Song family suffer any grievances."
Song Yaqing smiled. "Although I know you are a god, I still feel like my daughter has grown up. My Chuchu is 18 years old and will be attending Rongjing University in the fall."
Chuchu patted Song Yaqing on the shoulder: "But I am your daughter."
Song Yaqing sighed and said, "I wonder if you still remember what you said back then? You said you would officially leave the human world when you turn 18..."
Chu Chu said, "But I don't want to leave for the time being. I think the human world is pretty good. I want to stay for a while, at least to take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life."
In the blink of an eye, Chuchu crossed endless time and space and quietly returned to the familiar world.
Song Yaqing looked at her daughter who suddenly appeared, her eyes full of surprise and confusion, and hurriedly asked: "Chu Chu, where did you go just now? Why did you disappear suddenly?"
Chuchu smiled softly, her eyes filled with mystery and tenderness. She approached her mother and softly explained everything, "Mom, I just went to the underworld and saw grandma across the Naihe Bridge. I watched her drink the Mengpo soup that can make people forget their past. Don't worry, grandma's soul will be safe and sound, and she will still be able to enjoy the blessings of a scholarly and wealthy family in her next life."
After hearing this, Song Yaqing finally felt relieved. She stroked Chuchu's hair and said with emotion: "Chuchu, I'm really pleased that you can think about grandma like this."
Chu Chu nodded vigorously, her eyes firm: "Mom, don't worry about me. Besides, I will always pay attention to my uncle's family and make sure they can live a good life. I will not let anyone in the Song family suffer any grievances."
Upon hearing this, Song Yaqing's face lit up with a warm smile. She looked at Chuchu, who had grown into a graceful young lady, and felt both proud and reluctant to leave. "Although I know you are not an ordinary person, every time I see you, I feel like my daughter has grown a little bit more. In the blink of an eye, you will be turning 18 and will enter Rongjing University in the fall. Time flies."
Chuchu patted her mother's shoulder, her eyes gleaming with tenderness. "No matter where I am, I will always be your daughter. Mom, do you know? I feel that the human world is particularly good now. Here I have you, my family, warmth and love. So, I don't want to leave for the time being. I want to stay a little longer and be by your side until I can take care of you in your old age and see you to the end. This is my wish in the human world."
The mother and daughter smiled at each other, and the affection and warmth spread quietly in the small space, as if even time had stopped.
Preparations for the funeral are underway, and every corner of the house is filled with a solemn and slightly sad atmosphere.
Chu Fei, the eldest sister of the Chu family, is a 32-year-old artist who has long been famous in the piano world. However, she still maintains the posture of a single aristocrat. Although she has a caring boyfriend, it seems that no one is in a hurry to push her into marriage and give her enough freedom and space.
On the other hand, the eldest brother Chu An, who is also 32 years old, is a professor at a university and has been sailing in the ocean of knowledge for many years. He is not only successful in academics, but also has a happy family. He has been married for two years and lives a sweet and warm life.
Meanwhile, the family's middle brother, known for his simple and lovable nature since childhood, finally reached the end of his university life this year. With a deep passion for photography, he dreams of opening his own studio to capture every touching moment in the world. Fortunately, his good friend Gu Yechen generously offered to invest in his dream, undoubtedly paving a solid foundation for his future.
As for Rong Qi, the celestial Qilin who, through fate, had been reborn into the Song family, he had grown into a fifteen-year-old teenager, about to enter high school in September. He seemed like a natural born, displaying astonishing talent in both academics and artistic endeavors, leaving many marveling at his extraordinary talent.
At this moment, Chuchu, the seemingly lazy but actually thoughtful second sister, was leisurely sitting with her legs crossed, standing out from the busy crowd. She tried to steal a moment of leisure, but unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Song Qi spotted her: "Second sister, why are you slacking off here? Everyone is so busy!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Chu just made a gentle gesture to silence the crowd, with a subtle seriousness in her eyes. "Shh, keep your voice down. Don't disturb the people inside."
Song Qi hummed: "Second sister, are you being mysterious?"
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