The darkness swallowed up all the tears. He Tingjun's fragility lasted only one short night. When he woke up the next day, he was as strong and steady as usual.
The temperature is high in summer and the time for the funeral is limited. The funeral ceremony must be carried out immediately, and all kinds of trivial matters are very time-consuming and exhausting.
He Tingjun also became busy and basically had no time to stay in the guesthouse. Yun Qiao could not help much. Her job was to take good care of the two children and let He Tingjun be busy as much as possible without any worries.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the funeral.
The old man's funeral was held at the funeral home, and a small memorial service was held.
The old man spent his entire life teaching and educating people, and his students are all over the world. Although the funeral was not grand due to the customs of the times, a lot of people still came to the scene to pay their respects.
The atmosphere at the memorial service was subdued and heavy. He Tingjun, the grandson, stood in the first row, his expression heavy, his eyes filled with grief. Yun Qiao and his two children stood with the women. The two children seemed to understand the sadness, their small hands clinging tightly to the hem of Yun Qiao's clothes.
After the ceremony comes the burial.
The old lady and the old man had lived a lifetime of happiness and harmony, but suddenly they were separated forever. They were extremely sad and almost fainted from crying. Finally, Uncle He and the two brothers He Ruilin held the urn on each side and placed the old man's ashes in the grave. Finally, they began to bury the body. Many people around them sobbed softly.
After the funeral was over, everyone left the cemetery together.
He Ruilin and Shi Shan were so busy that they could only squeeze out three days of vacation. After the funeral, they had to return to Chuncheng immediately.
When leaving, Shi Shan held the two children's hands and said reluctantly, "We live so far away, it's not easy to see each other. I haven't even gotten to know the two children yet, and we have to part again."
Yun Qiao comforted her, "Mom, there will always be opportunities in the future."
Shi Shan forced a smile and said, "Well, when you and your wife have time, come back to Chuncheng. Our house is spacious now, you can stay in any room you want."
Yun Qiao nodded and said, "We will. When we have time, we will bring the children to visit you in Chuncheng."
After returning to the guesthouse, He Tingjun was still in a bad mood and was often distracted. Sometimes he couldn't hear the two children calling him and was completely absent-minded.
After coaxing the child to sleep that night, Yun Qiao walked over to sit next to He Tingjun, gently took his arm, and rested his head on his shoulder: "Tingjun, I know you feel bad that grandpa is gone, but life must go on, and grandpa certainly doesn't want you to be depressed all the time."
He Tingjun held her in his arms, hummed, and said softly, "I know, it's just that when I think about never seeing him again, my heart feels like a big hole has been broken, empty."
"I felt the same way when Grandma Ye left. It will be fine after a while." Yun Qiao patted his back gently and comforted him softly, "Go to sleep. You won't think about it when you fall asleep."
He Tingjun nodded, hugged her, and slowly closed his eyes.
The wind blew at night, and the cool breeze from outside blew into the room through the open window, dispelling the summer heat in the room.
The next day, it rained in Shanghai.
In the early morning, the sound of raindrops fell on the window sill, making the ground near the window wet.
It was raining and Yun Qiao couldn't go out, so she had to give up her plan to visit Qin Lili at her home. She could only take her two children to chat with He Tingjun's eldest cousin who lived next door.
Uncle He has two sons and two daughters. The He Jianhua I met before is the eldest son. He has an older sister. Sister He married not far from her husband's family in Shanghai. Since her husband left, he has been working in other places. She has always been with him, traveling all over the country with her three children. Last year, her husband was transferred to Jiangxi Province, which makes it closer to Shanghai.
The third and fourth siblings are younger than He Tingjun and are not married yet. The third sibling is a soldier in the navy in Zhejiang Province, and the fourth sibling is a girl from a wealthy family. She has been good at studying since childhood and was recommended to study at the Agricultural and Military University, where she stayed on as a teacher.
He Xiaogu's family has two daughters and one son, all of whom are young. The eldest is only seventeen years old, and the youngest, the son, is less than ten years old. He hides behind He Xiaogu and doesn't say much.
Because they lived far away from each other and had only met a few times, Yun Qiao was not familiar with these cousins.
It was during this time that my eldest cousin He Fangqing came with her children to attend the funeral and stayed in the same guesthouse with Yun Qiao and the others, that they became familiar with each other.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
