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Gu Chen tiptoed to Su Ruanruan's side and sat down cross-legged on the ground with her, completely disregarding his image.
He just sat quietly beside Ruan Ruan without saying a word.
However, Su Ruanruan didn't sit for long before standing up calmly, asking him in a voice devoid of any sadness, "Brother Gu Chen, is Uncle Zhong prepared with the things behind him?"
Qiu Shun quickly brought up the food that Uncle Zhong had prepared for Uncle Zhong.
Su Ruanruan reached out to take it, but Gu Chen grabbed her fair and slender hand. "Ruanruan, let me do it!"
Su Ruanruan stared at Gu Chen with calm, unwavering eyes for a moment, then nodded gently, "Okay, Brother Gu Chen, you come here!"
Su Ruanruan turned to face the wall until Gu Chen changed Uncle Zhong's burial clothes behind her.
Uncle Zhong's funeral was not a grand affair, but the entire Su family attended, including his maternal grandfather and three paternal grandfathers, who all came together to bid Uncle Zhong farewell.
Su Ruanruan didn't shed a single tear from beginning to end, and her face remained expressionless, as if she were an outsider.
However, after watching Uncle Zhong being laid to rest, my maternal grandfather and the three grandfathers helped each other down the mountain, and they were all a little downcast.
Grandpa Yan, the oldest among them, sighed and said, "Old Zhong is gone too. It's almost time for us old folks to get our turn."
Grandpa Peng and Grandpa Huang both sighed.
Grandpa chuckled and said, "Hey you three old folks, haven't you lived enough yet? Still here lamenting the passing of spring and autumn?"
Anyway, I've lived a full life.
More than ten years ago, when my wife went there, I wanted to go with her.
But back then, our little Ruanruan hadn't been found yet. I thought that if I went down there, I wouldn't be able to face my wife, so I shamelessly kept my mouth shut and lived for another ten years or so!
Enough, enough!
When Su Ruanruan heard her grandfather's words, she felt as if her heart was being squeezed painfully by a large hand.
It's like a monster living in your heart trying to break free of its cage, but the cage is too sturdy, and the monster can't get out.
She felt like crying, but her eyes were dry and she couldn't shed a single tear.
night.
She sat alone on the bedroom balcony, hugging her knees and looking at the stars in the sky.
Su Yiqing knocked on her door and went in after receiving a response.
Su Yiqing handed her a glass of milk, saying, "Ruanruan, drink some milk; it's good for your sleep."
Su Ruanruan took the milk, held it in her hands, looked at Su Yiqing whose temples were a little gray and whose eyes had a few wrinkles, and gently called out, "Big brother."
Su Yiqing smiled gently, "Ruanruan, are you still sad about Uncle Zhong's matter?"
Su Ruanruan looked at Su Yiqing with her clear and deep eyes, "When I came in, Wu Shan tried to stab my neck with a knife."
Actually, I could have avoided kicking her away. I could have grabbed her arm and broken her limbs, rendering her unable to move.
That way, Uncle Zhong might not have died.
Su Yiqing looked at her, her gentle eyes filled with seriousness and determination, and said, "Ruanruan, it's not like that."
You learned medicine from your grandfathers since you were a child, so you should understand that in Uncle Zhong's situation at the time, even if you subdued Wu Shan and prevented her from having any chance to harm him...
His life didn't last more than five hours.
When Wu Shan held the switchblade to his neck, he mustered his last bit of strength to let the knife pierce his neck.
For him, this was a relief.
Su Ruanruan sat on the sofa with her legs curled up and her arms resting on her knees.
She wasn't unaware of these principles, but she couldn't suppress the pain in her heart.
She would think of her maternal grandmother and maternal grandfathers when she heard about Uncle Zhong's death.
She even thought of her brothers and Gu Chen.
The images of his brothers dying tragically one by one before he transmigrated appeared vividly before his eyes once again.
She was truly afraid that if she, her brothers, and Gu Chen couldn't deal with Gu Heng's organization this time, it would be tantamount to her killing her brothers and Gu Chen.
Hearing her maternal and paternal grandfathers lamenting their advancing age and impending doom brought her the deepest sorrow she felt today.
Although Su Ruanruan has not grown up by Su Yiqing's side for more than ten years.
But Su Yiqing still understood her; others might not be able to discern the slightest emotion from her expression.
However, Su Yiqing only needed to see the slightest hint of emotion in her eyes to know what she was thinking.
Su Yiqing raised her hand and touched the top of her head. "Ruan Ruan, you've always been a smart and insightful girl since you were little, but you always like to get stuck on this one thing."
Your third brother told you that the root of the conflict between us and Han Ye was not you, so don't take all the blame on yourself.
Whether it's the eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, the fourth brother, the youngest brother, Su Lei, the sister Qianqian, the cousins, or even Gu Chen, none of them are afraid of death.
More than death, people are afraid of you becoming like this, causing them sadness.
Su Ruanruan looked at Su Yiqing with her dark eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Big brother, I won't cry anymore."
As she spoke, she lowered her head, just like when she was little and unhappy, she would hug her knees with her little hands and sit quietly by herself.
Su Yiqing understood that she meant she wanted to cry but couldn't, she couldn't feel sad, like a machine lacking emotions.
He stood up, gently embraced her, and patted her back with his warm hands. "Ruan Ruan, it's okay. What they made you lose, your brothers will help you find it back."
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