Chapter 1 (5)
When Yu Jia arrived, Yu Shuang's mother had already been pronounced dead.
The heart attack occurred in the early morning, it came very quickly, the pain only lasted a few minutes, and he passed away relatively peacefully.
Yu Meng ran from her home, her first thought being to seek refuge with Yu Shuang. Upon arrival, she found Shuang's home in utter chaos. Shuang was crying and wailing, while Rui was calling for an ambulance. In reality, Yu Shuang's mother had already passed away before the ambulance arrived. But Yu Shuang still begged the doctor to save her! Save her! Save her! Tears and snot streamed down her face. "No... Please save her... Doctor... Please save her!" she said, still feeling a little warm.
The rescuer said, "The patient has..." Before he could finish his words, Yu Shuang became hysterical, "No way! You are talking nonsense! No way! Hurry up and save him! If you don't save him, I will sue you!"
The paramedics suggested contacting a crematorium. Yu Shuang wanted to smash their heads in. Everyone else evacuated, but there was no other way. In the end, Shuang Mengrui and the other two took the victim to a nearby hospital.
Still powerless to save the situation.
Yu Shuang knelt on the ground, hugging her mother, sobbing bitterly. Anyone who heard her cry would inevitably be moved by the tragedy and burst into tears. Yu Meng stood nearby, her eyes and nose red. Her divorce suddenly became a trivial matter in the face of life and death. However, Yu Shuang's mother's sudden death further strengthened her determination to divorce. She didn't want to spend her whole life with Luan Chengyun. She deserved a better life, a better man, and she wanted to be a true lady.
Yu Rui gathered around Yu Shuang. She felt a pang of guilt. Why had Shuang's mother died on the day she was visiting? Her heart was knotted, as if her aunt's death had something to do with her. Was she unlucky? Did she bring bad luck to Shuang and her aunt? She couldn't help but blame herself, and her tears were particularly sincere and heartbreaking.
Yu Jia felt deep sympathy for Yu Shuang. She knew how much her mother meant to her, a weight almost equal to her life! Her aunt's sudden departure had ripped Yu Shuang's soul from her. As a fellow villager, an older sister, and someone who had experienced the bittersweet separation of life and death, Yu Jia felt an obligation to comfort Yu Shuang. However, at this moment, any words of comfort felt so pale. She could only walk over, kneel down, open her arms, slowly embrace her, and cry with her.
Despite having experienced her father's death, Yu Shuang had no experience in funeral arrangements. Her mother had always handled everything. Her grief was so intense that she couldn't handle it. The body was taken to the crematorium and placed in a frozen state. Yu Shuang's younger brother, Yu Qing, had just arrived from out of town to see his mother one last time.
Yu Jia went home and told her mother-in-law and Li Ren about the matter. After a few words of thanks, the mother and son agreed that Yu Jia should help and told her to comfort Yu Shuang.
The mother-in-law said to Li Ren, "Look, you're so pitiful. If I weren't here, you'd still be an orphan." Li Ren said angrily, "Mom, what are you talking about? You must live a long life. You haven't enjoyed so many blessings." After her husband said that casually, Yu Jia became more worried about her mother-in-law's "illness."
While washing the dishes, she whispered, "Mom, how is it?"
Her mother-in-law said, "The results are not out yet." After a pause, she added, "You have to quit smoking." She vowed.
Yu Jia thought, wait, there's no need to rush. Mother-in-law has to stay here for a while anyway. Fortunately, she's going to help Shuang, so she has a legitimate reason not to be home every day. Otherwise, she wouldn't know what to say to her mother-in-law all day long.
Liren said that the job search for her hadn't been finalized yet. She used to work in administration, and finding a good position wasn't easy. She couldn't be too busy, either. After all, her family was her priority. But she still needed to earn some money, do some work, and integrate into society.
Yu Jia was very afraid that one day she would have nothing to talk about with her husband.
Yu Rui had no acting jobs recently. Shuang's mother had passed away suddenly. She stayed with Yu Shuang day and night, never leaving her side. Yu Meng, wanting to avoid Luan Chengyun, kept her phone off the air, disappearing from the world. She only occasionally spoke or video-called her two sons in the US at night, fulfilling her motherly duties. So, she decided to stay at Shuang's house, too.
Three bedrooms and one living room, enough for living.
What's more, Yu Meng felt that she should stand up at this time. One of the important labels she gave herself was: righteous.
They are the four beauties of Yu and Ying. They must support each other.
Yu Shuang took a leave of absence from work. Her mood had sunk to its lowest point. All day, she either cried into her mother's pillow or lay flat on her bed. If you got close, you couldn't even hear her breathing.
The crematorium called to inquire about the cremation time—there were too many dead, and they had to gradually make room. Yu Shuang was agitated again. "No cremation! No cremation!" Yu Meng was terrified and muttered to Yu Rui, "Oh my God, she's like a zombie. Of course she can't be cremated. She can't be made into a mummy..." Yizi swallowed it alive.
Yu Rui felt that Sister Meng's words were harsh, but her words were true, so she had no choice but to say, "Let's wait for Xiaoqing to come. Things like this should be discussed between siblings."
Not long after, Yu Qing arrived. He immediately had a huge argument with his sister. He thought his sister hadn't taken good care of Mom—it was Mom who took care of her. His mom was exhausted. He gave an example, "How come Mom was fine at my place? If you weren't so incapable of taking care of yourself and clinging to her all day, how could she have gotten sick when she came to my place to take care of the kids? She was so happy."
Yu Jia had to persuade him, "This has nothing to do with your mood. Xiaoqing, don't blame your sister. It was an accident."
Yu Qing's resentment towards Yu Shuang had been long-standing. Ever since she took his mother's money, he'd lost his allies at home. He was left completely alone, facing two children, a wife, and his father-in-law and mother-in-law. Even after his mother passed away, she didn't even contribute to his retirement income. This time, seeing his sister living alone in such a large house, his resentment deepened. He felt that his mother had given all the family savings to his sister before she died—that they must have had an agreement: she would give the savings, and she would provide for his mother's retirement.
Now it's all over, finally. My sister has a stable income and is now free.
"Why are you so biased!" Yu Qing complained.
Such a wicked creature! Such misfortune for our family! Yu Shuang was so angry that he wanted to hit his brother.
Jia, Shuang, and Rui hurriedly tried to persuade them. The dead cannot be resurrected. Auntie in heaven wouldn't want to see infighting. The most urgent thing is to bury them in peace. Don't let a small issue ruin the relationship. Family is family after all...
After three layers of talk, Yu Shuang finally calmed down. Although her younger brother advocated a simple funeral—following the trend—Yu Shuang still decided to give her mother a proper funeral. She hadn't been able to show filial piety in life, but in death, she wanted to honor her mother with the utmost respect, simply to comfort her mother's spirit and express her deepest grief.
The mourning hall was as bustling as a street market.
Not only were Yu Rui and Yu Jia surprised, but even Yu Meng, who considered herself accustomed to large gatherings, hadn't expected so many people to attend Yu Shuang's mother's funeral. Connections. All of them. And they were all still online.
Yu Meng couldn't help but look at Yu Shuang differently. But what she couldn't understand was how a woman with such a wide network of connections still hadn't married? Was it because she didn't want to? Or... ahem... Yu Meng felt that thinking this way was a bit unkind... Hey... think about it, what's there to be afraid of? It was still these people, these men, who didn't truly treat Yu Shuang as a woman.
There are so many fish in the pond, Shuang is not willing to catch them all. Yu Meng can't guarantee that she will be as self-controlled as Shuang'er. If she sees that they are about to get divorced, she will cast the bait.
Yu Shuang and Yu Qing stood before the statue to greet the guests, bowing and muttering their thanks. Yu Jia's younger brother, Yu Yi, helped pass flowers at the entrance to the small auditorium. Yu Jia and Yu Rui were entrusted with the important task of collecting donations at the entrance. Yu Jia collected, while Yu Rui recorded.
Yu Meng was wandering around when she glanced over and saw her former best friend, Weng Yue, there too. She walked over to greet her. The occasion was special, so she couldn't smile too much. She controlled her expression and asked, "Are you here?" Weng Yue was even more surprised to see Yu Meng. She covered her mouth and said, "Oh, Yu...you...?"
Yu Meng explained, "We just happen to have the same surname, so we're not related."
Weng Yue explained that she had business dealings with Yu Shuang's company, that she had done educational training, and that she owed Shuang a favor.
"Is it here?" Yu Meng asked. Weng Yue said yes. Yu Meng then suggested that they visit more often and start making afternoon tea appointments in advance.
Yu Meng had a general idea of Weng Yue's situation: divorced, never remarried, and currently a director of a publicly listed company. She had a clue, but it was so hidden that she couldn't delve into it. However, she still felt that Weng Yue was wary of her, and she hadn't revealed anything about the introducer.
Yu Meng's understanding was this: It's human nature. She's prettier than Weng Yue, and Weng Yue is jealous of her. If she were to introduce a man to a social gathering, Weng Yue would likely be left with nothing once Yu Meng showed up. Therefore, there can't be two tigers in one mountain, let alone a tigress.
Yu Meng stood there, graceful and elegant, like a thin-necked vase, surveying the scene, waiting for her prey to come to her.
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