Chapter 1091 Funeral, everyone has their own life

Zhong Yi didn't say a word, ate the chestnuts in his mouth, and got idle tears.

Qi Moye and Mrs. Han didn't speak, allowing Zhong Yi to vent.

The chestnuts in the bag were shallow, Zhong Yi didn't have a single grain left, and finished eating the sugar-fried chestnuts.

Zhong Yi's vision was blurred, and his voice was choked, "This is the most unpalatable fried chestnut ...... I've ever tasted."

"But, I want to...... One more chance to eat. ”

"What to do, it seems that I will never be able to eat."

Seeing Zhong Yi like this, Mrs. Han was so distressed that she wiped his tears with a tissue, not knowing how to comfort him.

In the son's heart, the existence of the father can never be replaced by others.

Qi Moye cried like this for the first time when he saw Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi is the youngest in the Qi family, and when he was a child, he was inevitably bullied.

Especially Qi Linfeng, who has a lot of fun, often pranks, and Qi Linfeng will always be beaten by his parents afterwards.

When he was a few years old, Zhong Yi would cry his nose, but when he was a little older, he never saw Zhong Yi shed tears again.

Zhong Yi has a cheerful personality and is the pistachio of the Qi family.

Like and dislike, the performance is clear, in the face of people you don't like, you can say 10,000 words of ugly words, and in the face of the people you like, you can't even speak clearly at first.

Zhong Yi is kind-hearted and is a little sun that illuminates others.

But few people know that this little sun came to the world, an accident within an accident, a mistake within a mistake.

……

A few days later, Liang Zong's funeral.

It was a cloudy day, a cold winter in December, and the wind was biting.

Liang Zong was a native of the Yun Clan and was buried in the cemetery of the Yun Clan.

Liang Zong had a very high status in the Yun clan during his lifetime, and the entire Yun clan mourned for it.

The crowds in the streets and alleys were all dressed in black.

Funeral parlor, wreaths are placed everywhere.

Many people from the Yun clan attended, and the three people from the south arrived, Mrs. Han, Zhong Yi, and Qi Moye.

The ceremony is taking place, cremation is carried out.

Everyone's expressions were solemn.

Yun Yu, who was so arrogant in the past, couldn't control his tears at the moment.

She was adopted by Yun Huai and Liang Zong, who was her father and had treated her very well over the years.

Liang Zong is a very gentle person in his bones.

Yunyu shed tears, not wanting to be seen, she lowered her head and raised her hand to wipe it.

A pack of tissues was handed to her.

It's Lu Qian.

The man was long, and he took a step forward, "I'll block it for you, so you can cry." ”

Yunyu took the tissue and lowered his eyes and couldn't speak.

Yun Wei and Yun Yan couldn't stand it either.

Liang Qiao was older than them and experienced more things, uncomfortable but didn't cry.

Parting from life and death is a compulsory growth lesson in life.

After the ceremony, the important relatives went to the cemetery.

Yun Huai was wearing a long black dress, with a slender and thin figure, and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of Liang Zong's tombstone.

It was Zhong Yi's turn.

Zhong Yi bent down to put the flower down, and then, he took two steps back, knelt on the ground, and bowed.

Zhong Yi had only bowed down in front of one person's tombstone before, his mother Zhong Yue.

Zhong Yi looked at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone and muttered, "As a father, you are really terrible. ”

His eyes were hot, "It's just that I'm an unlucky child, who made you my father, so, I forgive you, Dad......"

Zhong Yi called out this title that was unfamiliar to him.

If he knew that that day was the last time he would see Liang Zong, he would definitely not let Liang Zong go away like that.

After kneeling, Zhong Yi got up.

Liang Qiao came to him, "How about it, if it's uncomfortable, sister's shoulder will lend you." ”

Zhong Yi glanced at Liang Qiao and said lightly, "I finally know why I can't scare you, it turns out to be the eldest sister." ”

Liang Qiao looked at him and replied in the same way, "I finally know why I want to bully you when I first met, it turned out to be a little brother." ”

Inexplicable fate.

It turns out that the blood relationship will really be invisibly pulled.

Liang Yong walked over.

Zhong Yi: "Uncle." ”

Liang Yong patted Zhong Yi on the shoulder and comforted him softly, "Everyone has a life. ”

This is the fate of Liang Zong.

……

Out of the cemetery.

Yun Huai and Qi Moye met head-on.

Now that Yun Huai has regained his memory, Qi Moye also knows that Yun Huai is Bai Chuxiao's mother.

Qi Moye no longer calls Queen, "Auntie." ”

"How's the recovery going?" Yunhuai cares.

"Much better."

"Did you go to see Xiaoxiao?"

"Nope." Qi Moye's thin lips moved slightly.

Bai Chuxiao's grounding in the north, Yun Huai heard about it.

These days, because of the funeral, Yunhuai was not able to go to the north for the first time.

It won't be too far.

Soon, I will be able to see my daughter.

Yun Huai caught a glimpse of Mrs. Han walking behind Qi Moye, "Madam." ”

"It's been a long time." Mrs. Han said.

Yun Huai's heart was sour, it was indeed a long time since he had seen it.

To Yunhuai, Mrs. Han was guilty, "When are you going to go to the north?" ”

The news of the Yun clan's funeral and Yun Huai's identity must have reached the north.

And there is no movement in the north.

How could Mrs. Han not understand, you don't have to think about it to make it clear, Mrs. Yan is angry, and she is angry that Yunhuai left the child back then and said goodbye without saying goodbye.

It was Liang Zong who took Yun Huai away, of course Mrs. Yan didn't know these details.

Yunhuai has already made arrangements, "No. 14." ”

Mrs. Yan was reluctant to see them, and on the 14th, everyone in the north would travel to the cemetery, which was a good opportunity.

Mrs. Han's eyes flashed slightly.

The 14th is her husband, as well as Bai Xiu, Bai Bin, their death day.

……

At night.

Qi Moye lost sleep again.

He looked at the screen of his phone, which contained a photo of them at the beach last year.

In the background are blue tears from the sea, and the girl is smiling like a flower, gesturing with scissor hands.

At that time, they were not together.

Qi Moye looked at the photo for a long time.

Eventually, he put away his phone and took a coat out of the room.

In the open-air terrace.

Jiang Xie leaned against the railing, his posture was casual and lazy, and he was on the phone, he laughed, "You haven't wanted me for so long, and you have no conscience as always?" ”

When the words fell, Jiang Xie saw Qi Moye's figure.

Jiang Xie raised his eyebrows.

It's been more than half a month, and I finally can't help but attack the north at night?

Now that the injury is half healed, it is really willful.

Compared with Qi Moye, although he didn't catch up, he couldn't make phone calls.

Jiang Xie said in a lazy tone, "Cherish the days when I call you, some people can't make a phone call." ”

"Nerves." Tong saw that she didn't know, her voice was nasal, sleepy, and she didn't want to talk to him, "Sleep." ”

……

Qi Moye went around the north.

The headquarters of the black and white grid in the east, west, north and south are heavily guarded, and it is impossible for outsiders to enter silently.

Through Wu Tai, Qi Moye has already obtained the drawings of the north, as well as where there are guards, where there are infrared detection and police. Announcer, where there is a special channel, it is clear.

In the darkness of the night, the man sneaked in.

Even if he was only half injured, with Qi Moye's strength, as long as he came in, it would be easy to avoid the guards.

Bai Chuxiao lived in the building, and there were more guards around.

It was late, and there was hardly anyone else moving around except for the patrols.

Qi Moye avoided the second group of patrols and entered the building.

Arriving at Bai Chuxiao's floor, Qi Moye passed by a corner and saw Tian Xu in the corridor.