My mother's condition is getting worse and worse.

Approaching the end of the year, Huang Ying was faintly worried, she didn't know if her mother would be able to survive this Spring Festival. Looking at her shriveled and scorched face, Huang Ying's heart burst into tears, she knew that she should make some preparations for her future, although she had never dared to touch this problem, but she had to make some considerations in advance, so as not to be more hurried.

Although strong, it also needs to be relied on. Huang Ying's first thought was Lin Yifan, but she just couldn't open this mouth, although her mother was right, maybe it would be over if she explained it face to face, but she still had a lot of worries, after missing Lin Yifan in Weiming Lake that day, she has been hesitating and struggling so far, not for anything else, just for her own pride and self-esteem.

After this incident, even Xiao Li chose to avoid it, and only occasionally called to say hello. The hateful Lin Yifan didn't have any information at all, although Huang Ying also thought about calling back to the company to inquire about his situation from the side, but after all, he still couldn't pull off that face.

My mother woke up in the morning, said a few words, drank a few mouthfuls of rice soup, and then fell asleep again.

Huang Ying sighed secretly, left the window half a gap, and then whispered a few words next to her mother's pillow, and saw her mother raise half of her arm in a daze and shake it to show that she knew, and then quietly went out.

After two transfers, I arrived at the Qinglong Cemetery, and it was nearly eleven o'clock when I saw the time.

When I was in the hospital, I also inquired with the patient's family in the corridor, and I heard that the price of the cemetery in the cemetery is now very outrageous, and the cemetery of about one square meter in Huizhou City costs at least 60,000 yuan. Some of the better ones are more than 100,000. People say that people can't afford to be sick now. I can't afford to die. Huang Ying was also a little worried at the time, but thinking that it was also the price in Huizhou, it was estimated that the price in Linjiang must be much cheaper. However, she was wrong, Huizhou's wages have risen a lot recently, but Linjiang has not risen by half a point, but the price of this cemetery has risen in a straight line with Huizhou. And he was about to shake the horn, Huang Ying was really dumbfounded at that time, but he also knew that even if he grinded his mouth, it was useless, so he had to retreat gloomily.

What to do? Could it be true, as my mother joked with her when she was sober, and scattered the ashes into the sea?

Huang Ying stood at the door of the Qinglong Cemetery, really in a dilemma.

But there's no way, let's go back first. Huang Ying took a long breath, raised her head and just wanted to start, but saw a familiar figure on the opposite side getting off the bus and standing on the platform to set the direction.

It's him, yes. It's him.

No, two people to be exact. A woman with a beautiful body got out of the car at the same time. Standing beside Lin Yifan, the two talked and laughed, and their demeanor was very intimate.

Just when Lin Yifan turned her head to look across the road, Huang Ying subconsciously turned her head, but her afterglow noticed that Lin Yifan seemed to have discovered herself, so she took advantage of a soliciting tricycle with a canopy passing in front of her, and quickly hid in the incense and candle shop at the door.

Through the glass door of the incense candle shop, Huang Ying saw Lin Yifan stepping off the platform, looking around, and hurriedly walked a few steps towards the middle of the road, as if looking for his figure, but was stopped by the woman.

It was really a beautiful woman, even across the road, Huang Ying could still feel the incomparable charm and charm exuded by this woman, but it was this charm that made Huang Ying's heart ache, and tears were rolling in her eyes, but Huang Ying endured it, and saw the two people opposite hugging her waist affectionately and going forward, so she slowly squatted down and cried bitterly.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Seeing this, the proprietress in her fifties in the store hurriedly turned out of the counter, helped Huang Ying to a rattan chair a little later, patted her back lightly and said comfortingly, "What's the matter, girl?" Is the family bad? "At the gate of this Qinglong Cemetery, this kind of business is done, for many years, day and night, but everyone who comes in to buy things, it is not all someone in the family who has died, but I have never seen someone crying so painfully, but the proprietress can't help but wipe the corners of her eyes.

Hearing the words of the proprietress, Huang Ying was even more sad, and the whimpering sound was even more unbearable. But fortunately, the proprietress kept holding her shoulders, which made her feel a little warm, and slightly relieved some of the loneliness and helplessness in her heart.

Finally enough crying. Huang Ying wiped her face, but she didn't feel embarrassed, she just felt a little better in her heart, so she thanked the proprietress for it.

The proprietress smiled tolerantly, grabbed her shoulders and shook her vigorously, giving her some encouragement.

Seeing that there was a public telephone on the counter, Huang Ying picked up the phone, but magically dialed Xiao Li's phone.

Huang Ying did not speak.

"Is that you? Where are you? Maybe he heard the strangeness of Huang Ying's breath from the phone, Xiao Li asked eagerly.

Huang Ying was silent for a while, and finally spit out six words: "At the gate of the Qinglong Cemetery." ”

"Qinglong Cemetery? Okay, stay there and don't move, I'll come over right away. Xiao Li didn't wait for Huang Ying to say more, so he hung up the phone decisively.

Huang Ying sat on the chair blankly, her mind was in chaos, and the intimate movements of the two people on the other side of the road still appeared in front of her from time to time. She didn't know what was wrong with Lu Dao, it stands to reason that she knew that Lu Dao Lin Yifan had a girlfriend, but that woman was not auspicious. If that woman was auspicious, her heart wouldn't hurt so much. She wanted to hate him, but she couldn't hate him, because she knew that Daolin Yifan was not an abusive person. But how to explain this scene in front of her, even if this woman is Xuewen, her heart is acceptable. But why is she so uncomfortable and upset now, is it because of herself, is it because of her own reasons, is it because of the events of that day that he is taking revenge on himself?

Huang Ying couldn't find the answer.

"Girl, drink saliva!" The proprietress poured her a glass of water and pushed it in front of her.

"Thank you!" Huang Ying said gratefully.

"No thanks, child, no matter how big things are, you have to be strong, and you have to live life again." The proprietress said.

Huang Ying bit her lip and wanted to smile, but she was a little miserable.

Seeing this, the proprietress couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

"Yellow Warbler!"

Huang Ying was agitated, and raised her head suddenly, but saw Xiao Li open the glass door and stand in front of her in a hurry, bringing a cold wind.

"Xiao Li ......" Huang Ying suddenly shuddered and wanted to stand up, but halfway up and fell back into the chair.

Xiao Li looked at the heartache, and then opened his hands.

Huang Ying glanced at him, and slowly snuggled into Xiao Li's arms obediently, but tears burst out of his eyes again.

"There's nothing to do, there's nothing to do!" Xiao Li stroked Huang Ying's hair and muttered.

After a while, Huang Ying finally came to her senses, and hurriedly pushed Xiao Li away, but found that it was a little abrupt and stiff, so she said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm much better now." But in his heart, he secretly scolded himself for what was going on, why would he call him.

"I'm fine, what about you? Would you like to sit down a little longer? Xiao Li asked softly.

"No need, let's go!" Huang Ying stood up and thanked the proprietress again.

Out of the door, Xiao Li couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come here?" ”

Huang Ying smiled bitterly and said, "My mother's condition is getting worse day by day, I have to make some preparations!" ”

"Well, you should have prepared earlier, then you must have met with something?" Xiao Li asked.

Huang Ying stopped, shook her head a little awkwardly, and said, "It's too expensive, I didn't expect the cemetery here to be so expensive." ”

"It's quite expensive, a few days ago a friend's father-in-law of mine passed away, and he also bought a hole here, and I heard that it cost more than 50,000 yuan!" Xiao Li replied casually, but found that something seemed to be wrong, so he asked again: "Then you have been in?" ”

Huang Ying nodded gloomily and stopped talking.

"It's okay! I'll be with you through this. Xiao Li turned to Huang Ying's front, held her soft little hand and said, "I'll help you arrange it when you go back, and you can take care of your mother at home with peace of mind!" ”

"Xiao Li, you can help me contact an agent and help me sell the house!" Huang Ying gently withdrew her hand, looked into Xiao Li's eyes, and said seriously. (To be continued......)