Chapter 570 Going to the funeral
Xiaobao is already in the first grade, and is no longer old enough to wear tiger-head shoes. But he is still a child after all, and he likes the tiger-head shoes very much. He wears them every night and walks around and rolls on the bed. He is so happy.

Wang Chunhua is very experienced in taking care of children and knows how to coax children. Xiaobao's relationship with her is getting better and better. When he knew that Wang Chunhua would not return to her hometown for the New Year, he was extremely happy.

Wang Chunhua was not touched when Cui Changjia said those words of thanks, but when she said that if her younger brothers and sisters came to visit her, they could still spend the New Year here, she was so moved that she didn't know what to say.

Even though she has a bad relationship with her sister-in-law, she raised her brothers and sisters. She would feel empty inside if she didn't celebrate the New Year with them. It would be great if she could let them come here to celebrate the New Year.

Wang Chunhua suppressed her gratitude to Cui Changjia and happily called her younger brother and sister.

This New Year's Eve was the most ordinary one for Cui Changjia.

It snowed heavily on New Year's Eve.

She and Zhou Qingyan stayed in the old house while the housekeeper and aunt prepared meals for New Year's Eve and the next day and then went home to celebrate the New Year. There were only the two of them in the huge old house.

After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, the two of them put on thick coats, made snowmen in the snow for a while, and set off fireworks for a while, but no matter how they played, it seemed boring.

People who are used to being busy will feel uncomfortable everywhere when they have nothing to do when they have free time.

Cui Changjia wanted to go to the factory to play with Xiaobao, but the snow was quite thick and it would be troublesome to come back at night, so he gave up the idea and dragged Zhou Qingyan to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

While watching the Spring Festival Gala, people made new year greeting calls and sent new year greeting text messages to each other, and New Year's Eve passed by uneventfully.

The first morning of the New Year is filled with fun after we eat dumplings and set off firecrackers.

Zhou Qingyan took Cui Changjia to visit people everywhere to wish them a happy new year. They ate a lot of candy and laughed all day long. Their cheeks were stiff and their mouths were almost crooked from laughing.

Cui Changjia met him at his sixth uncle's house and finally saw Zhou Hang's wife and newborn baby.

Zhou Hang's wife was in a very good mood, and his sixth uncle and aunt were also smiling. It seemed that the incident was over.

But this New Year's Day was the most unforgettable one for Cui Changjia.

In the evening, Cui Xiuyuan called Cui Changjia and told him that his grandfather had passed away and he had to go back to attend the funeral tomorrow.

Cui Changjia's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She really couldn't remember when her grandfather died in her previous life.

After all, the family was almost broken up at that time, and my parents were gone, so how could I have the time to care about my uncle?

The last time she went home to see her grandfather, he was in good health. Although her cousin asked her parents to go back this time, she didn't think that it just couldn't happen. She still thought that it just couldn't happen. At least he could hold on for three to five months or half a year. How could he just die?

Cui Xiuyuan said solemnly, "In fact, he didn't die on the first day of the new year, but on New Year's Eve when it was almost dawn. But we can't say that he died on New Year's Eve, we can only say that he died this afternoon. Changle and Xiaobao are not going back, you and Qingyan come here, we will go back together. I'm afraid you have to stay at home tomorrow night, and come back after the funeral the day after tomorrow."

His sister is already married, and according to the customs of her hometown, she and Zhou Qingyan must go back.

Cui Xiuyuan felt worse than Cui Changjia. Cui Changjia met his uncle once last year, but Cui Xiuyuan never went back since he was injured. He didn't even get to see his uncle for the last time.

Fortunately, their parents went back this year, which is a consolation.

Cui Changjia talked to Zhou Qingyan, and the two hurriedly prepared. That night, despite the slippery snow on the road, they returned to the factory. Cui Changjia was afraid that Changle would be scared with Xiaobao in the factory, so she called Tao Lei and Chang Ying, who were still in the hot spring hotel, to accompany Changle and Xiaobao.

Cui Xiuyuan also told Tao Lei to get up twice at night and walk around the factory. Their factory was on a long holiday this year, and they often heard the noise of motorcycles outside in the middle of the night.

Tao Lei told them to go back without worry.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Cui Xiuyuan received another call from Chang Yuanliang, saying that he would go back with them the next morning. It turned out that Chang Ying knew that Cui Changjia and the others had not told their father, so she told her father.

Chang Ying also didn't want to have much contact with her father, but if she chose not to say anything about this matter, her father would definitely be furious.

Cui Xiuyuan had no way of refusing Chang Yuanliang, so he agreed to pick him up tomorrow morning and go back home together.

The next morning before dawn, they set out from the factory to pick up Chang Yuanliang.

After Wang Chunhua learned about this, before they set off, she not only heated up big buns and boiled eggs for them and put them in a thermos, but also filled a large cup of rice soup for each of them in a thermos and put them in the car for them to eat on the way.

After picking up Chang Yuanliang, they went straight onto the highway. Cui Changjia drove on the highway, and Zhou Qingyan drove on the provincial road.

There’s nothing we can do. It’s snowing. The snow on the highway has been cleared, but the snow on the provincial roads has not been cleared, and many places are frozen.

It was supposed to be a five-hour drive, but because the provincial road was difficult to drive on, we encountered two car accidents along the way. They got off the car to help, and we were expected to get home before 12 noon, but we didn't arrive until 3 pm.

We had a safe journey, but when we arrived at the village, the car was extremely dirty.

Fortunately, Wang Chunhua packed them steamed buns, eggs, and hot rice soup in a thermos bucket, otherwise there would be no place to buy food along the way, and it would be uncomfortable to go hungry in such a cold day.

They parked the car at the entrance of the village and walked towards the old man's house.

It was Chinese New Year, and many people in the village were visiting relatives. They were not surprised to see Cui Xiuyuan coming back, but everyone knew that there was a funeral in their family, so when they met they just said hello and that was it.

However, when they looked at the marks left on Cui Xiuyuan's face, there was still surprise in their eyes!
The alley near my uncle's house was all white, and the mourning tent was set up at the gate. The people accompanying the spirit had already left, and only a straw mat was spread in front of the portrait.

Cui Xiuyuan walked over, knelt in front of the old man's portrait, fell to the ground, and began to cry.

Zhou Qingyan looked at Cui Changjia, at a loss.

Cui Changjia whispered to him to just follow Chang Yuanliang, and someone would come out to teach him what to do soon.

After giving his instructions, Cui Changjia went into his uncle's house. Someone in the yard heard the crying and came out to greet him. They were all cousins ​​in the yard.

I guess they were all there to accompany the coffin. It was cold outside and it was late, so there were no mourners. So they all went inside to warm up.

Cui Changjia couldn't stop crying when she heard her elder brother's sobbing. If their family hadn't had that disaster, everything would be the same as usual. Even if the eldest brother had passed away, no one would have felt so sad!

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