You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 1175
According to common sense, Shu Qingwu died in the hospital, and the body should be sent directly to the funeral home for cremation.

But I heard that the eldest aunt refused to give up. After Shu Qingwu died on the operating table in the emergency room, she hugged the corpse and cried and made noises, refusing to let go.

Whoever wants to move the daughter's body will have to fight desperately.

The uncle guessed that there was nothing he could do, so he spent a little money to move the daughter's body home first, put it in a coffin, and planned to finish the condolences before the funeral.

It is said that these days, the eldest aunt has been guarding in front of Shu Qingwu's coffin every day, not eating or drinking, talking to her daughter in a spirited manner.

It's a good villa, but for no reason there is an extra coffin placed in the center of the living room, which is already scary.

Coupled with Zhen Peiyi's crying and crying every day, several servants in Jinhu Harbor felt a little chilly.

Shu Qingwu had just returned to the capital again, so she didn't have many friends, it was rare that a few of her old classmates were offended, and no one came to pay her respects...

So at this moment, in the whole villa, except for the master of ceremonies, the Shu family, and one or two close business friends of Shu Guanghan, there are almost no other people.

"There is a guest—" the master of ceremonies of the mourning hall saw the mother and daughter of the second bedroom of the Shu family, and shouted in a long voice.

Shu Ge withdrew his thoughts and walked in with Xia Wanshu.

Seeing his siblings and niece coming, Shu Guanghan stopped crying and said nothing.

Xia Wanshu took the incense from the master of ceremonies, and after paying homage to Shu Qingwu's posthumous photo, she dragged her daughter to the side, but she heard the maid's helpless voice of dissuasion from the stairs:
"Madam, please slow down...you haven't eaten all day today, eat something before going downstairs."

Shu Ge followed the prestige, and saw the uncle's maid was chasing a figure with a bowl full of porridge and a spoon in her hand.

And that figure is none other than the eldest aunt.

She had never seen Zhen Peiyi like this.

In the past, Zhen Peiyi still had a charming charm, and she thought she was a rich wife no matter what. She was afraid of losing her composure in front of outsiders.

But at this moment, her hair was disheveled, she was wearing pajamas, her mouth was covered with rice porridge, and she opened the maid's hand while muttering:

"Give it to me, and I'll feed Qingwu."

He snatched the porridge from the maid's hand, ran downstairs, rushed to the side of the coffin, took a spoonful of porridge, and stuffed it into the mouth of the corpse in the coffin:
"Qingwu, get up and eat quickly. Mom tasted it just now. It's not hot... Open your mouth quickly. Why don't you open your mouth. You were the most obedient when you were young. You are not like other children at all. Why are you disobedient now? ...Hurry up and eat-"

After all, he stuffed the porridge so that his mouth was full.

Xia Wanshu was astonished and looked at Shu Guanghan.

I knew that according to this sister-in-law's temperament, it would be difficult to bear the pain of losing a daughter, but I didn't expect it to be more serious than I imagined.

It seems that there is a mental problem.

Shu Guanghan came to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward with a male servant and pulled Zhen Peiyi down.

Zhen Peiyi didn't hold the bowl steady, and with a bang, the bowl fell to the ground, the porridge spilled all over the floor, and she struggled frantically:
"What are you doing! Let me go! I'm feeding Qingwu—"

Shu Guanghan's two friends in the business circle suddenly started whispering.

Shu Guanghan lost face, couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped his wife in the face:
"Qingwu is dead! Stop messing around, please! Sober up!"

Zhen Peiyi staggered, her cheeks became red and swollen quickly, and she seemed to wake up a little bit.

Then he burst into tears: "Qingwu—my daughter—"

(End of this chapter)