Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 737 Grandma
Wu Wenlan's cemetery was bought in a newly built cemetery on the outskirts of the city. The environment here is good, but no matter how good the environment is, it can't change the smiling faces of the group of people who are seeing Wu Wenlan off at this moment.

Today's weather is not bad, the sun is not so violent, and there is a slight breeze.

Cheng Shao and the whole person looked a lot older and thinner in the past few days. Although they had slowly accepted the fact of Wu Wenlan's death, they couldn't let it go immediately.

Cheng Yue also lost a lot of weight, no matter how sad he was, he cleared up his emotions after that night and began to deal with Wu Wenlan's funeral in Dali. Wu Wenqing was worried about his emotions and wanted to arrange the funeral, but But he was rejected by Cheng Yue, who insisted on doing everything by himself, so he hardly closed his eyes for several days in order to be busy with the funeral.

Seeing it in Mi Jia's eyes, apart from being distressed, she is very aware of Cheng Yue's temper and character, and knows that he persists in this way because he wants to give his mother the last filial piety. Although their mother and son have been together for more than [-] years Mother and son, but the real time to live together did not last long.

The funeral was very simple, only a few relatives and friends were notified, and not many people came.

Aunt Qin also came over with the little guy in her arms. The little guy was also wearing a small black dress today, with a white string tied around his wrist, and his big eyes were rolling around. So many people seem to be curious about everything and find everything amusing.

Babies who are eight or nine months old are very active, and sometimes they are so strong that it is a little surprising because of their strength.Aunt Qin was holding the child with one hand like this, the little guy leaned forward and wanted to go forward, but Aunt Qin almost didn't keep her, and was so scared that Aunt Qin was covered in cold sweat, but the little guy didn't know that he had made a mistake and looked funny Looking at Aunt Qin and smiling, that look really made people angry and funny.

"Aunt Qin, let me hug you." Mi Jia stepped forward to take the little guy from Aunt Qin's hand, carried the baby towards Cheng Yue, and whispered to the little guy in his arms, "Hang Hang, be good. Let's go get grandma."

The little guy seemed to feel the seriousness of the atmosphere, and after being held in Miya's arms, he leaned quietly, his eyes staring straight ahead, although he was still curious, but he didn't move around like before.

Mi Jia carried him back to Cheng Yue, stood in front of Wu Wenlan, and looked at the photo of Wu Wenlan pasted on the stele. The photo was chosen by Cheng Shaohe himself. It was a photo of Wu Wenlan two years ago. Wu Wenlan is not sick yet, she looks very good and energetic, the smile on her face is not big, but she has a gentle and virtuous look, which is what Mijia gave her when she first met Wu Wenlan. feeling.

Looking at the photo above, Mi Jia said in a low voice, "Mom, I brought Hanghang to see you." The sad emotions had not been completely brought back from the day Wu Wenlan jumped off the building, so she looked into her eyes unconsciously. Slightly sour.

Enduring the sadness in her heart, she hugged the little guy and whispered to the little guy, "Hanghang, grandma is here, take a good look at her." She knew how much Wu Wenlan liked Hanghang, and loved her so much. It is very clear, she even remembers that she and she wanted to wait until Hang Hang grows up, and when her body is better, she wants to take Hang Hang out to play, to some places she wants to go, to have fun , it's a pity that she left before Hanghang grew up...

The little guy really did what Mi Jia said, looking forward seriously, seeing the photo on the stele, he seemed to recognize it immediately, and he stretched out his hand and was about to walk forward.

Miya hugged him, and seeing him so agitated, he quickly comforted him, "Hang Hang, be good, be good, grandma is gone, let's see her off."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh than Wu Wenlan's photo."

The little guy's loss of control made everyone look this way. Wu Wenqing walked over from the side and asked Mi Jia, "What's wrong?"

Mitya shook his head, "I don't know, just now—"

"Nana..."

Miya didn't finish speaking in a hurry, he was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the little guy in his arms, the little guy walked forward anxiously, holding his mouth to the point of crying, and still kept screaming, " Nana, Nana..."

Mitya heard it clearly, and the tears that were suppressed could no longer be held back, and they fell down, holding the child and crying uncontrollably.

The eight or nine-month-old child used to only babble and call him Baba Mama, but this is the first time he called grandma. Although the name was not accurate, she knew that the Nana she was talking about was actually grandma, because he I recognized the person in the photo as the grandma who loved him the most and took him out for a walk to sleep.

Cheng Yue and Wu Wenqing who were beside him also heard it, and everyone heard it, and their eyes were all red.

The little guy didn't understand if they were jealous or not, he stretched out his hand and shouted to go to Wu Wenlan's photo.

With red eyes, Cheng Yue reached out to take the child in Mi Jia's arms, carried the child towards Wu Wenlan's tombstone, knelt down and let the little guy stand on the ground, and told him, "Hanghang, call grandma."

The little guy seemed to understand it, and he really called out to the tombstone, "Nai Nai." The little hand stretched out, and gently touched the photo on the stone tablet. After touching it, he smiled innocently, that smiling face The cleanliness makes people yearn for it.

Cheng Yue endured the tears in his eyes, and told Wu Wenlan silently in his heart that he brought her grandson here.

Standing aside, Mi Jia hugged Wu Wenlan and the two of them shed tears even more violently. That emotion was indescribably painful.

Cheng Shaohe was also in tears, Lu Zhan saw it, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

The funeral made most of the people present cry because of the innocence and innocence of the little guy, but they all lamented the beauty of the child. Even such a small child who has no ability to distinguish right from wrong, he knows who treats him Well, even if the person is no longer there, a photo can recognize the person.

When the funeral was almost over, Jiang Yawen came over with a large bouquet of flowers. All the relatives and friends present were relatives and friends who had a close relationship with the married family. Naturally, they knew about Jiang Yawen's entanglement with the real married family, and there was more or less information about Wu Wenlan's death this time. I understand, if you are popular, you just stand out from the crowd and criticize, "Why are you still here, how can you still have the face to come here, isn't it all because of you?!"

(End of this chapter)