After the movie, she went too deep into the play

Chapter 126 Funeral
"Funeral, can I attend?"

Du Ruo stared straight into Xiao Yi's eyes, her face was stiff and expressionless, and even her tone of voice was as light as a feather.

Xiao Yi nodded, "I will contact them."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yi didn't dare to look at Du Ruo again, subconsciously lowered his head, staring at the phone in a daze.

The body was not cremated in the city, but sent back to Li Zhiming's hometown, Xuankang Village.

It was obviously a sad day, but the weather suddenly changed from yesterday's heavy rain to clear skies.

What a sarcasm...

Du Ruo and Xiao Yi were dressed in black, looking at a dilapidated earthen house not far away, they seemed to be frozen in place, not daring to take a step forward.

"Let's go."

Fang Tianyi is a character who can't hide things in his heart. For Li Zhiming's sacrifice, he can't blame Du Ruo and Xiao Yi at all, so naturally he won't have a good face.

Du Ruo followed at the end of the team. Even though it was the winter sun, it made her a little dizzy.

The figure couldn't help but shake, Xiao Yi quickly supported her, and worried, "What's wrong?"

Du Ruo shook her head, "It's okay, it might be anemia."

After speaking, she quickened her pace and continued to follow the team.

Seeing Du Ruo's precarious figure, Xiao Yi couldn't help frowning, and followed her closely.

When they arrived at Li's house, Fang Tianyi entered the house holding the portrait, and then a group of people carried the heavy coffin in.

The coffin was opened, and Li Zhijie lay there quietly, without a trace of life.

The old man hunched his back, his thin body was holding on to his small clothes, and his dark skin was full of wrinkles.

Suddenly, she slapped Li Zhijie in the face, which shocked everyone.

"Aunt!" Fang Tianyi hurriedly grabbed the old man, but was forcefully pushed away.

At the age of 86, she has experienced wars, and the difficult years have given her the courage to see through life and death.

But Li Zhiming, the sacrifice of her nearly fifty-year-old son cut off her last thoughts.

Holding the coffin, the old man walked into the house step by step, came back with a few pieces of silver, and stuffed it into Li Zhiming's mouth in front of everyone.

In this place, there is such a custom.

This silver was saved by her life after going through troubled times such as war, banditry, and famine.

She was supposed to let her son put it in her mouth a hundred years later, but now she put the money in herself...

No crying, no breaking down and wailing.

Silence is a mother's greatest sorrow.

A hero's mother is also a hero.

The old man waved his hand, signaling them to leave quickly.

Fang Tianyi quietly put merits, pensions, and money collected by everyone on the table, shook his head at everyone, and went out first.

As if the barrier had been broken, everyone who stepped out of that door wept silently, for fear of disturbing the people in the room.

Du Ruo looked at the group of crying men in front of him, and couldn't help but glance back at the earthen house.

At this glance, she also saw Xiao Yi coming out of the room.

in case……

This shot was not blocked by Li Zhijie, so now...

Fear suddenly surged into Du Ruo's heart as if there was a delay.

As if being restrained by the neck, breathing gradually became difficult.

Finding something wrong with Du Ruo's face, Xiao Yi hurriedly ran to her side, "What's wrong?"

Her legs went limp, and she almost fell to the ground, but was supported by Xiao Yi's hand.

"what happened?"

Xiao Yi was quite frightened by Du Ruo's appearance, but saw tears running down her cheeks and dripping onto his arms, scalding terribly.

This was the first time she cried after being tied up.

Du Ruo threw herself into Xiao Yi's arms, buried her head deeply in his chest, and said in a dull and choked voice, "Xiao Yi, if, if..."

(End of this chapter)