She amazed the world after the divorce

Gu Beixian reached out and held little Yuan Zheng in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Son, you must be strong. Don't abuse your body anymore. Dad will feel bad."

Little Yuanzheng lay in his arms, listening in a daze.

It seems like we are back to the past.

After his mother went to prison, he became depressed. His father often hugged him like this and told him to be strong, otherwise his father would feel bad.

He tried hard to live for his father.

But then my father passed away.

Now he lives for his new father.

He lay in Gu Beixian's arms and slowly reached out to hug his waist. The solid and warm feeling flowed slowly from the inside out.

He hugged him as if he was hugging the whole world.

A kind of dependence developed in his heart. He relied on this man and loved this man. This man also loved him. It was not a polite love, nor a love for some kind of benefit, but a love based on mutual sympathy and a love that once shared the same fate.

Later he fell asleep quietly in Gu Beixian's arms.

After his father passed away, he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time. He often had nightmares, dreaming that his mother was also dead. Now he realized that his mother was really dead.

Seeing that he was fast asleep, Gu Beixian called out his name.

Not getting a response, Gu Beixian gently picked him up, walked out of the bathroom, put him on the bed, and covered him with a blanket.

He walked out quietly.

Su Huan stood outside the door and asked in a low voice: "Why does it take so long to take a shower?"

Gu Beixian said softly: "He fell asleep, let him sleep, he finally fell asleep with great difficulty."

Su Huan nodded slightly and asked someone to stand guard outside the door and listen for any noise.

The two of them also took a shower and soaked in mugwort leaves before going downstairs to see the children.

Gu Aoting came up to him and asked, "Is Zhengzheng okay?"

Gu Beixian said: "Falling asleep."

Gu Aoting sighed heavily, "That child is so pitiful. His father and mother died, and he doesn't want to return to the Yuan family. I wonder if he has other relatives? I haven't heard Elder Yuan mention it. I sent someone to check, but they said it was confidential and they wouldn't let me check."

Gu Beixian said: "At the funeral, those who are supposed to come will come. If they don't come, it means they are gone, or they are not suitable to appear in the country."

Gu Aoting sighed again, "This is the most ill-fated child I've ever seen. Gu Yin at least had a father back then, but his parents were all wiped out. He started off with a great start, but in the end, God threw a bomb at him, killing his entire family."

Gu Beixian corrected him: "It's Mei Yinchen, not God."

When it comes to Mei Yinchen, Gu Aoting's teeth itch with hatred, and he cursed loudly: "That old man, he is already old, what does he want so much power for? If he dies, everything will be fine, but the people who were harmed by him will have to suffer! How innocent is little Yuan Zheng? There is also little Mei Dai, who is still being raised in A Ye's home. A Ye and his wife are kind, but it is not easy to send her to an orphanage. She has to be raised until her parents are released from prison! Raising little Yuan Zheng is still useful, but what's the point of raising little Mei Dai? It's a waste of energy and feelings!"

Gu Beixian said in a low voice: "Shut up, old man! Don't say such things anymore. Little Yuan Zheng is very smart and can understand."

Gu Aoting said: "I know he can understand, so I said it on purpose so that he can gain more benefits for us."

Gu Beixian glanced at him, turned and walked towards Zhou Zhou Fanfan and Xiao Jingyu.

The old man is not a bad person, he is just too much of a businessman. He has ulterior motives in everything and seems tacky.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day for Yuan Jixia and his wife to be buried.

It was a grey day, and there seemed to be a mist between the sky and the earth.

Little Yuanzheng's thin little body was dressed in mourning.

He no longer has tears.

They all dried up quietly when no one was around.

He walked in front of the crowd with a wooden expression, holding two urns in his hands, one for his father and the other for his mother.

He never imagined that the heaven and earth that he had relied on since childhood would suddenly turn into two small boxes in his hands.

They should have held him in their hands.

He was so sad that his nerves seemed to have stiffened. Xiao Yuanzheng was numb all over, like a walking corpse.

Walk to my grandfather’s cemetery.

A big pit had been dug next to my grandmother's grave.

Little Yuan Zheng insisted on burying his parents in his grandfather's cemetery instead of in the Yuan family's ancestral tomb.

He hates the Yuan family!

If it weren’t for the Yuan family, if grandpa hadn’t given up on him and his father to protect the honor and future of the other members of the Yuan family, his parents wouldn’t have died.

My parents were abandoned by the Yuan family when they were alive, and I don’t want them to have anything to do with the Yuan family after they die.

The elder stood behind him with his eyelids drooping, not saying a word, as if he had done something wrong.

Gu Beixian said softly to Xiao Yuanzheng: "Zhengzheng, put your parents' urns in the coffin. Put them in the coffin to rest in peace."

Xiao Yuanzheng listened to him, bent over and put the urn inside.

He was too short and the coffin was too big.

Gu Beixian reached out to help him and solemnly put the urn in.

When the coffin lid was about to be closed, Xiao Yuanzheng suddenly became emotional, grabbed the coffin frame and jumped in!

He hugged the two urns tightly, buried his face in them, and cried, "Dad! Mom! Dad! Mom! Mom and Dad!"

The crying is heartbreaking!

Everyone present was moved.

Su Huan gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and stared quietly at Xiao Yuanzheng. She felt so heartbroken but could do nothing about it.

When faced with separation of life and death, no matter how many words of comfort you offer, they will seem insignificant.

Later, little Yuanzheng fainted from crying.

Gu Beixian leaned over and carried him out.

But little Yuanzheng fainted, his two thin arms still tightly holding his parents' urn.

Gu Yifeng and Yuan Jun took some effort to separate his ashes from his parents'. They did not dare to use force for fear of hurting little Yuan Zheng.

Gu Beixian held little Yuan Zheng carefully in his arms and stepped back.

The coffin was nailed shut and someone carried it into the grave.

The dirt was thrown onto the coffin shovel by shovel.

Gu Beixian lowered his eyes and looked at little Yuan Zheng in his arms.

Anticipating this, he brought a doctor over ahead of time.

After examining Xiao Yuanzheng, the doctor said, "It's caused by excessive grief. Coma is also a self-protection function of the human body. After the funeral, go back and have a good rest, take medicine and receive psychological treatment."

Gu Beixian nodded.

The elder glanced at little Yuan Zheng guiltily, then looked towards the grave.

My eyes have become dry, and all the old tears have quietly flowed away in countless late nights.

When an old person dies a young person, only he himself can understand his pain, and only he knows his regret.

He pounded his chest in annoyance and coughed violently from his throat.

Yuan Bojun and his wife and Yuan He stood silently in front of the tomb.

Yuan Bojun whispered, "The Yuan family should take this as a warning. If there are such casualties again in the future, they will be severely punished."

Yuan He knew that these words were meant for him.

He pressed the corners of his lips, feeling very disgusted in his heart, but he agreed, "Father is right."

Yuan Jun said, "If there are more casualties like this, please ask father and grandfather to investigate before making a decision, so as not to implicate innocent people. If you had handled it properly at the beginning, my fourth uncle and fourth aunt would not have died."

Yuan Bojun knew this truth long ago and did not speak it out for the sake of face.

Now that Yuan Jun pointed it out mercilessly, he was very unhappy.

The funeral was over and everyone returned home.

Yuan Jun walked up to Gu Beixian and said to him, "Uncle, give Zheng Zheng to me. You are tired of carrying him."

Gu Beixian said: "It's okay, he is very light."

He held little Yuan Zheng in his arms and strode forward, quickly leaving the cemetery and getting into the car.

Everyone left one after another.

The cemetery returned to silence.

The sky became increasingly darker, and suddenly a flash of lightning struck, followed by a loud thunder, as if to blow apart the gloomy sky.

A black SUV drove to the entrance of the cemetery and stopped.

Lu Ning got out of the car and opened the door.

A thin figure got out of the car and walked timidly towards the grave of Yuan Jixia and his wife.