Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Wen Liang's heart stopped for a moment, and then started beating wildly.

It must be someone's prank, right?

But at this moment, push notifications from all major platforms came one after another. If you click on any one, they will all be related reports.

Fu Zheng in the news is still wearing the same clothes he left today.

So, he went to the hospital because he was really hungry.

Grandpa, grandpa is gone? !

The grandfather who loved her left!

The news came unexpectedly. Wen Liang's heart felt like it was hit hard by a heavy fist, and they were pulled together hard. Her nose felt sore, and her eyes immediately turned red and misty.

Obviously, when grandpa came to see her a few days ago, she was still in good health!

Obviously, grandpa said a few days ago that he would definitely wait for her child to be born and give her great-grandson a hug!

why suddenly...

No, it won't happen. How could grandpa be willing to leave before seeing her child born?

Wen Liang sniffed, immediately sat up from the bed, and shouted, "Auntie, ask the driver to come over, I want to go to the hospital!"

She must go see her grandfather for the last time!

The aunt came in from outside. She had obviously seen the news and advised, "Madam, my husband called you just now and told you to rest at home and not go anywhere. You should take good care of yourself..."

"I have to go!" Wen Liang shed tears and called Fu Zheng directly without embarrassing her aunt.

After the call was connected, before Fu Zheng could speak, Wen Liang choked and said, "Fu Zheng, ask the driver to pick me up! I want to go to the hospital!"

"A Liang, you..."

"Don't persuade me! If the driver doesn't come to pick me up, I'll just walk over!"

Since her father's death, her grandparents have been the best people to her and are her relatives. As her granddaughter and granddaughter-in-law, how can she not let her grandfather pass away? !

Fu Zheng frowned and whispered, "Don't move at home, I'll pick you up."

"Then hurry up." Wen Liang said, wiping away tears.

"Don't cry, I'll come right away."

Wen Liang let out a dull "hmm".

After hanging up the phone, Wen Liang changed her clothes and waited anxiously.

Today, the scab from the wound on her face has fallen off.

It wouldn't be too ugly to meet grandpa like this.

Soon after, the sound of a car engine came from the courtyard.

Wen Liang couldn't wait to put on her shoes and walk out of the bedroom.

Fu Zheng entered the living room and looked up to see Wen Liang appearing at the stairway on the second floor. He hurriedly called out to her, "Don't move!"

He went up the stairs in two or two steps, hugged Wen Liang horizontally, looked at her red and swollen eyes and the undried tears on her cheeks, frowned and said, "Why did you get out of bed?"

"It's just a few steps, it'll be fine."

"That's not OK."

Wen Liang didn't argue with him about this, and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa was fine a few days ago, why did he suddenly..."

Fu Zheng paused for a moment and lowered his eyes, "Last time grandpa was hospitalized, Dean Lin said that he could protect grandpa for at least three months... Grandpa's health could run out of energy and dryness at any time. It's not sudden..."

Hearing this, Wen Liang started to shed tears again.

Fu Zheng sighed, put Wen Liang in the back seat of the car, caressed her cheek, and wiped the tears from her eyes with his thumb, "Don't cry, Grandpa's soul in heaven doesn't want you to be like this. He always wanted to hug his great-grandson. For Grandpa's last wish, You and your child must be well."

"Uh-huh..." Wen Liang responded, wiping her tears haphazardly, but her throat was sore and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve down, and she couldn't stop the tears no matter what.

Fu Zheng had no choice but to press Wen Liang into his arms and pat her back gently, as if coaxing a child, "If you cry again, she will become a little cat."

The driver took the wheelchair and started the car.

The car drove directly to the funeral home.

At this time, the old man's body was also sent to the funeral parlor under Fu Yue's arrangement, where the final grooming arrangements were made and the shroud was put on.

The funeral hall is also being decorated.

When they were about to arrive at the funeral home, Fu Zheng took Wen Liang's hand and told him, "When we get here, you just need to stay by Grandpa's side and you don't have to do anything else. Do you understand?"

"Ah."

Su Qingyun was already wearing white clothes and was waiting at the entrance of the funeral home. He saw Fu Zheng, Wen Liang and others coming over and presented them with two white mourning clothes.

After putting on his mourning clothes, Su Qingyun took the initiative to push the wheelchair and said, "Second brother, go and do your work. I will take care of Ah Liang here."

"Sorry, sister-in-law." Fu Zheng leaned over again and told Wen Liang, "Don't hold on if you don't feel well. You must tell me. I'll go and get busy first."

"it is good."

Fu Zheng left quickly. Su Qingyun pushed Wen Liang towards the lounge. Looking at Wen Liang's red eyes, he consoled her, "Ah Liang, don't be sad. This happens to everyone, and grandpa doesn't want you to be like this."

"I understand, sister-in-law, I just...just miss grandpa..." Wen Liang choked back tears as she spoke.

"Hey, Azheng originally wanted to hide it from you, but it was only because of the unscrupulous media that Azheng was so angry that he smashed a camera."

This is indeed Fu Zheng's character.

Grandpa passed away, and he was definitely no less sad than she was. Those media coming at this time would only add fuel to the fire.

"How can you hide such a big thing? Why don't you tell me the truth..."

"He is also doing it for your own good. Grandpa is getting dressed right now. Grandma and Second Aunt are in the lounge. Let's go over first and wait."

"Ah."

In the lounge, the old lady was sitting alone on a chair, lost in thought.

At the old man's age, his health has been poor, and the old lady has already made preparations.

And before he passed out, the old man held her hand and talked a lot. The tears that needed to be shed had already fallen. At this time, he would no longer cry in grief, but he felt very heavy.

Seeing Su Qingyun pushing Wen Liang in, the old lady came back to her senses and waved, "Come over here."

Su Qingyun pushed Wen Liang to stop in front of the old lady.

"grandmother."

The old lady took Wen Liang's hand and sighed, "A Liang, why are you here?"

Wen Liang's eyes turned red again, "Grandma, I must come to see grandpa for the last time."

"Good boy, after seeing your grandpa, go home. Your grandpa won't blame you."

According to custom, the deceased usually remains in the mourning hall for three days before being exhumed. During these three days, the descendants must mourn in the mourning hall. However, modern society is not so particular about rules and there are always exceptions. If a pregnant woman does not keep a vigil, others will not. What will be said.

Wen Liang shook his head and refused, with firm eyes, "Don't worry, grandma, I'll be fine."

The three-day vigil does not really mean kneeling in front of the spirit for three days. You can take turns and rest in the lounge when you are tired.

She was in a wheelchair, not kneeling, so she would not have any problems if she rested in time.

It was her greatest regret that she did not have the last word with her grandfather.

The Fu family's ancestral tomb is on the mountain, so she can't go to the funeral with her, and she can't watch her grandpa being laid to rest with her own eyes. She can only do her best to show her filial piety at this time.

The old lady, second aunt, and Su Qingyun took turns trying to persuade her, but Wen Liang remained unmoved.

Fu Zheng also came to persuade her, but he couldn't do it. He could only ask his aunt to come and stay by her side to take care of her and let her rest more.

The old lady took Wen Liang's hand and patted it, "Good child, no wonder the old man loves you the most. When he left, he was still thinking about you and said he was sorry for you. He couldn't help you clarify when the pressure of public opinion was the greatest... "