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"Okay." Lin Chunhuan's tone was very calm, and no emotion could be heard. "Let's take grandma home."

She didn't know what she should do, nor did she know what she could do.

The old lady's head was shot through. Lin Chunhuan stood by and watched the people around her busying around. Her hands and feet were so stiff that she couldn't move, even though she had always known that war was always cruel.

But how can people who have not experienced it empathize with it?

When the coffin was carried back to the Chu family villa, the mourning hall had already been set up. It would have taken a long time to prepare everything.

Aunt Wang held Xiao Ming'an in her arms and stood quietly beside the mourning hall, watching the coffin being carried in. "Old sister."

"I have served you all my life. Now that you are gone, let me call you like this and be unrestrained for once." Wang Ma's tears were falling, but she had a smile on her face.

"Today, when you were about to leave, I actually felt that the layout here was what you liked when you were alive. If you can come back to take a look, please send me a dream and tell me whether you like it or not."

While Wang Ma was talking, little Ming'an, who was sleeping soundly in her arms, suddenly started crying and no one could comfort him.

"Auntie Wang, give me the child." Lin Chunhuan took a deep breath.

In just one day, Qin Song and the old lady passed away one after another. Lin Chunhuan felt as if a piece of his heart was dug out alive, but it didn't hurt.

It's just so empty that it's scary.

But she also knew that Chu Shaoting would not be able to come back for a while, and Chu Xi also had his own things to do. They were saving this city and this country.

So she can't fall down, she must hold up the Chu family.

Aunt Wang responded, looking at Xiao Ming'an and Lin Chunhuan with gentle eyes, "Young Madam and Young Master are both good. With you here, my old sister can leave with peace of mind."

"Don't worry, Aunt Wang. I won't let Grandma down."

When he spoke again, Lin Chunhuan realized that his voice was hoarse, and Ming An's crying had not stopped. "Now that the young marshal is not here, the outside world is in turmoil. We must hold on."

"Wang Ma, go tell the people below, damn...Wang Ma?"

Halfway through the conversation, Lin Chunhuan realized that something was wrong with Wang Ma. He nervously freed up one hand and gently tugged at her sleeve, "Wang Ma, what's wrong with you?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can go and rest first. I'm here."

But in response to this, Wang Ma just shook her head and said, "Madam, I'm fine. I'll go inform the families right away."

"it is good."

Although she was a little surprised by Wang Ma's state, Lin Chunhuan just thought she was too sad. After all, given Chu Xi's current situation, she probably didn't have the time or mood to instruct Wang Ma to do anything. "Don't send anyone to the Marshal's place yet, so as not to distract him."

"it is good."

Aunt Wang nodded in response, turned around and walked out of the villa. Lin Chunhuan kept taking deep breaths and making phone calls to report the death. Originally, she and the old lady were planning to collect medicines, gauze and other things from all the wealthy businessmen in the Magic City at Xiao Mingan's 100-day banquet.

No matter how powerful the Chu family is, it is impossible for them to support the entire front line by themselves, but they are located in an economic center like the Magic City.

Even though those businessmen regard the Chu family as the most respected, most of them are only afraid of the black pipes in the hands of the Chu family. When it comes to the ability to make money and the means to obtain materials, the Chu family is far inferior to the Jiao family, and even the former Lin family!

The Hundred Days Banquet cannot be held now, but the thing must be done.

There’s no better time than when you’re paying your respects to an old lady!

"what!"

Lin Chunhuan was still on the phone, thinking about how to get things from those businessmen, when a shrill scream rang out.

Ming'an in his arms cried even louder.

Lin Chunhuan's breathing stagnated and he quickly handed the child to the servant. The moment he walked out of the villa door, Wang Ma's bloody corpse lay in front of him.

Blood flowed all over the ground, spreading to her feet bit by bit, staining the soles of her shoes red.

"Why?" Lin Chunhuan almost lost his balance due to the sudden weakness in his limbs. He was supported by the adjutant who rushed over. "Can anyone tell me why this happened?"

"Wang Ma's son and grandson are both in the young marshal's military camp. When we went out with the old lady this morning, there was a bombing near the bridge and everyone was killed."

The adjutant was a tall man, and his eyes were red as he spoke, "Young Marshal Shi personally sent someone back to report the death. I just found out about it."

Fuck the love during the Republic of China period.

Who on earth wants to live in such an era!

"Madam, now that Aunt Wang is gone, you can't hold the situation alone. We must notify the young marshal to come back." Not getting a response, the adjutant was silent for a moment, "At least, the second concubine should come back."

"Two fists are no match for four hands. You are alone, so it is inevitable that you will be careless sometimes."

"The war is intense now. Even the young marshal may be killed at any time. By that time, the Chu family will be a big piece of fat meat. Everyone will want to take a bite. It will definitely not be enough to rely on you alone."

Lin Chunhuan remained silent.

After a long while, he raised his hand and signaled for someone to collect Wang Ma's body.

The newly bought coffin was placed next to the old lady.

The two old people had supported each other for half of their lives. Now that they are gone, they can take care of each other. Lin Chunhuan did not respond to the adjutant's words.

Of course, no one was asked to call Chu Xi back to the Chu family. They just asked him, "Is there anyone else at Wang Ma's house?"

"There is also a great-granddaughter, who is only seven or eight years old, and is sponsored by the old lady to study." The adjutant frowned, but still calmly replied: "Due to the current situation, the school has suspended classes. Some time ago, the old lady asked Wang Ma to bring her to the villa and temporarily live in the servants' room."

"Does the young lady want to see her?"

“No need.” Lin Chunhuan lowered her eyes. She didn’t know how desperate Wang Ma was to not even care about her young great-granddaughter. “Since she is in the Chu family, let someone take good care of her.”

"In this house, as long as I have something to eat, don't let her go hungry."

The adjutant nodded in agreement, and after some hesitation, he mentioned again the matter of calling Chu Xi back.

When he mentioned it again this time, Lin Chunhuan's eyes turned cold and he slowly took two steps back. "Doesn't the young commander know that if he dies in battle, the Chu family will be in crisis?"

"Of course the young marshal knows." The adjutant frowned even more tightly, "What does the young lady mean by that?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you, if the young marshal knew, why didn't he choose to come back to guard the Chu family, but instead guard the broken bridge!"

The adjutant took two deep breaths and said, "The young marshal is a soldier, of course he..."

Before he could finish his words, the adjutant suddenly froze, looked at Lin Chunhuan in astonishment, and finally closed his mouth, turned around silently, and went to do what he was supposed to do.