Siheyuan: I don't mind if I break up the marriage

As soon as he entered the house, He Yushui couldn't help but complain:

"Silly brother, why don't you hide? Look at the beating you got from Jia Zhang. If you go to the hospital, how much money will it cost!

Logically speaking, Jia Zhang should compensate you for your medical expenses!"

Sha Zhu waved his hands and said in a low voice: "Yu Shui, the Jia family has suffered so much, and Bang Geng is dead, so let's not ask for compensation."

He Yushui became even more anxious when he heard this, and raised his voice and said:

"Bang Geng was spoiled by Jia Zhang since he was young. What does his death have to do with you?

You are not his relative, let alone his father, so why are you blaming yourself so much?"

Sha Zhu opened his mouth but didn't know how to refute. He knew in his heart that what his sister said made sense.

Seeing that Sha Zhu didn't say anything, He Yushui continued:

"Brother, don't be silly. Even if Qin Huairu doesn't have a man, she won't like you. You'd better give up on this idea."

This sentence was like a fuse, instantly igniting Shazhu's emotions.

He stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and shouted:

"I have the final say in my marriage, so stay away from meddling in your affairs! Just study hard and mind your own business!" After saying that, he slammed the door and strode out of the house.

He Yushui was shocked by Sha Zhu's reaction, and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes.

She leaned over the table, shrugged her shoulders and began to cry, thinking:

Why is my life so unhappy? My brother doesn't understand me and gets angry at me. I feel like I'm not much better than Qin Huairu and the others.

On the other hand, Qin Huairu's emotions gradually stabilized with the comfort of the second and third aunts.

Sha Zhu was worried, so he accompanied Qin Huairu to the street office.

In Director Wang's office, they got the certificate again.

Qin Huairu took the document with trembling hands. When she saw the notice to go to the enemy's interrogation room to collect Bang Geng's body, tears welled up uncontrollably again.

She burst into tears and murmured, "Banggeng, my son..."

Director Wang saw this and stepped forward, gently patted Qin Huairu on the shoulder, and comforted her:

"Huai Ru, please accept my condolences. Things have come to this, you have to be strong, bring Bang Geng back and bury him properly."

Qin Huairu listened, nodded slightly, and tried hard to suppress her emotions.

As Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu walked out of the street office, they saw Jia Zhang rushing over.

Qin Huairu knew that Jia Zhang also came for Banggeng's body.

She looked at Jia Zhang's haggard face and felt mixed emotions.

The two men looked at each other without saying a word, then walked towards the enemy's interrogation room according to the address on the document.

The gloomy sky, like a huge lead plate, weighs heavily on the city, making it hard to breathe.

Qin Huairu, Sha Zhu and Jia Zhangshi, carrying the cold document, arrived at the destination according to the address.

The surrounding buildings exude a solemn atmosphere. The mottled marks on the walls seem to tell the vicissitudes of time. The occasional sound of the wind seems to be whispering endless sorrow.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath and stepped forward to present the documents.

A stern-faced official nodded and motioned for them to follow.

On the way to the morgue, Jia Zhang's emotions got out of control again. She stumbled along while howling heartbreakingly:

"My eldest grandson, why did you leave like this!" The voice echoed in the silent corridor, sounding particularly mournful.

The specialist turned around abruptly, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he shouted angrily:

"Shut up! This is not the place for you to act wild!"

The voice was like a loud bell, shaking Jia Zhang's whole body. She subconsciously closed her mouth, with a look of horror on her face.

Finally, they arrived at the morgue.

The air here seemed to be frozen, filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant.

The person in charge said coldly: "You have 10 minutes to get rid of the body."

After saying that, he turned around and strode away, the sound of his footsteps gradually fading away in the empty corridor.

Qin Huairu slowly pushed open the door of the morgue with trembling hands.

The room was dark and deserted, with a dim light flickering overhead, as if it would go out at any moment.

The three of them walked into the room and saw a bed in the middle, covered with a white cloth that outlined the outline of a human figure.

Qin Huairu's tears burst out again. She walked forward slowly, stretched out her trembling hands, and gently lifted the white cloth.

"Awesome!"

She and Jia Zhang let out a cry of grief at the same time, and the crying instantly broke the silence of the morgue.

Sha Zhu stood aside, looking at Bang Geng's pale face. The bloody hole between his eyebrows was shocking, and he couldn't help feeling a sour feeling in his heart.

Qin Huairu cried so hard that her heart was broken. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and she fainted.

Sha Zhu was quick to act and hugged her, calling out anxiously, "Qin Huairu! Qin Huairu!"

After a few minutes, Qin Huairu woke up slowly, her eyes full of despair.

Sha Zhu said softly: "Let's take Bang Geng back quickly." Qin Huairu nodded slightly, her tears still flowing.

Sha Zhu carried the stick on his back with great effort and walked out of the morgue step by step.

The sky outside was still overcast, as if the whole world was mourning for Banggeng's departure.

After returning home, the Jia family was in deathly silence. Everyone began to get busy and set up the mourning hall.

Jia Dongxu's photo was quietly hanging on the wall. It looked lonely before, but now with Bang Geng's photo next to it, it felt indescribably sad.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui took the initiative to step forward and arranged for people in the compound to help with the funeral arrangements.

With the help of everyone, the funeral proceeded in an orderly manner.

As the days passed, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu's emotions gradually stabilized, but their faces no longer had the radiance of the past.

On this day, the sun shines through the clouds and onto the bluestone road of the courtyard, bringing a rare touch of warmth.

Luo Cheng walked into the courtyard with steady steps. He was wearing a neat suit, with an upright posture and a look of innate majesty.

As soon as I arrived at the central courtyard, I saw Jia Zhang sitting at the door, staring into the distance with empty eyes.

When Jia Zhang saw Luo Cheng, anger instantly ignited in her eyes. She stood up suddenly, pointed at Luo Cheng with her teeth bared and cursed: