This funeral was not as full of grief as Xu Chacha thought, the old man seemed to be in a calm mood, and the people who went around seemed to be okay, they should talk and eat and drink.

However, when everyone passed the main mourning hall, they still subconsciously restrained their volume and slowed down their pace.

The door of the mourning hall was closed, Xu's father and Xu's mother supported the old man on the left and right, and kowtowed to the old woman with a kind smile in the photo.

Xu Chacha was led by Wen Mubai and stood aside, quietly watching their movements without speaking.

"Afraid?" Wen Mubai squatted halfway so that he could look at her at the same level. After not seeing her for a few days, he always felt that this girl had jumped a lot.

Xu Chacha shook her head, her dark eyes met her, and she wrapped her small hands around her ears, "Auntie's grandma is pretty, like an angel grandma, Chacha is not afraid."

"You." Wen Mubai sighed softly, rubbing the tip of her nose lightly with his long fingers, "You are the most sensible."

Xu Chacha was itchy from being rubbed by her, and wrinkled her nose to avoid it, "I also want to pay my respects to grandma, and wish her a happy life there."

"Go."

There were many white flowers in mourning on the flower stand beside it, Wen Mubai gave one to Xu Chacha.

The little one imitated the adults, knelt down respectfully on the mat, clasped his hands and closed his eyes and bowed earnestly three times, then got up and placed the flowers on the desk.

I heard that this woman lived a carefree life all her life, and she seemed to have expected it before she left. She even called her husband to her bed and said that she wanted to be buried in the flower field that she planted herself.

The old man sat in front of her bed all night, watching her walk for the rest of the way, and took care of her funeral affairs for her in the next three days. All the procedures were done very decently.

After they finished offering incense, the sliding door of the mourning hall was opened, and the people outside the door stood waiting with a flower in their hands.

"Thank you everyone for taking the time to come here today. The people here are all friends and caressed by her during her lifetime. She must be very happy that you can come." Back finally finished.

Wen Mubai stepped forward to take him from Xu's mother's hand, and led him to sit on the mahogany armchair outside.

"You rest for a while, I'll make tea."

"Wait." The old man gestured at Xu Chacha behind Wen Mubai, "Leave this doll for me to play with, it looks quite cute."

Xu Chacha let go of Wen Mubai's hand and leaned over, smiling, "Grandpa likes it too."

"I like it. This big round head is so cute." The old man coughed again as he spoke. He tilted his head away from the cough and then turned back, patted the seat next to him, "Sit down."

Xu Chacha didn't go over, but turned her head and blinked at Wen Mubai twice with Xiaoluyan.

Wen Mubai understood, put his hands on her waist, hugged her to the chair and sat firmly, and straightened the skirt for her, "Is it comfortable to serve you, little ancestor?"

Xu Chacha covered her mouth with her small hands and giggled, "It's comfortable, thank you, auntie."

"If you want me to tell you where this is enough." The old man pointed at the crutches, "The sweet-scented osmanthus cake ordered from the restaurant today is the best, go and get a plate for this little doll to taste."

"Thank you, grandpa!" Xu Chacha smiled sweetly at him, and shook Wen Mubai's arm again, "It's hard work for Auntie too."

Wen Mubai stretched out his hand and scratched her chin twice as "venting anger", then turned to make tea.

"Little baby, come here, I'll take a good look."

Xu Chacha didn't dodge shyly like ordinary children, and put her hands on her chin to make a face-supporting motion, and leaned in front of him, her black grape eyes were watery, "Look, Grandpa."

The old man pushed his glasses and narrowed his eyes, observing seriously, "Well, with a high nose and thick eyebrows, and round earlobes, it's a sign of great wealth."

Xu Chacha covered her stomach and laughed, not giving him any face, "Grandpa is an old magician who lied to children."

The old man laughed as she did, his gray beard trembling, "By the way, what did you whisper to Xiao Bai in there just now?"

The room was so big, Xu Chacha didn't intend to hide it if no one could hear it.

"Auntie asked me if I wasn't afraid, and I said grandma was pretty, so I wasn't afraid." Xu Chacha's short legs in rain boots dangled in the air and crossed together, "Where is grandpa, does grandpa miss grandma?" .”

The old man pondered for a moment, "Unexpectedly, I haven't realized that she is gone now."

"Oh." Xu Chacha nodded half understanding.

"But you are right when you say she is beautiful." Somehow, a smile appeared on the old man's face when he remembered something, "I was fascinated by her face when I was young, and I don't know where I got the courage to chase after her." Reluctant."

He definitely wouldn't dare to do this now. He just wants to be decent and stay behind when he's old, and the behavior of chasing people's butt cheeks and not being able to get rid of them is shameful just by talking about it.

Xu Chacha quite likes to listen to the emotional stories of the older generation. She rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling, "And then, how did grandpa catch the beauty."

"I know she loves to draw flowers, so I bought seeds myself and learned how to grow them myself. No matter whether the plant died or lived, I will bring one to her." The old man counted his fingers, "I have carried it for four or five years. , She was quite reluctant to talk to me at first, but later she met me who sent beautiful flowers, and even dried them to make bookmarks and returned them to me.

"It's so romantic."

"Beautiful, so beautiful." The old man stared blankly at a place in the air, he didn't know where he was thinking, his eyes were about to turn red and shed tears, "the flower is, so is she."

Xu Chacha pulled him back with her voice, "Is that as beautiful as my aunt?"

The old man came back to his senses, looked at her laughing, and gently wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his movements, "Your attention is so strange, grandpa is about to burst into tears."

"Yeah, auntie said Chacha is a pistachio, it's good if it can make grandpa laugh."

"Thank you, little pistachio." The old man's rough finger teased her cheek and retracted it, answering her question, "It's different, your aunt is beautiful, but she doesn't laugh as much as your grandma."

Xu Chacha recalled and nodded in agreement with him, "That's right, Auntie always has a sullen face."

Just when she was saying "bad things" about someone, the person concerned happened to come in with a plate of food, and Wen Mubai bent down to bring out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and Longjing.

"Just left for a while, and you're talking about me?"

Xu Chacha rolled her eyes, looking at the sky and the earth, but she didn't dare to look at her, "We said that Auntie is pretty."

"Thank you then."

"Hahahaha, don't tease her." The old man picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to Xu Chacha, "Your aunt is much better now, after meeting you, she speaks like a human being. I heard from your father that she treats you better My sister is still in pain, hahaha, isn't that the case?"

Wen Mubai didn't respond, she didn't feel any changes in herself, she felt that the old man said this just to make the children happy.

Xu Chacha pinched the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with both hands, and put a whole one into her mouth. Her round face was tender and tender, and when she chewed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she looked like a squirrel eating hard.

She ate so deliciously that Wen Mubai couldn't help raising his hand to pinch a piece and put it in his mouth.

Maybe it was because she was hungry because she didn't eat anything in the morning, and she thought that this cake was really good, so she took another piece.

"It's my greatest wish for Auntie to be happy." She can always use the most natural tone to say things that can make Wen Mubai's heart melt into water.

The blood relatives treated her regardless, but Xu Chacha, who had no relatives and no reason, was devoted to being good to him. The old man only saw how special she was to Xu Chacha, but he didn't know that it was actually herself who was cured.

The old man knew about Wen Mubai's rescue of Xu Chacha from the traffickers, but he didn't expect this little girl to like Wen Mubai more than he imagined. He nodded and followed Xu Chacha's words, "She When grandma was alive, she also thought so."

She never had to worry about her daughter, because she knew she was a wolf that couldn't be tied by an iron chain, but Wen Mubai, the granddaughter, was different.

She looks stronger than anyone else, but she is actually sensitive and fragile, and because of Father Wen's strict education, she dare not cry or speak out when she has grievances. heart.

"Speaking of this." The old man poked the ground with his cane, "What about your father, what important meeting has been going on for so long."

After everyone finished offering incense, they could have dinner, but in the morning, seven or eight calls were made to Father Wen, each of which was blocked by his secretary.

Wen Mubai's eyes were lowered, and his face showed no emotion, "He's always been like this, otherwise we wouldn't have waited for him."

Xu Chacha looked left and right, knowing that it would be better for her not to interrupt this topic, so she could only stuff osmanthus cake into her mouth.

Not long after, Xu's mother came to look for Xu Chacha. Seeing her with a pastry in her left hand and a cup of tea in her right, she quickly hugged her down, "Honey, why did you eat here? Mom is looking for you everywhere."

"Ah?" Xu Chacha's eyes were round and her mouth was still puffy, "Wo Yichi stay with Auntie, don't run around."

"Come on, come with mom, don't keep disturbing your aunt and grandpa." Mother Xu stretched out her hand towards her.

Xu Chacha reluctantly said "Oh", wiped his hands and went to hold her, but the old man said, "It's good for this little baby to keep me talking, it's so interesting, my old man usually doesn't want to talk to me much. vernacular."

Father Xu stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "Mubai's father is here."

"Here we come." The old man nodded and was helped to stand up, "Then I'll see you."

Xu Chacha eagerly followed Wen Mubai's ass, followed a few steps but dared not leave, really afraid of disturbing his relatives to talk about the old days.

Wen Mubai hadn't been home since school started, and this meeting was probably the first time since their father and daughter quarreled.

"Mubai, stay and play with the little baby, I'll talk to your father first." The old man patted her hand.

"okay."

……

The old man asked someone to bring Father Wen in from the outside. The man looked tired, and the umbrella on his back was too late to hold up the raindrops.

"Come in and sit down." The old man pointed to the seat beside him, he didn't have any opening remarks, and he wasn't curious why Father Wen was late, he just wanted to settle the matters he cared about quickly.

"I'm sorry, I really can't leave that meeting, I've made it as soon as possible, and the road here is also..."

"What kind of rules do you set for late subordinates?" The old man interrupted his explanation, "No conditions, no reason, zero tolerance, that's what it says."

The implication is that you have asked your subordinates so much, so you don’t have to find so many excuses to explain, lateness is lateness, this cannot change the established fact.

Father Wen's complexion turned bad. He felt that the old man's mood was not right today, although he had always had a bad mood for himself.

"Where is Mubai, this child has been unwilling to answer my phone for a long time, I'll see her." Father Wen rubbed his hands and sat down.

"I asked her to take it in the back room. Let me tell you a few words first." The old man took a sip of hot tea, put the tea cup back on the table and said in a nonchalant tone, "Do you think our family The two women who paint are very embarrassing, or are you not only looking down on the two of us, but also think that women who are engaged in art in the world should be kept as caged birds by your business men?"

His tone was flat, but the words in his words were more piercing than the last, and Father Wen's breathing became tight all of a sudden.

"It's good to make money, and only by making money can we eat, so people like you are naturally noble, aren't you?"

He asked a question so lightly that Father Wen couldn't utter any excuses, and he understood in his heart why all this happened today.

"I think Mubai has talent, and it cannot be wasted."

"Talent." The old man sneered, "What bullshit talent are you looking at? Why do my presbyopic eyes see that she has the highest talent in design?"

"If you want to say that, of course I can't refute it."

"Yes, you don't refute me, you go home and torment the child." The old man's eyes became sharp, and he looked straight at him, "Is it because your family has a broken company and an important person inherits it, and our family's painting brush should be blocked break."

The words "your family" and "our family" showed the seriousness of the matter. Father Wen lost his airs and said quickly, "Of course not, you misunderstood me."

"Do you know what she said before she left?"

"She" refers to Wen Mubai's grandmother.

"You say."

"She said that she dreamed about Mubai when she was a child a few days ago, and that she was like other girls when she was a child. She loved to laugh, love to be beautiful, and loved to dress up. She loved to learn how to paint and paint with watercolors. She kept talking about this person. She just cried, 'Why did you have this pair of unreliable parents?' These are her original words." The old man's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was so low that it seemed to come from far away, "She just wanted Mubai to come down Is it a little difficult for you to live happily and freely for half of your life?"

Father Wen's cheeks became hot from what he said, and he said angrily, "I understand what you mean, I won't intervene when Mubai changes her major."

"What does it mean to change majors, that's called selection." The old man emphasized the pronunciation of the words, "Don't show off your 'male manhood' in front of me."

"You said so."

……

Wen Mubai didn't know what the old man had said to her stubborn father, and when the two talked alone, his desire to criticize her in everything was much less.

"Are you still used to living outside alone?" He put his hands on his knees, and after shedding the stern father's shell, he was as polite as a distant relative who only saw once during the Chinese New Year.

Wen Mubai replied without emotion, "I'm used to it."

"As for the meal, have you eaten on time?"

"I can't die of hunger." She was still concise.

Xu Shi felt a little embarrassed, and Father Wen rubbed his index finger on the tip of his nose, "Dad sees that you have lost a lot of weight, and your face is also haggard. If you feel uncomfortable outside, you can go home, and I will ask Auntie to cook something delicious for you."

Perhaps touched by the word "father", Wen Mubai's expression finally changed a little. She raised her head and looked at Father Wen with a cold gaze, "You just want to talk about this when you talk about it."

From very early on, the conversation between their father and daughter has been reduced from asking questions to efficient questions and answers. Father Wen's sudden reversal of style is not to blame for Wen Mubai's feeling that it is inappropriate.

"Have you been mad at Dad?" Father Wen finally let go of his high head, and put on an apologetic tone, "Dad knows it's wrong."

"How long can you hold on to this self-blame." Wen Mubai's eyes were clear, unaffected by this hard-earned softness, "Ten days? 20 days? I don't need an apology or compensation, you just need to remember it in your heart , I am a living person with thinking, not just a marionette at the mercy of others."

"Mubai, Dad really wants to apologize to you."

"Okay, I accept your apology." Wen Mubai turned his head to look at him with no emotion in his eyes, "Let's stop this topic here."

She didn't think he was really aware of something when he apologized, maybe because of the little bit of guilt, but she didn't want to expand the topic, it would only become more time to deal with more complicated things, and it might not be resolved in the end good.

Cut off from the bad parts, and she has to deal with the rest herself.

……

When all the people are here, all the worship is over, and the big guys sit down and have dinner.

Restaurants often take advantage of such weddings and funerals, serving dishes quickly and appearing proficient.

Xu Chacha ate too much sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and he had had lunch before, so he couldn't fit it and didn't serve it.

Wen Mubai came down after eating a few mouthfuls, and sat on the side with her.

"Auntie." Xu Chacha looked up and talked to her with a garland in her hand, "You have to stay here for a few days."

Wen Mubai recalled her previous text message, "At least sleep tonight."

"Oh." Xu Chacha nodded thoughtfully.

Wen Mu covered her head with white hands, "What's wrong."

Xu Chacha brought the wreath she had made into her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Can I stay here at night?"

Wen Mubai looked at the things on his wrist, wondering if this is the feeling of being short-handed, if so, it would be really hard for her to refuse Xu Chacha.

"There is no air-conditioning here, so you may not be able to sleep comfortably." Wen Mubai stretched out his thin white fingers and brushed her forehead hair gently, "Go to sleep in a hotel with Mom and Dad, Auntie will go there in two days Looking for you."

The corners of Xu Chacha's mouth turned down, and his eyelashes drooped lazily, "I want to be with Auntie tonight."

Wen Mubai slowed down the action of trimming her hair, thinking about what to do.

Xu Chacha hugged her arm persistently, and put her soft cheek on it, "I won't be with Auntie at night, how do I know if you're secretly crying behind my back, I want to stay and coax you."

Wen Mubai laughed at her childish words, and parted the corners of his lips, "It's not that Auntie doesn't agree, you have to ask your parents first."

"Then Auntie agreed!" Xu Chacha grasped the point.

Wen Mubai smiled helplessly, "There's no reason to drive away guests."

Xu Chacha rubbed her head against her, like a cuddly small dog, "I knew that Auntie loved me the most."

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