Running with the ball after a fake marriage

It is said that life is impermanent and things are unpredictable.Although it seems impermanent, everything in this world already has a definite number.

Mu Youyan changed out of his clothes and put on a mask.Then stuffed the milk powder and diapers into the backpack, hugged Gu Anyue who was still sleeping, and hurried out the door.

He waved for a taxi and reported his residential address to the driver uncle.

In the taxi, Mu Youyan kept his head down all the time, tears rolled down his cheeks one by one like broken pearls, and finally dripped onto the swaddling clothes wrapped around his daughter.

Moisten a large slice.

About half an hour later, Mu Youyan appeared in the old house with the baby in his arms.

The little guy in his arms has already woken up, looking around with a pair of bright brown eyes.

Neither crying nor fussing.

Although part of her memory was lost, Mu Youyan could tell that the old lady liked Gu Anyue very much.

While in the confinement center, Mu Youyan took the initiative to ask Gu Jian about the condition of old lady Zhen.From Gu Jian's mouth, I learned that the old lady's time is not long.

So, since I moved back home after confinement.Mu Youyan would take Gu Anyue to visit the old lady almost every day, sometimes every other day at most.

At this moment, Mu Youyan felt a little relieved.Fortunately, yesterday during the day, I brought Gu Anyue to visit the old lady.

The old lady seems to be in good condition recently, and she is in good spirits.Come to think of it, this is what everyone usually calls back to the light.

Although everyone is mentally prepared, knowing that Mrs. Zhen's time is not long, this day will eventually come.But when this day came, it still brought a big blow to Gu Jian.

Patients with advanced bone cancer have to endure the torment of the disease every day, which is unspeakable.

The only consolation is that the old lady passed away peacefully and died in her sleep.

In the morning, when Guan Yeqian came to wake the old lady up, she found that the old lady was not breathing.

Lie on your back on the big bed, clasped your hands flat on your stomach.He seemed to be sleeping peacefully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

When Mu Youyan arrived, the old lady was already lying in the coffin.In front of the coffin, there is a bronze incense burner, in which incense sticks are inserted in groups of three, and the green smoke spirals straight up.

Gu Jian, who was dressed in black, stood tall in front of the old lady's coffin, and slowly turned sideways when she heard footsteps coming from behind her.

Seeing that it was Mu Youyan who came, Gu Jian stepped forward a few steps, took Gu Anyue from Mu Youyan's arms, and hugged her in her arms.

"Yanyan, go and offer incense sticks to grandma." A pair of eyes full of tears looked at Mu Youyan, and Hao's bloodless lips moved.

"En." Mu Youyan nodded emphatically, and when he took the three incense sticks from Guan Yeqian with both hands, tears welled up again silently.

Holding three incense sticks, Mu Youyan went straight to the old lady's coffin, closed his eyes and bowed reverently to the coffin.The moment I closed my eyes, two lines of tears slipped down the end of my eyes quietly.

After a pause, Mu Youyan took a step forward and inserted the three incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner.

I closed my eyes blurred with tears again, and said goodbye to my grandmother in my heart:

[Grandmother has a good journey, and she will be happy in the next life. 】

According to the rules of City C, the deceased must stay at home for three days before being cremated and buried.

As old lady Zhen's closest relatives, Gu Jian and Guan Yeqian stayed in front of the coffin for three full days and three nights.When I really can't bear it, I go to the sofa and squat for a while.

For the past three days, Mu Youyan also stayed in the old house.For convenience, the Yuesao also rushed over from home to take care of the baby.

Relatives came from all over one after another to pay homage to the old lady.It was the first time that so many people gathered in the old house at the same time, bustling and bustling.

Guan Yeqian and her husband were busy back and forth, welcoming and comforting some elderly relatives.

After three days of vigil, the spirit and complexion of the big guys are very bad, as if they will fall if the wind blows.

At four o'clock in the morning the next day, the sky did not know when it began to drizzle, and the hazy rain and fog permeated the air and soil.

Gu Jian, dressed in black, sat alone in the hearse carrying the old lady's body, holding the portrait of the old lady firmly in her arms.

The hearse was followed by several cars, and a group of people headed for the funeral home in a mighty manner.

The immediate family members of Mrs. Zhen were sitting in several cars, among them was Mu Youyan who was holding the child.

There is a taboo saying that it is best not to take a child to a funeral parlor if it is too young, because it is too cloudy there.

But Mu Youyan still insisted on taking the baby with him, since Mu Youyan didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all.

Secondly, Mu Youyan felt that he should take the child to send the old lady off for the last time.After all, the old lady was very fond of Gu Anyue, the great-granddaughter.

Sitting next to him was Guan Yeqian in black, holding the sleeping glutinous rice with both hands.From time to time, he raised his arm and wiped the tears on his face.For nearly an hour's drive, no one said a word.

Guan Yeqian also ignored these so-called customs and taboos, and resolutely brought her four-year-old daughter with her, planning to send her grandmother off for the last time.

During the three days of vigil, my daughter and husband were always by my side.Nuomi is still too young, just at the age of ignorance and innocence. These days, when she sees her mother shed tears from time to time, she also cries loudly.

When the group arrived at the funeral home, it suddenly rained heavily.Bean-sized raindrops fell on the umbrella, and the rain and fog became thicker.

Before the cremation of the corpse, the family members must first go to the business office to go through the relevant procedures.Submit death certificates, purchase urns and receive cremation certificates, etc.

Staff: "Hi family, we have urns at different prices, what price would you like to choose?"

Gu Jian remained expressionless, and said silently, "I want the most expensive one."

Staff: "Okay. By the way, do you need an umbrella for the urn? The umbrella we opened is lighted, so that the elderly can directly lead to the Paradise of Elysium."

Gu Jian: "Okay."

After receiving the cremation certificate and completing the payment procedures, the relatives headed by Gu Jian came to the lounge next to the fireman.

The fireman handed over to Gu Jian a form requiring family members to confirm and sign.

Gu Jian took the fluffy paper handed over by the staff, and found the corresponding signature place.At the moment of writing, a childhood memory suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Little Jane, grandma will teach you how to write your own name, okay?"

"Grandma, my handwriting is so ugly."

"Not ugly, not ugly at all. It's because the characters "Gu" and "Jane" are too difficult to write.But as long as Xiaojian practiced more, she would definitely be able to write well. "

After signing and confirming, the cremation officially began.Family members can go to watch in front of the furnace or go to the lounge beside it to rest. Gu Jian did not choose to watch in front of the furnace, but went to the lounge next to it.

After about four and ten minutes, the cremation ended.

The staff came to ask the family members if they needed to pick up the bones in person.Gu Jian nodded, and then followed the staff to the front of the furnace.

When she heard the staff asking if she wanted to pick up the bones, Guan Yeqian couldn't bear it anymore, and cried loudly on her husband's shoulders, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

In front of the stove, Gu Jian lowered her eyes and quietly picked up the pile of bones in front of her.Pick them up one by one and place them flat in the urn.

Finally, the ashes were also put into the urn.

Gu Jian quietly looked at the pile of bones and ashes in the urn, and after a while, finally put the lid on.

Tears instantly blurred the vision, and a crystal teardrop fell on the lid with a "click".

At six o'clock in the morning, Gu Jian came out of the funeral home with the urn in her arms, and the group drove directly to the cemetery in the western suburbs.

It was an hour's drive, and it was only seven o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the cemetery.

The rain had already stopped, the sky had just dawned, and the soil exuded the unique smell after the rain.

The fog in the cemetery was heavy, and a lot of rain had accumulated on the winding path. Rows of neat and orderly tombstones appeared in front of the big guy.

Gu Jian's trouser legs were already wet from the rain. At this moment, the trousers were covered with mud spots, and the toes of her shoes were also full of mud.

The Taoist priest led the way ahead, chanting words that everyone could not understand.Gu Jian hugged the urn and followed behind, followed by a line of dark figures.

Everyone lowered their heads one by one, walking silently on the muddy path.

Gu Yeming walked beside Gu Jian, holding a black umbrella in his hand, and silently tilted the umbrella towards Gu Jian, letting the shadow of the umbrella completely cover the urn.

The cemetery is very large, and it took about a quarter of an hour to arrive at the tombstone of Mrs. Zhen.The tomb was opened, waiting for Mrs. Zhen's urn to be buried before closing it.

Gu Jian stopped in front of the tombstone, holding the golden nanmu urn in her arms, and remained silent.

The Taoist priest on the side was chanting words and doing a series of rituals.

After the ceremony was finished, Gu Jian put the urn into the cemetery under the guidance of the Taoist priest.

The moment the tomb was closed, Gu Jian slowly closed her eyes, and said devoutly in her heart:

[Grandmother, go all the way. 】

After the tomb was closed, Gu Jian's eyes stayed on the tombstone, staring at the black and white portrait of old lady Zhen for a long time.

"Miss Gu, please light this first pair of joss sticks for the old lady." The Taoist priest reminded him, handing over the two candles in his hand.

Gu Jian turned sideways, and took the two candles that the Taoist priest handed over with both hands.After lighting it with a lighter, it was inserted into the soil in front of the tombstone.

Then, three more incense sticks were lit.I lit a few pieces of paper money in my hand with the help of a candle, and then used the lit paper money to ignite the pile of paper money next to me.

The flames illuminated Gu Jian's side face, and the pupils filled with tears reflected the dancing figure of the candle.

Then, the juniors headed by Guan Yeqian came forward one after another, and burned paper money to the old lady one after another.

Guan Yeqian burned paper money to the old lady while crying, and finally asked Nuomi to kowtow three times to the old lady.

After the burial ceremony, Gu Jian did not leave immediately, but stood motionless in front of the tombstone for a long time.

Everyone left, and Mu Youyan was a little worried seeing Gu Jian like this, so he hugged his daughter and stayed behind.

"Gu Jian, I'm sorry." Mu Youyan took a step forward and comforted her softly.

After a while, Gu Jian turned around and looked at Mu Youyan quietly with bloodshot eyes.

"Yanyan, I only have you and Yue'er left now."

"Uh..." Mu Youyan was startled, and then fell silent.

"Don't leave me, okay." Gu Jian spoke again, with a trace of request in her tone.

Mu Youyan's eyes were hot, tears were glistening in his eyes, and he nodded emphatically.

"it is good."