It was not until almost twelve o'clock in the evening that everyone returned to the four directions.

After returning to Sifang, Wang Bo asked Zeng Ping to drive the van back. His second uncle would use this car to deliver goods tomorrow and asked her to rest early. Zeng Ping whispered when Wang Bo would leave. Wang Bo shook his head and said that he would stay here tonight.

After arriving at home, Cheng Wenjin finally became more energetic and planned to cook some noodles for everyone to eat, but was persuaded by the people around him and said he was not hungry.

Next is to discuss Liang Jingquan's funeral.

The first thing is to ask Taoist priests. The customs in the four sides are to "open the way" before the cremation of the body, and the choice of burial cemetery and date, including the practice before the burial, and the salvation of Taoist priests need to be done. Cheng Wenjin and Liang Ya didn't understand this, so they could only ask Liang Jingquan's father and brothers and sisters who had done or participated in weddings and weddings.

For the mourning hall for relatives, friends, colleagues and classmates to commemorate and say goodbye to the mourning hall, if the city is a city, it will usually borrow a special synagogue in the funeral home; but for rural people, they will usually set up the mourning hall in their home hall for the guests attending the funeral to mourn. Although Liang Jingquan became a city dweller, most of his relatives and friends were in the countryside. Liang Jingquan's father discussed with his daughter-in-law Cheng Wenjin and asked if he could set up his son's mourning hall in his hometown in the countryside. Anyway, after cremation, his son's bone burial land would be buried with his deceased grandparents, and he wanted to return to his roots.

In this regard, Cheng Wenjin had neither experience nor objection, so he nodded and said that he followed the arrangements of his father and elder brother.

Since the mourning hall is located in Liang Jingquan's hometown in rural areas, the banquet for treats can only be held in rural areas. Later, Cheng Wenjin discussed with the Liang family about the chefs who were invited to hold a funeral, the tables that needed to be appointed. Most of them were Liang Jingquan's parents. Brothers and sisters said that Cheng Wenjin really had no experience in dealing with such things.

Wedding and funerals are all complicated and extremely laborious. After discussing the funeral-related matters, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Liang Jingquan's parents and sisters said goodbye one by one and left and returned to the countryside. Lu Wei and Wang Bo stayed. Lu Wei used Wang Bo's cell phone to call his home when he was in Guanghan and told his parents that she would stay at Liang Ya's house to accompany Liang Ya tonight. Cheng Wenjin saw that Wang Bo also wanted to stay, so he asked him to go back and rest. He had already troubled him too much today.

"Auntie, just let me stay here. I'll sleep on the sofa!" Wang Bo insisted on leaving. He was really worried about this "orphan and widowed mother"!

Cheng Wenjin was not in a state of mind and argued with Wang Bo. He turned around and walked back to the bedroom. When he came out, he had already added a single bamboo mat, a thin quilt and a pillow in his hand.

When Wang Bo said he wanted to stay, a ray of light flashed in Liang Ya's unhappy eyes. While his mother was tidying up the bed for Wang Bo on the sofa, Liang Ya went to the bathroom, then walked to the entrance outside, and when she came back, she placed a pair of men's slippers in her hand at Wang Bo's feet. She looked at him and said in a hoarse voice: "You go wash your face and rinse your mouth, wash your feet with hot water, and you... rest early."

Wang Bo nodded, changed his slippers, went to the bathroom, and there was a white square towel stacked on the washbasin. A toothbrush was placed on the towel, and transparent toothpaste was squeezed on the toothbrush. The toothbrush was blue and white, exactly the same as the toothbrush prepared for him when he spent the night here last time. He thought that the toothbrush had been thrown away as garbage after the two broke up, but Liang Ya kept it. A trace of warmth slowly flowed through Wang Bo's heart, but it was a little bitter. The towel and toothbrush were still the same, but things changed, and in a blink of an eye, a change that caught everyone off guard and even was heartbroken.

The lights in the two bedrooms, including the living room, were gone, and the night was shrouded in the darkness, and there was always a faint but very familiar fragrance at the end of his nose, which could not be removed. Wang Bo was very familiar with the fragrance. When changing time or place, Wang Bo would be extremely excited. He buried his head deep on the pillow used by the other party and took a violent breath, doing some impulsive and boring things. However, at this moment, he had no thoughts. Some were just a deep melancholy and a sadness that didn't know where it came from.

It is irrefutable that Liang Jingquan's death was indeed an accident, a pure accident, without design, no intention, and no conspiracy. Even deep in his heart, which was hidden countless secrets, he never had the idea of ​​Liang Jingquan to die.

However, on the other hand, a secret way to view Liang Jingquan's death that only he knows. The other party's "unexpected death" is "closely related" to him, because if he does not pursue other people's daughter and does not contact other people's wife, according to the original path of history, he believes that Liang Jingquan will most likely not die. He, Liang Ya, Cheng Wenjin, and the family of three are likely to be harmonious and in love for the rest of their lives, rather than the miserable and miserable current, and the yin and yang will be separated forever!

Of course it is far-fetched to blame this kind of crime. However, when facing the death of a living life, he could not let go, no longer worry, and put himself out of the matter without guilt. He could not help but think about the assumption that if he did not provoke Liang Jingquan, Liang Jingquan would not die, just like he blamed his mother's death on himself in his previous life, but it was not that strong.

But regrets, sighs, sighs, and guilt that are not much or too much can never be removed. This made Wang Bo feel uneasy and at the same time, because it at least shows that he is still a kind person.

In short, quite contradictory.

Smelling the fragrance on the pillow, on this night when both physically and mentally exhausted but still unable to fall asleep, Wang Bo silently told himself in his heart, and at the same time, he also told Liang Jingquan, who would never be able to respond to him, no matter what he said or did in the future:

"Uncle Liang, don't worry, go without any worries. Whether it is your most precious daughter Xiaoya, your once beloved wife Cheng Wenjin, or Jiang Mei, whom you have always coveted and want to love her, but ultimately cannot get, I will take good care of them, care for them, not let them suffer any harm, give them all the beauty, let them be happy, happy, have no worries about food and clothing, and enjoy all their glory and wealth. I will definitely do it! This is my promise to you!"

Thinking of this, he felt like he was a crocodile, shed tears of sadness towards a prey that was bitten to death. If a person really had a soul, Liang Jingquan really had a spirit in the sky and had knowledge in the spring. I am afraid that the thing he wanted to do most was to curse him to die early and come down to be a ghost with him.

In this myth of self-blame and self-deprecating, breathing the faint fragrance that made him peaceful, Wang Bo fell into a deep sleep.

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The next day, at seven o'clock, Zeng Ping packed four bowls of rice noodles to serve as breakfast for the four. Liang Ya and Cheng Wenjin were still sad, but they didn't eat anything for nearly a day and a night, so they also asked their chests to be placed on their backs. With the persuasion of Wang Bo, Lu Wei and Zeng Ping, they finally finished the rice noodles brought by Zeng Ping.

The ones sent here together were 30,000 yuan, which was withdrawn from the working capital of the rice noodle shop at home. In addition to working hard, there were also many places to use money. Considering that the other party urgently needed money, Wang Bo gave her the dividends she had agreed with Cheng Wenjin last time.

Cheng Wenjin did not postpone it, but only said two words with tears in his eyes: Thank you.

According to the discussion last night, Liang Ya and her mother need to count the number of people attending Liang Jingquan's funeral to count the number of tables at the funeral banquet. Liang Jingquan's rural relatives naturally don't have to worry about them, but Liang Jingquan's colleagues, leaders, relatives of Cheng Wenjin's family, including classmates who are close to Liang Ya, need their mother to discuss and confirm.

So, after breakfast, Liang Ya and her mother sat next to the phone and called to report the funeral to the relevant relatives, friends and colleagues. Liang Ya and Cheng Wenjin were still very sad. After holding the phone, they made a sound of sobs and speechless without saying a word. When Wang Bo saw it, he had to pick up the phone himself and convey it on his behalf. He asked Lu Wei to record the name of the person he called in the notebook with a pen so that he could finally count it.

Finally, when Liang Ya and her mother informed everyone, Wang Bo walked to the balcony, made more than a dozen phone calls on his cell phone, and told the people in the English salon about Liang Ya's father's death. Everyone was shocked. Tang Jian, Han Lin, Liao Xiaoqing and several who attended Liang Ya's birthday party immediately said that they were coming. Wang Bo asked Tang Jian, Sun Li, two of whom had extraordinary backgrounds, could each help him borrow a car. Without saying a word, the two asked Wang Bo what car to borrow.

"Average small cars are fine. By the way, I remember you both have driver's licenses, right? You will have to be a driver at that time. I'm not sure how long it will take, I guess it will take about two or three days. If you have difficulties, you can say it in advance. If it doesn't work, I think of other ways." Wang Bo said to the two. In the last life, his mother passed away and encountered many places where he used cars. They were cars that the uncles and uncles went everywhere, and the prices were very expensive. People knew that you were a funeral car, so they asked for a price all over the place. They would charge several hundred yuan for one trip. It was difficult for you to bargain, so you could only be slaughtered.

"Boss, isn't it just a car? Liang Ya is your girlfriend and our sister-in-law. Her business is our business, and she is unavoidable! Don't say such things in the future, I don't like to listen to them!" Tang Jian said in extreme displeasure on the phone.
Chapter completed!