When this was mentioned, Yang Jun immediately became frightened.

When a forty-year-old woman goes crazy, no man is not afraid. If she really stares at him every day, he will be unbearable.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble."

Yang Jun said: "This disease is not a serious illness, right? Does it require hospitalization?"

Yi Qiushui sighed after hearing this.

"It's reached the point where you can't have children. Do you think it's serious?"

"so serious?"

Yang Jun murmured to himself: "How crazy must these women be to make them infertile."

"Who says it's not the case? Linda now realizes that she regrets it. Now she is in her forties, and she can't have a child even if she wants one. It's really hard for her."

"Does she have a husband and want to have children?" Yang Jun asked.

"Who told you that you can't have children without a husband?" Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes.

"Isn't she afraid of people gossiping behind her back?" Yang Jun was stunned.

"Linda wouldn't have done this if she cared about that."

Yi Qiushui said: "Linda is an extremely self-interested person. When she was young, she only thought about enjoyment. Now that she is old, it is too late to regret."

After saying that, Yi Qiushui said: "Husband, no matter what kind of person Linda was before, since she regrets it now, can we help her?"

"How can you help? I can't help with this matter." Yang Jun waved his hands in fear.

"Hate, where are you thinking?"

Yi Qiushui said: "What I mean is that since Linda wants to do business now, let's help her."

"You are taking care of the business, just take care of it."

"Okay, since you said so, I'll do it."

Afterwards, the two returned to the backyard and directed people to help with cleaning arrangements.

If the old house is not inhabited for a long time, it needs to be cleaned again.

Fortunately, there are many nannies at home, so Yang Jun doesn't need to take action.

After setting up the room, Yi Qiushui transferred two aunts from the villa to live in the front yard. The two of them lived here, and many places were inseparable from the nanny.

After finishing all this, Yang Jun returned to the river to fish again.

"Uncle Master, Chief Wang's wife is gone."

As soon as Yang Jun lay down, Luo Xiaojun hurried over.

When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

"When did this happen?"

Yang Jun went to the hospital to visit Wang Xiaocui yesterday, but he was gone today?

At this moment, Yang Jun's mood changed greatly, and he felt that death was very close to him.

Yang Jun has never felt so deeply as now.

In the past, he heard that this one was dead and that one was gone, but he didn't take it seriously. Now that he heard that Wang Xiaocui was gone, he felt that the breath of death was so close to him this time.

When a group of people gather together to talk about their past or children, it means that they are about to enter the elderly.

Old age means the end of life.

That is the node that returns to the starting point.

"It wasn't available at five o'clock this morning." Luo Xiaojun said.

At five o'clock this morning, Yang Jun was still talking to Yang Tang instructing him. Unexpectedly, in just a short while, the man was gone.

Wang Xiaocui is outgoing and carefree, and can chat with anyone. She often jokes with Yang Jun.

Yang Jun often lamented that if Wang Xiaocui were a man, he would probably be no worse than Wang Erwa.

However, such an optimistic and generous person died in his early forties.

"Buy a wreath and send it to me." Yang Jun said in a deep voice.

"It's already been handled by someone and will be sent to you shortly," Luo Xiaojun replied.

"Man, when will you come back? I want to pay my respects."

"Uncle Master, I sent it directly to the funeral parlor and won't bring it back."

Yang Jun was startled when he heard this, and then nodded.

Yang Jun and Wang Erwa are both people with sensitive identities, so naturally they cannot help with funerals in the community. Wang Erwa's behavior is considered to be within the rules.

"Just send it off for me, I won't go."

If it was in a community, Yang Jun could go there and pay homage. If it was in a funeral home, forget it. It would be inconvenient for Yang Jun to appear there.

"Yes, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun stood there and waited for a while. Seeing that Yang Jun had nothing to say, he said,

"Uncle Master, if there is nothing else, I will go over there first."

"Go ahead."

Yang Jun waved his hand.

After Luo Xiaojun left, Yang Jun could not recover for a long time.

One is to lament the death of Wang Xiaocui, and the other is to lament the impermanence of life.

As long as a person lives, there will be vegetation and autumn. This is really an apt description.

People are just like flowers, plants and trees. They only have a short life. They grow from childhood to strength and then decline. Just like people, they also go from youth to middle age and then to old age. It is like taking a walk in the world and signing a petition.

All the same.

Yang Jun was a man of two generations and had a deep understanding of matters of life and death.

Most people in the world have experienced life and the process of living, but as for what death is like, no one can describe it because no one has the ability to rise from the dead.

But Yang Jun is different. He has experienced life, death, and rebirth. He has experienced life and death all over again.

Therefore, if anyone in this world can tell what death is like, it is probably Yang Jun.

Death is nothing to be afraid of. I am afraid that life would be worse than death. After death, I have to try the taste of life again. If I don't have a hard heart, I can't survive that feeling.

Yang Jun has experienced this feeling, and it is really not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

All in all, it's not a pleasant experience.

"Are you coming to the human world to go through the motions?

No matter what luggage you carry,

We all experience the same comings and goings of cold and summer,

Taste the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy,

Will you come to the human world to go through the motions?

No matter ordinary or radiant..."

…

Yang Jun's hoarse voice roared the song over and over again.

That hoarse and sad voice sang out the helplessness, the sadness, and the true meaning of life.

"Who hasn't come to the human world to go through the motions..."

The sad singing attracted everyone.

Yi Qiushui and Wang Yuying stood behind him and looked at him silently, looking at the two lines of crystal tears on Yang Jun's cheeks.

"Old Yang..."

Just as Yi Qiushui was about to go up, Wang Yuying stopped her.

"Let him cry, just let him cry."

Although Yang Jun is smiling every day, either fishing or drinking tea, in fact, they understand better than anyone else that Yang Jun is carrying a lot of pressure. Living under this kind of pressure for a long time without being released will cause people to lose their temper.

Driving crazy.

"Who hasn't come to the human world to go through the motions?"

"Who hasn't come to the human world to go through the motions?"

Yi Qiushui murmured to herself, repeating this sentence non-stop.

As Yang Jun sang, she felt more and more that it was not easy for someone to write this lyric. It was only someone who has seen through the world and understood how people live could write such classic words.

Who can say otherwise? From birth to death, in just a few decades, everything disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind.
To be continued...