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Chapter 43 Funeral

If the pain is too severe, the pain will become less real, making people feel dull and unable to respond as quickly as possible.

Zhou Yang couldn't remember how he hung up the phone, or he even forgot to hang up, and the faint crying sounds kept coming from the other end of the phone, endlessly.

Finally, Ye Yingning stretched out his hand and pressed it gently, and the crying finally came to an abrupt end.

She turned on the lights, and the bedroom was still a little dark. Under the faint apricot yellow light, Zhou Yang's face was frighteningly sallow.

"Zhou Yang?"

Ye Yingning was worried and asked, and she was sleeping in a daze just now and couldn't hear it very clearly.

So early, Xie Junrou called again, and the old man of the Xie family has been in poor health and the medicine stone is ineffective, so she vaguely guessed the answer.

Zhou Yang seemed extremely tired and closed his eyes against the head of the bed. After a long time, he remained motionless.

"My grandfather passed away... can you give me a glass of wine?"

Just when Ye Yingning almost thought he was asleep, Zhou Yang suddenly spoke.

She wanted to refuse, after all, she had injuries on her body and had to stay away from smoking and drinking, but at this time, it is a rare exception.

Ye Yingning nodded, grabbed a coat and put it on his body, got out of bed and poured him a glass of wine.

In a hurry, she only found a bottle of Wuliangye that had been for thirty years. I don’t remember who sent it to me during the Chinese New Year. Ye Yingning hurriedly dismantled the gift box, poured a small cup, and walked back to the bed with both hands.

Zhou Yang took the strong-scented white wine at 50 degrees, and tilted his head and drank it all in one gulp. His movements clearly showed a sense of embarrassment that he had never shown in his usual life.

He threw away the empty cup, grabbed Ye Yingning who was standing in front of him, pulled her into his arms, buried her head deep in her arms, and said in a speechless manner: "I was taken to Nanping by him when I was ten years old. He was angry with my mother, and refused to recognize my parents, but he loved me very much..."

Ye Yingning was infected by Zhou Yang's grief and couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke his head.

When Xie Junrou was in Zhonghai, she also chatted with her and talked a lot about Zhou Yang when she was a child.

Xie Jianming sent someone to take his ten-year-old grandson to Nanping and raise him carefully. Zhou Yang went north to Zhonghai at the age of 16 and insisted on studying at the military academy. He was unwilling to study in a prestigious school according to his wishes and would interfere in the family business in the future.

Of course, some people were happy and some were worried about Zhou Yang's decision. His uncle and aunt finally breathed a sigh of relief, while Xie Junrou was faintly disappointed.

However, the six years of life in Nanping left deep memories for Zhou Yang, especially the love and concern of his grandfather, whom he will never forget.

At this time, the words of comfort always seemed too pale. Ye Yingning wanted to speak but stopped and could not think of more words. She could only hold the man in her arms tightly and give him silent power.

Soon, his chest was wet, and Zhou Yang cried. He was still depressed at first, but later he simply burst into tears, like a child.

Ye Yingning could hardly stand, so she had to sit sideways on the edge of the bed, hugged his head, and coaxed her softly.

The gentleness and calmness of last night was completely broken by the sudden bad news in the early morning.

While brushing her teeth, Ye Yingning looked at herself in the mirror and had a good night's sleep. She looked particularly good, but when she thought of the pain Zhou Yang was suffering, her eyes couldn't help but dim.

Perhaps the two of them are really born with disagreement in their horoscopes. Whenever there is a slight harmony, something bad will immediately happen, and all the previous efforts will be eliminated.

The news of the death of my grandfather made Zhou Yang depressed almost the whole morning. If it weren't for the bowl of camel cheese porridge that Yingning personally packed and brought back last night, he would have almost no water in.

Two hours later, Xie Junrou called again and said that the Xie family's plane was about to arrive at Zhonghai, asking Zhou Yang and Ye Yingning and his wife to go to Zhonghai Civil Airport immediately, where the plane would land.

Ye Yingning didn't bother to be surprised by the private plane of the Xie family, but immediately realized that Zhou Yang's car accident was probably not to be hidden.

“I have to go back.”

He looked at her eyes, his voice hoarse and frightened, and he was so anxious that he was furious. In just three or five hours, blisters had already appeared on the corner of Zhou Yang's mouth.

She knew that this kind of thing could not be absent, so she quickly got up and prepared, first arranged the accompanying nurses, and then asked them to bring the medicine for the past few days, and then went to call Su Qingchi.

"I'll try to come back as much as possible. If it doesn't work, I won't go. It's just a launching ceremony."

Ye Yingning said something against her will. She had been brewing for so long, how could she not value this opportunity to appear?

Without waiting for Su Qingchi to say anything, she hung up the phone quickly and quickly packed up the items of the two. Half an hour later, Ye Yingning and Zhou Yang had already gotten into the car to the airport.

"I haven't been back for so long, but I didn't expect that going back to Nanping would be the last journey to send him..."

Zhou Yang looked at the scene that flashed outside the window and murmured, Ye Yingning shook his hand without opening his mouth.

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During the two-hour flight, Zhou Yang only drank a little water while taking the medicine, and the rest of the time he looked out the window silently.

Ye Yingning was not very used to this kind of small plane, and she felt dizzy after boarding the plane. She covered her body with a thin blanket and sat next to Zhou Yang, leaning against his shoulder, and resting with her eyes half closed.

In fact, based on the real relationship between the two, she can also say that she is busy with work and cannot leave.

But Ye Yingning couldn't do it when he was unable to move back to Nanping alone.

In the previous life, she was an orphan. She was born without knowing who her parents were, so naturally she could not appreciate the value of family affection. In this life, she had parents and relatives, and she urgently wanted to be better for her close relatives around her and cherish this hard-earned one.

Even though, she was just doing her filial piety for the real Ye Yingning.

After getting off the plane, the Xie family's car was ready, and it was nearly an hour away from the airport to the Xie family's mansion.

When he got off the car, Zhou Yangshang was fine, but Ye Yingning's face turned pale and his legs were weak.

It was the first time I came to the Xie family. Although I was prepared for it, she was still shocked by the luxury in front of her. If it weren't for the current situation, Ye Yingning really wanted to find a chance to enjoy the castle-like villa of the Xie family.

Xie Jianming had a son and a daughter during his lifetime, namely Zhou Yang's uncle Xie Juntang and his mother Xie Junrou. The two were less than two years apart. Xie Juntang's only son Xie Yao was one year older than Zhou Yang. He has been bedridden since the car accident a few years ago and has been judged as a vegetative person by the hospital.

It is said that Xie Juntang has always wanted to have another child to inherit the incense, but his wife is over fifty years old and cannot have children. Moreover, the power of his parents' family should not be underestimated, and he did not dare to rashly ask a young lover to give birth to a child.

Originally, Xie Juntang had been managing the business of the Xie family over the years. Since Xie Yao had an accident, he was overly sad and lacked energy, so he had to agree to let his sister Xie Junrou occasionally return to Nanping to bear the burden of the business at home.

Ye Yingning pushed the wheelchair and walked into the villa hall of the Xie family with Zhou Yang.

There was a lot of crying in the huge hall. I don’t know if everyone was really sad or worried that the old man would be away, which would affect their future destiny.

Xie Junrou waited and waited, but she didn't expect that the son who was waiting for her was in a wheelchair. She was stunned, with red eyes, and then rushed over for a moment.

"Mom, I'm fine. I accidentally hit me when I drove and had a small fracture. It doesn't matter."

Zhou Yang was afraid that she would think too much, so before Xie Junrou could speak, he hurriedly explained. Ye Yingning, who was beside him, also echoed and asked her not to worry.

Xie Junrou, who was pale, kept wiping her eyes with a tissue, her eyes were a little stunned, and she murmured: "Retribution, retribution..."

After saying that, she started crying again and almost fainted on the ground. She was quickly supported by the workers of the Xie family and sat down.

Ye Yingning was stunned. No one would say the word "retribution" to her son. She couldn't help but frown, thinking that she had heard it wrong.
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