The sound of firecrackers exploded all the way, and the motorcycles drove into the village. The villagers had already made arrangements. Seeing Liu Haiyan coming home with a square box in her arms, everyone shed tears with sadness for this young woman's tragic experience.
At this time, Che Hongmei also came home from school. From a distance, she saw white couplets posted on her home. She ran over and saw her mother holding a box and kneeling in the middle of the hall. There was also a black couplet in the center.
holding the coffin, she asked with fear on her face: "Uncle Chen, what's wrong with my family?"
Chen Zizhou was about to say something when Liu Haiyan turned around and pulled her over: "Hongmei, kneel down, your father died outside."
Che Hongmei burst into tears. She knelt on the ground with a plop, hugged the box and cried bitterly: "Dad!"
After three days of mourning and sending the deceased up the mountain, mother and daughter Liu Haiyan and Che Hongmei were already very sad and haggard.
In front of her father's grave, Che Hongmei refused to leave. Chen Zizhou looked at the poor little girl, held her in his arms, comforted her and said, "Hongmei, listen to your uncle and go home with your mother."
Che Hongmei shed tears and shook her head: "Uncle, my father is gone. Do you think I will be bullied in the future? My classmates all say that I am a wild child without a father."
Chen Zizhou wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "They are talking nonsense. Although your father has passed away, your father will always be here. Don't worry, uncle will not let you be bullied. In the future, uncle will help you!"
"Uncle, can you be my father? Then I will have a father again."
Chen Zizhou smiled bitterly and looked back at Liu Haiyan, whose eyes were red from crying. He felt a pain in his heart and hugged the child tightly: "Okay, uncle promises you, will you go home with your father soon?"
Well, Che Hongmei put her little hands around Chen Zizhou's neck, held Liu Haiyan's hand, and went down the mountain like a family.
When I got home, Che Hongmei on my shoulder had fallen asleep tiredly because she had been crying all night.
Liu Haiyan was sitting by the bed, also drowsy. Chen Zizhou picked up a towel, wrung out the water, wiped her face clean, and then gently covered her with a quilt.
Just when she was about to turn around and leave, Liu Haiyan suddenly stretched out her jade hand, tightly grasped the corner of Chen Zizhou's clothes, and said weakly: "Brother, I'm so tired, can you stay here with me?"
Looking at the haggard and charming young woman, with a pitiful look in her melancholy eyes, Chen Zizhou nodded, brought a small stool and sat beside her bed.
Liu Haiyan forced out a smile, closed her eyes with relief, and soon fell asleep.
Looking at her sleeping face, her face was slightly pale due to sadness, which could not hide her delicate skin, long eyelashes, tall little nose, small cherry mouth, and her face was so beautiful. It was better than those with heavy makeup on TV.
The actress is much prettier.
After a while, Chen Zizhou also fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed.
When he woke up, Liu Haiyan also woke up. She was looking at him. Chen Zizhou smiled slightly: "Are you feeling better?"
Well, Liu Haiyan snorted lightly, but frowned and said, "I just feel a little hot."
Chen Zizhou stretched out his hand and touched Liu Haiyan's forehead. Oh, it was really hot: "Sister Haiyan, do you have a fever?"
Liu Haiyan shook her head and suddenly reached out to grab Chen Zizhou's hand. She looked at him affectionately with her eyes. Her jade hands were so hot that waves of warmth and softness stirred Chen Zizhou's heart.
Chen Zizhou also looked at her affectionately. Their eyes conveyed words from the heart. In an instant, Chen Zizhou understood the needs of the woman next to him.
"Brother, can you really take care of me from now on?" Liu Haiyan's eyes were full of longing.
"Of course, sister Haiyan, don't worry, I won't leave you or your daughter behind," Chen Zizhou shook her hand tightly, feeling that the atmosphere was getting more and more ambiguous.
Liu Haiyan was shaking gently, and her whole body was exuding a strange heat. She opened the quilt, and a shy voice came from her heart: "Well, hug me!"