I was stunned for a moment.
After coming back to her senses, she hurriedly helped Ling Xiao up and took him away.
After they left, Mu Huan turned back to look at the portrait of her grandmother. The portrait seemed to have been suddenly drained of all its strength, and it slumped on the ground, with tears falling down again.
When Bo Junyan came back, he saw her paralyzed there, crying so sadly.
He strode forward distressedly and took her into his arms.
Mu Huan looked at her grandmother's portrait, tears welling up more and more, "I don't have a grandmother anymore... That's it, I don't have a grandmother anymore... That's it, I can never see her again... That's it... I can't do anything... That's it ..." Mu Huan clutched her heart, which was so uncomfortable that it was about to explode.
"You still have me... Be good, you still have me..." Bao Junyan hugged her tightly and comforted her softly.
"If I hadn't recognized my mother, my grandmother would still be alive and well..."
"If you don't recognize your mother, something else might happen." Bo Junyan didn't want her to blame her grandmother's death on herself. It was not her fault.
"What could happen..." There was always someone protecting her grandmother in the Bo family. It was her mother who found it inconvenient to take people to the Ling family and said that she would definitely take good care of her grandmother. She felt that she was her biological mother, so she would definitely not Something happened, so he didn't let anyone follow him. If someone followed him, this would never happen.
"Xiao Huan, this is not your fault. You can't think like this. If you do this, grandma will be worried and uncomfortable in heaven." Bo Junyan does not believe in ghosts and gods, but at this time, he can only use these to comfort him.
"Is there a heaven? Is there reincarnation of good and evil in this world? If there is, how could it be my grandma who died?"
"My grandma, she is the best person in the world. She has never done anything bad. We lived so hard before. When we met poor people who were sick, she would look after them and give them medicine for free. She She saved so many people and she did so much good, why did she let her die like this? Why?"
"Death is sometimes not punishment, but relief. Grandma went to reunite with grandpa. She was very happy when she left."
"Are you happy? Do you think she, who is living a happy life, would want to die..." What she saw in her grandmother's eyes was reluctance. She worked hard and was poor for the rest of her life. Now, she finally has a good life and is in good health. It was getting better and better. I had my daughter and granddaughter with me. I lived so happily, but he passed away so suddenly.
Bo Junyan, "..."
He was not good at comforting people, and this kind of pain of bereavement could not be comforted by any words.
He could only hold her a little tighter.
Mu Huan didn't speak anymore, she just cried in his arms, the cry was so sad and heart-wrenching.
Although Bo Junyan's heart ached with pain, he didn't say anything. He just held her. It was a good thing that she could cry. Only by crying could she vent her sorrow.
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Mu Huan transported Xue Hua's body back to Yuncheng for burial and informed Mu Dongsheng.
Mu Dongsheng hurried to the mourning hall after receiving the news.
He didn't expect that his ex-mother-in-law would die so suddenly.
When he arrived, Mu Huan, who was wearing mourning clothes, was kneeling in front of the mourning hall, holding a wooden stick and turning the paper money in the brazier to make them burn more vigorously.
After crying for several days, she could no longer cry, and her expression was as numb as a robot.
Mu Dongsheng looked at her like this and stepped forward with distress.
(End of chapter)