Douluo: Qin Shimingyue system

Xia Ranran was surprised, "Then Xiaozhe..."

Su Jingru knew what Xia Ranran was worried about. She was probably afraid that the two children could not take care of Xiaozhe.

"They are both very well-behaved," Su Jingru said. "Nothing is wrong."

Xia Ranran followed Su Jingru upstairs.

Huo Xiaoqi was quarreling with Xia Duoduo. The two of them were talking to each other. Xia Duoduo was furious, but Huo Xiaoqi always stopped the words with just one word or two. Nothing to say.

It actually made Xiaozhe giggle in the crib.

When Xia Duoduo heard Xiaozhe laugh, she said to Huo Xiaoqi: "Listen, Xiaozhe is laughing at you!"

Huo Xiaoqi: "Whoever laughs knows it."

Xia Duoduo: "..."

As soon as the door opened, the two little guys looked towards the door. ?

"Mommy, wake up!"

Xia Duoduo ran towards Xia Ranran first and threw herself into her arms.

"Well, Mommy is awake, how is Duoduo?" Xia Ranran looked at Xia Duoduo's beautiful little face, and the dark look in her eyes seemed to have left with Mr. Su's departure.

"No," Xia Duoduo shook her head, "Mommy, did grandpa really leave?"

Xia Ranran hugged Xia Duoduo and said, "Well, grandpa went to another world to find grandma."

Xia Duoduo blinked, "Then can I still see my grandpa in the future?"

"I can see it in my dreams." Xia Ranran sighed in her heart, but she couldn't explain it clearly and wanted to comfort Xia Duoduo.

Huo Xiaoqi, on the other hand, didn't seem to have so many problems, so he followed silently.

"Get ready, we are going to the funeral parlor." Su Jingru picked up Xiaozhe in the stroller, "Yuanhang has already reserved a room at the funeral parlor."

Su Jingru put Xiaozhe into dark baby clothes.

When she took off her bright and colorful clothes, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

The swaddling clothes that Xiao Zhe was wrapped in were chosen by Mr. Su. They were bright yellow, a color that was said to be used by royal people in ancient times, just to add a little extravagance to Xiao Zhe.

However, this color is not suitable now.

When everyone in the Su family was ready, they drove to the funeral home.

At the funeral parlor, Lu Yuanhang had already given everything in order.

After keeping a vigil here and cremating, you can be buried in three days.

The cemetery where Mr. Su was buried was set up before his death, and it was next to Xia Ranran's grandmother's cemetery.

The urn placed, which is double, is next to the pattern.

At that time, Mr. Su had already begun to think about his own aftermath.

In addition to sighing, everyone also felt heartbroken.

A good man like Mr. Su was gone like this.

On the day she arrived at the funeral home, Xia Ranran saw that Su Jingru was not in good spirits, so she asked her to take the child to the back to rest while she kept vigil in front.

Who would have known that as soon as Su Jingru opened the door, an uninvited guest came in front of Mr. Su's tomb.

"Oh, my brother, why are you leaving now? You left without saying a word!"

Suddenly, a cry broke the silence in front of the spiritual throne.

Xia Ranran stood up with excitement.

"You are……"

There were five or six people coming, three men and three women. The older ones looked to be in their 50s, and the younger ones were about the same age as Xia Ranran, and their clothes showed that they were extraordinary.

They already guessed Xia Ranran's identity as soon as they saw the white strip of cloth tied on Xia Ranran's arm.

After all, Mr. Su only had two daughters in the Su family. The eldest daughter Su Fangran died early, leaving behind only one daughter, Xia Ranran, while the second daughter Su Jingru had just given birth to a son who was not yet one month old.

The person in front of me looks to be in her early twenties, so it must be Xia Ranran.

"My niece, your grandfather left so urgently, how could you..."

A middle-aged woman in the lead took Xia Ranran's hand, wiping non-existent tears from her eyes and crying.

Xia Ranran didn't know them well.

It was only when I was a child that I heard about Mr. Su drawing a clear line with these people, because these people have become ugly and greedy since they knew that the group led by Mr. Su had become rich.

But now as soon as the old man leaves, people come again.

Several people were wailing loudly, and the whole hall was filled with a buzzing sound of wailing, but all they could hear was thunder and no rain. The voices of several people were crying louder than the others, but there were no tears.

Xia Ranran frowned.

This is the difference between real sadness and fake sadness.

She and Su Jingru's sadness was hidden in their hearts, they were shut in their own rooms and shedding tears silently.

But the sadness of these people has to be acted out at the top of their lungs, as if they are afraid that others will not know.

Xia Ranran gestured to Butler Zhao on the side, "Cousin and aunt, please take a seat first."

Butler Zhao took a step forward and said, "Please invite me to the lounge."

Several people clapped their thighs and helped each other to walk to the lounge. As they walked, they said, "Hey, the old man has really suffered all his life. Even after he died, there was no man here to keep vigil."

Xia Ranran became angry when she heard this.

She originally wanted to explain things clearly, but then she took a look at her grandfather's memorial tablet. She didn't want to cause trouble here, so she didn't care about them.

They drank some tea and ate some snacks in the lounge, but they didn't plan to leave yet.

Sitting like this lasted two hours.

Butler Zhao came out and said, "Miss Ran, look..."

Xia Ranran walked around Butler Zhao and came to the lounge, "Elders, how did you come all the way here? Do you want me to send a car to take you back?"

She said this politely.

When these people heard this, they became angry.

"What are you talking about, you yellow-haired girl? Are you trying to drive us away?"

"Yes, shouldn't we just sit here for a while longer? I'll spend more time with the old man, and it's your turn to come here and gossip about us?"

"When my dad followed the old man out to make a living, you weren't around yet."

"Let's spend more time with the old man here. It's a pity that the old man didn't have a son to die in his whole life. What's wrong with letting his daughter stay here all the time?"

"Yes, the few men here have made our old Su family very popular."

Xia Ranran was already on the verge of breaking out just now. Now that she heard them repeatedly favoring boys over girls and belittling the status of women, she said directly: "My grandpa has always been fair and treats both men and women the same."

"That's because your family has no sons, so you can only have two daughters to support your appearance."

A person next to her poked her arm, "There's only one left now."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Now there is only one daughter left. You are just a granddaughter, especially the daughter of a married daughter. The surname is no longer the same as our Su family. "