After the divorce, the boss chases his wife and kneels again

According to the policy of the next funeral home, he must be cremated before being enshrined in the mourning hall.

While waiting, Mingxi reluctantly looked at her grandmother's face over and over again, as if she wanted to engrave it in her heart.

When the body was pushed to be burned, the iron door closed right in front of Mingxi's eyes.

She realized later that this time, she really would never see her grandma again.

The person who loves her the most in this world no longer exists.

Feeling sad, she slammed down on the iron door and choked up, "Grandma, remember to hide from the fire, hide from the fire, grandma..."

But the only answer to her was the heavy echo of the iron gate.

It took nearly an hour before the iron door opened.

The boiler burner packed up the ashes of grandma, and Mingxi carried the urn to the mourning hall.

The mourning hall had already been set up, Mingxi put the urn on the altar, then knelt down holding the portrait of grandma.

She knelt straight, motionless.

In the middle, Aunt Zhang advised her to have some food, but she couldn't eat anything except some water.

Aunt Zhang felt sorry for her and found her a soft futon to kneel on.

Towards evening, the first worshiper came to the mourning hall.

It was Wen Qi who rushed over here, and when she got the news, she still couldn't believe it.

Until now, seeing Ming Xi wearing black filial piety clothes with filial piety veils pinned to his arms, he believed it was true.

In just two days, Ming Xi lost a lot of weight, and his chin was pointed.

After Wenqi worshiped, she was full of things to say, but she didn't know what to say.

Finally, she said with great difficulty, "My dear boy, I'm sorry."

Say sorry for her son who can't figure it out. I didn't stay with Xiaoxi at such an important moment. Will there be another chance in the future?

Fortunately, Ming Xi didn't reject Wen Qi very much. Although he didn't say anything, he still acquiesced to Wen Qi's stay.

Until the next afternoon, two unexpected guests ushered in.

Wen Meijuan brought Song Xin to worship.

Song Xin only learned about Mingxi's grandmother's death yesterday, and she was so frightened that her legs went limp.

But she was scared not because she killed someone because of her actions.

It's because Fu Huaishen said that someone else would take care of her. Now that the little bitch's grandmother is dead, it's unknown whether Brother Si Yan will skin her.

She was extremely resistant to going abroad, but now she can't wait to fly out immediately.

She told Wen Meijuan about the matter, and Wen Meijuan also panicked. She didn't expect Song Xin to cause such a disaster.

Hiding abroad is not an option. If Fu Siyan really wants to deal with them, he can find them even by digging a hole in the ground.

After thinking about it, she decided to bring Song Xin over for a cutscene, and then ask Mrs. Wen to come out and beg for mercy.

No matter what happened to the Wen family and the Fu family, the bones were broken and the tendons were still connected, so this matter can naturally be covered up.

What's more, people died of illness, not her daughter.

The two made up their minds and appeared in the mourning hall in the afternoon.

Wen Meijuan first made friends with Wen Qi, "Sister."

Wen Qi frowned, "Why are you here?"

Wen Meijuan smiled, but felt that it was inappropriate, she pressed the corners of her mouth stiffly and said, "I'll bring Xiner to worship."

Wen Qi felt suspicious in her heart, she didn't know that Song Xin was related to the hospital.

Mingxi was just kneeling calmly, but when she saw these two people, she said hoarsely: "Get out!"

Don't come here to defile grandma's last pure land.

Song Xin couldn't hold back anymore, she had condescended to pay homage to this dead old woman, and the little bitch would treat her like this when she came up, but there was no way anyone could make her feel wronged.

She choked her voice, pretending to be sad and said: "Mingxi, I came here as soon as I heard about your grandma's death. It was all a misunderstanding that day. I didn't know that those women were crazy."

Wen Meijuan also echoed, "That's right, Xiner was scolded by me as soon as she told me. She likes to meddle in everything, but in fact it has nothing to do with her."

As she spoke, she took out a thick envelope from her bag and handed it to Mingxi.

"This is the money that Auntie prepared. You accept it. Xin'er was quick to talk about it. I asked her to kowtow to your grandma as an apology."

Mingxi threw the envelope directly on Wen Meijuan's face and yelled, "I tell you to get out! Didn't you hear me? Get out!"

Pink banknotes were falling down one after another, and the sharp edges and corners almost cut the cheeks of Wen's mother and daughter, just like those 'so-called' pornographic photos of her that day, showing how sinister people's hearts are.

Verbal violence can be ignored, and a false apology can be easily exposed.

And these instigators can continue to live as if nothing happened.

Why!

Song Xin was so frightened that she screamed and almost lost her composure, but soon she came back to her senses and cursed.

"Don't be shameless. The old woman died because she was in poor health. What are you doing to me? Besides, she is over 80 and can't die? She is lying in the hospital every day and burning money. Do you, a poor man, have money to see a doctor for her? After all, I still helped you, you are not grateful to me..."

"Shut up!" Wen Qi said as she was about to slap Song Xin's rotten mouth, but Ming Xi was one step ahead of her, and suddenly rushed over, grabbing Song Xin's neck fiercely.

She was like an enraged little beast, her slender fingers turned white, and the veins on the back of her hand bulged, all the heartache, anger and hatred that had been suppressed in her heart poured out violently.

Why, why must she accept such a fate!

Her grandmother was honest and hardworking all her life, she lost her husband in the middle age and lost her son, but the grandmother never complained about the injustice of fate, she still yearned for and loved life, and devoted herself to raising her up.

Even at the last moment when he was about to leave, he didn't blame anyone. Instead, he worried about her, said he believed her, and said he was sorry...

Such a kind person, such a kind person, why did he have to suffer such bad luck, even at the last moment, he had to watch his granddaughter being slandered and insulted by others.

Why, why!

God why are you so unfair!

Why is the instigator free to act as if nothing happened, and why, as a wronged victim, she has to fall into the hell of self-blame?

Ming Xi exerted a lot of strength in his hands, his voice was as hoarse as a dead vine, he laughed and cried: "What right do you have to say such a thing, what right do you, a murderer, have to say such a thing!"

Under the palm of Song Xin's face, her face turned from white to purple, her eyeballs were protruding, and she was motionless from struggling violently to hanging her hands down.

Wen Meijuan cried and howled, went to pull Mingxi's hand, and shouted: "Killed! Killed!"

But this time, Mingxi's hand seemed to be embedded in Song Xin's neck, and she couldn't pull it away no matter what.

Wen Meijuan was so frightened that her face turned ashen, she fell to the ground and cried loudly, breaking down and screaming.

"Ahhh... killed... this lunatic killed..."

At the critical moment, an arm pulled Mingxi away in time, breaking the out-of-control deadlock.

"Mingxi!!!"

Fu Siyan cried out in great pain.