pet marriage

Shen Mingshu said that Shen Qingjia would handle all matters in the pavilion, so he stopped going to Linlang Pavilion, and just stayed at home to take care of his father every day.

These days, Shen's father's spirit became worse and worse, he fell asleep drowsily all day long, took medicine when he woke up, and fell asleep again not long after.

Shen Mingshu and the others were very worried, even if Shen Qingjia was busy with affairs in the pavilion, she would always rush back to watch over Shen's father's bedside.

Since the Wei family agreed to come down, without delay, after sending the black pearl over, Shen Qingjia personally went to deliver it to the craftsman, and when it was ready, he went to the Futai Lord's mansion in person to deliver the black pearl to the craftsman. This matter was handled properly, as if the matter of stealing the pearl had never happened.

Shen Mingshu stayed at home, and occasionally listened to some news from outside. What Feng Xin still hadn't been found, the shopkeeper Lou and the young master pleaded guilty, and the young master Biao spared her; , Overwhelming his elder brother, maybe he will be the head of the family in the future.

The gossip outside has never stopped, Shen Mingshu just listened to it, and didn't take it to heart, when meeting Shen Qingjia and Zhang Xiulang occasionally in the residence, she just nodded and passed by.

At first, there were servants in the pavilion who tentatively asked her opinion on some trivial matters, but after a few more attempts, it was fine to see that she had no intention of interfering.

Shen Mingshu blocked all the outside noises outside the door, turned a deaf ear to them, and only searched for various prescriptions for Dr. Lin to let Father Shen try, but no matter how hard he tried, Father Shen's body would inevitably decline.

When Dr. Lin left after asking a doctor, he sighed and reminded Shen Mingshu that he could take care of the funeral for Father Shen. Shen Mingshu just nodded silently and asked someone to send him away.

Luo Xin accompanied her to tell Shen Qingjia about the matter, and then found someone to inform Shen Qingjia.

Perhaps Shen's father had already expected it in the dark, and when he woke up occasionally, he just kindly comforted these children to relax, and fell asleep again after a while, closing his eyes and lying quietly, breathing gently. , but everyone cares.

The day that Shen's father left was a good day, the weather was fine, with the breath of spring, and he was rarely in a better mood. He asked the housekeeper to open the window to let in the air, and slowly talked about his future arrangements with Shen Mingshu and the others. Death does not seem to have any fear or concern, and even a little bit of hope.

When his consciousness became chaotic, Shen's father vaguely thought that when he crossed the Naihe Bridge, he wondered if he could see his little girl. He had learned a lot of new dim sum tricks over the years, so he could make them for her to try.

I don't know who let out the first cry. It was clear and scary in the quiet room, and mixed with the spring breeze that slipped in from the window, gently rolled out, brushed the new willow buds, and then disappeared.

Shen's father's funeral was very simple, but there were quite a few people who came to express their condolences, most of them were related to the Shen family's business contacts.

Shen Mingshu dealt with these people with a cold expression. Hearing a few words of condolence from them, and a few words of comfort to her, he nodded in response, sent them out, and heard the next one going back and forth. He felt a chill and became stiff in his body He couldn't even lift his fingers, so he couldn't even care about the whispers behind his back.

Luo Xin waited fiercely for the nonsense person who was not far away in case the master didn't hear, took a step forward, held Shen Mingshu's hand, and looked at the blackness in her eyes with worry. These days, my sister has been unable to sleep at night, and during the day Busy with all kinds of things, she was worried that her sister would collapse suddenly.

Today is the last day, the wake will be kept overnight, and the burial will be early the next morning. These days, Shen Qingyue also cried silently, her eyes turned red, she couldn't hold it anymore, only Shen Mingshu and Shen Qingjia were watching.

Luo Xin originally wanted to stay with her sister, but seeing Shen Mingshu gently shaking her head silently, she could only suppress her uneasiness in her heart and arrange other things with the housekeeper.

Although she didn't keep vigil in the hall, Luo Xin still didn't sleep all night. She lay on a bed that looked a little too big for a person, rubbed her red eyes from time to time, wiped away the overflowing tears, and stared at the window. The side slowly lit up, then got up to wash, and waited outside the hall for Shen Mingshu to come out.

Afterwards, Shen Mingshu walked ahead holding Father Shen's tablet, followed by a group of people, and sent Father Shen to the resting place that had been prepared, right next to Mother Shen.

Shen Mingshu stared at the last grain of wood that was covered by the soil, his eyes trembled slightly, and he returned to Shen's house silently, without shedding a single tear from the beginning to the end.

Rong Min took Shen Qingyue away, and Shen Qingjia also went back to her own yard to rest. Luo Xin saw Shen Mingshu standing in a daze, and with red eyes, she took Shen Mingshu's hand and brought her back to the room.

Like what Shen Mingshu did for her before, Luo Xin helped her change her clothes, wet the towel, wiped Shen Mingshu's face and hands, let her lie on the bed, and then lay down herself, reaching out to hug her.

"Sister, go to sleep." Luo Xin said softly, with some panic in her moist eyes.

Shen Mingshu's eyes moved, and he raised his hand to wipe away the teardrops rolling out from Luo Xin's blinking eyelashes, and finally said, "I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep, you're exhausted these days."

Luo Xin couldn't hold back her tears anymore, buried her head in Shen Mingshu's neck, sobbed and said, "Sister, I'm scared."

Shen Mingshu's heart felt sore, he put his arms around Luo Xin, stroked her back, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Sister, you don't talk, you don't cry, you don't sleep, you are obviously so sad, and there are people saying bad things about you," Luo Xin choked up a little while talking, obviously crying hard, paused for a moment, and continued, " I'm afraid that sister, you are also sick."

Hearing Luo Xin's cry, the emotions accumulated in Shen Mingshu's heart seemed to be thawed. She hugged Luo Xin and buried her head in her hair. A hoarse voice sounded softly to comfort Luo Xin. Concealing the wetness that quietly melted into the hair.

Gradually, the long-lost drowsiness also surged up, silently dragging Shen Mingshu and Luo Xin into sleep.

Lan Yinqiu Nong stood outside the door, listening to the voices in the room disappear, and it fell into silence, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The suppressed emotions were vented at once, Shen Mingshu fell into a deeper sleep, it was already late when he woke up, Luo Xin was still falling asleep in her arms.

Shen Mingshu touched Luo Xin's red and swollen eye sockets with his fingertips, his eyes were deep, and after a while, he leaned over and kissed them lightly, and quietly watched the appearance of the person in his arms under the dim light. .