C174 (1/2)

No one had expected it to happen so suddenly. How could a person disappear just like that?

On the day of Xia Yu's funeral, she tightly held onto her cold hand and did not advise her to let go.

The spirit hall was right inside, just as Duan Xiaohe carried the child in, the child started to cry loudly. Hearing that cry, Liu Da finally had some reaction, but he only looked at the child, then continued to look at Xia Yu.

Xia Yu was already dead and her appearance had changed a little. She definitely could not just let go like this. Duan Xiaohe made up her mind. She was about to pinch the little child's butt with all her might, but when her hand made contact with the little child's body, her heart softened.

The little guy was very understanding, crying nonstop. Duan Xiaohe originally thought that the Liu San would have the same reaction as before after the child's crying.

She hardened her heart and placed the little child down on the ground as she swaddled him. Then, she walked over to pull Liu Da up. She tried hard to drink some milk, but Liu Da did not move an inch.

”Can you be a man! The dead cannot be revived, so how can Xia Yu come back like this? She gave you her life for a son, and now you don't even look at her. Today is the day of Xia Yu's funeral, can't you let her leave peacefully? ”

The child sleeping on the ground cried until his throat was hoarse. He could not bear to listen. Duan Xiaohe waited for a moment, but he did not move an inch. Just as she was about to carry the child, Liu Da moved.

He stood up and walked over to the child's side. Seeing that the child was crying, he did not even try to hug him. Instead, he just stood there foolishly. When the Haitang's mother heard the baby crying, she came in to take a look. Seeing that the child was thrown on the ground, she said ”true sin” and carried the child out.

Duan Xiaohe then pulled Liu Da out of the hall and quickly closed the lid on the coffin. Liu Da tensed up his body and ran towards the coffin. Duan Xiaohe held onto him tightly and choked with sobs: ”Let her go with a peace of mind.”

On the day of Xia Yu's funeral, more than half the people from the Liu Village had come. The Duan Clan's parents had also rushed over, and the Xia Clan's, Qian Qiaoqiao's, and even the people from the Fancy Dress had arrived.

Arriving in front of Xia Yu's grave, Liu Da personally watched as Xia Yu was buried. When he was being buried, Liu Da rushed into the hole like a madman, and gently and carefully removed the mud on the coffin lid, crying like a child.

Everyone in the village was moved. They sighed for a while and said that they thought Liu Da was lucky to have married such a good wife. He didn't expect that good fortune would make a fool of him. He had killed his own mother and his wife.

Haitang's mother started an argument with the few people on the spot, and in the end, it was Liu Jinfu who came out and suppressed the arguments.

Some of the people who came to deliver the funeral had already gone back, and Duan Xiaohe had also called for Liu Da to go back. Liu Da did not make a sound as he knelt in front of the grave while hugging Xia Yu's rank. Qin Rui sighed, and said that he would stay there for a while. Then, he let Duan Xiaohe go back to look after the child first, while he stayed behind to accompany Liu Da.

The little child seemed to know something and kept on crying. Duan Xiaoyue stayed at home to look after the child.

”Sis, is he hungry? You guys have been crying ever since you left.”

Duan Xiaohe could not bear to see the child. She let the little girl coax him as he went to the kitchen to heat up the child's milk.

On the first day of Xia Yu's departure, Duan Xiaohe had only brought a cow and goat for her to eat, all for the sake of sweetening water.

For this matter, the Widow Li complained a little that she did not eat anything when she gave birth to her child. She was so hungry that she could only drink water.

Liu Er had scolded her at that time, saying how come you weren't dead when she was still in Little Ruixue? If you're going to die, he's going to beg for a ewe.

With these words, the two of them continued fighting until the day of the funeral.

At this time, Little Ruixue was almost full years old, and would babble and point whenever she saw something she liked. When Duan Xiaohe came out with the warm goat's milk, she pointed at the bowl and called out. Widow Li turned around while hugging her, her face was extremely long.

Duan Xiaohe took the child from the little girl and blew on her milk with a spoon.

”There's still some left in the kitchen. You can feed Rachel, but it's her first time. Don't feed her too much, and be careful of your stomach.”

The Widow Li did not seem to care, as she carried the Little Ruixue into the kitchen. She saw that there was a bowl of warm liquid on the stove. She raised it to blow on it and took a sip first. The entrance had a strange smell to it, causing Widow Li to reveal a ghastly expression.

Little Ruixue thought that it was fun and even giggled while holding onto her ear.

Duan Xiaohe heard the laughter outside and looked at the little kid in her arms with a mouth full of goat's milk.

All of the people in the village who had decent relations with Duan Xiaohe stayed behind for a while before returning. After everyone had left, Xia Quanan went to find Duan Xiaohe, implying that she wanted to raise the child by her side.

was going to ask Liu Da about this, but when he looked around, he couldn't see any trace of Liu Da. Only then did he remember that Liu Da was still in front of the Rain Graveyard and had not come back yet. Since he had no other choice, he tossed the question to Duan Xiaohe.