Chapter 154 (1/2)
Jing Bo Yuan hugs her tightly and uses his broad and warm embrace to comfort her.
Wen Ze Yan watches both of them. He thinks about what the neighbors said about Ye Qing Xin. They said that Jing Bo Yuan arranges the funeral of Zhou Qiao Qiao as her son-in-law. He even helped her to change into a funeral suit. He also replaces Ye Qing Xin to take care of the funeral hall for three days. He hasn’t even slept……
A rich and powerful man that can do this for a woman, it seems that he is committed.
Wen Ze Yan clutches his fist and leaves.
He used to think to protect her forever. He feels unable to accept that she will be protected by another man, but he is helpless and choice-less too.
The moment he mentioned breaking up and the time he turned his body to marry another girl. He has lost his right and chance.
The crematory ends at 11 a.m.
At T city, there’s a carrying a coffin to the cemetery ritual. The one that carrying the cinerary casket should be the filial son and the one that carries the portrait of the deceased should be the grandson.
Ye Qing Guo is arranged to hold Zhou Qiao Qiao’s cinerary casket and walks at the front. Zhou Qiao Qiao has no grandson so a distantly related grandnephew is arranged to follow behind Ye Qing Guo.
Ye Qing Xin walks at the very back. It’s quite a long row.
The cemetery is quite far.
They need to walk ten minutes. Ye Qing Guo is careless and stumbles. The cinerary casket rolls over.
Everyone is panic.
Ye Qing Guo sprains his leg and cries.
Song Fu ignores him and picks up the cinerary casket. Someone calls over: “Call after another nephew to help.”
If a son cannot do it, then let’s just ask the nephew.
But Zhou Qiao Qiao’s nephew is too young. Song Fu shakes his head and asks: “Isn’t there any that is older?”
Ye Qing Xin feels sad, her mother is dead, why can’t everything go smoothly?”
She comes forward: “Song Shu Shu, let me do it.”
Song Fu looks at her belly: “There’s still long way to go. I’m afraid your body cannot do it.”
Song Fu is worried. It’s almost passed the time. “This morning I see Zhou Shan, where is he? Does anyone have his phone number, call him.”
Someone says: “Zhou Shan’s son is sick so he goes to the hospital. I’m afraid he cannot come here.”
Zhou Fu looks at the crying Ye Qing Guo: “Then what should we do…”
Then he looks at Ye Qing Xin again: “are you sure you can do it?”
Ye Qing Xin nods and wants to take the cinerary casket: “I’m okay.”
It’s just another pair of hands takes it from her.
Jing Bo Yuan has changed his clothes today. He says: “Let me hold it.”
Song Fu hesitates: “It seems to be improper.”
Then someone speaks up: “As they say, a son-in-law is half-son. Mr Jing is her son-in-law so he is also her half-son. It’s not really improper. Let’s go. It’s not early anymore.”
All of them start to walk again.
Ye Qing Xin watches Jing Bo Yuan’s back and feels very thankful for him.
They arrive at the cemetery. The paper money is burnt. Ye Qing Xin kneels down to give respect for her mother. Ye Qing Guo also kneels down. He is a bit stupefied. He asks Ye Qing Xin: “Jie Jie, Song Shu Shu said that in the future, mama will live here and will not go home again, why? It’s too small here. How can she sleep here? Who will cook pork braised in brown sauce for Xiao Guo?”
Ye Qing Xin smiles, her tears fall down. “Xiao Guo be good, in the future follow Jie Jie together okay? Jie Jie will cook you pork braised in brown sauce and also buy you chocolate.”
Ye Qing Guo’s eyes turn bright. But he is a bit hesitant: “Then Mama will not be with us again?”
Ye Qing Xin strokes his head and smiles. “Mama will be with us at every moment and time.”
Ye Qing Guo is confused. It’s clear it’s been days since he met Mama. It’s clear that Song Shu Shu said that Mama will stay here and not go home again. How can Mama accompany him every time?
He still wants to ask more.
“Xin Xin.” Dou Weir calls after her.
Ye Qing Xin turns her head and notices Dou Weir and Jing Suo Suo. They look like they have endured the hardship of long journey. She is shocked: “Why are you here?”
Dou Weir’s eyes are red: “Why didn’t you tell me about this? If I didn’t meet Suo Suo and heard about it, I didn’t know that A Yi is passed away.”
The second day Zhou Qiao Qiao was at Jing City, Jing Bo Yuan let Zhou Qiao Qiao and Ye Qing Xin move to Nan Shan mansion so Dou Weir didn’t know that Ye Qing Xin has left Jing City for days.
JIng Suo Suo places a bouquet of white chrysanthemum. Dou Weir also did it.
Ye Qing Xin is thankful: “Thank you for coming. My Ma will be happy for this.”
Then they hold a feast at her house. It is held until one o’clock. Around two o’clock there’re only few guests left.
Jing Suo Suo and Dou Weir come over by plane together. The time they want to leave, they get on Ji Yi’s car.
Jing Fen Fen is in T city too but she never shows her face. Ye Qing Xin doesn’t care about it.
The hall is full of table and also the mess. Ye Qing Xin is standing outside and she feels so sad.
Song Fu and Jing Bo Yuan are calculating the bills. They calculate for the cash gift and also the expenses. Unexpectedly they have a surplus of five hundred thousand.
Song Fu cannot help but to sigh: “I’ve been living for so many years. It’s the first time I see a lot of money. Either for joyous occasion or funeral arrangements. Usually they only get limited cash gift. Mr Jing is really special.”
Jing Bo Yuan is silent, he uses to this kind of compliment.
Ye Qing Xin helps to tidy up the table. She raises her head and looks at Jing Bo Yuan. He is sitting on a stool and smoking. He looks like the male host of this occasion.
At this moment, she suddenly feels that she has assurance.
She loses her mother, but she still has this man.
This man in the future will be her root.
Song Jiu comes closer to Ye Qing Xin and says: “Your Big boss is really good to you. He helped you a lot. He really thinks he is Zhou Yi’s son? Do you know another man like him? Introduce one for me?”
Ye Qing Xin: “…..”
“Everyone saids that birds of a feather flock together, Xin Xin, beside Big Boss JIng, there’s should be a lot of precious manly man right?”
Looking at Ye Qing Xin’s quietness, Song Jiu says: “I also want to go to Jing City. I want to hook up a wealthy and influential man and go back here. Just like you. Those neighbors are jealous of you….”
Song Jiu remembers a funny thing: “did you see Du Da Ye (Uncle Du) before? He brought his eighteen or nineteen years old niece over and he purposely took her to Big Boss’s face. It’s too hilarious. He didn’t even consider her niece’s personality, how can she be compared to you.”
Ye Qing Xin: “……..”
She turns her head to look at Jing Bo Yuan. He is talking with Song Fu. He looks at the account book. He looks like a boss that is looking for mistakes.
At four o’clock, the house is finally tidied. Song Jiu, her family, relatives and friends are leaving one by one. The house turns empty.
Ye Qing Guo is sitting on a stool and daydreaming.
Ye Qing Xin goes beside Jing Bo Yuan and stis down.
Jing Bo Yuan throws his cigarette away.
Ye Qing Xin notices there’re several cigarette butts under his foot. These days he smokes a lot. He should be smoking to not fall asleep.
She feels sorry for him.
“Bo Yuan, go and sleep for a while. I’ll call you for dinner.”
Jing Bo Yuan clutches her hand and smiles: “I’m okay.”
Ye Qing Xin doesn’t listen to him. She pulls him up to stand up. She takes her to her bedroom. She presses him down on the bed: “Go sleep for a while.”
She lifts the blanket and covers himself.
Jing Bo Yuan gazes at her serious little face and smiles: “It’s been days since I’d showered. I should be smelly. You don’t dislike me?”
Ye Qing Xin glares at him: “If I dislike you, then what’s your plan?”
She then pats his hand and says the way she discuss with a kid: “Hurry up sleep. I’ll wake you for dinner.”
Jing Bo Yuan couldn’t help but to smile. It’s been thirty years of life for him, it’s his first time to be persuaded that way.
He closes her eyes and sleeps.
He sleeps so soundly. Perhaps he is really tired.
Ye Qing Xin prepares the dinner later than usual. She finishes cooking at eight o’clock at night.
She places the dishes on the table and tells Ye Qing Guo to not eat first. Then she goes to the bedroom to wake Jing Bo Yuan.
The time she places her hand on his shoulder, Jing Bo Yuan wakes up directly.
“What time is it?”
“Eight.” Ye Qing Xin pulls him up.
“Are you okay?” Ye Qing Xin asks.
Jing Bo Yuan strokes her head: “em.”
They both comes to the dining room. They notice that Ye Qing Guo is stuffing in something inside his mouth. He is surprised to hear the door is opened. He closes his mouth and turns his head to look at the wall. He acts like nothing happens. But his cheek betrays him. His cheeks looks like a squirrel chin.