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Chapter 514: Comprehensive

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    When Song Yunqing came, Yan Heping had already returned from the photo studio, and Yang Fan's photo was hanging in the living room, covered with black silk.  When she saw this picture, her legs went limp and she fell to the ground.

    Yan Xi went to help her, holding a white flower, and wanted to pin it to her chest, but she pushed her away, gave her a cold look, and pierced her body like an ice pick, wishing to stab her to death.  Looking at the portrait of her son in the living room, the black clothes all over the room, and the white flowers on the chests of relatives and friends, she trembled all over.

    "It's only been a while, but you've managed everything in order." There is a hint of sarcasm in the ligatures.

    She knew that she had always been considerate, but in her eyes at this time, Zhouquan was just indifferent. How could a woman be so considerate after her husband died?  The elegant white flowers and the black silk hanging on the posthumous photo only showed that she was not sad at all about her husband's death.  Husband and wife are in love for a day, and this daughter doesn't even have the slightest affection for her son.  Thinking of her son's heart and soul for her, and dying for her, she is not worth it for her son!

    She let go and grabbed Yan Xi's collar, with a ferocious face, gnashing her teeth: "Tell the truth, how did my son die? How did Yang Fan die?"

    Yan Xi said: "He committed suicide by swallowing sleeping pills."

    "You're talking nonsense!" She pushed Yan Xi to the ground, "I saw him two days ago and he was fine, talking and laughing with me, why did he suddenly lose his mind? It must be you, you killed me  Son! You have long disliked him as a burden, disliked him for dragging you down, don't you think he is not pleasing to your eyes? Now that you hear that Yi Jingchen and his wife are divorcing, you think your chance has come, Yang Fan will die  , it will delay you from living together, so if you kill him, you kill him!"

    Fists fell on Yan Xi's body like crazy raindrops. Yan Xi didn't defend himself, nor did he fight back.  But this kind of submissiveness will only make Song Yunqing feel that she has guilt in her heart, and she will beat her more recklessly: "You vicious woman, give me back my son! Give me back my son!"

    Yan Heping rushed over and pushed Song Yunqing away: "Mother-in-law, if you suspect the cause of Yang Fan's death, the police can investigate it, so what's the matter with wronging my daughter with empty teeth? Yang Fan died during the day, and Yan Xi was in the store all day today.  Here, the people in these stores can testify. I know you feel sad about losing your son, but you can't wrong people like this!"

    Qi Yueru also said: "Being a person must be based on conscience. At the beginning, the doctor issued a critical illness notice. It was my daughter who didn't give up! It was my daughter who searched for doctors and medicines everywhere, and it was my daughter who tried everything to save him! Except you  The mouth is distressed and distressed, have you taken any substantive actions? Now it¡¯s all right, and the upper and lower lips touch, and the crime is placed on my daughter. Okay, if you insist that your son was killed by my daughter,  Let's call the police now and let the police investigate. But let's talk about the ugly things first. If the police find out that this matter has nothing to do with our family Yanxi, we will not pay a penny for the funeral expenses. Not only that, you have to compensate us  Mental damage fee!"

    Yang Shuxiang whispered in Song Yunqing's ear: "There is a limit to your nonsense. No one knows that Fanfan has cancer. It's not that you don't know the pain of a cancer patient. He must not be able to bear the pain for a while.  I can't think about taking sleeping pills."

    Song Yunqing was speechless for a while, just looked at the photo of his son's death, beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Fanfan, you have seen it, you just left, your wife and her family started to bully me! If you didn't go far, wait a minute  Me, I'll come with you right now. On the way to Huangquan, our mother and son can be companions!"

    With that said, she got up and slammed into the wall.

    Among the relatives, there was a young one, with sharp eyes and quick hands, rushed to the wall and stopped her.

    "Okay, have you had enough trouble?" It was Yang Fan's grandma who spoke. She stood in front of Song Yunqing and frowned.  You can¡¯t wrong people with empty words like this. The most important thing right now is to arrange Fanfan¡¯s funeral and let him go in a good way.¡±

    The old lady looked at Yan Xi: "Have you found the drummer Chuida?"

    Yan Xi said: "Yang Fan said before his death that he didn't want drummers playing, he wanted to go quietly."

    "What are you talking about? How can you not call the drummer Chuida when he leaves, and just let him go away in a deserted place. When he gets there, those brats will think that he has no one at home and bully him." Grandma Yang Fan couldn't accept this new style.  funeral.  A room full of people sat together, all dressed in black, without suona, without crying, and not even burning a piece of paper money.

    What if you don't burn paper money?  When the grandson got there, he was penniless, and he couldn't do anything when he saw the kid.  As the saying goes, the king of Hades is easy to see, but the imp is hard to deal with.  In case of being stalked by some kid, don't you have to suffer?

      Thinking of his poor grandson, he couldn't help but burst into tears: "For the time being, I believe what you said, he committed suicide by swallowing sleeping pills. You said that he made us wear black clothes, and everyone listened to you and wore black clothes.  But this funeral can't just be done in such a desolate way, it's already pitiful enough for the child to pass away at such a young age, we can't let him go in such a miserable way."

    Yang Shuxiang persuaded from the side: "Mom, this is Xiaofan's wish during his lifetime, and Yan Xi is doing it according to his wish."

    "Shut up!" the old lady yelled at her daughter, "Fanfan is a pitiful child. He never lived a single day in his life. His wife is not good and his mother is not kind. Every day, he is splinted in the middle! But why is he  Don¡¯t you have any responsibility for living such a life?¡±

    Yang Shuxiang stopped talking. Since Guan Fang entered, her status in the Yang family has plummeted, and everything she said and did seemed to be wrong.

    The old lady turned her head and said to the relatives on her side: "If you know any drummers, please go and ask for it. There are also some paper money to buy. The child has just started on the road. Now he can still receive it if he burns it. This journey is unpredictable.  The little devil has to be dealt with, but we can't let him be wronged on the road."

    Yan Xi wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yan Heping.  Persuading: "Forget it, that's her grandson, she can do whatever she wants. Everyone is dead, and he doesn't know how to do it, so why bother yourself. You listen to this, and you put everything in it.  You have become the murderer of your own husband. If you oppose their opinions again, they can swallow you alive. If you are a husband and wife, you should send him away. This fate is completely over. As for this family, you can leave in the future  Stay as far as you can!"

    Qi Yueru also shook her head at her, signaling her not to confront the Yang family.

    So, the pergola downstairs was quickly set up, the drummer Chuidao was quickly found, and the paper money in the brazier was also burned.

    Yang Fan's wish for a solemn funeral did not come true.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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