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Chapter 211 Death

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    Dong Fang and Jun Tao made some plans, and went upstairs to watch the night in her father's room, so that if something bad or bad happened, they could take care of each other.

    Thinking that Xiaoxiao would have to go to work early in the morning, Dong Fang urged her to go to the next room to rest first.  She and Jun Tao were sitting in her father's room, staring at the sleeping father on the bed.  Both siblings were preoccupied, and neither of them took the initiative to say anything.

    In a daze, Dong Fang had a dream.  In the dream, she was still the same as when she was a child, she was leaning against her mother, looking at Jun Tao in her arms.  And the father was behind them, looking at them with a gentle smile.

    Dong Fang subconsciously stretched out her hand, trying to hold her father's hand.  But every time he saw that he was about to touch it, his father's hand suddenly disappeared.

    "Dad! Dad!" Dong Fang shouted anxiously in her dream, and when she opened her eyes in shock, her forehead was already covered with bead-sized beads of sweat.

    "Sister Dad, he seems to be completely quiet" At this time, Jun Tao lay beside Dong Weicheng's bed, looking at Dong Fang with tears on his face, and said nana.

    Dong Fang's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed forward.  She tightly grasped her father's hand, shook it and said, "Dad, open your eyes and look at me. It's me, Ah Fang."

    Jun Tao lay limp on the side of the bed, sniffing his father's breath while crying: "It's gone, people are gone"

    "No! I don't believe it! How could Dad leave without saying a word? Can he really rest assured that he left us two siblings? Dad! Get up! Get up!" Dong Fang couldn't help sobbing,  The whole person buried his face in his father's palm, and he was so sad that he couldn't help himself.

    The crying was loud, and Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping in the next room, was attracted over at once.  Although father-in-law Dong Weicheng has been ill for a long time, it is only a matter of time before he dies due to illness.  But seeing Dong Fang and Jun Tao crying sadly, Xiaoxiao thought of her father-in-law's kindness to her on weekdays, and inevitably cried along with her.

    The three of them cried bitterly for a while, but Dong Fang still held her spirits up and said in a husky voice, "It's time for us to prepare for Dad's funeral. We can't tell him to leave even if he doesn't feel at ease."

    Early the next morning, Juntao and Xiaoxiao sorted out the list of relatives and friends at home. Those in the county, in the countryside, and out of town, as long as they could think of it, they called and notified them one by one.  Some people who didn¡¯t have a landline at home tried to ask someone from the same village to send a message.

    Dong Fang's eyes were red and swollen, she rushed to the old street and called someone to help build a funeral shed and mourning hall in the courtyard.  Originally, according to the rules, another hair-shaving master should be found to repair his father's remains.

    After much deliberation, Dong Fang cut her father's hair, shaved his beard, and cleansed his face. After that, he wiped his body and put on a brand new shroud for his father.  Xiaoxiao was busy putting on the linen mourning clothes for Juntao, and the whole family was covered with white silk and white cloth, looking very solemn.

    In the mourning hall, the portrait of Dong Weicheng was placed in the center, and the candles were swaying in the wind.  Dong Fang looked at her father's face, felt sad for a while, and then covered her face and sobbed again.

    Seeing this, Jun Tao stepped forward and patted Dong Fang on the shoulder: "Sister From now on, there are really only two of us left"

    When the voice fell to the ground, the siblings cried again, which caused Xiaoxiao and Aixiao to cry aside.

    Ling Weihua was still on a business trip in Shencheng, but when he heard that Dong Fang's father had passed away, he hurried back to Jin County from Shencheng.  He sent elegiac couplets and wreaths in person. When Dong Fang saw him, her eyes were red, but she couldn't say anything.

    Ling Weihua didn't care about anything, just asked Juntao to ask for filial piety.  When they could change, they would accompany Dong Fang to watch the coffin by the side, and sometimes helped greet the guests who came to express their condolences, just like the Dong family.

    Unexpectedly, Dong Fang did not reject Ling Weihua's kindness this time, or she really didn't have the strength to care about anything else.  The pain of losing a father is as painful as a mountain of swords and a sea of ??fire.

    She still can't believe that her father has really gone!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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