Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 242 Cry if you want

It was the first time Lin Xi had watched a loved one die right before her eyes, and she couldn't accept it for a moment.

I watched numbly, my heart burning with a raging fire.

All the tubes were removed from the old man's body. Uncle Deng, with red eyes, tidied his hair and clothes.

Lin Xi belatedly realized what was happening and rushed over to tell him not to pull out the tube.

Duan Yiheng grabbed Lin Xi and said, "Calm down."

Lin Xi, her hair disheveled, burst into tears, burying her face in Duan Yiheng's chest and trembling uncontrollably.

The old man had already made arrangements for his affairs after his death. Uncle Deng turned to Duan Yiheng and said, "The old man instructed that the first thing he should do after he passes away is to confirm the administrator of his estate."

Duan Yiheng nodded: "This afternoon, we will send notification letters to our partners, clients, and friends of the late Mr. Lu Xun."

The notification letter should specify the scale, manner, and timing of the old man's funeral.

The old man had confirmed these things with Uncle Deng before his death, and Uncle Deng arranged all the details.

"The date for issuing the obituary is yet to be determined," Duan Yiheng added. "Let's wait until Duan Zheng returns."

Uncle Deng said, "The old gentleman said before he passed away that the funeral should be kept simple."

Duan Yiheng said, "For a family like ours, we can't really go that far in terms of simplicity. Let's just follow the procedures."

Duan Zheng didn't get back until 4 p.m. and went straight to the funeral home.

Living and dying are completely different states. At that moment, Duan Zheng's mind was filled with images of how his grandfather had treated him since he was a child.

His mother and eldest brother passed away early, and the old man didn't cause any trouble for him by having any messy siblings.

His friends in City B all envied him, but everything changed after Duan Yiheng was born.

The old man may have seen his mediocrity and began to cultivate Duan Yiheng.

Although it was his son, he always felt like he had been slapped hard in the face by his own son.

Some people laughed at him, while others envied him.

But all those past events vanished in the face of death.

"dad--"

A sigh of regret flew in with the tears, but it was all too late.

Lin Xi raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but it seemed like she couldn't wipe them all away.

Duan Yiheng wanted to comfort her, but she pushed him away, saying, "I'm fine, you go ahead and do your work."

With his grandfather gone, Duan Yiheng, as the next person in charge, still has a lot to do.

In addition to handling funeral arrangements, there is also the responsibility of stabilizing the group.

The ancestral hall has been set up, and they will be needed to receive relatives and friends who come to pay their respects.

The news of the old man's death was also published in the local newspaper, and many media outlets reported on it.

Upon seeing the news, Chen Jingyi raised an eyebrow in surprise and asked Ke Yu beside her, "You didn't do this, did you?"

Ke Yu chuckled: "What are you thinking?"

Chen Jingyi shrugged; she was just joking.

“I have connections in Jinglin,” Ke Yu explained. “Duan Zheng also mentioned his father’s health condition. His body has undergone multiple surgeries. How much longer can it hold on?”

Moreover, she had already sensed at the previous board meeting that the old man was nearing his end.

Chen Jingyi: "I understand now. No wonder you said you had to wait. The opportunity has finally arrived!"

Ke Yu: "Have the people you arranged arrived?"

Chen Jingyi nodded: "Don't expect to hide in the background and get Duan Yiheng to hand over money just by talking. You wish!"

Ke Yu glanced at her: "Actually, that man called Brother Shan is devoted to you. You don't need to show your face and block your own way out."

"What other options do I have?" Chen Jingyi smiled sarcastically. "You're the one who ordered the kidnapping. If you don't show up, how are you going to ask Duan Yiheng for money? I don't want money. I just don't want Lin Xi to have an easy time."

Ke Yu's smile faded: "Aren't you going to do what we agreed on beforehand?"

"So what?" Chen Jingyi laughed maliciously. "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. You think I want your pittance? You're trying to pin all the blame on me, aren't you?"

Ke Yu's eyes darted away. That was indeed what she thought, but she didn't expect Chen Jingyi to be so crazy.

They're fucking greedy, willing to risk their lives for money.

“We’re partners,” Ke Yu reassured her. “If something goes wrong, no one can escape responsibility. You’re thinking too badly of me.”

Chen Jingyi sneered: "That would be best."

Ke Yu has left herself more than one way out. If Chen Jingyi wants to drag her into it, then let's see who comes out on top.

In the evening, immediate family members are required to keep vigil over your mother.

After finishing his work, Uncle Deng arranged for Duan Yiheng and the others to have dinner.

Lin Xi shook her head: "I don't want to eat, you guys go ahead."

Duan Yiheng helped her up: "If you don't want to eat, go outside for some fresh air."

Duan Mingxuan turned to look at Lin Xi, clearly sharing the same thought.

Duan Zheng suddenly spoke up: "Everyone, go out. I'll stay here with you for a while."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xi had no choice but to get up, but after kneeling for so long, his legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand.

Duan Yiheng and Duan Mingxuan each supported one of her arms.

Lin Xi paused for a moment, then released them and said, "Let's go out first."

There are many restaurants near the funeral home, but clearly, none of the three of them had much of an appetite.

Lin Xi found a corner and sat down on the steps.

Duan Yiheng and Duan Mingxuan stood on the left and right respectively.

Lin Xi looked left and then right, and suddenly felt like laughing.

From childhood to adulthood, there had never been such a scene; Duan Mingxuan had never had a proper relationship with Duan Yiheng.

When a person experiences the loss of a life, they may suddenly understand many things.

Lin Xi began to believe it.

The sun had set, and the three of them sat there in silence.

After some time, Lin Xi turned and patted Duan Mingxuan: "Do you remember when you were ten years old, you hid behind the car to surprise your grandfather, but ended up getting whipped and beaten?"

Duan Mingxuan suddenly burst out laughing: "I almost got run over by a car wheel."

Lin Xi turned to Duan Yiheng and asked, "You were only 15 years old back then, what were you doing all day?"

Duan Yiheng said, "Study."

Duan Mingxuan actually nodded: "You shouldn't have asked that question. Grandpa was the strictest with him when he was a child."

"What do you know?" Lin Xi spoke up for Duan Yiheng. "Grandpa values ​​him, otherwise why wouldn't he be strict with you?"

Duan Mingxuan: "...Do you really need to be poking my heart out right now?"

Lin Xi: "You also said that Grandpa favored your older brother. Actually, he wasn't biased. When you were little, you caused a lot of trouble, and Grandpa always cleaned it up for you."

"Yes," Duan Mingxuan sighed, looking into the distance. "I wonder what the world is like after people die, and where Grandpa will go?"

Lin Xi looked down at the ground, hoping that her grandfather could see her parents.

Noticing Lin Xi's suppressed sadness, Duan Yiheng patted her back: "If you want to cry, just cry. There's no need to hold it in now."

Lin Xi pouted and started crying, burying her face in Duan Yiheng's lap.

Duan Mingxuan was about to raise his hand, but then dejectedly withdrew it.

The steps were so long that it felt cramped for three people to sit on them.

Duan Mingxuan got up and left the funeral home.

Lin Xi cried uncontrollably.

From dusk till night, Duan Yiheng sat with her for a full two hours.