Chapter 336 Between Visiting and Farewell

Is it difficult to move your neck? Did you press yourself like this?

Lao Qian frowned, unable to bear the smell, and took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.

After waiting for a long time, he heard Xiao Zhang and Liu Hua seem to have an argument outside the door. The nanny muttered, "My contract didn't say that I have to continue to help after the old man died. I take care of the living Old Wu, not the dead Old Wu."

Lao Qian shook his head. These days, nannies and confinement nannies are princesses and queens. They are really unreliable.

After Xiao Zhang set up the table, he walked back to the bedroom and saw Lao Qian leaning against the wardrobe and looking at the bed without doing anything.

"What are you doing, boss? Hurry up and leave."

Lao Qian took out another pair of gloves from his pocket and handed them to Xiao Zhang, "Come on, I'll give you more money. This is too hard to do."

Xiao Zhang half believed and half doubted, and lifted the quilt to see.

The smell of corruption, sourness and strange medicine rushed out.

Xiao Zhang quickly put down the quilt and retreated to Lao Qian's side, "Boss, let's let the people from the funeral home handle it, let's not bother."

"I can't do it, this is... How can there be such a rich man in this day and age."

After Wu Fang came back, Lao Qian didn't say much. Seeing that his son didn't mention changing clothes or anything like that, he thought it was better to have less trouble than more.

"The old man left in a hurry." Lao Qian sighed while receiving the mobile phone transfer.

He was used to this kind of emotion, and it was almost natural to express it in such occasions, with just the right amount of sadness and understanding.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fang was free and easy, and comforted Lao Qian instead, "The old man can't do anything in bed, and it's not a bad thing to have such a short hard time. Let him leave in glory."

Lao Qian felt uncomfortable listening to this. How old is Old Wu, less than 70 years old, and a few months ago, I didn't hear that he was paralyzed in bed and couldn't take care of himself.

Old Qian didn't ask much. He had been in this line for a long time, and he was used to all kinds of things and people.

"Have you done everything for the death certificate? Remember to cancel your household registration. You still have some things to do next."

Old Qian explained as usual and was ready to leave at any time.

"Everything is done. It's very convenient. Now we just have to wait for the funeral home, right? I wonder when the funeral can be held?"

"I'll go and see when the time comes. It's a little better when it's cold now, but can you stand the smell?"

"It's okay. I'll ask the nanny to close the door."

I've seen unfilial people, but I've never seen such an unfilial person at this time.

Old Qian shook his head in his heart. Another son who was raised in vain.

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After Sun Xiangyun finished lunch and hadn't left the table yet, his wife Amin suggested that they go to see Old Wu together in the afternoon. She hadn't seen Old Wu for a long time, and the couple should go to visit him together.

Sun Xiangyun originally wanted to say that he had just been there on Saturday, and it might be too diligent to go again on Monday, but he thought that the photos he helped Sun Xiangyun organize last time were all ready, so he might as well send them today since he forgot to bring them on Saturday.

The memory card of the Canon camera in his room should be full. On Saturday, he checked and there was less than 6G left. He will change it today and put a new one on it, so he can play for a week.

So after lunch, Sun Xiangyun changed into a blue jacket, and Amin wore a dark blue coat. The two of them walked hand in hand like they did when they were young, walking towards Old Wu's house.

"After seeing Old Wu, we'll go to the park to sit. The sun is good today, and I can paint for a while. After talking with the doctor, I don't know why, my mood has become particularly good. A good doctor is really more useful than a good medicine."

Hearing what Sun Xiangyun said, Amin also became happy. The two of them walked on the leaves and chatted as they came to Donghaiyuan.

As soon as they entered the community, they saw a funeral home car driving in.

Sun Xiangyun realized something was wrong and grabbed his wife's hand.

Amin comforted her, "What are you thinking about? Don't be so nervous. Think about what Dr. Chun said. You are afraid of death. People should not be afraid of death. People should be afraid of not having lived."

Hearing Amin's casual words, Sun Xiangyun exclaimed, "Madam is really a person with a lot of poetry and books. This view really makes me suddenly enlightened."

Amin stepped on Sun Xiangyun, "I told you not to talk nonsense. There is no such thing as a person with a lot of poetry and books. It's just that life is so easy. Why are you afraid of this and that? You can't be afraid of it. Things that are supposed to come will always come. You really scared me in the morning. Can any of us not die? Fortunately, you became normal after returning from the hospital. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do. I don't want to live with a nervous old man who doubts that there is something wrong with him all day long."

Sun Xiangyun smiled and hugged his wife tightly.

The elevator had been repaired, but when it reached the 21st floor, a foul smell came with the elevator door opening.

"What's going on?"

The two subconsciously covered their mouths.

When Sun Xiangyun saw that the door of Old Wu's house was wide open and there was a wreath at the door, his heart suddenly didn't know how to beat.

"Old Wu is in trouble."

Sun Xiangyun said.

In this situation, Sun Xiangyun didn't need to say anything, Amin knew what happened at a glance.

Wu Fang saw Sun Xiangyun and Amin and called them uncle and aunt.

Sun Xiangyun rushed into the room to see Old Wu, but was stopped by the nanny Liu Hua.

"They are pretending, don't go in, it's a mess and smells bad."

Liu Hua stood aside, with his hands in his cotton-padded jacket pockets, leaning against the door.

"Yeah, Uncle Sun, don't go in, it's not a good look for Dad to die."

Wu Fang thought he was kind enough to say that, but who knew that Sun Xiangyun, a gentle artist on weekdays, would angrily say that Wu Fang was making a fuss.

"What are you talking about? We have been classmates for so many years, and I am here today. Why are you so anxious to pretend? Shouldn't Amin and I go in and take a look at him? Don't you even understand this little bit of etiquette?

Wu Fang, Wu Fang, you are really!"

Seeing that Sun Xiangyun was out of breath, Amin was worried that her husband was really going to faint, so she quickly winked at Wu Fang, who shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless.

Sun Xiangyun walked into the room, Amin pulled her husband's arm, the master was moving Old Wu, his clothes were still neat, but Sun Xiangyun's mind was full of one word, dirty, how could it be so dirty.

Amin couldn't stand the smell and pulled Sun Xiangyun out, but Sun Xiangyun asked Amin to go out first because he still had something to say to Old Wu.

"Stop talking, what are you talking about? The person is gone."

Nanny Liu Hua muttered outside, and the masters had to persuade her, "Forget it, when the body is handled, we can see each other again on the day of the funeral."