Watching the grave was covered with a stone tablet and sealed the grave, Yun Jian's heart flashed a hint of desolation.
Sighing for Lu Lanhua's life.
Perhaps this is Lu Lanhua's life.
Protecting children and grandchildren throughout life, cherishing sons and daughters, thinking that one day his son or grandson will become rich, and can take himself out of Xinjiang Town to enjoy the blessing.
I have lived in Xinjiang Town since birth. I have pinned all these hopes on my son. I have never thought of myself as a woman. In this society of independent women, I must rely on my own hands to make a career!
This is Lu Lanhua's sad life.
She failed because she was young and had no opinion.
Woman, be strong!
Only if one regards dreams and expectations as adult goals, can one succeed!
If you do n’t even give yourself hope and dreams, what is the difference between your life and Lu Lanhua?
Or many people will feel this way.
One day when you hear the death of someone who has a bad relationship with you and even dreams of killing the other person, you will have a momentary nagging.
She's dead ...
Then there was silence, as if something was missing from my heart.
This is the elusive heart.
Yun Jian didn't feel that way. She didn't get along with Lu Lanhua very much. To her, Lu Lanhua was just like the people she had killed, not to mention.
After sending Lu Lanhua up the mountain and entering the soil, the group returned to Lu Lanhua's house.
Grandpa Yun Zhong, like Yun Gang, has been hiding at home and can't believe this fact.
After all, people who have been with each other for most of their lives, leave when they say that it will inevitably make people unbearable.
Yun Jian also saw Grandpa Yun since he sent Lu Lanhua up the mountain.
Unlike Yun Yun's original spirit, Yun Grand at that time seemed to be much older.
After sending Lu Lanhua up the mountain and entering the ground, Yun Zhong and Yun Gang hid their respective faces in hiding in their rooms.
After all, Qin Yirou and Yun Gang have divorced, so it's hard to say anything.
But Qin Yirou was kind. She followed a group of old ladies who came to help with the Yun family to clean up the dinner table. Please come and have a meal with relatives and friends who saw Lu Lanhua off today.
The dinner was soon ready. Just before greeting people for dinner, a silver-grey supercar slammed into the corner from a distance and stopped near Lu Lanhua and Yun Zhongjia.
"Come here! My cousin is here!" A Chinese food came over for dinner. At night, a forty-year-old middle-aged man who did not leave stood up excitedly and walked towards the silver-gray supercar.
Everyone saw that a handsome man in his early thirties came down from this silver-gray supercar. This man looked very mature and steady, and the instrument and a large group of beer belly were present. He looked at the short and ugly man because of his fatness Young men are completely different.
"This car is like a girl's Ferrari and Yilan's Ke pineapple, is it a sports car?" An old woman rubbed her hands, pinched her lips, and asked out loud.
Ferrari is said to be Ferrari and Comello is said to be Pineapple.
The old lady in the countryside, she really has a great ability to translate languages.
"Oh! Grandma, what a Ferrari, Ke pineapple! It's Fa, La, Le! He Ke, Mai, Luo!" The old woman's grandson smiled, and nodded slowly to explain.
"Xing Xing Xing, Ferrari and Kolos are almost the same. I said that today is really stingy, this one, two and three, what are the sports cars coming? Couldn't that be the price of sports cars?
"My old lady hasn't seen so many high-end cars in my life! Long insight, today's long experience!"