Strong Marriage: Every Step Wins

Lu Zhenyu didn't say much, but there was a little disappointment in his eyes. He mentioned the medicine for his injury, turned around and left, Su Biyao didn't think much about it.

In the funeral home, Sheng Sensen was dressed up beautifully, his pale face was covered by rouge and gouache, and his vermilion lips were lightened, as if he looked like a living person.

She lay quietly in the crystal coffin, so serene, the years could not carve any trace from her face, she died at the most beautiful age, for her, time had stopped and life had stopped.

Shen Jiachen looked at the old couple of the Sheng family standing beside him who were crying silently, and said with a little guilt: "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of her. The memorial service can start today. After three days, Sensen will be burned to ashes. Buried in the cemetery."

Mother Sheng's eyes were filled with grief, and tears welled up in her eyes. Perhaps she didn't want her daughter in the sky to worry, so she suppressed her tears forcefully.

But Sheng's father was full of anger, and said with a cold snort: "Don't you cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful. How long has my daughter been married to you? She died. If there is no ghost among them, who would believe it?"

Shen Jiachen looked sad, sighed helplessly and said: "Father-in-law, I know that Sensen passed away, you are very sad, and I am also very sad, but people will not come back after death, in front of Sensen's spirit, I can Ask yourself, these days I treat her well, three meals a day, delicious food and drink, I really did not expect that she would leave during childbirth."

Hearing this, Father Sheng snorted softly and said, "Now that Sensen is here, I won't quarrel with you, but this matter will never be let go."

After finishing speaking, the two walked away supporting each other, Shen Jiachen sighed upon seeing this
The mourning hall has been set up, with white sails hanging everywhere, it is solemn and solemn, and two elegiac couplets are hung in front of it, lamenting the passing of the beautiful woman.

Shen Jiachen notified many people of Sheng Sensen's death, and a memorial service was held at [-] pm.

In the afternoon, Shen Jiachen followed Su Biyao to the hospital. The child's eyes were half-opened, looking at the world curiously.

Su Biyao picked her up from the cradle, handed her to Shen Jiachen and said, "Hug your daughter, it's the first time you hug her today."

Hearing this, Shen Jiachen was at a loss and said, "I...how should I hug you?"

Su Biyao pursed her lips and smiled. Most men would be at a loss when encountering this situation for the first time, so she said patiently: "Hold the baby's back, neck, and head with your left hand, and hold her little baby with your right hand." Buttocks and waist, don't hold them vertically."

Shen Jiachen nodded, and had written down Su Biyao's words. He carefully picked up the pink and jade-carved little person, and said happily: "This... This is my daughter, she is still so small, so beautiful. soft."

It may be because Shen Jiachen was holding a baby for the first time, and he was inexperienced. The baby whimpered and cried. Seeing this, Su Biyao hurriedly carried the baby over and said, "Oh, he really is a careless man."

When Shen Jiachen heard the child crying, he became a little flustered, and after a long time, he said with some confusion: "I've followed your method, how could it be like this?"

Hearing this, Su Biyao thought for a while before smiling and said, "Maybe it's because I smelled your scent for the first time, and I'm not familiar with it, that's why I did this."

Shen Jiachen nodded clearly when he heard the words, and said, "So that's the case, then I want to get closer to her in the future."

Su Biyao nodded and said: "Sensen's memorial service will start soon, this child was born by her hard work, she must be taken there, let her pay homage to her mother."

Shen Jiachen frowned and said, "What does such a young child know?"

"What does it matter if you don't understand? The most important thing is filial piety, the filial piety that can make adults complete." Su Biyao said lightly.

"That's up to you." Shen Jiachen had no objection.

In the mourning hall, there were bursts of mournful cries, all the people were dressed in black or plain white, and Su Biyao was also dressed in black, holding a small child, standing in a corner of the mourning hall.

Shen Jiachen was right, the little child really didn't understand anything, even though there were mournful cries and weeping outside, she was still sleeping peacefully in her little swaddle.

After a while, Su Biyao felt a little unsteady, with one in her belly and another in her hand, her feet were sore, but Su Biyao didn't sit down to rest.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going, how many of them are really sad?You know a lot of people in this world, but how many people really care about you?
Those people covered their faces and shed tears, but how many of these tears were shed sincerely?

Su Biyao thought about it, how many people would shed tears for her if she died?

Will Lu Zhenyu?Su Biyao thought, and smiled self-deprecatingly. She always hoped that the other party would shed tears for her, but now, the two of them are at odds, even if she died, the other party might not necessarily feel sad for her, right?

Su Biyao was very surprised that she would have these thoughts at this time. Also, recently, she always had a strange feeling in her mind, which made her very uncomfortable.

Just as he was thinking, Shen Jiachen walked over with a bottle of water and said, "You've been standing here for an hour, are you tired? Drink some water and go to have a rest."

Su Biyao smiled, and was about to take the bottle of water when she saw Father Sheng's cold eyes glancing towards her.

She paused her hand, retracted it again, raised her head and said, "Jiachen, don't be so nice to me in the future, it's easy for others to misunderstand."

Shen Jiachen turned around and took a look, just in time to see Father Sheng looking over here, he silently took back the water, put it next to Su Biyao and said, "Remember to drink water."

After speaking, Shen Jiachen hurried away. There were many people coming and going, and many of them were Shen Jiachen's business partners. Some of them didn't even know Sheng Sensen.

Su Biyao vaguely remembered that every year on the university campus, Sheng Sensen was always dressed in fluttering white clothes, dressed like a fairy, with long straight black hair swaying in the wind, coming and going, fascinated the hearts of many people.

But she just fell in love with Shen Jiachen who didn't like her, and her heart sank. Unexpectedly, this sinking lasted for ten years.

For a whole ten years, Su Biyao couldn't imagine loving someone. After ten years of love, she couldn't wait and was unwilling to let go.

But now ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes, everything has turned into nothingness.

I don't know how long I stood there again?Father Sheng came over, looked at the child in Su Biyao's arms, and said with a sad face, "Is this my granddaughter?"

Hearing this, Su Biyao was a little surprised why Father Sheng's attitude changed so well?But he still nodded and said, "Yes, it's Sensen's child. Today is the memorial service, so it's filial piety to bring her child to pay homage to mother."

Hearing what Su Biyao said, Father Sheng gave her a complicated look and said, "I want this child to kowtow to her mother."

Su Biyao glanced at Father Sheng, shook her head and said, "The child is still too young to kowtow."

When Father Sheng heard the words, he also showed some embarrassment on his face, and said, "I know, but we are all very sad when Sensen is gone. We just want her to kowtow to her for the child born with all her efforts."

Hearing this, Su Biyao raised her eyebrows in puzzlement and said, "Why do you kowtow?"

Father Sheng said sadly: "We want you to hold the child, kneel in front of Sensen's spirit, and kowtow three times, it will be regarded as the child's kowtow."

Hearing what Father Sheng said, Su Biyao flatly refused: "Kneel to heaven and earth, kneel to parents, how can I kneel in front of my peers, I really can't agree to your request, not to mention, I have no relatives or reason with Sensen, Why should I do such a thing?"

Seeing Su Biyao's fierce attitude, Father Sheng's eyes were ruthless, but his face still looked like a father who just lost his daughter, full of grief.

"It's not really asking you to kowtow to her, it's just a substitute. It's also because there is no relative, no reason, and no difference in seniority, so I ask you to help with this matter."

Hearing this, Su Biyao refused, saying, "If you really want to kowtow, you can find a junior in the clan."

Father Sheng sighed and said, "My relatives are all in my hometown, and they couldn't catch up. Those who are here today are either my son-in-law's business partner, or her college classmate. I think you have such a close relationship with her. With so much emphasis on filial piety, I think I should be willing to do such a thing, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

Father Sheng looked at it several times, and there were faint tears in his cloudy eyes.

Seeing this, Su Biyao couldn't bear it, and was about to agree to the matter, but Shen Jiachen suddenly appeared, pulled Su Biyao over, and said to Father Sheng: "Sorry, I have something to do with her."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Su Biyao's willingness or not, she forcibly pulled Su Biyao away from here.

When the two of them left, they didn't even notice the raging anger in Father Sheng's eyes, which was like the karmic fire in the [-]th hell, trying to burn the two of them to death.

When there was no one there, Su Biyao said displeasedly: "What are you doing? Didn't you see that I was talking to my uncle?"

"I know what he told you." Shen Jiachen said angrily.

"Oops." Su Biyao was about to move her hands, but found that the hands holding the child were already sore and numb. After holding the baby for an hour, and standing for another hour, she only felt sore all over.

Thinking of her baby's unsteadiness in her stomach, Su Biyao was worried for a while, so don't rush to push the baby towards Shen Jiachen: "You hug the baby."

Shen Jiachen could also tell that Su Biyao was not feeling well, so she didn't dare to neglect her at all, and hurriedly carried the child over. The child opened his eyes and fell asleep again.

Su Biyao moved her hands and feet, and felt much better. Sitting on the stone bench outside, she narrowed her eyes and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."