On our wedding night, my husband changed!

"What's the fuss about?" Jiang Liu rarely blamed him in such a tone.

This time, I was really a little angry.

Even though she was like this, she still reluctantly wanted to go out. Wasn't this embarrassing herself?

Hua Sheng raised his head and saw that the person holding him was Jiang Liu.

"I'm going to burn incense for grandma."

"Okay, I'll carry you."

Before Hua Sheng could say anything, Jiang Liu picked her up as a princess and walked out.

It was the first time Hua Sheng had seen that domineering look.

I always thought he was always smiling and easy to talk to.

Who knew he also had such a domineering and tough side.

Jiang Liu carried Hua Sheng all the way to the memorial shed in the main courtyard.

From a distance, he saw the old lady's photo hanging in the middle. Hua Sheng felt a sore nose after looking at it.

"Don't cry, save some strength, and send grandma on her last journey."

Jiang Liu lowered his head and ordered, but Hua Sheng was really obedient and held back his tears.

All the Hua family members were here, including Hua Feng and Hua Qing's husband's family. Hua Zhi was supported by an assistant, and her ribs were not healed yet.

Hua Lin knelt down alone and burned paper silently.

Many members of the Hua family also came, and there were hundreds of people from top to bottom.

Jiang Liu carried Hua Sheng and put him down near the memorial shed, then supported her.

Hua Sheng was wearing a long white dress, with long black hair hanging loose, and a white cloth tied on her head.

His face looked very haggard... He was already thin, but he had lost three or four kilograms of meat due to such a torment.

The frail look makes people feel distressed just by looking at him.

Hua Sheng reluctantly dragged himself to kowtow in front of the old lady's soul.

I wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't say it, I just cried silently.

After he was done, Jiang Liu picked her up and went back to the room to continue resting.

Hua Sheng closed his eyes and refused to say a word.

Chuntao secretly called Jiang Liu aside.

"Uncle, there is no way to go on like this... Our lady has been without water all day and night... If this goes on, even good people can't stand it, right?"

"Well, let me think of a solution."

"Here is a bowl of millet porridge. It would be great if you could feed her."

"Let me try."

Jiang Liu knew that Hua Sheng must be feeling more uncomfortable than anyone else. After all, she was raised by the old lady.

That kind of feeling is ten times stronger than that of parents.

Now that the old lady is gone, Hua Sheng cannot afford to fall ill.

Who else will care?

The Hua family are very smart, and each only wants to protect themselves and take care of themselves.

Who can care about a girl who has not been favored since she was a child and has a weak sense of existence?

I'm afraid that at this moment, Chuntao Ginkgo and Jiang Liu, only the three of them really care about Hua Sheng's life and death.

Jiang Liu was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and black trousers underneath.

According to custom, he is an outsider, not a member of the Hua family.

So all it takes is a piece of white cloth tied to the sleeve.

He was holding a bowl of millet porridge and sitting on the chair next to Hua Sheng's bed.

"Asheng." He said.

"A Sheng, you haven't eaten or drank water all day and night. Your body won't be able to bear it if you continue like this."

Hua Sheng still didn't respond.

"People cannot be resurrected. Grandma is now eighty-four, which is a bit sad. I think it is a blessing to be able to live at the age of 84 without illness or disaster in one's life. Grandma is a kind person, so she can have this blessing. Report, I believe that after she left this world, she also went to another warm world instead of staying here and continuing to suffer from the disease, what do you think?"

Jiang Liu is not very good at coaxing women, so he doesn't know if this is okay?