Reborn with his cute dad to pick up trash at sea

"Ah Jing!"

When she arrived at the hospital in the evening, Li Yue saw Liu Jing's somewhat haggard face.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Liu Jing shook her head and leaned on Li Yue's shoulder. "Ayue, my mother-in-law was the best and most gentle mother-in-law. She never spoke loudly and never got angry. She was really the most gentle and kind person. But, but, now she is gone!"

Li Yue hugged her with a look of disbelief.

How can it be gone just like that?

There was crying in the ward.

Tong Zhiwen was lying on the edge of the bed. He was about 1.8 meters tall and curled up into a ball, huddled next to his mother.

Next to them were two men in military uniforms, about 40 years old, Tong Zhiwen’s two brothers, and their respective wives and children.

Tong Rong looked decadent and untidy, no longer as elegant as before.

He looked guilty, self-blaming and remorseful.

Li Yue felt as if he was about to die.

There are special people in charge of the follow-up matters.

Li Yue accompanied Liu Jing and helped her take care of the child.

It looked like a good person, but now only a handful of ashes is left.

Life is great but also impermanent.

Two people walked outside the mourning hall.

The old man of the Tong family and a woman who looked to be only in her forties, who was supporting old man Tong, stood in the middle of the mourning hall.

Mr. Tong's tall and straight figure bent at this moment.

"Qianrou, it is my Tong family that has let you down, and I feel guilty towards your father."

Song Qianrou is the child of Grandpa Tong’s comrade-in-arms. When he died, he entrusted Song Qianrou to Grandpa Tong. Tong Rong grew up with Song Qianrou, and the two have an extraordinary relationship.

Tong Zhiwen clenched his fists, making crackling sounds. He looked at the woman next to Grandpa Tong with his bloodshot eyes, full of hatred.

Then he saw his father, with white hair.

sneer.

"Grandpa, I don't want my mom to die in unrest, you should go back!"

Tong Zhiwen's elder brother, Tong Zhihui, grabbed his arm and said, "Zhiwen, how do you talk to grandpa like that?"

Tong Zhiwen gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, you are my real grandpa, please go back!"

Old Master Tong's back became even more bent. He looked at his grandson and the photo of Song Qianrou, still looking at them with a gentle smile.

Tears flowed down my face.

"Zhiwen, let me talk to your mother again."

He treated his daughter-in-law like his own daughter, but from then on no one cared about her anymore.

Tong Zhiwen roared, "I said, please go back!"

For a moment, the mourning hall was completely quiet.

Tong Rong seemed not to have heard anything and still stood there in a daze, looking at Song Qianrou's photo.

The woman said softly at this moment, "Zhiwen, your mother would not want to see you like this, please accept my condolences."

Tong Zhiwen couldn't bear it any longer. "How dare you mention my mother? You deserve it! Get out of here. Get out of my mother's sight."

With so many guests watching, Tong Zhihui thought it was no use for Tong Zhiwen to make such a fuss, "Zhiwen, what are you doing?"

Tong Zhiwen looked at his two brothers. He wanted to say something, but he could only point at the door.

"Get lost! I told her to get lost! Don't let her dirty my mother's place! She won't be at peace even if she dies!"

"Snapped!"

A slap hit Tong Zhiwen in the face.

Tong Rong didn't react until he slapped her.

He looked at his hands, then at Tong Zhiwen who was tilting his head.

"Zhiwen..."

Liu Jing stepped forward and stopped Tong Rong. "Dad, Zhiwen is very sad about Mom's death. You know he had the best relationship with Mom. He couldn't accept it for a while and talked back to Grandma. For Mom's sake, please forgive him once."

It turned out that the woman was Mr. Tong’s young wife Zhao An, and also Tong Jun’s mother!

Tong Rong wanted to say something, but Tong Zhiwen turned around, his eyes full of bloodshot and hatred.

"Today is the day my mother is freed. I don't want to get angry and bring up old scores. If you don't want the world to know about your ugly deeds, you can beat me up. Today is the only day you will have such an opportunity!"

He pulled Liu Jing behind him and put his face in front of Tong Rong.

"Come on, hit me. Hit me hard today. I promise not to fight back! You haven't hit me enough in the past thirty-four years. Today is the last time. Hit me in front of my mother. I'll give you one more chance to hit me enough. If you can hit me again tomorrow, I'll take your mother's last name!"

"No, I already have your last name!"

He sneered, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"There's nothing good about this last name. Don't worry, starting tomorrow, my last name will be Wang, Li and definitely not Tong!"

"Zhiwen!"

Tong Zhihui and Tong Zhiwu were equally sad because they were also beaten since childhood.

But his surname is not Tong. Is he preparing to leave home?

"Big Brother, Second Brother, it doesn't matter what you want to do. Anyway, I will not use the last name Tong anymore, because I think it's too dirty!"

He said to Tong Rong.

Tong Rong couldn't help but slap him again.

"Tong Rong!"

Old Master Tong shouted, pointing at Tong Rong, "You, you bully her son like this in front of Qianrou?"

Tong Rong looked at Tong Zhiwen and said, "What he said is too outrageous. If we don't teach him a lesson, it will be fine!"

Tong Zhiwen laughed, "It's outrageous, hahaha, it's outrageous, I'm so sick to death..."

"You rebellious son..."

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

Tong Zhihui's shouting brought Tong Rong back to his senses, and Old Man Tong fainted.

Fortunately, he originally came here by ambulance and was taken away by ambulance again.

The mourning hall fell silent for a moment.

But Tong Zhiwen had no expression on his face at this moment, and he lowered his head to burn paper.

Liu Jing looked at him worriedly and applied ice to his face.

"Zhiwen, I know you are sad. If you are sad, just cry. My son and I will always be with you."

Tong Zhiwen couldn't hold back any longer under Liu Jing's comfort and hugged Liu Jing, "Jingjing, I don't have a mother anymore, I don't have a mother anymore!"

Liu Jing also hugged him and said, "I know, I know, don't be sad, mom will always be in our hearts, we will never forget her."

"You don't know how much she has been wronged, Jingjing. My mother has suffered so much injustice. I am so sorry for her. I don't realize it until now."

"Jingjing, I want to kill them, but what I hate most is myself. I didn't know anything!"

Liu Jing didn't know what he was saying, but she still hugged him, "It's okay, it's okay, mom won't blame us."

Tong Zhihui looked at his crying brother and said sadly, "Zhiwen, mom loves you the most, please stop crying, or she will not be at peace."

He also lost his mother. He had been in the army for so many years and thought his mother was in good health and well-fed. He would be able to take care of her in the future. But who knew...

Tong Zhiwen hugged Liu Jing, thinking about the grievances that his three brothers had suffered since childhood, and the grievances that his mother had suffered.

He really wanted to kill himself!

Why didn’t I find out earlier!

why!

A funeral will not stop just because the living are reluctant to leave. Tong Zhiwen never lost his temper or shed tears again.

He handles everything silently without asking anyone else!

Even Tong Rong couldn't get involved. If anyone else took action, he would do it all over again.

Liu Jing was very worried about his condition.

Fortunately, by the end of the funeral, Tong Zhiwen did not have any more emotional outbursts.