NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3 Preparing funeral arrangements in advance
"Rumble, rumble, rumble" was deafening. The roar of the engine was extremely harsh in this city filled with tall buildings and brightly lit. It also attracted many vehicles on the road to lower their windows, and pedestrians on the road stopped to watch.
The lanes in big cities are extremely congested during commuting time. No matter how noble your status is, at this point you still have to sit in the car and wait.
Tang Junyao's cool black motorcycle stopped at the traffic light. She put her slender legs on the ground and lazily bent over the front of the car to wait for the long red light. If she had time, she might be able to smoke a cigarette.
The wind in the autumn night was still a bit cool. Today she wore a white irregular sweater, jeans, a black leather jacket, and a pair of black Martin boots. This outfit looked cool and sassy when paired with a motorcycle.
A Porsche on the right was attracted and lowered its window, and whistled at her angrily, "Let's go have a drink with you, beauty. Brother likes you very much."
Tang Junyao turned her head and gave him a casual glance. At first glance, she looked like a rich second generation and said coldly: "Has your hair grown back?"
The conversation between the two fell on the gray Koenigsegg sports car on the left. Xu Mingkai, the bodyguard and assistant, was also amazed by Tang Junyao's handsomeness, "This girl who drives a motorcycle has a high rate of turning heads and has a pretty cool personality."
After hearing this, the man who was sitting in the back seat reading documents raised his eyes to look at the girl, his eyes were half-squinted, and there was something strange in his eyes, and the profile looked familiar.
Just when the light turned green, she started the engine and glanced at the rearview mirror. The gray sports car behind the car was very familiar, as if she had seen it before, but she didn't think much about it. She never wastes time on such things. I was still anxious to go back to see my grandpa. The car was getting faster and faster, and the speed was soaring. Soon the black body disappeared into the congested lane.
Listening to the wind whistling in her ears, her heart seemed to be chasing her freedom. The freedom she exchanged with her life made her temporarily forget all the unhappiness hidden in her heart.
She has loved wind and speed since she was very young, so she also fell in love with motorcycles. This black motorcycle was a birthday gift from her grandfather on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, and she cherished it very much.
The rich second generation in Porsche is still cursing and determined, "I must find you and show you how much my hair has grown."
Half an hour later
The car stopped at an old house. She took off her helmet and carried it into the house.
"Miss, you are back." The visitor was the servant who followed Mr. Tang. Since the old man lived alone, he only had two caring servants left to take care of him, and the others were sent away.
"Grandpa, are you feeling better today? Have you eaten?"
"I've eaten. I've eaten a big bowl. I'm in a good mood. I also told us that you are getting married. Miss, you are really married." The servant was also curious. Yesterday, the eldest daughter was still single, and the old man went on a hunger strike because of his temper. Getting married today?
"We'll talk about this later. I'll go see grandpa first and then come down for dinner."
As a doctor, I am used to seeing birth, old age, illness and death, but when it comes to my dearest person, I am still biased. After all, I have a different state of mind.
She stood outside the door to adjust her mood and opened the door of the master bedroom, "Grandpa is reading the newspaper."
Mr. Tang looked up at her slightly weakly and said, "Show grandpa the ID."
She quickly took out the red notebook from her pocket and handed it to him. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and rested her chin lightly on the old man's shoulder.
Mr. Tang opened the marriage certificate with trembling hands. When he saw the real certificate, his eyes filled with mist, light, and peace of mind.
Mr. Ji kept his promise, and he really fulfilled his original promise, but he was despicable.
For a moment, the old man held her hand and said: "Yao Yao, please remember that no matter what happens in the future, you cannot divorce. You can endure it as much as you can. If you really can't bear it, you have to wait until you become stronger. The Ji family will be your backer. , Grandpa can't stay with you for much longer. You are a doctor and you understand Grandpa's physical condition very well. Pancreatic cancer can leave you at any time. Grandpa is not afraid of death. The only one who can't let go is you. Now you and Master Ji have received the certificate, Grandpa. I feel relieved, even if he doesn't love you now, you will still be legally wives, and he will still protect you, even if he doesn't protect you, Grandpa Ji will protect you."
The biggest and most regretful thing he did in his life was giving birth to that beastly son, and he was ashamed of his dead ex-wife and his in-laws.
The most shameless thing was to use Mr. Ji's promise to force Mr. Ji's grandson to marry Yaoyao, but it was also the thing he least regretted so far.
The skinny body turned slightly, raised his wrinkled hand, and gently wiped Tang Junyao's tears tremblingly. He was a little tired after talking for so long, and his breathing was much weaker: "Yaoyao, don't cry. Grandpa will leave as soon as you cry." Don't worry, we Yaoyao are the most obedient and sensible. Now that we are wives, we can't cry anymore. We must promise grandpa to live happily in the future, otherwise grandpa will scold you every day in his dreams."
"Grandpa...Grandpa, I want to sleep with you tonight." The silent sobbing, coupled with Grandpa Tang's words, made her throat stuck and unable to say much.
"How old are you, and you still want to sleep with a bad old man like me? Don't you think it's dirty?" Mr. Tang's eyes were full of reluctance and love.
The servant came up to ask Tang Junyao to eat. When he saw an old man and a young lady leaning on each other, he couldn't bear to turn around and stand outside the door wiping tears. She had brought up Tang Junyao since he was a child. The grandfather and grandson depended on each other. Mr. Tang was a father at such an old age. She has been a mother for so many years, even their servants admire her.
The servant wiped away her tears and knocked on the door gently: "Miss, it's time to eat."
"Go and eat quickly. It's already this time. Don't waste your body just because you're young." Mr. Tang scolded him fondly.
"I understand. I'm going now. Don't lock the door. I'll come over to sleep later. If you dare to lock the door, I'll divorce you."
Reluctantly, Mr. Tang smiled weakly and waved his hand, signaling her to go quickly.
Tang Junyao was the only one dining in the huge restaurant. Sensing her depression, the two servants didn't speak.
She stopped her chopsticks and suddenly said: "You go and pack up everything after grandpa left, and then check the phone number of the funeral home and the person who arranged the mourning hall." Her expression was calm, like a prisoner going to the execution ground desperately accepting the final sentence. judgment.
After saying that, she continued to eat. Anyone who was attentive could tell that she was chewing the beans. She mechanically picked up only the first dish from so many dishes and stuffed it into her mouth over and over again. During this time, she never stuffed a bite into her mouth. meal.
The two servants were also stunned, standing there numbly with red eyes and at a loss.
"Go, grandpa may not survive tonight, don't show any signs in front of grandpa." She had just noticed that the old man's breathing was very weak, and because she was beside the bed, he had been holding on, and he was holding the newspaper to show off. .
"Okay, miss." The servant wiped her tears and turned to leave. The miss had to muster up enough courage to prepare the funeral arrangements for Mr. Tang in advance. As outsiders, they felt uncomfortable watching.
After the servant left, tears flowed down Tang Junyao's eyes. She raised her sleeves and wiped again and again. She couldn't finish wiping, so she just stopped wiping. After a while, she lost sight of the food in front of her. Round water droplets pattered into the white rice.