webnovelfull Chapter 229 Funeral
Chapter 229 Funeral
I remembered that Grandpa Song had always thought of me as Song Yafei's father, so to make the old man feel more at ease, I squatted down and approached Grandpa Song.
"Dad, your son has come back to see you. It's been so many years, and your son has missed you very much!"
At that moment, I saw a smile appear on Grandpa Song's withered face.
"You've come. How cruel of you! You haven't even appeared in my dreams all these years. You still hate your father, don't you?"
I grabbed Grandpa Song's hand and pressed it against my face. "Your son has never blamed you. It's not your fault. Don't overthink it. Just cooperate with the treatment and spit on Yafei more often, okay?"
"Yafei? My granddaughter Yafei, don't worry with Xiaotian here."
Just then, Grandpa Song kept calling out "Yafei," and when Song Yafei heard this, she quickly came over and grabbed his other hand.
One moment we were playing Song Yafei's parents, and the next we were playing Song Yafei and Zhang Tian.
I switched roles back and forth, chatting idly with Grandpa Song, hoping he would get better and that I could find some comfort before he passed away.
About three hours later, Grandpa Song suddenly looked in an unknown direction and muttered the name of Song Yafei's father.
"Son, you've come! You've come to pick me up? Dad will go with you, I'll go with you right now..."
As he finished speaking, he and his soul truly departed, taking his last breath before us, his withered hands slipping away.
Song Yafei had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, her eyes red and she didn't make a sound, tears just sliding down her cheeks.
My nose stung, and my heart ached. A life was lost right before my eyes; who wouldn't be heartbroken?
I went over to Song Yafei and picked her up from the ground.
She was so heartbroken that she felt weak all over and didn't even have the strength to stand up.
I know that her identity prevents her from showing her vulnerability to outsiders like an ordinary woman.
After she had composed herself and looked less disheveled, she allowed the caregiver, Brother Liu, to go out and announce to everyone the news of Grandpa Song's passing.
No sooner had Liu the caregiver finished speaking than a loud, cacophony of crying erupted outside.
Among these people, it's impossible to tell how many are genuine and how many are fake.
Assistant Luo arrived shortly after, bringing two sets of black clothes.
Song Yafei and I went to the guest room next door to change our clothes.
When Song Yafei came out of the bathroom, her eyes and nose were red, and even her stray hairs were wet, looking like she had been crying.
But she also knew that she couldn't appear like this.
There were still funerals and condolences to attend, all of which required her personal attention, so even though she was heartbroken, she had to force herself to stay strong.
Fortunately, Grandpa Song's funeral was very grand in the end. On the day of her funeral, many guests came to pay their respects and see her off.
That day, the Song family members stood in a row, with Song Yafei at the head.
Song Yafei's expression was blank, her eyes had lost their sparkle, and she simply followed the instructions to bow blindly.
I was originally standing aside as an outsider, after all, I am no longer a member of the Song family.
Later, Assistant Luo came to find me and brought me to Song Yafei.
Assistant Luo implied that I should stand next to Song Yafei and bow together as a relative.
I can pay my respects to Grandpa Song, but as a family member, I don't think I have the right to do so.
I was about to turn around and go back when Song Yafei grabbed my hand.
I turned to look at her, and our eyes met. I understood the pain in her eyes.
She could only swallow her tears; how could she not be heartbroken and sad?
She held my hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
In the end, I gave in and couldn't bring myself to say no.
I stood beside her, greeting and seeing off guests with her.
Madam Song was right beside her. She had her grievances, but she wouldn't say a word at this moment.
There were also other members of the Song family who had opinions, but because of Song Yafei's power, they didn't dare to speak out. They just looked at me with some strange eyes.
The memorial service was originally going smoothly and peacefully, but Hu Mei's appearance caused a slight commotion.
When Hu Mei appeared in the mourning hall dressed in black, I was startled and subconsciously looked at Song Yafei.
Her face was cold, her expression flat, and her demeanor unreadable.
But her clenched fists and the veins bulging on her forehead revealed her concern and restraint.
When Hu Mei came in, she also looked at me, even though it was the Song family who had never acknowledged her identity.
Perhaps it was because of the bond between blood, but her eyes were also slightly red.
I understand her thoughts. After all, she has the blood of the Song family in her veins and cannot remain indifferent.
I think she must have done some mental preparation to come here.
But when she appeared, Mrs. Song, who was next to me, couldn't help but want to go forward.
How did she recognize Hu Mei?
Was prior investigation conducted?
It's still because of Hu Mei's face, which resembles her mother's.
When Mrs. Song tried to step forward, I instinctively tried to stop her, but Song Yafei spoke faster than I could.
She lowered her voice and said in a tone only the three of us could hear, "Today is Grandpa's last day in this world, and I don't want anything to go wrong."
"So many years have passed, you should let it go, let her go, and let yourself go too."
Upon hearing this, Madam Song stopped in her tracks and began to sob softly.
I don't know if it's because of Grandpa Song's passing or because of the turmoil I've carried for half my life.
But thankfully, she didn't do anything in the end.
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of mess this funeral would have turned into.
Hu Mei bowed respectfully before Grandpa Song's coffin.
Her constantly swallowing jaw and uncontrollable smile revealed her restraint and sorrow.
Perhaps, as Song Yafei said, Grandpa Song's passing may make the grudges of the previous generation disappear forever.
That would be perfect.
After all, none of those who remained had done anything wrong.
They were all victims of this arranged marriage.
Hopefully, with the passing of Grandpa Song, all these grudges and entanglements will come to an end at this moment.
Madam Song's unusual behavior did attract the attention of the Song family, but since she didn't react, no one knew what had happened.
After handling Grandpa Song's funeral and everything was over, my life returned to its original track.
But Song Yafei has become somewhat different.
She seemed to have become busier, rarely returning to the villa, and even when she did, she reeked of alcohol.
Aunt Lin has mentioned it to me several times, and I've also witnessed it several times.
But there's nothing I can do. The importance of Grandpa Song to her is something we can't possibly understand.
Her suffering was also indescribable.
During the day, he is still the high-ranking President Song, but at night, when all is quiet, who can stop a granddaughter from missing her beloved grandfather?
Her dejected state is truly worrying.