Yes, the one who has no hope of living is the one who suffers the most.

When the car arrived at the airport, sun Xiaoxiao's parents had arrived. For a long time, I didn't see the two old people. Their faces were covered with wrinkles and vicissitudes. I looked at them and felt a little sad. After one or two successive attacks, the white hair was sent to the black hair. The two old people suffered most of the sadness that they might not encounter in their lifetime.

Sun Xiaoxiao's mother raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and said, "old man, let's go home. We're not alone. We'll go home and smile with Ran Ran."

Although it's just a child's burial ceremony, it's getting dark after tossing about. Sun Xiaoxiao's father squats in front of a small tombstone, a lonely face.

I smile to appease her, indicating that as long as the child left in peace of mind on the line.

Before long, people from the funeral home came to the cemetery, and the funeral procedures and customs were the same. Sun Xiaoxiao's mother was a little too reluctant to go, and she watched me all the time.

The staff of the cemetery registered the place where sun Ran Ran was buried. When they saw that there were only two old people, they were slightly surprised, but they only asked. Maybe they were used to seeing too many life and death departures and too much time.

Fu Shenyan nodded and turned to make a phone call.

I don't know if there are ghosts in this world, but I know that the two old people have been hollowed out in order to treat their children. They want to give their children the best, but the reality makes them have to say goodbye with their bare hands.

I couldn't watch it. Looking at Fu Shenyan, I said, "can you ask the people in the funeral home to send some children's funeral articles? Let the children have a good time on the last leg. "

There was no one to send off or flowers to mourn the funeral. There were only two empty old people.

Fu Shenyan and I are following them. Sun Yiqing's addiction to gambling has left their family without any relatives. Coupled with sun Ranran's illness, there are only two white haired old people here who can deliver their children.

This is the largest cemetery in Beijing. A few square meters of land is worth thousands of gold. Two old people get out of the car and walk towards the cemetery.

Xiangshan cemetery.

I originally wanted to take the two old people to eat something, but seeing their appearance, I knew in my heart that they could not eat anything, so I sighed and gave up.

The car drove towards Xiangshan cemetery. The two old people didn't know how long they had no rest. Their faces were full of vicissitudes and fatigue.

Sun Ranran's ashes are in sun Xiaoxiao's father's arms. The old man, who is not good at words, does not say a word. He just hugs his granddaughter's urn tightly. I look at my nose and tears in my eyes.

I shook my head slightly, looked at her and said, "Auntie, don't think so much, get on the bus!"

Seeing Fu Shenyan and me, sun Xiaoxiao's mother, who may have cried to tears, looked at me with a dry smile. "Mrs. Fu, it's too much trouble for you. We can't pay off your kindness all our lives."

It seems that the old man is not good at words. He just raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes and said, "well, their mother and daughter can live well together without our drag."

When they came out of the cemetery, the two old people were embarrassed to take our car back. They said they had to wait for the bus slowly. The cemetery was far away from the city, and it was dark again. Fu Shenyan and I naturally couldn't let them wait here alone.