The old woman closed her murky eyes and stopped breathing. The room was very quiet. One could hear the rustling of leaves as the wind blew by the window.
"Grandma!" Tang Yuan cried. It grabbed the old woman's hand and cried until it was out of breath. "Grandma, waah!"
"..."
Ling Jue could not cry. For some reason, she felt a little sad, but she could not shed a single tear.
"Grandma, waa, Tang Yuan doesn't want you to go." Tang Yuan cried until its hair was wet, but it still could not stop. Its big blue eyes were full of tears, rolling down.
Ling Jue stood up and called Gu Ziming, asking him to come pick her up.
"Grandma... left?" Gu Ziming was also a little shocked...
"Yes."
"Okay, Lord Jue, don't be too sad. I'll be there right away." Gu Ziming immediately put down the work in his hands and drove over.
Ling Jue looked at the old woman lying on the ground and found that her other hand was holding the recording pen tightly.
"Wu... wa..."
Tang Yuan kept crying, and in a moment, it turned into a tearful worm.
Ling Jue took out the recording pen in her hand and turned on the play button. This was the first time she had heard Xia Qinglian's voice.
It was a little similar to how she looked like in her memories. She was so heartless.
"Mom, I've found him. I think you know why I won't come back. I was unfilial, but you know how important he is to me. I'm sorry."
"..."
The woman's sobbing voice was cut off in a moment.
It was just a few sentences, and Ling Jue could not make out the reason behind it. However, she remembered that day. Her grandmother had been smiling when she heard it, and she was in a good mood for the next few days.
Therefore, she was sure that Xia Qinglian found the person she was looking for.
"Lord Jue, why didn't you do anything just now? If you had hit grandma... We would have known everything." Tang Yuan sobbed as it sat on the bed and wiped its tears.
Ling Jue looked at the old woman with her eyes closed and smiled bitterly in her heart. "She was very happy when she left. If I had slapped her, she might not have died in peace. I would rather not know everything."
"..." Tang Yuan dropped the golden bean, but it was speechless. What Lord Jue said made sense.
Ling Jue put the recording pen back into the old woman's hand. It was better to leave with her.
A moment later, Gu Ziming rushed over. The sky outside was very clear, but there was no smile on his face.
He carried the old woman into the car, and Ling Jue followed. The two of them drove to the crematorium.
"Lord Jue, how did you arrange it? I'll get someone to prepare the cemetery immediately."
"Grandma said that she wants to live in the back mountain of Mingxi village. Let's go to Dali province later."
"Okay."
The two of them went to the crematorium first to cremate the old woman, then drove to Dali province.
Ling Jue held the ashes in her arms and looked at the scenery along the way.
A son and a daughter. The old woman did not send them off even before she died. Ling Jue suddenly felt a little sad.
She did not understand this world...
She suddenly thought of her father. Now that he had abandoned her as well, and Xia Qinglian had left the country...
If it was the old Ling Jue, she would definitely seek her own death.
In the afternoon, the two of them arrived at Mingxi village. Ling Jue returned to her small house, took a shovel and hoe, and the two of them went up the mountain.
They dug a mound on the mountain until it was almost dark. Only then did Ling Jue finish everything.
Her grandmother had told her that she did not want the people of Mingxi village to know that she was dead, so there was no tombstone, no names of her children, and nothing else.
Ling Jue and Gu Ziming sent her off in a deserted place.