Chapter 214 (1/2)
On the way back to Qingyang, Li Dong was in a trance.
It's not sad that it's hard to restrain myself, it's just feeling that things are changeable and fate is unpredictable.
Li Chenghui lived a natural and unrestrained life in the previous life, but in this life he was haunted by diseases. He died early. For the first time in his life, Li Dong felt that life was so fragile.
Even if he had the ability to be a prophet, he could not change anything. Even Li Dongyin guessed that Li Chenghui's death might have something to do with his rebirth.
God is fair, give up naturally get.
Li Dong was born again, and Li Chengyuan and his wife got rid of the suffering of illness and death. All these are against the heaven. However, Li Dong has been reaping but not paying for these things.
In this case, it is not incomprehensible that Li Chenghui, a blood relative of the Li family, died of illness early.
Li Chenghui and Cao Fang are still living well after Li Chenghui's death.
These are Li Dong's conjectures. If we put them in a previous life, he would only regard them as nonsense.
But now even rebirth have, Li Dong vaguely feeling or some credible.
……
Li Chenghui walked in his own home.
Perhaps feeling that time is running out, Li Chenghui chose to go home in the last few days of his life.
When Li Dong arrived, the front door of the Li family was wide open, and bursts of sobbing came from the room.
In the living room, Li Chengyuan and his wife, Wang Li's mother and son, Wang Liniang's brothers and sisters all arrived. They gathered in the living room to discuss something in a low voice.
Although Li Nanming and Wang Li are not good-looking and their eyes are red and swollen, they seem to be recovering at the moment.
Only Li Qing is still choking. The sobbing voice just passed out is from Li Qing.
Seeing Li Dong entering the door, Cao Fang met him and sighed in a low voice: ”go in and have a last look at your uncle.”
Li Dong nodded and didn't say much. He went straight into the room.
On the bed in the room, Li Chenghui has changed into a shroud.
Because of his illness, Li Chenghui, who used to be tall and powerful, shrank into a group. The shroud prepared in advance was a little too large, which seemed more desolate.
Standing by the bed, Li Dong is a little distracted.
At the moment, Li Dong is not thinking about anything else, but whether Li Chenghui has suffered for himself and his parents?
Li Dong may never understand this problem.
After staying in the room for a while, Li Dong sighed. Finally, he took a look at Li Chenghui and turned out of the room.
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In the living room, Li Chengyuan is whispering something to Wang Li's second brother.
When Li Dong came out, Li Chengyuan said excitedly: ”I don't agree with this! People are gone, you are still calculating this, do you have conscience? ”
Wang Hongmin, Wang Li's second younger brother, also fiercely retorted: ”look at what you said. I'm not a person inside and outside! Am I for myself? I'm doing it for them too! ”
”All the people are gone, but the living have to live! It costs at least tens of thousands to go back to the countryside for a funeral. I haven't been back to my hometown for so many years. Why waste this money? ”
”It's better to cremate directly in the city and bury it in a cemetery than in the country?”
”Besides, I just want to make a suggestion. What's the use of shouting at me?”
Li Cheng Yuan's face was red and his neck was thick. He glared at Li Nanming beside him and said, ”Nanming, you are an adult. How do you say this?”
Li Nanming smoked a cigarette without saying a word. When Li Chengyuan asked, he said in a stuffy voice: ”it doesn't matter whether we do it or not. We don't know many people in our hometown anyway.”
Li Cheng Yuan's face turned white, and Li Dong quickly patted him on the back.