Chapter 595: Don’t Be Sad

Qin Wenhao reached them in a few quick strides.

He looked at Fu Mingxue. "Wife, let’s go. We’re going home."

Fu Mingxue nodded. "Let’s go."

Qin Wenhao then protectively guided his wife out of the sea of people at the train station.

Qin Wenying: ...?

So, had her brother not seen her?

She hurried to catch up.

Otherwise, she would probably be left behind.

The car was parked not far from the train station’s exit.

The three of them got into the car.

Qin Wenying anxiously asked, "What on earth happened to Grandpa? Wasn’t he in great health the last time I was back? How could it be so sudden?"

Qin Wenhao’s voice was heavy. "It was a heart attack. By the time we found him, he was already gone."

He hadn’t been by the old man’s side in his final moments—it was the regret of his life.

If he had been away with his unit, that would have been one thing.

But he was right here in Beijing City, and he still hadn’t even gotten to see the old man one last time.

The thought tormented him.

In truth, the entire Qin family was tormented. Not a single one of them had been by the old man’s side when he passed.

The old man’s passing had simply been too sudden.

Fu Mingxue sensed the pain in Qin Wenhao’s heart and said comfortingly,

"The old man passed quickly, which is a blessing in its own way. After all, because he went so fast, he didn’t suffer for long."

In the back seat, Qin Wenying was also beside herself with grief.

She rarely cried, but right now, her eyes were terribly red.

Just then, Qin Wenhao turned his head to look at his wife.

"Should I take you home first, or should we go straight to the Qin Family Mansion?"

Without a moment’s hesitation, Fu Mingxue said, "Let’s go to the Qin Family Mansion."

Qin Wenhao nodded. "Alright. By the way, the funeral is tomorrow."

"So soon?" Qin Wenying was taken aback.

She was also glad she had arrived just in time.

If she had been a day later, wouldn’t she have missed seeing Grandpa off on his final journey?

The car pulled up and stopped at the entrance of the Qin Family Mansion.

Qin Wenying hastily pushed open the car door and got out.

The moment she was out, she ran straight for the mourning hall—

Fu Mingxue followed close behind, also heading for the mourning hall.

"Grandpa!" As Qin Wenying knelt, her tears finally began to fall.

Fu Mingxue knelt beside her. "Grandpa—"

At that moment, she too began to cry.

After all, the old man had been truly good to her when he was alive.

She still remembered the joyful and benevolent look in his eyes when they first met.

Qin Wenhao first carried his wife’s luggage upstairs.

Their room here was still kept for them, and it was very clean.

When he came back downstairs, he found his wife’s eyes red and swollen from crying and immediately helped her to her feet.

"Wife, Grandpa would be happy just knowing you’ve come back. You’ve been on a train all this way. Why don’t you go upstairs and wash up first? You can come down for dinner in a little while."

Fu Mingxue glanced at him. "—Alright."

She went upstairs, took a shower, changed her clothes, and came back down.

However, she didn’t go to eat. Instead, she went to see Grandma.

When she saw Gao Lan in Old Mrs. Qin’s room, she showed no sign of surprise.

"Grandma!"

Old Mrs. Qin had not been in good spirits these past few days.

She seemed completely drained of life, as if her very soul had been torn away.

She was listless and frail.

But now, seeing her granddaughter-in-law Fu Mingxue, her cloudy eyes suddenly brightened considerably.

"Mingxue, you’re back. Your grandpa, he—"

Her voice choked with emotion as she spoke.

Fu Mingxue immediately stepped forward and hugged Granny Qin.

"Grandma, don’t be sad. Grandpa’s spirit in heaven would want you to take care of yourself."

But oh, how Granny Qin grieved!

She and her husband had been together for decades.

And in the end, he had just left her behind.

Gao Lan watched the two of them embrace.

Her expression stiffened slightly, because Old Mrs. Qin hadn’t shown that kind of emotion to her at all—