Chapter 1314: 323: Passed away_2

Ni Yang had just hung up the phone when Mo Qishen asked, “What happened?”

“My mom said Grandma Zhao might not make it. She asked us to go back right away.”

“Then let’s go immediately!”

Grandma Mo stood up and said, “What’s going on? Wasn’t she doing fine before? How can this happen so suddenly?”

In Grandma Mo’s impression, Zhao Shuyue had always been a robust person. She even remembered dining with her at the same table earlier this year!

Truly, life is full of uncertainty!

Ni Yang said, “Actually, Grandma Zhao’s health has been poor all this year…” She had anticipated that Zhao Shuyue might not make it through the year, but she hadn’t expected it to happen so soon.

Grandpa Mo and Grandma Mo escorted the two of them to the door.

Zhao Jingrong was unwilling and said, “Sixth Aunt, if you leave, what about Zhiyuan? Why don’t you check on Zhiyuan first before going?”

Ni Yang slightly turned her head and said, “There might not be enough time. You should take Zhiyuan to the hospital first. It’s just a common cold—I wouldn’t be any different than any other doctor.”

The matter with Zhao Shuyue was simply too urgent.

“But—but I don’t trust other doctors,” Zhao Jingrong insisted, “How about I wait for you to come back?”

If she had to leave it to other doctors, then how could her plans proceed?

No way!

Zhao Jingrong was almost fuming!

That damn old lady—why couldn’t she die earlier or later? Why did she have to choose this moment?

Wasn’t this deliberately opposing her?

She was losing such a golden opportunity, and who knew when she’d find another one?

“Stop waiting! Send Zhiyuan to the hospital right away!” Xiu Jiao cut Zhao Jingrong off decisively, “A child’s fever is no joke! What if it causes permanent damage?”

Grandma Mo agreed, “Jingrong, your mom’s right. A fever isn’t something to play around with! Just take Zhiyuan to the hospital first!”

After saying this, Grandma Mo turned to Ni Yang again, “Old Six, hurry and go with Yangyang. No need to worry about things at home!”

“Okay.” Mo Qishen nodded and wrapped an arm around Ni Yang’s shoulder, “Yangyang, let’s hurry.”

The car sped along briskly, and before long, they arrived at Jinghua Village.

As soon as they got out, Grandma Zheng and Grandma Shangguan came forward to meet them.

Ni Yang asked, “Grandma, Grandma Shangguan, how’s Grandma Zhao doing now?”

Grandma Shangguan sighed, “She can no longer see anything. She’s holding onto her last breath, waiting for you to arrive.”

It is said that a dying person’s longing is incredibly strong; if they don’t see the person they want to see, they won’t easily close their eyes in peace.

Grandma Zheng’s face didn’t look too good either.

Over such a long time, they had come to consider Zhao Shuyue one of their own. Now, with her passing imminent, they felt deeply saddened.

Ni Yang ran toward Zhao Shuyue’s residence.

A small crowd had gathered in front of the humble house. When they saw Ni Yang approaching, they instinctively made way for her.

“Yangyang is here!”

Zhao Shuyue lay in bed, her eyes murky and unfocused. She was half-reclined against the bed frame, her face pale. Hearing footsteps, she turned instinctively, “Is—is Yangyang here?”

“It’s me.” Ni Yang ran over and took Zhao Shuyue’s hand, “Grandma Zhao, I’m here.”

Zhao Shuyue tightly held Ni Yang’s hand and smiled, “Yangyang is here. What about Xiaomo?”

“Grandma Zhao, I’m here.” Mo Qishen reached out to hold Zhao Shuyue’s hand.

The three hands were tightly joined.

Zhao Shuyue continued, “Xiaomo, you must treat Yangyang well in the future. Don’t ever bully her, otherwise I’ll never forgive you.”

Mo Qishen nodded, “I will take good care of Yangyang, Grandma Zhao. Please don’t worry.”

“Good, good,” Zhao Shuyue said, “With those words, I can rest easy. Yangyang is a good child; you absolutely cannot let her down.”

As she spoke, she added, “Yangyang, thank you. If it weren’t for you, this old woman wouldn’t have all that I have now…”

If it hadn’t been for Ni Yang, she figured she’d probably be long gone.

In her wildest dreams, she never imagined that near the end of her life she’d get to fly on a plane—or even get to return to Shanghai.

She had encountered both good and bad people in her time.

As she spoke, her voice gradually grew weaker, and the strength in her grip diminished.

“Grandma Zhao!” Ni Yang’s voice broke with a sob as she gently stroked Zhao Shuyue’s face, slowly closing her eyes.

“Hurry, burn some paper money.” Shangguan Dehui quickly organized people to burn paper money and set off fireworks.

The money burned when someone passes away is known as “passage money,” enabling the departed spirit to safely travel the road to reincarnation.

Burning paper and setting off fireworks are traditions local to Beijing.

Zhao Yu stood to the side, her face pale with fear as tears streamed down her cheeks.

It was her first time witnessing an elder’s passing, and Zhao Shuyue had treated her well when she was alive.

Muffled sobs filled the air.

Despite having no children or grandchildren, Zhao Shuyue’s funeral was arranged by Ni Yang, making it dignified and respectable.

The third day marked Zhao Shuyue’s cremation.

According to tradition, before the remains could be moved, there needed to be a filial relative to carry the flag and break the ceremonial pottery. Typically, this person would need to share a blood bond with the deceased.

However, Zhao Shuyue’s situation was special, so Ni Yang donned mourning clothes, took the clay pot in hand, and stood before the remains. With force, she smashed the pot onto the ground.

Bang!

The pot shattered into pieces.

There’s a saying about breaking the pots: the more shattered they become, the better, because they represent bowls from the underworld. Only when the pot is broken can the deceased bring the bowl with them to the underworld.

After breaking the pot, Ni Yang hoisted the guiding flag and led the procession with the casket.

As per Grandma Zhao’s wishes, Ni Yang intended to scatter her ashes into a flowing river.

On the day of scattering the ashes, a fine drizzle fell from the sky, and the air was heavy with mist.

Ni Yang wore a black shirt and trousers, with a white flower pinned to her chest. Her long black hair was tightly tied back, her elegant face void of expression, appearing cold and solemn.

Mo Qishen stood behind her, dressed in a black suit, holding an umbrella over her. The rain drenched his left shoulder, but not a drop touched Ni Yang.

The ashes drifted in the wind before settling into the river.

Little Ni Yun brought over a bouquet of chrysanthemums and placed it on the ground. She looked up at Ni Yang, “Sister, will Grandma Zhao never come back again?”

Although Little Ni Yun hadn’t been present the day Zhao Shuyue passed away, she had a vague understanding of what had happened.

“Yes.” Ni Yang nodded.

Little Ni Yun then asked, “So where did Grandma Zhao go?”

Ni Yang squatted down, patting Little Ni Yun’s head, “Grandma Zhao went to heaven.”

Little Ni Yun asked curiously, “What’s Grandma Zhao going to do in heaven?”

Ni Yang replied, “Because Grandma Zhao’s family is all in heaven. She wants to go find them.”

“Oh, so that’s why,” she said.

After handling Zhao Shuyue’s affairs, Ni Yang finally resumed work at her company. Despite her absence for several days, the company had been running smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

The weather grew increasingly hot, and the omnipresent chirping of cicadas echoed through the air.

While organizing her belongings, Ni Yang accidentally came across a set of drawings given to her by Zhao Shuyue. Only then did she remember the map Grandma Zhao had handed her before passing away.

The map marked a location where the Zhao Family had once buried gold.

The Zhao Family’s ancestral home was in Shanghai, but since they later relocated to Beijing, the map marked a location in Beijing.

Ni Yang showed the drawings to Mo Qishen, “Brother Mo, take a look at this.”

Mo Qishen curiously asked, “Did Grandma Zhao give this to you?”

Ni Yang nodded, then said, “Yes, I plan to dig up the gold and donate it in Grandma Zhao’s name. It would also be a way to accumulate good karma for her.”

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