Chapter 625

The sound of the mountain was not loud, but it was enough for the prison guards nearby to hear it.

The prison guard immediately knocked on his baton as a warning, "No. 7589, pay attention to your words and deeds."

"Uncle policeman, is it wrong to tell the truth?" Gao Shan asked with a smile.

That smile came into my eyes and was no different from the devil.

There is no doubt that mother Jiang must have heard it.

But mother Jiang didn't say anything. She just looked at me and got up and went out.

Gaoshan was also taken back to his cell in advance by the prison guard because of his nonsense.

I was left sitting alone in front of bulletproof glass, holding the microphone tightly, shaking all over my body.

I never thought that Gaoshan would stir up discord like this.

Is he going to transfer mother Jiang's hatred to me?

It's a pity to use such a good brain on such an idea!

After thinking for a while, I quickly got up and walked outside.

Mother Jiang didn't leave. She just sat on the bench outside waiting for me.

Seeing me coming out, he got up and squeezed out a faint smile. "Let's go back. Your uncle Jiang should be worried."

That's what makes it difficult.

If mother Jiang questions me hysterically or interrogates me suspiciously, I can explain two sentences, it seems that everything is normal.

But she didn't ask or say anything, as if there was no such thing at all.

If I rushed forward and took the initiative to explain, would I look very deliberate, like there is no silver 300 Liang here?

I was really hesitant in my mind. After thinking for a long time, I still didn't decide whether to talk to mother Jiang or not.

I had to drive back to the funeral home and was silent all the way.

Looking at the flag above the funeral home, you can see it. Time is tight. After returning to the funeral home, it is estimated that it will be difficult to chat with mother Jiang alone.

I finally made up my mind, biting my lips and opening my mouth, "mother Jiang, when Jiang Lai was going to hold the wedding, I planned to let my daughter be a flower girl."

Although I opened my head so roundly, mother Jiang understood what I meant in an instant.

"Shen An," she said slowly, "aunt is not such a person who doesn't distinguish right from wrong. I know that you are kind to Jiang. If a murderer stirs up discord, I won't believe it."

Because of this, mother Jiang didn't mention a word to me all the way.

She has enough trust in me.

My heart suddenly surged into an upsurge, very moved, "aunt, thank you for your trust."

"Looking at you is like seeing my daughter. Jiang Lai often says that you are a very good girl. Now it seems so." Mother Jiang said.

With the trust of mother Jiang, I feel a lot more secure in my heart.

Instead, mother Jiang reminded me, "since Gaoshan said such words now, it is likely to drag you into the water. You'd better be careful."

"I know." I nodded.

Gaoshan framed me, but it's not what I'm most worried about. What I'm most worried about is that mother Jiang will believe it.

Since mother Jiang trusts me now, there is not enough fear on the other side of the mountain.

While we were talking, the car had reached the funeral home.

Lawyer Liu immediately came to help open the door. "Aunt, now the funeral home asks if there are any clothes to burn from Jiang. Did you bring them? If not, we'll go to Li residence to get it. "

"I brought a dress, which I sewed myself, and I can't use it. Burn it for her." Mother Jiang said.

She took out a beautifully sewn ceremonial dress from her suitcase. It was as red as fire and instantly ignited the cold atmosphere of the funeral home.

Mother Jiang reached out and touched a needle and a thread on the cloth. "I started sewing when she went abroad. I know that this child is willing to make such a big decision. She really likes it very much. Therefore, I began to prepare this wedding dress very early."

The wedding dress is ready, but there are no people.

I couldn't help feeling a little sad. I didn't know how to comfort mother Jiang.

But mother Jiang adjusted herself and comforted me by pressing my shoulder. "Now it's the same for her to burn. She'll know."

"Yes." I really don't know what to say, so I can only nod heavily to agree.

Holding the red wedding dress, we were led by the staff of the funeral home to the open-air cement pool behind us. There was a perennial flame in it. We threw the wedding dress in and was swallowed up by the vigorous flame in an instant.

The clothes that had just been red shrank rapidly and finally turned into a pile of black ashes.

After burning, the staff carefully packed the ashes in cloth bags, put them in boxes and handed them to us, "put them together for burial. The clothes you burned for her must be what she wants most."

"OK, thank you." I took it and nodded to the staff.

We took the box back to the front hall. Su Xiangyang was asking another staff member about the specific process of cremation.

Seeing us, he came over and his eyes fell on mother Jiang. "Mom, they said that they would gather people first in the morning and cremate them after collective mourning."

"OK, cremate it." Mother Jiang nodded.

She reached out and touched Su Xiangyang's cheek. "We'll have only one son like you in the future."

"I will always be your son." Su Xiangyang's voice is sonorous and powerful.

All the comforts were not worth Su Xiangyang's words, which immediately made mother Jiang cry like a spring.

She cried bitterly, but her mood calmed down.

Holding Su Xiangyang's hand, he sat aside and talked about a lot of things.

It was inconvenient for us to participate, so we had to retreat.

Holding the box, he went to Huo Tinggui again.

Huo Tinggui has already started to decorate the mourning hall. To be exact, he is watching others decorate the mourning hall. He is sitting on the small sofa next to him, tired and asleep.

It seems that he didn't rest well at the funeral home last night.

I guess I have to stare at Su Xiangyang all the time, so I haven't slept much all night?

I was a little distressed. I untied the scarf around my neck and planned to put it on him. At least it was a little warm.

But just as he approached, Huo Tinggui heard footsteps and fiercely opened his eyes, "are you back?"

"Well," I leaned over and put the scarf around his neck, "or you can go to the car and have a rest. Lawyer Liu and I can stare at the mourning hall here."

Lawyer Liu also advised, "yes, Huo Shao, you look tired. You'd better have a rest. If those relatives and friends who come to mourn come tomorrow, they will be more busy and need more physical strength and spirit."

Huo Tinggui was too lazy to be polite and nodded at me, "OK, I'll go to sleep for a while and call me when I'm finished."