The next day, Wang Lang went out to handle Ah B's affairs, and Feihou took care of Ah B's wife and children at home.

Ah B's wife didn't say a word, and hugged Ah B and tidyed her clothes and hair over and over again. Tears slid down silently, which made Wang Lang very uncomfortable every time.

Ah B's child is tired and has fallen asleep.

The fat man who had never smoked before smoked a box of cigarettes overnight. He told Wang Lang to prepare three coffins, as well as the pink and the girl.

Wang Lang did as he did.

Wang Lang chose the location of the cemetery. It was a mountain with good feng shui. The most important thing is that you can see clearly the whole Tianlan City.

There has always been darkness in this world, but there are always people fighting for the light, even if they abandon their lives.

Let the city become brighter and brighter under Ah B's gaze.

There is no funeral, Wang Lang wants everything best, he doesn't care how much it costs, and he even specially asked a monk to recite scriptures and salvation.

After getting the coffin done, Wang Lang tried every means to get the bodies of Fanzi and the girl back.

Ask people from the funeral home to put on makeup on Fanzi and the girl.

It was evening after everything was done. Wang Lang hurriedly ate something and drove back to put on makeup for Ah B with the makeup artist from the funeral home.

When Wang Lang saw the fat monkey slumped at the door, with a dull look on his face and spread the food all over the floor. He rushed over immediately, "What's wrong?"

The fat monkey looked up at Wang Lang and opened his mouth to talk, but in the end he still didn't say it.

Wang Lang pushed the door open and entered.

Two people were lying on the bed, to be precise, two corpses.

Ah b's, Ah b's wife's.

Ab's son stood beside the bed and pushed Ab's wife's wrist from time to time, and whispered, "Mom, hungry."

Wang Lang's eyes suddenly turned red, he turned around and grabbed the fat monkey, murderous intent filled him, and roared angrily, "Who did it?"

The fat monkey raised his eyes and burst into tears. "I have nothing to do. When I came back, my sister-in-law was lying on Brother B and was already dead."

Wang Lang let go of the fat monkey, walked into the house and stood beside the bed, holding the edge of the bed with both hands, his eyes were red, and his cheek muscles rolled.

I felt like this world was really fucking fucking in an instant!

"Mom, hungry." Ab's son whispered as he shook his mother's wrist.

He secretly looked up at Wang Lang, and then lowered his head again when he saw Wang Lang's red eyes, shook his mother's wrist, "Mom, hungry."

Wang Lang closed his eyes, leaned forward, clenched his fists and clenched his teeth.

There was a makeup artist from the funeral home standing at the door. He didn't know what to do for a while, but he also heard some of it. Although he had seen too much life and death, when he saw Wang Lang's expression after roaring, he felt very upset.

Wang Lang is used to seeing life and death.

I have also experienced too many life and death. In the past, every time I was on a mission, if a brother left, I would still feel uncomfortable, but not long after, everything returned to peace, because Wang Lang's brothers had already taken life and death lightly and didn't have much thoughts.

But Ah B is different. Ah B dies, and Ah B’s wife is also dead. Wang Lang pretends to be guilty. This guilt can last for a long time, perhaps for a lifetime.

A sound suddenly came from the door.

Wang Lang turned around, and several makeup artists pulled Ab's son who picked up the food on the ground and told him that he couldn't eat it. Ab's son sucked his fingers and struggled with fear. He turned around and shouted at the corpse on the bed.

"Mom, hungry."

Several makeup artists burst into tears.

Wang Lang's eyes were red, and he went over to hold Ah B's son, "I'll take you to dinner."

As he spoke, he hugged Ah B's son out.

In the Food City, Wang Lang held Ab's son who was afraid of being alive and pointed at everything, "What do you want to eat? Tell me, I'll buy it for you."

Ab's son accidentally looked down and saw a family of three not far away. The parents fed fried chicken nuggets to their cute daughter. Ab's son looked straight at him.

Wang Lang carried the child over and pointed at the fried chicken shop, "Do you want to eat this?"

Ab's son nodded.

"I bought all these things." Wang Lang pointed at the fried chicken nuggets.

The boss smiled, "Sorry, sir, you have already been booked and nothing more."

"I want it all, now!" Wang Lang roared angrily.

His eyes were so angry that his boss jumped.

Wang Lang took out the card, "I'll ask for it ten times the price."

The boss smiled. "It's all yours for you."

He put Ab's son on the ground and Wang Lang fed him. Ab's son took him to eat.

Wang Lang wanted to wipe his mouth, but Ah B's son avoided it. Wang Lang's hand was hanging in the air and finally shrank back, pointing to the whole street, "Tell me what I want, I'll buy it for you."

Ab's son stopped eating and pouted, "Mom, I want mom."

"I want mom."

Ab's son suddenly burst into tears, crying heart-wrenchingly, "I want my mother."

Passers-by stopped, thinking it was other dramas, thinking that it was Wang Lang's wife who died and left a son who wanted his mother.

Wang Lang's heart was as if he was shattered, and every word of Ah B's son was like a heavy hammer on Wang Lang's heart.

Life is always strange and there is no rehearsal. You don’t know what will happen in the next second. When everything comes, there seems to be nothing else except being caught off guard.

Wang Lang squatted beside Ah B's son with red eyes.

A person suddenly squatted down next to him, and Wang Lang turned his head.

Tong Yaru.

Tong Yaru carefully held the child, "Be good, baby."

Ab's son's hand was holding Tong Yaru's clothes tightly, and Tong Yaru didn't care about Ab's son's dirty hands.

Not long after, Ah B's son fell asleep. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and was overly sad, so the child slept very heavily.

Wang Lang was about to hold the child, but Tong Yaru shook her head and hugged her. The two turned around and left.

Back in the rental house.

The couple's makeup was also put on, and their clothes were replaced. Another coffin was added.

We are preparing to be buried tomorrow, and the tomb there will be prepared overnight.

Tong Yaru didn't say anything, hugging Ab's son to coax him. She looked a little tired, and looked at Wang Lang from time to time.

Wang Lang leaned against the wall, smoking cigarettes one by one. In the middle of the night, the fat monkey fell asleep. Wang Lang was still smoking, and there was a layer of cigarettes on the soles of his feet.

Tong Yaru took the cigarette from Wang Lang and took it, so she choked and coughed, and immediately stepped on it and wiped it out.

"You are leaving, right?" Tong Yaru suddenly spoke.

Wang Lang wanted to smoke, but found that the cigarette box was empty, so he pinched it into a lump and threw it away, nodded casually, and then said again.

"Thanks."

Tong Yaru shook her head, "I don't want you to say thank you to me."

"I don't know what else to say except saying thank you." Wang Lang looked outside through the window with red eyes.

Full moon.

There is a bright full moon in the sky, but there is separation from life and death on the ground.

An inappropriate full moon.

"No need to say anything, no need to say anything. Can you hug me and watch the moon for a while?"
Chapter completed!