The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 501: Carrying the coffin for the person you love (1)

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slow down. There are too many people here. Go and sit at the side. The man didn’t look very old, he looked to be in his twenties.

A young man who had just reached the crown.

Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she helped the old man and the child to a corner.

“You have to take care of your health. You still have a few years to live.” The man said with a smile.

After saying that, he walked towards the coffin in the center.

Old master DU’s hands were full of calluses. The du family was poor to begin with.

The du family only gradually rose after the top scholar, du Xun, emerged.

Originally, after the marriage with the Xie family, the du family was going to rise up. However, an accident happened and the du family was criticized, but Xie Zi Xu didn’t make things difficult for the du family.

Instead, he often helped the du family by opening a school for the du family and sending their children to school.

Back then, what she said was that even if du Xun wasn’t around, she had to look after his family for him.

I’m nis smeld.

The moment these words came out, it was more than 30 years of financial aid.

Without the du Xun from back then, she had actually sponsored a few more scholars. They were all from the du family, and now the du family was slowly on the path of an official. Although they were only county officials, they no longer had to face the earth and their backs were facing the sky.

The du family was grateful to Xie zixu, but at the same time, they felt guilty towards her. Old master du didn’t even dare to see her.

The du family owed her too much. Du Xun also owed her too much.

“You’re back.” The old man looked at the man who was slowly walking away in front of him and cried silently.

His turbid eyes were filled with tears.

She finally got what she had been waiting for.

“Grandpa, what’s wrong? Why are you crying and laughing at the same time? be careful, someone might beat you up. This is aunt Xie’s funeral.” The child tugged at his grandfather’s sleeve, hoping that his grandfather would restrain himself.

“You don’t understand. Aunt Xie is happy too,” his grandfather said as he patted his head.

When he returned, he was still a teenager until his death.

Aunt Xie didn’t have time to wait. She didn’t waste her life.

Du Xun took a bouquet of flowers. They were the flowers Xie zixu gave him when they separated outside the city.

It was called yingjun.

It meant to welcome the Emperor back.

In the Xie family, only a few people who served her close to her knew that she liked to welcome the Emperor.

At this moment, when she saw a young man holding a hand to welcome the Emperor, she thought that it was someone who her aunt had helped in the past.

“What is young master’s surname?” There was a name list of all the people who offered their condolences. The nanny, who was dressed in white, asked in a low voice.

“Du,” du Xun said in a low voice.

At this moment, the coffin was about to go up the mountain, and he held a bouquet of flowers in his hand. “She did me a favor when she was alive, can I

carry her coffin for her?” Du Xun’s face was filled with unconcealed grief, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The wet nurse was stunned.

The person carrying the coffin had already been decided, this …

“It’s the people from the Crown Prince’s residence.” A maidservant beside her whispered.

“Since that’s the case, I’ll have to trouble you,” the nanny said immediately. After carrying the coffin, there will be a red envelope for you to get rid of bad luck.”

There were red packets for carrying coffins.

Du Xun shook his head gently,”l don’t need a red packet. It’s my fortune to be able to carry her coffin.” It’s a pleasure.” After he finished speaking, he turned around and placed the bouquet of flowers in front of her coffin.

The old maidservant and the old maidservant found his face somewhat familiar.

“It’s like I’ve seen it somewhere before.” The wet nurse muttered. This face was familiar yet unfamiliar.

The heir of the Xie family looked at the time and stood in front of the hall, crying and shouting, “”Spirit!”

Du Xun carried the coffin and walked in front. He was at the same level as her.

The king-welcoming flower was beside the two.

Today is your funeral and our wedding.

I’ve waited for thirty-two years, and all I could do was carry your coffin..

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