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Chapter 13 No more volcanic eruptions (1)
Life comes too hard, but it goes in such a hurry.
Chen's coffin was sent out of the palace from small to small. Qian Yi wanted to give her a ride, but the Queen Mother refused, and I didn't trust her. After all, she is the master, and no one knows whether Jackie Chan's family will take it out on her.
That day, in a small village in the northern suburb of Beijing, we met Jackie Chan's family, which is really a kind family. I heard that everyone in the palace was very excited, but when we saw the coffin behind us, Zen's mother passed out without saying a word, and her father cried and held the coffin without blaming us. Jackie Chan's brother and sister-in-law stood in front of the coffin with a boy about two years old in their arms, tears streaming down their faces. With tears in my eyes, I took Jackie Chan's little nephew and told him that his aunt, whom he had never met before, was sleeping in it and asked him to call her aunt. The child didn't know whether he was afraid of life or not, and cried in a big mess.
When Chen's fiance arrived, I was telling her family the cause of her death. Naturally, he didn't believe my story, because he asked to talk to Jackie Chan alone for a while, and Jackie Chan's family didn't object. I know that no one will believe the cause of Zen II's death, because I said that Zen II died suddenly.
After letting Jackie Chan's son rest in peace ...