After The System Punished Me to Give Birth

Chapter 32 | Part 1

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In fact, Su Jingyang knew clearly in his heart that he shouldn't blame himself for Xiang Cao's affairs, but the whole thing still had a great impact on him. Even after several days passed, he still felt suffocated in his heart, his whole person was depressed and listless.

Because Xiang Cao was a repeat offender and couldn't have visitors, Su Jingyang couldn't visit or ask him where Xiao Shui was buried. Su Jingyang tried to find himself, but in the end, he couldn't find it. But he believed that Xiang Cao must've chosen a quiet and good place for Xiao Shui to sleep.

Originally, there was still some residual heat from the Ling Li incident in the town, but after the Xiang Cao episode happened, all the enthusiastic discussions in the streets and alleys turned into the Xiang family murder case.

Before, whenever Ling Li went out, there were always some people who looked at or pointed at them with wrong eyes, but now this kind of thing happened less and less frequently. It seemed that Ling Li's business was a little less worth mentioning than Xiang Cao's. Ling Li no longer had to wear drapery to freely enter and leave the Lin Ji pavilion. 

Those who had opinions about him wouldn't come to Lin Ji pavilion to eat. Those who come to the Lin Ji pavilion for dinner probably don't care about that. In addition, Ling Li was indeed talented in cooking, plus he was willing to study and cook very delicious dishes. 

Their business has gradually recovered some popularity, and they've hired helpers for the kitchen. Although Ling Li was busy he still went out to look after Su Jingyang every once in a while, but almost every time he came out, he would see Su Jingyang still sitting behind the counter, holding his cheeks dazed and lost. 

Ling Li was also very uncomfortable about Xiang Cao's affairs, but he knew that Su Jingyang was more regretful than he was uncomfortable, This kind of regret had pierced into his heart, even if it was diluted by time in the future, it would never be forgotten. 

 Ling Li wanted to relieve him, but he didn't know how to talk to him. It wasn't until a few days later that Rong Ci came to Ling Li's residence, he hesitated for a while before telling Su Jingyang, "When I wasn't at home last night, the chicken ran out in the middle of the night. When I found it, it was... frozen to death." 

Su Jingyang held the broom in his hands, he seemed to be rotted on the spot with eyes wide open, staring at him in disbelief for a minute, "Frozen to death?" 

Rong Ci nodded silently.

Su Jingyang's eyes quickly dampened, he gradually lost control of his speech as tears began rushing down his face, flowing fiercely, "Actually, died... how do you... how do the ...... froze to death......"

This was the scene Ling Li saw as he exited the kitchen; Su Jingyang holding a long broomstick, standing there crying there with extreme sadness, and eyes full of shock. He immediately wanted to come over and comfort him, but Rong Ci softly gave Ling Li a silent gesture and shook him shook his head.

Ling Li was stunned and immediately understood. He walked softly to Su Jingyang's side, Ling Li looked at his sad expression for a while and stretched out his hand to take the broomstick. He then moved a chair over and sat down to accompany him, covering him with a piece of clothing, letting him sit and cry. 

When Su Jingyang cried, there wasn't much movement. He had red eyes, and tears flowed down his tight lips, trickling down his chin. His shoulders twitched and he choked, looking extremely uncomfortable. Even Ah-Xuan, who was playing next to them, ran over and poked his head, asking uncle what's wrong. 

The three people surrounded Su Jingyang in the yard, watching him cry. When he felt that the depression in Su Jingyang's heart was almost vented, Ling Li grabbed his hand and softly said to him: "Jingyang, don't be sad. Let's bury the chicken, we'll erect a monument for it, right?"