Three Women in the Cage

Yang Yu was pulled away, and Yaya and Xinxin hurried forward and helped their mother sit aside.

Ma Mei arranged the funeral in a mountain villa. Opposite the villa was a gloomy mountain range that stretched endlessly to where there was no end in sight.

At this time, the perimeter of the villa was filled with circles of wreaths. Every person who came to mourn sent a wreath, blocking the roads outside.

The small road outside was gradually filled with small cars, which drove into the villa one by one. After a while, a group of people in black suits and slicked-back hair came out. They walked straight to the coffin and expressed their deep condolences.

Ma Mei hurried forward and greeted them. It turned out that they were teachers who came to mourn on behalf of the school. Looking at the endless stream of people, she didn't expect that so many people had come.

In addition to these people, all of Ma Mei's business friends came, and for a while, the villa was crowded with people.

This was the first time Yang Yu had seen such a lively funeral. He didn't know whether to feel relieved or what.

She looked at all this blankly, as if she was there, yet as if she had never been there.

Gradually, more and more people came, and Ma Mei was busy shuttling among the crowd. Her shadow could no longer be seen, and she seemed to be drowned in the crowd.

Yang Yu and her two children were forgotten in a corner. No one knew them and no one greeted them. They seemed to be out of place here.

Yang Su and Chi Mu followed Ma Mei, treating them like family members regardless of whether they knew them or not, and greeted them warmly. Even when they took a break occasionally, they stayed away from Yang Yu and the others. They stayed close to the rich people, either playing mahjong with them or flattering them.

Even Chi Lin hung out with the children of rich people and forgot about the existence of Yaya and Xinxin. Even if he saw them occasionally, he pretended not to care and turned his head away to talk to Yang Jin.

In addition, Yang Su and Yang Yu had been holding a grudge against each other for a long time, and at this time, they were even more unwilling to let the children of the two families interact with each other.

So, a tacit understanding was reached between them, as if they had never known each other before. They looked at each other from a distance and then turned their eyes away with understanding.

Yang Jin seemed to have matured a lot. Throughout the funeral, she stood silently beside the coffin. Even when other children came to play with her, she silently refused. It seemed that she had grown up a lot overnight.

She saw the subtle relationships between Yang Su and Yang Yu, and even between Yaya and Chi Lin, but she was indifferent.

She seemed to never care about anything, like a numb machine, with only coldness and indifference on her face, and no extra expression.

Everyone seemed to maintain a very tenuous relationship, rubbing against and competing with each other in this heavy funeral.

Yang Yu wanted to talk to Yang's father and mother, but found that he could not find them at all.

Ma Mei made an excuse: "They are too old, and I'm afraid they will be too heartbroken and collapse here, causing trouble."

However, Yang Yu knew that the third sister-in-law just disliked the two old people. Now that their only son was gone, why couldn't they come and see them off?

The two old people didn't even have the chance to refute and could only passively accept Ma Mei's arrangement. Yang Yu could imagine the two old people crying and feeling helpless at home.

Faced with Ma Mei's words, Yang Yu said nothing and could only happily accept her arrangement. What else could he do? What was his position?

My own parents, who have been around their daughter-in-law all their lives, were eventually abandoned by her.

She resented her parents' disregard for her, their unfairness to her, and even their disdain for her, but now that things have come to this, who can she blame?

In the end, they just became pitiful people, pitiful people of fate.

After a while, Huanhuan came hurriedly from school. Seeing Huanhuan's haggard appearance, Yang Yu felt very distressed.

Huanhuan is about to graduate. Faced with the pressure of finding a job after graduation, she seems to be much more depressed.

Seeing Huanhuan from afar, Ma Mei came over for the first time and said with a bitter heart: "The college students are here, come and see your uncle, you couldn't even catch up..."

The reason why she came over was that she wanted to see this college student, to see how this college student, who came from a mountain village like her husband, was doing now!

She wanted to get closer to him, but when she saw Huanhuan's weathered appearance, she felt like laughing. She thought to herself, this is my husband, the proud college student?

She was in such a mess that she didn't look radiant at all. They were members of the appearance association and had high standards for superficial glamour. So, at this moment, no matter how beautiful and dazzling she was inside, her brilliance was suppressed by the bleakness outside, making people look down on her.

After Ma Mei finished speaking, she walked away with contempt, leaving the four of them alone in a corner, pouring out their hearts to each other.

Yang Su and Chi Mu wanted to go forward and ask the college student, but after seeing Huanhuan's appearance, they hid the jealousy and unwillingness in their hearts and laughed silently in their hearts.

After a while, Yang Qing came. I didn't expect that she came on behalf of Tian Yun and the others. But she was married, so I didn't understand why she came.

But when she appeared in a beautiful black dress, everything seemed clear again. She married into a good family and her husband considerately asked her to get out of the car. The moment she stood in the crowd, she instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Such an eye-catching appearance shows that she is no longer as humble as before. But is she here to mourn or to show off?

She looked at Yang Yu and the three sisters with a cold look in her eyes. So what if they were just college students? They were still lowly beings…

She knew about the conflict between Yang Yu and her mother. She gave them a vicious look, then walked towards Yang Su and Ma Mei, greeted them politely, and then stood in front of Yang Ming's coffin, paying solemn tribute.

She was just an outsider and had no blood relationship with Yang Ming at all. Her presence or absence was meaningless.

She has not appeared since her adoptive father Yang Yi passed away. Why did she suddenly appear?

Glamorous people always attract attention. Chi Lin and Yang Jin couldn't help but come over and welcome her into the inner room. After a while, they came out again.

For some reason, Ma Mei wanted to open the coffin for her.

He said he wanted her to see her uncle for the last time.

Yaya felt amused in her heart. When she was seriously ill, no one was willing to come to the hospital to take care of her. But now that so many people were watching, all kinds of monsters and demons came to show themselves.

Ma Mei had never even thought of opening the coffin for Yang Yu and Huanhuan to let them take a look, but now she opened the coffin for someone who was not a blood relative.

After all, I was overawed by the glamorous appearance... But, what kind of heart is hidden beneath this glamorous appearance?

The mahogany lid of the coffin was slowly opened, revealing a body as thin as a dead leaf, lying cold and desolate inside.

Yang Qing climbed on the edge of the coffin, looking at the dead leaf's body. Perhaps out of fear or something else, he trembled and cried, "Wow, how come you're so thin?"

She lay on the bed, crying bitterly, which aroused the sympathy of others, who quickly pulled her aside to comfort her.

Chi Lin and Yang Jin seemed to be infected and also cried out breathlessly. For a moment, everyone surrounded them, as if they had become affectionate and filial sons.

The three sisters stood aside, isolated and helpless. Watching them cry, there was no tear in their eyes. They could not cry out their heart-wrenching sorrow, nor their tears.

They stood there numbly, not knowing whether it was because their hearts were cold or they had cried all their tears dry. Like an outsider, they were separated from the crowd by the people around them.

Yang Qing, who was surrounded by the crowd, raised his head and looked over unconsciously with a smile on his lips, as if the funny people had become Yang Yu and the others...