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The nurse repeated herself, and Jiang Yang could feel his hands trembling as he gripped the paper tightly. He ran over to ask his grandfather in disbelief.

"Grandpa, what exactly happened?"

"My house caught fire, and by the time I got back, the fire brigade had already rescued everyone and taken them to the hospital."

Grandpa Jiang didn't go straight home after dinner; he went to his old house and was thus spared from disaster.

"Where is Mom? Where is Mom?!"

Jiang Yang realized the seriousness of the situation, clenched his fists, and forced himself to calm down.

"The lady is still being treated."

Grandpa Jiang didn't speak, but Youjun replied with a single sentence.

After an unknown amount of time, the red light in the emergency room went out, and a nurse came out, took off her mask, and said, "Resuscitation efforts failed."

Grandpa Jiang was stunned as if struck by lightning; once again, he, a white-haired man, had outlived his black-haired son.

Jiang Yi's pupils dilated, clearly in disbelief, and she staggered involuntarily. Chi Ruiche quickly hugged her from behind.

"How could there be a fire so suddenly?" Everything happened so suddenly that no one could react in time.

"A fire was caused by a faulty electrical wiring in the kitchen. Because it was the middle of the night, the young master and his wife were resting. By the time they discovered it, the fire had already spread to the second floor."

Youjun consulted the fire department about these matters. "When the firefighters arrived at the scene, the young master and his wife were trapped on the second floor. Unfortunately, the second-floor room had burglar bars on the windows, so there was no way for them to jump out and escape."

Jiang Yang tried hard to suppress his emotions. He forced himself to stay calm because the Jiang family needed him, and he couldn't afford to lose control of his emotions at this time.

"Grandpa, let's take Mom and Dad home."

"Ah."

Grandpa Jiang gripped his cane tightly, his hand trembling as he patted Jiang Yang's shoulder, trying his best to control his emotions.

Early in the morning, newspapers large and small in Xi'an were reporting on the fire, with the headline "Jiang Family House Catches Fire, Jiang Couple Perishes in Flames." Many reporters even camped out at the hospital entrance, hoping to be the first to get exclusive information.

Many people came to the Jiang family's old house. The Chi family members rushed over early in the morning, all with solemn expressions. The incident happened so suddenly that no one could accept it.

"Xiaoyang, the funeral home has arrived."

Aunt Meng led a few people in and discussed the procedures with the family. The mourning hall was set up in the main living room, and the Jiang couple were placed in an ice coffin. According to custom, they would be cremated on the third day.

Therefore, you must take care of your health.

Grandpa Chi didn't know what to say. He was already devastated by the loss of his daughter, and now he was burying his son. He really didn't know how to comfort his old friend.

"Uncle Jiang, don't think too much. These children still need your support," Mrs. Chi comforted him, hoping that the old man could hold on for his grandson's sake.

Grandpa Jiang waved his hand, indicating that he could hold on as long as he could, and that he couldn't afford to fall down now.

"Old squad leader, it's because I'm lucky that I stole my children's good fortune."

My grandfather, who has never believed in ghosts or gods, actually blamed himself for everything.

Upon receiving the news, Jiang Weiqing immediately went to the hospital. He never expected that he would hear the news of his elder brother's death before the weekend arrived, even though he had made plans to go fishing with him that weekend. When he received the call, he was stunned and could not calm down for a long time.

Everything happened so suddenly, just like the day my younger sister left. Back then, my older brother was still by my side comforting me, but now all that's left is her cold body.

Jiang Yang and his second uncle handled the funeral arrangements, and relatives and friends arrived one after another. Jiang Yi remained calm and followed Jiang Yang in handling the arrangements, including choosing a portrait and a burial plot. He spent the rest of the time with his grandfather.

Jiang Chen, the second uncle's son, also returned from the army and kept vigil with Jiang Yang, Chi Ruiche, and Abu. Jiang Yi stayed with her grandfather until he fell asleep, and then came to the mourning hall and stubbornly refused to leave. They couldn't persuade her otherwise, so they had to let her be.