My girlfriend died in the past

Chapter 139 What? She used to be our neighbor?!
It took more than ten minutes for Zhuang Xiao to get home.

After entering the door, he glanced at the dining room table and saw that the key to Mrs. Lu’s house was still there.

Zhuang Xiao took a look and called Dong Zeyu again.

The call was quickly connected.

Zhuang Xiao said directly: "Master, are you still in the hospital? Give the phone to my mother first."

Someone soon answered the call.

"What's wrong, son?"

"Mom, where did you put your passbook?"

"It's in our bedroom, on the second level of the middle drawer after you open the cabinet. By the way, the key to your grandma Lu's house is still on the table. Remember to go to her room and get her medical insurance card. It should be wrapped in a cotton coat in the cabinet."

"Okay, I see."

"Come quickly."

"Got it, I'm hanging up now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Xiao pushed the door open and entered his parents' bedroom. He sat down beside the bed, opened the cabinet and began to search the middle drawer.

But the moment he opened the drawer, he was stunned.

Just because there is a small photo frame inside, and there is a photo in the frame.

The photo itself was nothing special, but there was a person in the photo who looked very familiar to Zhuang Xiao, and he had just seen him not long ago.

That’s right! It’s the young An Lan!

The An Lan in the photo is probably in her twenties or thirties, but at most should be in her early forties. In short, she looks very young in the photo, but she looks a little older than the photo of Director Cui of the welfare home.

She was sitting on a stool in a white coat, looking very intellectual.

And behind her stood four people.

Standing on the left was a couple who were probably in their thirties or forties, and the same was true on the right.

However, the faces of these four people were quite weathered, especially the couple on the left, whose skin was dark and full of wrinkles. As a result, the four of them looked older than An Lan who was sitting in the front.

At this moment, both couples were holding a child in their arms.

Standing next to the couple on the left with a rough complexion was a little girl with a mushroom head, about three or four years old.

Zhuang Xiao was confused.

In this photo, he recognizes the couple with rough skin on the left!

Those are his grandparents!
The person they were holding in their arms was Zhuang Xiao's father! The little girl was his aunt!
I don't recognize the couple on the right.

"Is it so outrageous? My grandparents actually know An Lan?"

Looking at the couple on the right side of the photo, Zhuang Xiao suddenly felt that the woman looked familiar.

He seemed to have thought of something, casually put the passbook next to the photo frame into his pocket, rushed back to the dining table, picked up the key to Old Lady Lu's house, went out, closed the door, and went straight to the seventh floor.

After entering Mrs. Lu's house, he rushed into the old lady's bedroom, and his eyes fell on the box in the corner.

He and Shu Die also looked through the box yesterday, but they didn't look carefully inside.

This time he would take a closer look.

So he opened the box and began to rummage through it. Finally, in addition to the passbook, medical insurance card and ID card wrapped in the cotton coat, he found the photo frame wrapped in another woolen sweater.

On the photo frame was the same photo that I had just seen in my parents' bedroom.

Now it’s confirmed.

The couple on the right in the photo are Mrs. Lu and her husband.

And the person they were holding in their arms was An Shihong.

Zhuang Xiao put the photo back, then turned around, went downstairs, rode his electric scooter to the hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, he happened to see Dong Zeyu walking out. After seeing him, Dong Zeyu came up to him, "Brother Zhuang, you're here? Uncle and aunt are downstairs in the morgue, you go over, I have to go back to handle the formalities first."

"What procedure?"

"Well, after I get the death certificate from the hospital, I have to close the account in class, and then I have to go to the Citizens' Home in two days. After the death, the pension will be paid directly to the account for nine months, and then the pension account will be cancelled."

Dong Zeyu instructed him, "I remember that Brother Zhuang, did you go to the Fifth Hospital to see the old lady's son two days ago?"

Zhuang Xiao nodded, "That's true."

Dong Zeyu hurriedly asked, "How is his mental state?"

Zhuang Xiao thought for a moment and said, "When he's not sick, he's just like a normal person."

"." Dong Zeyu thought to himself that this was nonsense.

"But the hospital said he will be able to be discharged next month, so he should have no problem leading a normal life, provided he doesn't get sick again," Zhuang Xiao added.

"That's fine. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to give him his pension passbook after I finish the formalities here, and bring him here at the same time. I hope he won't be upset and get sick by then."

Dong Zeyu rubbed his temples and said, "There are so many troubles."

"You chose to be a community police officer, so you have to do it even if you cry." Zhuang Xiao patted his shoulder, "Okay, you go back and do your work first. I'll go downstairs and give the old lady her ID card and medical insurance card."

"Okay, I'll go over first." Dong Zeyu said goodbye and left.

Zhuang Xiao took the elevator down to the underground floor, which was obviously much more gloomy.

He saw the lobby door was open, so he walked in.

I saw a large wreath placed right in front of the lobby, surrounded by elegiac couplets, and in front of the wreath and couplets was a coffin with a transparent lid. There was electricity underneath the coffin to keep the temperature inside low.

Zhuang Xiao leaned over to take a look and saw a white-haired old man inside, but it was a man, not Mrs. Lu.

"Son, this way!"

My mother was standing at the door of the side hall and calling him.

Zhuang Xiao hurried over and saw Mrs. Lu lying in the same low-temperature coffin.

Zhuang Xiao looked around the small hall and found that not only were there no wreaths or funeral couplets, but there were also several coffins of the same type placed against the wall. The only difference was that although those coffins were powered to keep the temperature low, their top covers were not made of transparent glass.

Zhuang Xiao grinned, "You guys are quite good at saving money."

"The person is gone and no one comes to pay their respects, so why make such a fuss?" My mother also complained.

Dad shook his head and sighed, "We just need to send the old man off. This place only allows seven days at most. I've paid for five days. When the time comes, we can contact the crematorium to burn the ashes first, and then put them at the old man's home. We can think of other things later."

"The old man's son will be discharged from the hospital next month. I met Dong Pang when I came down just now. He said he would go to the hospital the day after tomorrow to check on him, or he could pick him up first to see him for the last time before going to the crematorium."

"That's fine. We haven't seen Anzi for a long time. It's because of this."

Dad shook his head and sighed, then saw Zhuang Xiao looking around, and then he said unhappily, "What are you looking at?"

"No, I just saw in TV dramas that the morgues always have a stretcher pulled out from the wall with the body inside. How come I can't find this one?" Zhuang Xiao was quite curious.

"That's a big hospital, and not every hospital is like that." Dad patted him on the back and said, "Okay, bring the stuff over and you're good to go. Stay away from places like this. I'll have to contact the crematorium to send a car to pick up the body in five days.

"That night you should go to bed early and take a leave from work. We need to lend a hand. We need to send them off at around 5 a.m. so that we can catch up with the first furnace to start burning."

Zhuang Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Is there such a thing?"

"It's not that I'm particular, it's that there are no other people's ashes in the first furnace." Dad explained, "If the ashes are mixed together later, who knows how many other people's ashes are in your urn.

"That's what happened when your grandfather passed away."

".Okay." Zhuang Xiao had no objection.

He took out Mrs. Lu's ID card, passbook, medical insurance card, and the other party's house key and handed them to his mother, and then asked, "By the way, I saw a photo in your drawer, and then I saw the same photo at Grandma Lu's house. I think I have seen the woman sitting in front in a textbook. Does our family know this important person?"

"Photos?" Dad was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Oh, you mean Aunt An, she's a great scientist, and she was your grandparents' leader before. Your grandparents were brought together by her. Later, Aunt An was our neighbor for a while."

Zhuang Xiao perked up, "Tell me more!"

Is there such an inside story?
(End of this chapter)