Will Love in Spring Episode 7 Recap
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The incident happened so suddenly that no one was prepared. Overwhelmed with grief, Liao Tao was unable to manage the funeral arrangements. As a result, Uncle He's comrades and friends set up the mourning hall in advance, waiting for Zhuang Jie to return from Shanghai to take over. Zhuang Yan brought He Niaoniao to the vigil area.
Realizing that she was about to lose her father too, He Niaoniao threw herself into Zhuang Jie’s arms and cried bitterly, deeply moving everyone present. At that moment, Liao Tao stayed at the funeral home, waiting for Chen Maidong to arrange He Zhangyue’s final appearance.
When her gaze fell on the cabinet full of facial reconstruction materials, Chen Maidong patiently explained that this technique was used to preserve dignity for the deceased with facial damage, as manual restoration alone would be extremely difficult. Liao Tao immediately understood and asked Chen Maidong to take good care of He Zhangyue. Chen Maidong promised to do his best.
Looking at the black-and-white portrait of Uncle He at the mourning hall, Zhuang Jie had no time to grieve, as she had to personally handle all kinds of matters. Due to local customs, the obituary had to be issued under the name of a son, and not a daughter or wife.
So even though Zhuang Yan was not He Zhangyue’s biological son, Zhuang Jie still asked him to return home and complete the tasks entrusted by Uncle Yang, and return to keep vigil in the second half of the night. Once the final preparations were complete, Chen Maidong bowed slightly to the deceased and asked Liao Tao to personally put shoes on He Zhangyue. Though Liao Tao tried to hold back her sorrow, tears streamed from her eyes uncontrollably.
In the end, she could no longer contain her emotions and collapsed beside her husband’s feet, crying her heart out. After receiving the guests who came to pay their respects, Zhuang Jie stood silently at the door of the mortuary. Watching the scene unfold, she too burst into tears. In the late night hours, Zhuang Yan and He Niaoniao began to nod off, their energy completely drained after a day of tears and exhaustion.
Due to her leg condition, Zhuang Jie couldn’t kneel. After standing with difficulty for a long time, she finally rose and placed a custom-made banner in front of the portrait, then broke down crying again. Seeing this, Chen Maidong stepped forward to support her and suggested she take a short rest. Zhuang Jie tearfully expressed her regret that she never got to call him “Dad,” and now it was too late.
Chen Maidong brought Zhuang Jie to the funeral home’s lounge to help her calm down. Zhuang Jie thought of her biological father and Uncle He, who treated her like his own daughter, and suddenly felt that the women of the Liao family were fated to suffer.
Chen Maidong countered that the passing of loved ones is an inevitable part of life, a signal from the heavens to remind us that the most dependable shield is gone, and that soon, it will be our turn. Precisely because life has limits, we must strive harder to live, to create, and to love. Chen Maidong then told Zhuang Jie a sorrowful story from when he was seventeen.
Because he missed a phone call, he lost his close friend Song Ran forever. He witnessed Song Ran’s body lying on the ground. At the time, he couldn’t grasp the concept of death. He only felt confusion and recklessness, until his master woke him with a slap.
After handling Song Ran’s body, his master personally scrubbed his bloodstained shoes and washed his feet, telling him that death always comes unexpectedly, and regret alone is useless—there must always be people to carry on the work. It was because of his master that Chen Maidong resolutely chose to work in the funeral industry. But he never imagined that one day he would personally see his master off.
Chen Maidong told Zhuang Jie that the essence of loss is learning to accept it, and that even the hardest times will eventually pass. He remembered his master’s words: “Those who are meant to leave will always leave—you can’t hold on to them. As human beings, all we can do is mourn with dignity. ”That night, the He family’s front door bore the obituary notice. The house was silent, with dust floating under the dim lights.
In the large living room, only Liao Tao remained, sitting quietly beside the cupboard, fiddling with ingredients for braised chicken. Tears brimmed in her eyes, stirring a deep sense of sorrow in anyone who saw her.
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