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Chapter 1123 Relatives and Family

More than ten days ago, Park Buhua's last sentence to persuade Han Yu to stay did not stop Han Yu, but only returned a sentence of "I will consider it".

This is also the reason why Han Yu has been deliberately keeping a certain distance from Taeyeon these days.

He wants to fill his brain with daily work and work, squeeze out all those distracting thoughts, and then use the emptied mind to think about this issue.

A question that has been bothering Han Yu since the moment he opened his eyes at the scene of the car accident——

Who is my relative?

In Han Yu's concept, "relatives" and "family" are different.

In his opinion, Lin's father and Lin Yuner's sisters are family members, Taeyeon and the others can also be regarded as family members now, and even the Zheng family can also be said to be his family members.

As for relatives, they simply rely on that thin layer of blood to maintain the relationship.

It has to be said that the direction of the matter was far beyond Han Yu's expectation.

He had thought about the relationship between the long-dead lady of the Han family and his biological mother, but he had never thought about it... She is "she"!
No one would joke about this kind of thing, let alone the Han family who had a good relationship with him, and they had no reason to joke with themselves.

The appraisal report in front of Han Yu strongly stimulated his eyes.

He was so focused on leaving that day that he didn't even have the heart to arrange for Deacon Yin to check the authenticity of the matter later.

Nor does it matter authenticity.

Han Yu found helplessly and bitterly that when Pu Buhua told him the truth that no one had thought of, he felt extremely incredible in his heart, and at the same time, he chose to believe the other party's words very easily.

He seemed to have a premonition.

The meeting with Taeyeon can be regarded as a small episode. Even if there is nothing unusual about Taeyeon today, Han Yu has already made up his mind to meet the Han family before going abroad.

Some things have to be faced and resolved. Judging from the strength shown by the other party, now that he has found the door, Han Yu also reckons that he will not be able to get rid of it so easily.

An old couple who have silently endured the death of their only child for many years, no one can imagine how strong their desire to find the blood left by their children is.

What's more, now that things are going on, Han Yu will not naively think that Li Zai and his wife are just a pair of old people with a lot of money.

Pu Buhua came to greet Han Yu herself.

Seeing the old man over sixty bent over in an extremely humble manner, standing by the open car door, asking himself to get in the car, Han Yu couldn't utter any sarcastic words other than frowning.

Speechless all the way.

It wasn't until this luxurious black Bentley drove to the foot of Bukhansan Mountain in the north of Seoul that Han Yu looked through the car window at the majestic funeral parlor that was brightly lit at night not far ahead, and then asked: "Where is this?"

"This is our private family cemetery."

Pu Buhua, who was sitting opposite Han Yu, seemed to have prepared a draft for a long time. As soon as she opened her mouth, she said to Han Yu in a gentle tone that was difficult to refuse: "Before the results of the appraisal report come out Afterwards, the wife brought the young lady to live here often, chanting scriptures and praying for the deceased eldest lady... Have you seen the independent small attic next to it? Inside... the ashes of the eldest lady are enshrined. Our family inheritance For more than 600 years, since modern times, the eldest lady is the only one who has not been buried. Madam often said that she does not want to see the eldest lady staying in the cold and humid underground for many years."

Is there any family in Korea that can pass on the tradition for more than 600 years?

After hearing Pu Buhua's words that obviously contained a lot of personal feelings, Han Yu fell silent for a while, and then asked, "Then... where's the old man?"

When he mentioned Li Zai again, Han Yu suddenly realized that the kind-hearted and wise old man in his mind seemed to have become much blurred.

Instead, it was an unspeakably deep, even hazy...

Even if he has remorse in his heart, what kind of failure is a father who can force his daughter to flee to a foreign country?
Han Yu didn't even want to delve into what happened back then, he felt that all he needed to see was the current result.

"My lord... after knowing that you decided to come, young master, he went to Blue House alone."

"The Blue House?"

"Correct!"

Hearing the old man in front of him say this place name that is very out of reach in the minds of countless Koreans without changing his face, Han Yu frowned and asked, "What is he going to Qingwadae for?"

He doesn't care what Lee Jae's late-night visit to the Blue House represents. While Koreans are learning from the West to realize democracy and freedom, at least on the surface, they are infinitely drawing the image of the president and the government towards the people. As an ordinary elderly citizen, Li Zai also has the right to go to the Blue House and knock on the door in the middle of the night.

The problem is, Han Yu wants to know, what does his coming have to do with Li Zai's going to the Blue House?
In other words, he wanted to know, what was Li Zai's purpose in going to Blue House?
Pu Buhua should have seen the meaning behind Han Yu's question, this loyal old man played a riddle to Han Yu directly, and replied: "You will know some things in the future, young master, and the adults will personally Let me tell you. As for now, you just need to know that your lord is making the best preparations for your return."

Han Yu stared at Pu Buhua steadfastly, and after a while, he turned his face expressionlessly, and cast his gaze out of the car window again.

"The word 'return', you are using it too early."

"Do not."

Pu Buhua shook her head, looked at Han Yu with a particularly affirmative expression, and said firmly: "You will definitely come back! Because of your grandfather, your grandmother, your sister, and even your dead parents , are all here..."

Han Yu didn't answer Pu Buhua's words.

The bright light outside the car window, which is distinct from the night, is like a silhouette of alternating light and shadow, casting on his side face, reflecting two faint lights in those dark eyes...

……

"People are here."

Accompanied by a group of bodyguards in black, Han Yu just followed Pu Buhua into the reception hall of the funeral home, when he saw the two figures who had been waiting for a long time in the central sofa area of ​​the hall.

Two women, one old and one young, one with grizzled hair at the temples, and one with black and silky hair, who is in youth. The same thing is that they are wearing black and white plain clothes, and the hair is wearing a Small and delicate white flower hair accessory.

Before Han Yu and the two approached, Han Linghua couldn't sit still and stood up and walked over.

After getting close, Han Yu could clearly see that the old lady's eyes were already red when she was staring at him.

She stood in front of Han Yu, tremblingly wanting to raise a somewhat skinny hand to stroke his cheek lightly, but in the middle of the movement, she stopped by herself, and tears kept flowing down her cheeks. Gu Gu's old face fell down.

Pu Buhua walked over with a set of black men's suits. Through the transparent plastic pockets, people could see the newness and neatness of this suit, as if it had just been tailor-made for Han Yu not long ago.

"Children... a lot of words, we will talk about them later..."

Han Linghua finally spoke.

The kindness and cheerfulness of the past turned into that hoarse and trembling old voice at this moment.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Han Yu's wrist. Then, under his staring gaze, she said seriously and gently, "Your mother has been away for 24 years...she has also been enshrined here for 24 years." Years... But I never felt that she was really gone! I never felt that she was going away with peace of mind! I felt that neither I nor that person were qualified to preside over her funeral! Back then, I sent her here with my own hands. It's just me, a bad old woman, just trying to make myself feel at ease! It's okay now... It's okay now... You're here... You're finally here... Your mother's funeral, you should preside over it! The mourner, you come Do!"

Han Linghua's difficult but sonorous words echoed in the quiet hall.

Han Yu subconsciously looked at the black suit that Pu Buhua carefully held in front of him.

No matter where in the world, black and white are the heaviest tones.

Han Yu saw a white armband on the left arm of this black suit.

There are two black lines printed on the armband.

The white armband represents the identity of the mourner, while the two black lines represent the identity of the immediate family members.

immediate family...

Han Yu turned his head involuntarily, and glanced around him in a trance.

He saw Han Linghua's red and swollen eyes, he saw the deep hope in Pu Buhua's tense old face, and he also saw that he was looking at himself and looking at himself with an extremely complicated and gentle look. Han Qinse who came.

Finally, he bowed his head in silence for a long time.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to become more and more silent because of this, and almost everyone's hearts were sinking.

It was not Li Zai's idea to let Han Yu be the head of the funeral and preside over Han Tan's funeral again. In fact, in the eyes of Pu Buhua and others, if they told Han Yu that it was Li Zai's intention, they would I am afraid that this young master will refuse without hesitation.

Deceiving yourself and others with a thick skin does not mean that you can really deceive yourself.

Anyone can guess, and everyone can understand, Han Yu's resistance to the Han family.

But even so, they hoped to see Han Yu offer a stick of incense to Han Tan with their own eyes.

This is not only the demon in the Han family's heart for so many years, but also their obsession!

But now it seems...

"Where is the mourning hall?"

Just when Pu Buhua and the others were about to despair, a deep voice like the sounds of nature came into their ears.

Many people raised their heads in surprise.

Han Yu reached out and took the black suit from Pu Buhua's hand, and tried hard not to look at the instant glow in Han Linghua's red eyes, and Han Qinse bit her lower lip and stared at herself tightly. look.

He pursed his lips, and deliberately repeated his question to Pu Buhua, who was also full of ecstasy, in an extremely indifferent tone.

"Where is my mother's mourning hall...?"

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(End of this chapter)