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Chapter 1125 Relatives and Family

By the time Han Yu and the Han family finished holding this simple and meaningful funeral in their own home, it was already late at night.

Han Linghua is old, coupled with the emotional agitation many times today, her spirit has long been exhausted, but she still insisted on watching Han Yu preside over the funeral with her own eyes. He was supported by Han Qinse himself and sent back to the room to rest.

What made many of the Han family's cronies present feel puzzled was that Han Yu and Han Linghua, the grandparents and grandchildren, said a few words when they first met tonight, and no one saw them talking much after that. what.

Whether it's the touching scenes of the grandparents and grandchildren's harmony after being separated for many years, or Han Yu's cold and deliberately avoiding Han Linghua's overtures, neither of these situations happened.

Looking at the appearance on the face of the old lady, it didn't seem like she was unfamiliar with her grandson who hadn't been masked for more than [-] years.

Few people could understand what Han Yu and Han Linghua were thinking. Perhaps as a younger sister and granddaughter, Han Qinse could understand something. Perhaps as an old man of the Han family for many years, Pu Buhua also saw some clues.

But they all tacitly did not open their mouths to break this situation.

In their view, this is actually very good.

At least Han Yu did not resolutely show resistance to the family, and things can be done step by step.

The Han family has waited for this day for 24 years, and they don't care about spending more time.

After the feast, it should be lonely and deserted.

The lights on the lawn outside the funeral home still illuminated the sky, and the security personnel patrolled the guard dogs in shifts. As for the inside of the funeral home, most of the management staff had gone back to their rooms to rest, including the same old Pu Bu. Hua also couldn't hold back and went back to her exclusive room in the funeral parlor.

Han Yu sat alone under the eaves of an independent Korean house behind the funeral home, looking up at the night sky, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

As long as the security personnel patrolled near him, they would become extra cautious, signaling the pet dog in their hands to silence, and then respectfully walked away a little distance.

The family cemetery of the Han family is said to have been planned several generations ago, and future generations have to be extra careful even if they want to repair it. The layout of the rooms in the museum has not changed for so many years, and the one outside Large tracts of land still belong to the Han family, as well.

The person who can have his own single-family house in the private funeral home of the Han family can only be the contemporary head of the family.

The hanok that Han Yu is currently staying in is the place where Li Zai rests every time he comes to the funeral home.

According to tradition, it is the most normal thing for children to keep vigil for their dead parents.

It's just that Han Tan's situation is a little special. Everyone knows that the piece of spiritual tablet written by Han Yu himself in the mourning hall is just a spiritual symbol.

Han Tan's real ashes were placed in the small building that Pu Buhua pointed out to Han Yu when he came here, which was also independent of the museum, and only Li Zai had the key to the door lock of the small building.

Although the old lady didn't express it clearly, but of course she felt sorry for her grandson, so she directed the staff to lay a new bed for Han Yu in the Korean house where Li Zai was resting without any discussion.

Anyway, it's not true that you can't sleep during the wake, it's enough to rest near your dead parents.

As a mother, Han Linghua firmly believes that as long as her dead daughter can see her son sleeping peacefully, she can get the greatest satisfaction.

Surprisingly, Han-woo has little objection to that either.

He just accepted grandma's arrangement calmly.

"I was still wondering before, but now I understand, is it because of this?"

A low and pleasant familiar voice suddenly entered his ears.

Han Yu lowered his eyes, turned his head to look, and saw that Han Qinse, who thought he had gone to rest early, was walking towards him with a wooden tray.

This girl had already taken off her heavy black mourning dress, and put on a much lighter plain white dress. Walking under the mutual reflection of the moonlight and the lights in the distance, there was a kind of elegance and coolness that she had never seen before.

"I originally thought OPPA that you would reject grandma's kindness, but you didn't. Now I came to grandpa's room to take a look and found the key."

Han Qinse came over without seeing anything, put down the wooden plate in her hand, and under Han Yu's slightly stupefied gaze, she gracefully pulled the hem of her skirt beside him, and sat down.

"Every time you come here, no matter if it's grandpa or grandma, the aura exuding from them will make people feel very dignified, as if there are some rules that everyone must abide by in this place. Joy and laughter are strictly prohibited here. I can only put on an expressionless face here, so since I was a child, I seem to be used to this, and I have never been as casual as when I was at home. I carefully abide by the 'rules' here. Grandpa's I have almost never been to this house, so I almost forgot...Sitting here, I can just see the small building where my mother is."

After speaking, Han Qinse slightly raised her face, looked at Han Yu flatly, then turned her head and looked up at the direction Han Yu was looking at just now.

In that direction, in the distance, there is a small building independent of the funeral parlor. There are lights under it, and many security personnel are walking around and patrolling. The two of them sat under this Hanok house far away from that small building.

"OPPA, do you know? In this family cemetery of our family, for so many years, no generation has dared to change the pattern left by the ancestors without authorization, except... only when my mother died, my grandfather resisted everyone's opinions. There is such a brand-new small building outside the museum, which happens to be in the center of the field of view from his house."

"What's the point of repenting after death if you didn't treat yourself well in life?"

Han Yu, who was sitting beside him silently, finally recovered from Han Qinse's sudden familiar attitude, and said something.

Han Qinse looked back at him, then pursed her lips, lowered her head, placed the two white porcelain wine glasses on the wooden plate beside herself and Han Yu, and picked up the bottle of sake that was used for sacrifices in the funeral home The wine bottle, filled Han Yu's and his own cups with clear wine.

Then, under Han Yu's slightly frowning gaze, she picked up the wine glass, raised her head and drank it down.

The snow-white and slender neck was clearly reflected in the dim light around her, and Han Yu could even see the swallowing movement of her throat.

"OPPA, do you know? In fact, this 'OPPA', I wanted to say it to you a long time ago."

After putting down the wine glass, such a sentence came out of Han Qinse's mouth.

Han Yu's gaze subconsciously met her eyes, but he saw tears glistening, and the rims of his eyes had turned red at some point...

　First more.

　　There should be an ending chapter, but I don't know if it can be published before the early morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)