The mystery husband is a little bad

At the end of glucose, Mu Shenrong came.

At noon, the sun was dazzling, but Fu ran still felt cold. She curled up on the bed with her knees in her arms, like a poor abandoned cat, sobbing silently.

Mu Shenrong was also in a heavy mood, but he opened the porridge in his hand and handed it to Fu ran: "don't cry, have some porridge first. You haven't eaten in a day or a night. Come on, have some porridge first."

Fu ran shook his head. "I'm not hungry."

"Well," Mu Shenrong took the bowl of porridge and scooped it out, put it on his mouth and blew it cool, then handed it to Fu Ran's lips. "I know you're not in the mood and hungry, but there are still many things to deal with under Lin Lao. You can't fall down. Listen to me and drink the porridge first."

Fu ran took a breath of his nose and kept silent for a while. He took the bowl and spoon and said, "thank you. I'll do it myself. Have you eaten it?"

"Well, I just ate it down here."

"Oh."

Fu ran said nothing to drink porridge. He would not face it any more. He had to face it: "have you arranged everything for Lin's future?"

"All right." Mu Shenrong replied, "Lin didn't even let the nanny inform anyone about rescuing the hospital. He only let the nanny inform you. It can be seen that Lin was very concerned about you. For Lin Lao, you should also make yourself better soon. "

Fu ran sniffed and thought of what had happened before, almost crying again.

Mu Shenrong took a paper towel and wiped it on her face: "old Lin likes to be quiet. Before he left, he told me not to do things in a big way. He wanted to walk quietly, but he already knew about it. Many people came here specially, so I arranged a farewell ceremony for old Lin in the funeral hall. In his whole life, old Lin was very proud of his military service and outstanding achievements. People who remembered him were very much Many, I think the ceremony should be quiet, but it can't make him less dignified, don't you think. "

What Mu Shenrong said is reasonable. Although old Lin wants to go quietly and low-key, all his life, his disciples have the right to know the news of his leaving. So there must be many people coming to mourn. It's the best way to do a quiet and decent funeral for old Lin. so after hearing the arrangement of Mu Shenrong, Fu ran said: "you arrange it, I didn't Opinion. "

"Well, then you can have a rest."

Fu ran shook his head: "no, I still want to see Lin Lao."

Lin Lao's Lingtang is located in his own small courtyard. It is his home. It is the place he missed most in his life. Let him come back here, maybe it is his best home.

The news also spread, and gradually there were people rushing back to the funeral, but Fu ran was here, and Mu Shenrong was in charge of the overall situation.

The next day, countless flowers poured in like the tide, but everyone knew Lin's character, so there was no voice, just silently bow to Lin's portrait, then walk to Lin's body, silently look up and say goodbye.

The most unexpected thing is the old man mu, who is eighty-eight years old. But since old Lin was sent back, he has been sitting beside him and never left.

Mu Shenrong urged him to go back to have a rest several times, but he refused: "this is the last chance. I really can't be seen in the future. How can I leave? You don't have to worry about me, just let me sit here."

Leaders from higher levels also came to condole one after another. It can be seen that Mr. Lin has been respected. Minister Zhao and Zhao Ting have also come.

Minister Zhao looked sad. After seeing Lin Lao's body, he went to the corner where there was no one outside and cried bitterly. Zhao Ting looked at Fu Ran's blue face and said, "how long have you not rested? Do you know how ugly your face is? You go to have a rest, and I'll watch for you here. "

Zhao Ting wants to take off Fu Ran's clothes. Fu ran says, "no, I can."

"What can I do? Don't you see how much better you look than the dead?" As soon as the words were spoken, Zhao Ting regretted it, while Fu ran looked at him with hostile eyes.

"I'm sorry, but you really should have a rest. You can't stay up until the funeral is over. Go ahead, I'll watch for you."

When Mu Shenrong came in from the outside, he saw the pull of Fu ran and Zhao Ting, so he went forward and pulled Fu ran to his side, took off her clothes and gave them to Zhao Ting: "he is a son and a grandson. It's right to let him guard. Go, go to sleep."

Fu Ran's whole body was floating, and being pulled by Mu Shenrong was just like a puppet.

Zhao Ting turned his back and didn't say anything.

Mu Shenrong takes Fu ran to the guest room, presses her on the bed forcibly, covers the quilt: "close eyes, sleep."

Fu ran was so tired that he could not even speak. The whole world was spinning around. He closed his eyes and soon felt that the world was dark.

I don't know how long it took for Fu ran to wake up in a panic and suddenly open his eyes to see the darkness.

Knock on the head, she let her sober, but the waist of the iron arm, also can not be ignored, so that she can not move.They were like two babies holding each other together. Her ears had his heavy breath. She woke up so much, but his breath was still very smooth, without any influence. It can be seen how heavy he slept.

If she's tired these days, he's more tired. He's in charge of everything, inside and outside. He's also made his commitment to keep Lin's funeral low-key and dignified, so he's more tired than her.

Fu ran looked at his cell phone, but it was only two hours later. Seeing that he was sleeping so heavily, she couldn't bear to wake him up, so she didn't dare to move any more and closed her eyes again.

When he woke up again, it was already bright outside. Fu ran quickly sat up from the bed, but she was the only one in the bed, and Mu Shenrong was gone.

Fu ran dressed and went out. He saw Fu ran and Zhao Ting sitting at breakfast. Minister Zhao and another disciple of Lin Lao knelt on the ground to watch for Lin Lao.

Zhao Ting waved to Fu ran: "Fu ran, come to have breakfast and sit next to me."

Mu Shenrong glared at her and said, "sit next to me."

Looking at their actions, Fu ran chose a place far away from both of them to sit down and fill himself with porridge.

Mu Shenrong looked at Fu Ran's face and nodded: "today's look looks good. It seems that he slept very well last night."

When Fu ran heard this, his face was a little red: "well, it's OK."

Zhao Ting took a deep look at Mu Shenrong. He was clear about where Mu Shenrong slept last night. Now it's clearly intentional to say this, but now this occasion is not suitable for this topic.

After a good rest, I feel more relaxed. Soon, Fu Zhongqian and Shen Huan came.