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

Han Linghua is very old, and she has been emotionally excited again today, and her spirit has long been exhausted, but she still holds on to her body, and she has to watch Han Yu finish the funeral with her own eyes, and it was not until the whole funeral was over that she was personally supported by Han Qinse 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 two ancestors and grandsons, had said a word or two when they first met tonight, and no one had seen the two of them say anything after that.

Whether it is the touching scene of harmony between the ancestors and grandchildren after being separated for many years, or Han Yu's cold and deliberate avoidance of Han Linghua's overtures, neither of these situations has happened.

Looking at the old lady's appearance on her face, it doesn't seem to mean that she is unfamiliar with her eldest grandson, who has not been masked for more than 20 years.

Almost no one can understand what Han Yu and Han Linghua are thinking, maybe Han Qinse, as a sister and granddaughter, can understand something, or maybe as an old man of the Han family for many years, Pu Buhua also sees some clues.

But none of them tacitly did not open their mouths to break this situation.

In their opinion, this is actually very good.

At least Han Yu didn't resolutely show resistance to his family, and things could be done slowly step by step.

The Han family had been waiting for this day for twenty-four years, and they didn't care about spending more time.

After the feast, it was lonely and lonely.

The lights on the lawn outside the funeral home still reflected the sky, and the security personnel took turns to patrol with guard dogs, and as for the museum, most of the management personnel had returned to their rooms to rest, including the equally old Pu Buhua, who couldn't support himself back to his exclusive room in the funeral home.

Han Woo sat alone under the eaves of a separate hanok behind the funeral home, looking up at the night sky, unable to sleep for a long time.

Security personnel would be extra cautious whenever they patrolled his vicinity, signaling for their dogs to silence them, and then respectfully moving away a little.

The Han family's family cemetery is said to have been planned for generations, and future generations will have to be extra careful even if they want to repair it, and the layout of the rooms in the museum has not changed for so many years, and the same is true of the large piece of land outside the museum that still belongs to the Han family.

People who can have their own single-family house in the Han family's private funeral home can only be the contemporary head of the family.

The hanok that Han Woo is currently living in is the place where Lee Jae rests after every visit to the funeral home.

Traditionally, it is most normal for children to hold wakes for their deceased parents.

It's just that Han Yu's situation is slightly special, and everyone knows that the spiritual seat written by Han Yu himself on the mourning hall is just a spiritual symbol.

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

Although the old lady didn't say it explicitly, of course she felt sorry for her grandson in her heart, so she didn't discuss and direct the people to lay a new bed for Han Yu in the Hanhouse where Li Zai was resting.

Anyway, it's not true that the wake can't sleep, it's enough to rest near the deceased parents.

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

Surprisingly, Han Yu did not raise any objections to this.

He just accepted his grandmother's arrangement with a calm face.

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

A familiar, low, melodious voice suddenly came into my ears.

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

This girl has taken off the heavy black mourning dress, put on a much lighter plain white dress, and walked under the interplay of the moonlight and the lights in the distance, there is a kind of elegance and coldness that she has never seen before.

"I originally thought that OPPA would refuse Grandma's kindness, but you didn't, but now I come to Grandpa's house and take a look, and I realize the key. ”

Han Qinse walked over without seeing it, put down the wooden plate in his hand, and sat down with a skirt beside him under Han Yu's slightly stunned gaze.

"Every time you come here, whether it's your grandfather or your grandmother, the aura they exude will make people feel very dignified, as if there are some rules that everyone must follow in this place, there is no joy and laughter here, and anyone who enters here can only put on a blank face, so from childhood to adulthood, it seems that I am also used to this, and it is never as casual as when I was at home. Carefully follow the 'rules' here. I've almost never been to my grandfather's house, so I almost forgot about it...... Sitting here, I can see the small building where my mother is. ”

As he spoke, Han Qinse raised his face slightly, glanced at Han Yu with a flat gaze, and then turned his head and looked up in the direction that Han Yu was looking at just now.

In that direction, there was a small building in the distance that was separate from the outside of the funeral home, with lights shining below, and there were many security personnel walking around and patrolling, looking detached and protected, but at this time, the two people who should have been in the small building were sitting under this hanok far away from the 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 their ancestors without authorization, but ...... Only when my mother died, my grandfather overrode public opinion and built such a brand-new small building outside the museum, which happened to fall in the center of his visible vision of this house. ”

"If you don't treat it well in life, what's the point of repenting after death?"

Han Yu, who was sitting next to him and was silent, finally came back to his senses from the familiar attitude that Han Qinse suddenly showed and opened his mouth to speak.

Han Qinse glanced back at him, then pursed his lips, lowered his head, and placed the two white porcelain-like wine glasses on the wooden plate beside himself and Han Yu, and then picked up the bottle of sake that contained the sake of the sacrificial land in the funeral parlor, and filled Han Yu and his own cups with clear liquor.

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

The snow-white slender neck was particularly visible in the dim light around her, and Han Woo could even see the swallowing motion of her throat.

"OPPA, YOU KNOW? ACTUALLY, I'VE WANTED TO SAY 'OPPA' TO YOU FOR A LONG TIME. ”

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

Han Yudi's eyes subconsciously met her eyes, but he saw tears flickering, and the circles under her eyes had already turned red......

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