Ten days ago, Park Buhua's last sentence of retention did not make Han Yu stop, but only changed back to the sentence "I will consider it".

This is also the reason why Han Woo 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 distractions, and then use his empty mind to think about this problem.

A question that has always plagued Han Yu since the moment he opened his eyes at the scene of the car accident-

Who are your relatives?

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

In his opinion, the two sisters Father Lin and Lin Yuna are family, and Taeyeon and them can be regarded as family now, and even the Zheng family can also be said to be his family.

And relatives are simply the objects that rely on that weak blood relationship to maintain the relationship.

I have to say that the direction of things was far beyond Han Yu's expectations.

He had thought that maybe the eldest lady of the Han family, who had passed away for a long time, had some connection with his biological mother, but he never thought about it...... She is "her"!

No one would joke about this kind of thing, let alone the Han family, who had a good relationship with him, and they didn't have any reason to joke with themselves.

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

That day, he just buried his head and left, and he didn't even have the intention of arranging for Deacon Yin to verify the authenticity of this matter afterwards.

It doesn't matter if it's authentic.

Han Yu helplessly and hatefully found that when Park Buhua told him the truth that no one thought of, his heart actually felt extremely incredible at the same time, 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 is a big episode, even if Taeyeon doesn't have any abnormal situation today, Han Woo has already made up his mind to meet the Han family before going abroad.

Some things have to be faced and solved, and judging from the strength shown by the other party, since he has found the door, Han Yu also estimates 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 is to find the bloodline left by their children.

What's more, even now, Han Yu would not be naïve to think that Li Zai and his wife were just a pair of old men with a lot of money.

Park Buhua came to greet Han Yu in person.

Seeing the old man who was over sixty years old bending over in an extremely humble posture, standing next to the open car door, and inviting himself to get into the car, Han Yu couldn't say any cold words except frowning.

Nothing to say all the way.

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

"This is our family's private family cemetery. ”

Pu Buhua, who was sitting opposite Han Yu, seemed to have prepared the manuscript a long time ago, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said to Han Yu in a gentle tone that was difficult to refuse: "After the results of the previous appraisal report came out, Madame took the young lady to live here and chanted and prayed for the deceased eldest lady...... Do you see the detached little attic next to it? ...... It enshrines the ashes of the eldest lady. Our family has been inherited for more than 600 years, and in modern times, the eldest lady is the only one who has not been buried. Madame often said that she did not want to see the eldest lady stay in the cold and damp underground for a long time. ”

What other family in Korea has been able to pass on for more than 600 years?

After hearing Pu Buhua's words, which obviously contained a lot of personal feelings, Han Yu was 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 old man who had been in his mind and seemed to be quite kind and wise seemed to have become much more blurred.

Instead, there is an indescribable depth, even a haze......

Even if he has remorse, what a 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 it was enough for him to just see the result now.

"Your Excellency...... After knowing that the young master had decided to come over, he went to the Blue House alone. ”

"Blue House?"

"Yes!"

Hearing the old man in front of him say this place name that was very unattainable in the minds of countless Koreans, Han Yu frowned and asked, "What is he doing at the Blue House?"

He didn't care what Lee Jae's late night visit to the Blue House represented, South Koreans learned from the West to achieve democracy and freedom, at least on the surface, the image of the president and the government was infinitely drawn in the direction of being close to the people, even as an ordinary elderly citizen, Lee Jae also had the right to go to the Blue House in the middle of the night to knock on the door.

The question is, Han Yu wants to know, what does his arrival have to do with Lee Jae's trip to the Blue House?

Or, he wanted to know, what was the purpose of Lee Jae's visit to the Blue House?

Pu Buhua should have seen the meaning behind Han Yu's question, and the loyal old man directly played a dumb riddle to Han Yu and replied: "There are some things, young master, you will know in the future, and the adult will tell you personally." For now, all you need to know is that the adults are making the best preparations for your return. ”

Han Yu looked at Park Buhua steadily, and after a while, he turned his face sideways expressionlessly and cast his gaze out of the car window again.

"You used the word 'return' too early. ”

"Nope. ”

Pu Buhua shook his head, looked at Han Yu with an extremely positive expression, and said firmly: "You will definitely come back!" because your grandfather, your grandmother, your sister, and even your deceased parents are all here to ......."

Regarding Pu Buhua's words, Han Yu did not answer.

The bright light outside the car window and the night were like silhouettes alternating between light and shadow, casting on the side of his face, reflecting two faint lights in his dark eyes......

……

"The man has arrived. ”

Accompanied by a group of black-clothed bodyguards, Han Yu had just followed Park Buhua into the hospitality hall of the funeral home, and he saw the two figures who had been waiting in the sofa area in the center of the hall for a long time.

Two women, one old and one young, one with gray sideburns, the other with black hair and shiny and in their youth, the same thing is that they are wearing black and white plain clothes, and the small and delicate white flower hair ornament they wear in their hair.

Without waiting for Han Yu and the two to approach, Han Linghua couldn't sit still and stood up and walked over.

When he got closer, Han Yu saw clearly that the old lady's eyes were already red when she stared at her.

She stood in front of Han Yu, a somewhat thin hand trembling and trying to lift up and gently stroke his cheek, but halfway through the movement, she stopped by herself, and tears continued to fall down her old face full of ravines.

Pu Buhua walked over with a black men's suit, and through the transparent plastic pocket, people could see the brand-new and straight of this dress, as if it had been tailor-made for Han Yu not long ago.

"Kid...... A lot of words, we'll talk about ...... later."

Han Linghua finally spoke.

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

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Han Yu's wrist, and then in his stunned gaze, word by word, she said seriously and softly: "Your mother has been gone for twenty-four years...... She was also enshrined here for twenty-four years...... But I didn't feel like she was really gone! I didn't feel like she was at ease when she left! I didn't think I was qualified to officiate at her funeral with that person, neither of us! I sent her here with my own hands, but it was just me, a bad old woman, to make myself feel at ease! It's okay now...... It's good now...... There you are...... You're finally here...... You should preside over your mother's funeral!

Han Linghua's harsh and sonorous words echoed in the quiet hall.

Han Yu subconsciously looked at Park Buhua and carefully took the black suit in front of him.

Everywhere in the world, black and white are the heaviest hues.

Han Yu saw that on the left arm of this black suit, he was wearing a white armband.

On the armband, two black lines are printed.

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

Immediate family members......

Han Yu couldn't help but turn his head, his eyes scanning his surroundings in a trance.

He saw Han Linghua's red and swollen eyes, he saw the deep expectation in Pu Buhua's tense old face, and he also saw Han Qinse, who was looking at him with an incomparably complex and incomparably soft look, and was walking towards him.

In the end, he bowed his head and was silent for a long time.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to be getting quieter and quieter because of this, and almost everyone's hearts were sinking.

It was not Li Zai's idea to let Han Yu take the role of the mourner and preside over Han Zai's funeral again, in fact, in the eyes of Park Buhua and others, if they told Han Yu that this matter was what Li Zai meant, their little young master would probably refuse without hesitation.

Being cheeky does not mean that you can really deceive yourself.

Anyone can guess and understand, Han Yu's resistance to the Han family in his heart.

But Rao is like this, they want to be able to see Han Yu put a stick of incense on Han Yu with their own eyes.

This is not only the magic barrier in the hearts of the Han family for so many years, but also their obsession!

But for now......

"Where's the mourning hall?"

Just when Pu Buhua and the others were about to despair, a low voice like a heavenly sound came into their ears.

Many people looked up in surprise all at once.

Han Yu reached out and took the black suit in Pu Buhua's hand, trying to control himself from looking at the instant glow in Han Linghua's red eyes, and Han Qinse's gaze that bit her lower lip and stared at her tightly.

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

"My Mother's Funeral Hall...... Where?"

……

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