Chapter 584: You're My Pride!

Yinnu decided to stay in Yanjing for a while.

But Lin Ze was not informed of the deadline. This means that the silver girl may or may not leave at any time.

This is very exciting news, at least for Lin Ze, this news undoubtedly makes him very happy.

A girl's family, always wandering around outside, is not a good thing after all. Being able to stay in Yanjing for a while will improve the quality of life of the silver girl, and on the other hand, it will make Lin Ze worry less about her. It doesn't matter if she's strong enough to tie with herself. In the eyes of men, women are always weak, which is the root of the inferiority of countless men. It is also the guidance of public opinion. Brother Xiaolin is not exempt from vulgarity.

It's just that before Lin Ze was happy for a minute, the silver girl said, "I won't live with you." ”

"Why?" Lin Ze frowned slightly.

"Need a reason?" The silver girl asked rhetorically.

"Don't you need it?" Lin Ze continued to ask.

"Do you need it?" The silver girl said lightly.

“――”

Lin Ze felt that he really didn't need to ask anymore. Silver girl, she can listen to herself, she can do anything. But there are some things that she doesn't trust anyone anymore once she makes a preemptive decision. Lin Ze is extremely sure of this.

So the silver girl is gone. walked without worry, and did not talk to Lin Zeqing, with affection. It's pretty free and easy.

Lin Ze didn't ask anything, he wasn't a mother-in-law's woman. What's more, the person facing it is a silver girl. Lin Ze really couldn't find a reason to ask.

After having breakfast with Yinnu, Lin Ze ran back to the Han family's villa - the one that belonged to the north of Han Zhen.

Fauber helped him prepare a room, and didn't ask much about his night's stay. It's just that he looked at Lin Ze with a somewhat treacherous expression. Then he went about his work.

Lin Ze didn't feel anything, and when he was about to go to Han Xiaoyi, he got an answer from the servants.

The eldest lady went out early in the morning. It's not in the Han family now.

"Out of the house?" Lin Ze was slightly stunned, and then asked in astonishment. "Is your master at home?"

"Also out." The servant said.

"A piece out?" Lin Ze suddenly became inexplicable.

"Hmm."

Lin Ze returned to the guest room full of doubts, first took a cold shower, and then planned to call Han Xiaoyi.

Didn't Han Jinbei have a stroke? Isn't there a pitiful lack of places to move around your body? Then why did he go out with Han Xiaoyi? Not afraid of being discovered?

Although Lin Ze believed that Han Zhenbei had a good grasp of keeping this secret, it did not mean that there was no risk. And Han Zhenbei has never been a negligent person, why would he choose to go out at this time. Is there something extremely important?

Although he knew that it was not reasonable to call Han Xiaoyi to ask about their family affairs at this moment, it was the relationship between the father and daughter after all. finally called Han Xiaoyi.

Toot - Toot - Your call is temporarily unconnected, please call again later.

Lin Ze called three times in a row, and the replies he got were all manual messages. couldn't help frowning slightly, and said to himself: "Got in trouble? ”

As soon as the thought came to him, he forcibly suppressed it. And shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Impossible, this is Yanjing, who dares to touch them?" Even if Han Zhenbei needs to sit in a wheelchair now, no one dares to make an unusual move. ”

If he pondered for a while, Lin Ze retracted the quilt and fell asleep. I didn't sleep all night last night, I'm so sleepy...

――――There are many cemeteries in Yanjing, and there are all kinds of cemeteries.

There was a funny but helpless thing in China before.

The living cannot afford to buy a house, and the dead cannot afford a piece of earth to be buried. Therefore, the average age of Chinese people will become the highest in the world in the near future.

Why? Can't afford to die.

As one of the few richest people in China, Han Zhenbei's industrial funds are difficult to estimate with actual data. People only know one thing, even if Han Zhenbei starts eating the boss today. He can eat for a hundred lifetimes. And I can't finish it.

Is he short of money?

There is no shortage.

But under the impetus of Han Xiaoyi, Han Zhenbei and his daughter walked to a cemetery area that was not luxurious.

The late autumn morning was a little less cold than the harsh winter wind, but it was more cold. It's not just the skin that's cold, it's the heart.

Many of the tombstones were covered with yellowed dead leaves, and no one cleaned them up, and probably no one came to visit the deceased. In addition to the Chongyang Qingming Festival, people will perform their duties to express their filial piety, which is not very sincere. I'm afraid it's going to be very difficult when I'm serious.

Cold-blooded?

Less. People are always focused on the living. Deceased, if there is no regret or memory of the storm. It is difficult to bring up too much energy to the deceased elders who are dying.

Han Xiaoyi pushed Han Zhenbei in a wheelchair to a tombstone. There are four names on the tombstones. In addition to the owner of the tombstone, it is Han Zhenbei and the Han family sisters and brothers.

There is no need to explain who is buried under the tombstone. Looking at Han Zhenbei's uncontrollable expression and Han Xiaoyi's guilty and heartbroken look, he can guess 100%.

Except for Mrs. Han, who can make these two Yanjing celebrities so heavy?

So depressed?

Han Zhenbei struggled to lift the arm, which could still move four fingers, and the palm that had not been specially maintained, but did not have many wrinkles, gently rubbed the tombstone. It is treated with the utmost care as if it were a delicate work of art. for fear of disturbing the old man behind the scenes.

Han Zhenbei sat in a wheelchair with great devotion, staring at the photo on the tombstone with complex and affectionate eyes, his lips turned up slightly, waved his hand, and after signaling Han Xiaoyi to go away, he said softly: "Wife, it won't be long before I can come to accompany you." Would you like it. Happy? ”

Han Zhenbei's face was as tender as water, and he smiled: "It's been twenty years. In the blink of an eye, you've been gone for almost twenty years. I'm getting older and my kids are older. You're down there alone, you should be lonely, lonely, right? Is it any wonder that I didn't come down to accompany you sooner? You certainly won't. You are so understanding. And how can you blame me? ”

The woman in the photo on the tombstone is not a woman who is too beautiful to be stunning. It's not even pretty. is dead, and it can only be crowned with the word Qingxiu.

The woman in the photo is holding a simple hairstyle. It's not like today's women's showmanship and competition. If this woman is allowed to live now, it can be called simple and restrained.

It is such a woman who is not beautiful enough and not sexy enough. But it is a woman that Han Zhenbei has missed for more than 20 years. The only woman in his life, his wife.

For her, in the past 20 years since Han Zhenbei made his career, he has never had anything to do with any woman. He has been alone for twenty years, just to pay tribute to his wife, who has been married to him for less than three years.

Is he worthy of admiration?

Worth. At least countless women will praise this kind of long-term man. But for Han Zhenbei, this is an extremely normal thing. Even he felt that he was not good enough. The reason is that in the eyes of Han Zhenbei, his wife is too good, so good that Han Zhenbei is ashamed of himself.

"You know what. Our daughter has grown up. It's sensible too. Although our son doesn't seem to have much future, he is not a fool, as long as he is willing to work hard, he may not be worse than Xiaoyi. But I've always followed your message. Respect their own will at all times. They won't be forced to do anything. I remember this to this day. ”

Han Zhenbei shook his head slightly and sighed: "It's just that you must blame me for letting Xiaoyi carry this burden." I'm to blame for that. If I hadn't built such a commercial building. She didn't need to be so heavy, and she wouldn't have survived in such a dangerous situation. You're going to- I'm going to blame me, right? ”

"No, it won't."

Han Xiaoyi's trembling voice suddenly sounded behind her, she first put on a cloak for Han Zhenbei in the cold wind, and then turned around to find the wheelchair, staring at Han Zhenbei softly. said: "Daddy, how can Mother blame you? Let's not mention your dedication to the country over the years. The $100 million you invest in charity every year alone is enough to make you a respected person. Mother is so reasonable, how can she reproach you? ”

Han Zhenbei smiled slightly and said, "Silly child, do you understand the mind of being a mother?" They often only have their own children in their eyes. ”

Han Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes turned red.

Do you understand your mother's mind?

Han Xiaoyi is not a mother, but if her mother had not died in childbirth. She may not have understood her mother's mind. But after all, this is only if, and it cannot become a fact.

"You treat me very well, treat Xiaobao very well." Han Xiaoyi gathered his mind and said softly.

"Not good enough." Han Zhenbei shook his head slightly and said bitterly. "At least it's not good enough for you."

"Very good, very good..."Han Xiaoyi said movingly. How many fathers in the world can do this? When did you force me to do anything I didn't like to do? When do you ask me for something? And even - you never spoke a word of ill language to me. Having a father like you has always been the greatest pride of my life. ”

Han Zhenbei glanced at his daughter gently, raised his remaining arm, smoothed her soft hair and said, "Silly boy, no matter how good Daddy I am to you, such a thing will not be able to offset the merits." ”

"It's my daughter's own choice, it's not about you!" Han Xiaoyi said strongly.

Han Zhenbei stared at Han Xiaoyi gently, and after a long time, she sighed lightly, and then laughed strangely, scratched Han Xiaoyi's nose and said, "Do you know what Daddy's biggest pride in life is?" ”

"Married your mother?"

"It's not. That's not pride. Han Zhenbei smiled slightly and said. It's that you look like me, your personality looks like me, and you look like me in too many ways. Say, "Isn't that something to be proud of?" ”

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