Han Yan, who was kneeling on the mourning hall, was wearing filial piety clothes, with a white ribbon tied on his head, and his face was blank. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Facing Han Shuo's coffin, Han Yan, who said that he had recovered the memory of his previous life, was very sad, that was definitely making up nonsense, after all, Han Yan in his previous life was a medical university, and when he was interning in the hospital, he naturally saw too many joys and sorrows, and he was relatively open to the death of his relatives, and Han Shuo had nothing to do with himself, so naturally he didn't have that heart-wrenching feeling.

However, if Han Yan doesn't have any grief in his heart, it is also nonsense. After all, Han said that it was very good to Han Yan, not only took in the lonely Han Yan and adopted him as an adopted son, but also taught Han Yan to read and write, which paved the way for Han Yan's future, Han Yan is not the kind of hard-hearted person, in a strange world, there is a person who is really good for himself, who can not be moved at all?

However, Han Yan understands that although the deceased is sad, the living should still put more experience on the people who are still alive. If he is overly sad because of Han Shuo's departure, what should Cai Yan do? What to do with this huge Han Mansion? And the one who is lost to nowhere...... What should Dong Bai do?

When the time came, the gates of the Han Mansion were opened, and the flying paper money suddenly floated out of the Han Mansion, and with the layers of white silk on the gate of the Han Mansion, it was really a little depressing.

Just when the mourners in each family are still looking at me, I will look at you, discussing who will go in first, as for those young people, they are basically Han Yan's friends, and there is no one to fight with the people from the family. It's just that while those people were still discussing, someone had already stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the gate of the Han Mansion.

"Huh? You ......"

Seeing that someone was one step ahead of him, Yuan Shu was a little unhappy, as a representative of the Yuan family, a group of families were still discussing here, how could anyone dare to go first!

However, Yuan Shao was more stable than Yuan Shu after all, and at the same time as Yuan Shu spoke, he grabbed Yuan Shu and scolded in a low voice: "Shut up!" What a place this is! Where is there a place for you to speak! ”

was scolded by Yuan Shao like this, although Yuan Shu was a little angry in his heart, he didn't dare to vent it. Although the Yuan family asked Yuan Shu to mourn on behalf of the Yuan family this time, it was just that he and Yuan Shao's uncle Yuan Kui were unwell and could not go in person, just when he went out this morning, Yuan Kui also specially instructed Yuan Shu to take advantage of this opportunity to make friends with Han Yan, of course, and let Yuan Shu obey Yuan Shao's orders in everything.

This time, Yuan Shao came to mourn as a friend of Han Yan, who made Yuan Shu the 'eldest son'? As the eldest son, he still can't represent the Yuan family in this kind of place! Glancing at the surrounding families, Yuan Shao clenched his fists fiercely, one day, when we meet again, we must make you bow to me Yuan Benchu!

The person who walked out of the crowd had a childish face, and he was obviously not young, but perhaps because of excessive sadness, his eyes, which should have been shining, were full of tears at this time, and he cried out while walking towards the gate of the Han Mansion, "Uncle! Why are you just gone! Obviously, it's your nephew who can't make it to go first...... Why did you drop Ziguang......"

This person turned out to be the nephew of Han Shuo who came from Hebei to mourn.

Seeing this person walk into the mourning hall from the outside with a sad face and crying, Huang Zhong's whole body was already tense, this is a master!

Huang Zhong has lived in the Han family for such a long time, but he has relied on Han Yan's relationship, and his son was also cured by Han Yan's efforts, whether it is to prescribe medicine or ask for a miracle doctor, it is all done by Han Yan, so Huang Zhong is only grateful to Han Yan. Although Han said that he was highly respected, Huang Zhong really didn't feel particularly sad about Han Shuo's death, and the only sadness was infected by Han Yan.

Today, Huang Zhong stood behind Han Yan, just because he was afraid that there would be chaos above the mourning hall, and something would happen to Han Yan. But as for the first guest who entered the mourning hall, Huang Zhong couldn't help but be cautious. Just looking at the other party's few steps, Huang Zhong already understood that the opponent's force was definitely not under him, although he could rely on being younger than the other party to survive to the end, but being seriously injured was absolutely inevitable! Of course, after listening to the other party's first words when he came in, Huang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle!" This person had only walked a few steps into the mourning hall, and he had already knelt down with his legs, slammed on the ground, and then step by step, crying, he knelt and crawled in front of Han Shuo's coffin. Looking at the heavy coffin in front of him, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Uncle! Why did you just leave......"

Looking at this scene, the subordinate who was in charge of the mourning hall next to him was also difficult to speak, how can he say this? People are crying to this point, should they still shout a few words of 'one bow, two bows, three bows'? That's not appropriate!

But fortunately, Cai Yong stood aside, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward to help the other party, "People die greatly, and they still have to mourn and change!" ”

"Hmm...... Woo...... "Although the old man was still crying, like a child, but when Cai Yong said this, he also collected his tears, raised his hand to wipe his face, and looked at Cai Yong beside him, "Where is my cousin......"

"Han Yan, I've seen my brother."

Perhaps infected by the atmosphere above the mourning hall, although Han Yan's face was still a little indifferent, the tears in his eyes were also continuous, flowing down his cheeks, and when he heard that he was being called, Han Yan quickly stood up and saluted the other party.

"Oops! Between brothers, hmm...... Why do you want to do this great gift......"

As the old man spoke, he patted Han Yan on the shoulder, but the tears on his face were a little heavier.

"Section...... Condolences ......"

Looking at the miserable appearance on the other party's face, after Han Yan just said 'festival mourning', the tears in his eyes were like bursting the embankment, and he couldn't control it anymore, and his voice was choked up.

"I ......"

Maybe it's really mutual infection, when Han Yan cried like this, the sadness on the old man's face turned out to be a little heavier.

Cai Yong watched from the side, I really felt that I couldn't go on like this, no matter what, there are still a lot of people mourning outside, brothers can find another time to confide, people can't wait so long when they mourn! Thinking of this, Cai Yong took two steps forward and came to the side of the two, "That...... You go up and rest first, don't be too sad, after all, there are still a lot of mourning guests in the back, let's finish today's things first. ”

"Hmmm! Good ......"

The old man nodded, wanting to say another word to Han Yan, but when the words came to his lips, he was all blocked by tears, and finally he could only pat Han Yan's shoulder weakly, turned around and followed the next person to rest in the courtyard behind him.

One after another, mourning guests came in outside.

The younger brother of the great general, the elder brother of Sikong...... Yuan Shao, Cao Cao, Xun Yu, Xun Chen......