Jun Xiaoting silently took a few steps back, leaving the reunion scene of a family of three, bypassing the neat rows of holly trees in the cemetery, and coming to the top, where Jun Lintian and Mu Ningfu were.

"Xiao Yan!" Min Huixian couldn't help it, and pounced on this man who was tortured and suffered, crying hoarsely, and the world was moved.

And Min Zhuang'er stood behind, holding the portrait of his brother, looking at the man in front of him, who called him his father.

At this moment, the man who describes the withered body still can't hide it, the deep and three-dimensional facial features, the handsomeness of the eyebrows and eyes, a kind of heroic beauty that is difficult to replicate and cannot be reproduced in the past.

People all saw that after the mother hugged her father and cried, Min Zhuang'er also squatted next to the wheelchair, at this moment, thousands of people in the entire cemetery, the entire Far East, and the whole world were watching, the relatives who had been separated for 18 years, the moment of reunion, and recognition.

Min Huixian took a deep breath, took the portrait of Min Zexi that Min Zhuang'er held in her hand with red eyes, and held it under Jun Xiaoyan's eyes with both hands.

"Xiao Yan, this is your son, our second son, his name is Min Zexi, and Zhuang Er are fraternal twins."

"Xiao Yan, our eldest son, Min Yichen, is still alive and well, but he can't come back for the time being."

'Xiao Yan, you have suffered, our family, we are finally reunited today, and Yichen, one day, our family of five will be reunited, and we will never be separated again.......

On a gloomy day, a wind was blowing, and the mother and daughter were both squatting in front of Jun Xiaoyan, staring at their relatives motionlessly.

The scene was silent, all silently watching, waiting, waiting for the next possible scene.

And then......

One tear, two tears, smashed on Min Zexi's black and white smile, splashing a few splashes. Then more and more tears flowed.

Those were Jun Xiaoyan's tears.

The eyes that were originally withered like abandoned dry wells are finally filled with emotional spring water little by little.

The call of his family finally awakened Jun Xiaoyan's soul that had been imprisoned for 18 years.

Jun Xiaoyan recovered, in front of Min Zexi's portrait, in the call of Min Zhuang'er and Min Huixian's mother and daughter, his handsome and profound eyes were full of emotion and vitality.

Thin and trembling hands, touching the portrait of his son, eyes, eyebrows, lips, touching for a long time.

The reunion 18 years later is a yin and yang separation between father and son, he is alive, but his son is dead.......

"Son.......I'm sorry...... Father....... It's too late......." A hoarse and harsh voice came from Jun Xiaoyan's throat.

But Min Huixian could hear clearly, and Min Zhuang'er could also hear clearly.

Jun Xiaoyan spoke, with difficulty, and spoke.

"Xiao Yan! Min Huixian pounced and hugged her husband.

"Daddy! - "Min Zhuang'er also pounced, hugged her father, hugged her mother.

A family of three is reunited, and among them is the portrait of Min Zexi.

On the side of the cemetery, Jun Lintian took the lead in applauding, and then Jun Xiaoting, the president and General Demu thundered sonorously and powerfully, infecting thousands of people in the audience.

The farewell ceremony of Min Zexi's body, just like this, was solemn and touching, witnessing the recognition of Min Huixian and Jun Xiaoyan's husband and wife, and witnessing the reunion of the family after 8 years of separation.