The funeral of the old man was grand and orderly organized by Lu Beichuan. On the day when the news came out, the old house of the Lu family was completely deserted. Countless people from all walks of life came to express their condolences, crying, regretting or distraught.
Lu Beichuan was in charge of the outside, and Ye Zhen was in charge of the house with the assistance of Mrs. Lu, and nothing went wrong.
Except Mr. Shen.
The Shen family and the Lu family are family friends. The old man Shen and the old man Lu have also been friends for many years. The elders of the Shen and Lu families basically grew up under the eyes of the two. In one night, the best friend passed away. This was a huge blow to the elderly Mr. Shen.
Shen Weiyin supported the grief-stricken old man Shen into the mourning hall.
Mr. Shen stood beside the coffin, looking at the last face of Mr. Lu.
"It's my fault! Back then, if I had insisted on letting this old guy go to the hospital for a physical examination, everything would have been cured!"
With tears in her eyes, Shen Weiyin persuaded Mr. Shen, "Grandpa, don't be sad, take care of your body."
"Pay attention to your body..." Mr. Shen patted on the coffin, heartbroken, "Brothers who worked hard together in the past, now dying of sickness, old and paralyzed, I thought I would go ahead of you, but where can I go?" Unexpectedly, it was you who walked in front of me! These years I have always told you to pay attention to your body, and you didn’t listen to me when you went to the hospital a few more times. Every bit of Lord Lu's demeanor!"
A lot of grief was said, and the entire mourning hall was filled with cries and weeping sounds, and there was a sound of wailing.
Lu Beichuan walked up to Mr. Shen and handed him three sticks of incense, "Grandpa Shen, take care of yourself."
Mr. Shen wiped away his tears, nodded, took the incense in his hand, and with the support of Shen Weiyin, walked to the photo of Mr. Lu's remains, bowed respectfully three times, and put on the stick of incense.
"Grandpa Shen will go to the living room to have a rest first. I'll come over to greet you after I'm done with the work here. Please don't be offended if the hospitality is not good enough."
Mr. Shen sighed, and patted him on the shoulder, "I understand, Mr. Shen is gone now, you are the eldest grandson of the Lu family, and all the burdens of the Lu family have been placed on your shoulders. Resist it!"
Lu Beichuan was neither humble nor overbearing, there was not much sadness on his face, but he became more tenacious and indifferent, "I understand."
Shen Weiyin also put a stick of incense on old man Lu, "Beichuan, my condolences."
Lu Beichuan nodded and motioned for a servant beside him to take the two of them to the living room to rest.
In the huge living room, we could hear the cries from the mourning hall, and the smell of incense candles could still be found in the air through a garden. The smog was thick, and from a distance, the whole old Lu family house was completely empty.
Ye Zhen was dressed all in black, and with the cooperation of Lu's mother, she entertained the guests who came to express condolences in the living room. After a busy day, she never had time to mourn and mourn.
Mr. Shen and Shen Weiyin came to the living room led by the servants.
Although Ye Zhen didn't want to see Shen Weiyin in her heart, she also understood that such an occasion was inevitable.
Fortunately, on this occasion, with a slumped face, no one said anything.
There was no smile on Ye Zhen's face, "Mr. Shen, sit by Miss Shen's side."
The servant brought two cups of hot tea, but Mr. Shen didn't pick it up. He just looked at the living room and sighed: "Things are different... Things are different... In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, what should go or not should go. Gone, leaving me alone..."
Old Master Shen reminisced for a moment, then looked at Ye Zhen, "My condolences."
Mrs. Lu was still greeting at the side, seeing the Shen family, she quickly shunned them and came over.
Shen Weiyin was the child she watched and grew up, no matter how hard a child pretends to be, an adult can see through it at a glance. Originally, Shen's family and Lu's family were rightly matched, and Shen Weiyin and Lu Beichuan were considered a match made in heaven, but Goddess had King Mengxiang's intentions, so no one could do anything about it.
Mrs. Lu also saw the rumors about the scandal between Lu Beichuan and Shen Weiyin, and naturally she knew it when she saw Ye Zhen.
"Grandpa, you are here." Mrs. Lu is an emotional person. Seeing the same old Mr. Shen, she couldn't help but think of the deceased Mr. Lu, her eyes gradually turned red, she smiled and tilted her head to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Sit down quickly Take a rest, the weather is so bad, you must not hurt your body."
Old Man Shen sighed and sat down, "My condolences are changing, he, at this age, if he doesn't get this disease, he can be regarded as the end of his life, but the fate is really something that no one can decide. You see, I always thought that I would walk in the old man's shoes before." Ahead... the world is unpredictable."
"Don't say that, you still have to enjoy the blessings for several years, and when Wei Yin finds the boyfriend she likes, you still have to watch her get married and have children!"
Mr. Shen took a look at Shen Weiyin, "I can't control this child anymore. Whether I can see it after getting married and having children depends on how long I can last with this old bone." He said, looking around, "By the way, I'll come in Now, why haven't you seen that child Shaoyan?"
"The old man died of illness in the hospital. After he came back, he locked himself in the room and refused to see anyone."
Old Man Shen frowned, "This child... yes, the old man doted on him so much before, it's normal that he can't accept it for a while."
As he said that, he glanced at Shen Weiyin, "If you don't mind, let Weiyin go and see him, Weiyin, you should know how to persuade him, and enlighten him well, it's not a solution to continue like this."
Ye Zhen sat beside Mrs. Lu and listened to the conversation between the two, but did not interrupt. When she heard Mr. Shen say this, her brows could not help but frown.
When did Lu Shaoyan have such a close relationship with Shen Weiyin? From the tone of Mr. Shen, it seems that it is not as simple as ordinary friends.
Madam Lu was about to have someone take Shen Weiyin to Lu Shaoyan's room, but Ye Zhen stood up, "I'll take Miss Shen there."
Mrs. Lu was startled, but seeing the expression on Ye Zhen's face, she didn't stop her.
"That's troublesome Mrs. Lu."
Shen Weiyin followed Ye Zhen out of the living room, and when she passed through the corridor, a gust of cold wind came, like ice knives, slashing people's body with bone-piercing pain.
Ye Zhen didn't speak, and Shen Weiyin also remained silent, but Ye Zhen, who was walking in front, could still feel Shen Weiyin's scorching gaze fixed on her body like a light on her back.
Both of them didn't say a word along the way.
Until Ye Zhen brought Shen Weiyin to the door of Lu Shaoyan's room and knocked on the door, "Uncle, Shen Weiyin, Miss Shen is here and wants to see you."
There was no movement in the room.
Ye Zhen said to Shen Weiyin with a serious face: "Miss Shen, this is my uncle's room. From the tone of Mr. Shen just now, you seem to be friends?"
Shen Weiyin nodded lightly, "Yes."
Ye Zhen was even more surprised by this short word.
Now Shen Weiyin can't see the jealousy from two years ago at all in Shen Weiyin's eyes. Looking at her frankly, it seems that she is just looking at a stranger. Has she really given up on this resentment, or is it hidden too deeply? Didn't let her see
"Mrs. Lu, don't worry, I will persuade him well. If there is nothing else, you can go to greet the guests first, and leave me alone."
Ye Zhen gave her a deep look, then said with a smile: "Then I'll go first."
Shen Weiyin backed away to the side, as if she had really settled down with Ye Zhen and had no grievances, she watched Ye Zhen leave, and then knocked on the door.
"Open the door, it's me."
Shen Weiyin stood outside the door and waited for a moment, then with a click, the closed door opened a gap.
***
It wasn't until late at night that the guests who came to express condolences left one after another, and the sound of countless sighs dissipated in the dark and cold air.
The candles in the mourning hall were not extinguished.
Ye Zhen came to the mourning hall after she settled down to sleep, she worked hard all day, Lu Beichuan would only work harder than her.
Sure enough, when I walked to the mourning hall, the people who had been guarding the mourning hall during the day had left, and only Lu Beichuan was left kneeling in front of the portrait of old man Lu to guard the mourning hall for him.
There is a draft in the mourning hall, and the wind howls in the yard, making the branches of the big trees shake uncontrollably under the faint light.
Ye Zhen respectfully put a stick of incense on old man Lu, then knelt beside Lu Beichuan, holding Lu Beichuan's cold hands.
"Mom has already gone to bed with porridge. You haven't eaten all day today. I prepared something for you in the restaurant. You go and eat first. I'll watch for you here."
Lu Beichuan's father, Lu Shaoren, is a jerk, so since childhood, Lu Beichuan really grew up under Mr. Lu's knees. His words and deeds are all under the guidance of Mr. Lu. Maybe Mr. Lu has some strange thoughts about Lu Beichuan , but a grandfather has paid a lot of effort and price for the cultivation of his grandson.
On the way of Lu Beichuan's growth, Mr. Lu played a pivotal role.
Ye Zhen also understands that no matter what disputes and rifts Lu Beichuan had with Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu's position in Lu Beichuan's heart is still unshakable.
"I'm not hungry, go to bed first, I'll keep watch for grandpa today." Lu Beichuan's voice was indescribably tired and hoarse.
She also heard some gossip when she greeted guests in the living room.
Others cried so sadly in the mourning hall of Mr. Lu, but Lu Beichuan never shed a single tear. He grew up under Mr. Lu's knees. He really has a heart of stone.
She knew that it wasn't that Lu Beichuan didn't shed tears, but that she couldn't.
The heavy responsibility on his shoulders does not allow him to be weak in front of others.
Looking at Lu Beichuan's ancient and unwavering eyes, Ye Zhen clenched her hands tightly, and she whispered, "I will accompany you to guard Grandpa."
Lu Beichuan's eyes moved slightly, his whole body seemed to be stiff, he moved his neck with difficulty, and turned to look at Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen didn't want him to refuse, "I want to do my last filial piety to grandpa."
Lu Beichuan's throat rolled, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.
The roar of the courtyard was even worse, and the candles in the mourning hall were flickering.
The mourning hall was too cold, and he alone was not strong enough to resist the pervasive coldness.
Lu Beichuan stretched out his hand to embrace Ye Zhen, and kissed the hair on the top of her head, "Okay, let's send grandpa off together."
Ye Zhen clung tightly to Lu Beichuan's side, firmly holding his cold palm, and transmitted the warmth of her palm to Lu Beichuan's palm.