Three days passed in a flash.
On this day, all the important people of the Lu family gathered in Qinglong Temple.
In an old and simple building on the back mountain of Qinglong Temple, the ancestors of the Lu family from its prosperity a hundred years ago to the present are enshrined.
The last tablet to be placed on the shrine was that of Old Lady Lu.
That tablet was obviously cleaner and smoother than the tablets of Mr. Lu and others placed next to it.
After all, Lu Yunhe would wipe it for her every day in Qinglong Temple.
When I miss you so much that I become sick, I will hold the tablet and mutter to myself.
And today, in front of all the ancestors of the Lu family, Lu Yunhe will personally write the names of Lu Huanting, Lu Yishen and Lu Aitong on the family tree.
"Please give me the family tree..." Lu Yunhe's voice, neither too loud nor too low, sounded.
The young monk from Qinglong Temple took a long stick with a hook on the front and took down the family tree that was rolled up and tied with a knot and hung on the shrine.
The family tree that Lu Yunhe asked for was completely different from the one placed at the foot of the mountain.
The so-called inclusion in the family tree, only by being included in this family tree can one be truly recognized by the Lu family.
Lu Yunhe took the family tree, untied the knot, and slowly opened it and spread it on the table.
The ancient scroll is filled with people's names.
Xinluo sat down with Lu Yuchen and held Lu Yuchen's hand nervously.
She was extremely anxious and worried.
Lu Yuchen clearly said that he would avenge her anger in three days.
But now, Lu Huanting, Lu Yishen and Lu Aitong were standing in front, under the shrine.
He seemed to have regarded himself as the one in charge of the Lu family.
Looking at Lin Tong, who was sitting in the first seat, right next to Lu Huanting, her face was filled with unconcealable smugness.
Xinluo has never been a person who loses his temper, but when he saw Lu Yunhe taking down the family tree, he had already started to ask someone to grind ink and prepare to write Lu Huanting's name.
She really couldn't help it.
"Yuchen, your uncle was about to write his name, why didn't you stop him?"
"Don't worry, just wait and see."
Xinluo was so anxious that her stomach almost cramped. She really didn't know how this man could still keep his composure.
Zhuo Yarong and Xinluo on the side were the same, but she couldn't get the answer from Lu Yuchen even if she asked a hundred times if he didn't want to.
Looking at the Lu family members sitting in front of her, she felt really angry and anxious.
Because Lu Yuchen is no longer the head of the family, when they come to attend the clan meeting, they have to sit in the last row according to seniority.
Thinking of the heads of those branch families, as well as the looks Lu Huanting and Lin Tong gave her, Zhuo Yarong wished she had not attended today's clan meeting.
In front, the little monk had already ground the ink.
Lu Yunhe picked up the brush on the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and neatly wrote the three big characters "Lu Huanting" on the family tree.
Zhuo Yarong, who was sitting at the back, couldn't help but sigh.
Lin Tong, who was sitting in the front row, also breathed a sigh of relief.
Good, great…
The wish she had been looking forward to for more than ten years was finally coming true.
At this time, Lu Yunhe should have written down the names of Lu Yishen and Lu Aitong.
But after he wrote the three words "Lu Huanting", he put down the pen.
"Uncle... Yi Shen and Ai Tong's names are not written down." Lu Huanting couldn't help but remind him.
He had just handed the DNA test report he had prepared the day before to Lu Yunhe and other elders for review.
All the certificates were issued by well-known appraisal institutions in City A. In addition, Lu Yishen looked very much like himself, so Lu Huanting never doubted the birth of the child.
Lu Yunhe turned a deaf ear to Lu Huanting's words, picked up the towel beside him to wipe his hands, and seemed unwilling to write again.
"They are not in a hurry. Some things must be cleared up before their names can be written."
Continue~ (To be continued)