Han Fei came suddenly and left suddenly.

It comes suddenly and leaves suddenly, as if it has never appeared before.

The two met for no more than twenty minutes, but these twenty minutes made Zhao Xiaohan's mood suddenly improve a lot.

The haze and haggardness of the past were wiped out in one go.

After Han Fei left, Zhao Xiaohan went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then walked out.

Outside the living room, the three brothers and sisters of the Sun family were still entertaining those who came to worship and burn incense. Looking at the crowd coming and going, Zhao Xiaohan quietly walked to Sun Ruoxi and said softly: "You are tired too. Go back and rest for a while, I'll take your place."

"Are you getting better?" Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's voice, Sun Ruoxi turned around. After hearing Sun Ruoxi's words, Zhao Xiaohan nodded and said, "It's okay. What I couldn't overcome before was just a hurdle in my heart. Now that this hurdle has passed, it's okay."

"That's good."

Sun Ruoxi nodded. Zhao Xiaohan was in a good mood, and even her mood improved a lot.

There were many people coming today, almost all the yard was tightly around the general. Since he had already greeted him in advance, there were no reporters today, only some people who had a good relationship with the Sun family on weekdays. Of course, most people would comfort the three brothers and sisters of the Sun family first, and then they would come up to chat with Zhao Xiaohan.

In fact, most people know very well that when Mr. Sun passed away, the Sun family had no pillars. The only person who could support the Sun family was Zhao Xiaohan.

It’s not that the Sun brothers are too disrespectful, but there is really Zhao Xiaohan’s place, and there is no sense of existence between them. Whether in terms of work style or current achievements, the Sun brothers are not as good as Zhao Xiaohan when they are added together.

As for Sun Ruoxi, everyone knew very well that it was Zhao Xiaohan's wife.

Facing most of the guests, Zhao Xiaohan just chatted for a few simple words and had no idea of ​​deep friendship. Just when Zhao Xiaohan saw the last guest away, the people from the Su family came. The third master of the Su family walked in front and behind, and Su Ningshui followed. However, what surprised Zhao Xiaohan was that even Uncle Fu came today.

"San Master, Uncle Fu, Condensed Water."

After the Su family came, Zhao Xiaohan stepped forward to greet him. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the three of them nodded softly and did not communicate anything. Then, under the leadership of Zhao Xiaohan, several people came to the mourning hall. The third master of the Su family took the lead, with Uncle Fu and Su Ningshui behind.

After burning incense and bowing, the three of them came back one after another. After returning, Su Ningshui walked to Zhao Xiaohan and frowned and said, "Did you sleep all night last night?"

"Let you see it?"

"Your eyes are no different from pandas."

“I’m more cute than pandas.”

"Oh..." Su Ningshui sighed softly. She knew very well that this incident had a great blow to Zhao Xiaohan, but she did not expect that Zhao Xiaohan would be so haggard.

"What are you sighing?" Zhao Xiaohan smiled and said, "I was just busy with work too late last night. I rushed out again this morning and didn't sleep well."

"Really?" Su Ningshui obviously didn't believe Zhao Xiaohan's words. However, regardless of whether Su Ningshui believed it or not, Zhao Xiaohan still nodded and said, "Of course it's true. How dare I lie to the eldest lady of the Su family? What if you are in a bad mood and throw me out in minutes?"

"loquacious!"

Listening to Zhao Xiaohan being able to joke with her, Su Ningshui finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least, it can prove that Zhao Xiaohan's mood was much better than before, but she was still very worried that Zhao Xiaohan's haggard appearance was something she had never seen before.

By the afternoon, it was almost over, and next, it was time to be buried in peace.

The cemetery was chosen by the Sun family and found a professional Feng Shui master. It is said that he was a master-level figure. Although Zhao Xiaohan didn't believe it very much, he still did not refute it. No matter whether the so-called Feng Shui master is a liar or not, as long as it can make people feel at ease.

After more than half an hour, I finally arrived at the cemetery. For some reason, a hazy drizzle suddenly floated. Looking at the drizzle floating in front of me, Zhao Xiaohan silently walked to the cemetery, looked at Old Sun in the black and white photo, and sighed a long time.

Mr. Sun, go well!

Let the rain slap on his body, Zhao Xiaohan did not dodge at all. In front of the cemetery, people put on umbrellas, a black umbrella that looked so solemn in the rain, but Zhao Xiaohan never held an umbrella, just stood there quietly without saying a word.

Suddenly, from a distance, a group of children wearing raincoats came over, including men and women. Most of them looked only in their teens. In front of them, an elderly man led the group of children over little by little. Looking at the crowd coming, everyone looked over.

"Old Principal, why are you here?"

Sun Ruoxi obviously knew the leader. When he saw the old man, Sun Ruoxi walked over first. After hearing Sun Ruoxi's words, the old principal took a long breath. He was old and had been walking in the rain for so long, his body could not keep up. After a while of rest, the old principal said, "The children and I are here to send Mr. Sun on their last journey. If it weren't for Mr. Sun's donation, the children in our school would have the opportunity to enjoy the opportunity to go to school."

After hearing the old principal's words, everyone understood in an instant. This was the principal and the students of the school donated by Mr. Sun.

"Old principal, thank you for your hard work."

"Not hard work."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. With difficult steps, the old principal led the students to the cemetery step by step. Then, he heard the old principal shouting: "Bow!"

After saying this, the neat students bowed slowly to Mr. Sun’s cemetery with the most sincere sincerity at the same time.

"Bow again."

The students did not protest at all, even in heavy rain.

"Three bows." The children bent down and bowed again. Some students' eyes were red and they were obviously crying.

Among the students, a few students walked out, holding a bouquet of white flowers in their hands, walked to the tombstone step by step, put the flowers in their hands in front of the tombstone, and spoke to the photos on the tombstone with their tender childish voice: "Thank you, Grandpa Sun, you are a good person, Grandpa Sun, please rest assured, we will definitely study hard and will not let you down your hope for us. You are in the spirit of heaven, rest in peace!"

After the words came, the old principal quickly stepped forward, walked behind the students, and spoke to the tombstone again: "Old Mr. Sun, you can go all the way!"
Chapter completed!