Chapter 145 The Li family doesn’t seem very sad

When the girl in front of him showed signs of retracting the object in her hand, Li Yansheng smiled and raised his hand to stop her from retracting it, saying, "Thank you."

Then, he took out the pastry from inside and put it into his mouth while keeping his back to the crowd. It was a rose-flavored pastry, and the moment he took a bite, his entire mouth was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers.

Li Yansheng really doesn't like sweet things, so he doesn't usually eat them.

I had been staring at the little girl just now because her expression at that time was so vivid that I couldn't help but want to look at her for a longer time. The way she looked so cautious and wary of being seen was so vivid.

After finishing his meal, Li Yansheng raised his hand and brushed off the dead leaves on Lin Shutang's shoulders: "Stand here and wait for me."

Lin Shutang: "Wouldn't that be bad?"

When the burial time came, she could already see people gathering around.

Li Yansheng: "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with you going there."

"good."

By the time the burial was complete and they were ready to leave the mountain, it was already four in the afternoon. Everyone else had already left, and before Li Yansheng could leave, he received a call, so Lin Shutang waited nearby. It must have been from Beijing. Lin Shutang heard him say something like, "I can't go back for now... You take care of it... We'll talk when I get back."

She thought to herself that Li Yansheng was really busy. Even at this time, he was still receiving constant work calls.

The call lasted about half an hour. By the time Li Yansheng hung up, the cemetery was deserted. Turning back to see the person still waiting under the tree, his expression softened.

He walked over with one hand in his trouser pocket. When he got closer, he saw that the little girl was still staring blankly at the place where he had just stood. Li Yansheng chuckled silently: "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Shutang came back to his senses: "Nothing."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Li Yansheng didn't press her. He nodded, took her hand, and walked down the mountain path.

He didn't ask, but Lin Shutang looked up in surprise: "Aren't you curious?"

Li Yansheng: "Everyone has their own privacy. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it."

As for Lin Shutang, Li Yansheng would not ask her to tell him everything, as long as she did not hide important things.

Girls at this age are prone to harboring secrets. These secrets often consist of personal reflections on events. Sometimes, however, the content of these reflections is inconvenient to share, but most are harmless.

Lin Shutang was indeed thinking about something, and it was about Li Yansheng. She was thinking about how Li Yansheng didn't seem very sad about Old Man Li's passing. It wasn't just him; the rest of the Li family seemed to be in the same boat. At least in her opinion, few people looked genuinely sad.

She was curious, but she had to keep such thoughts to herself and not let others know.

When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, Fan Sizhu was already waiting there in his car. There was a middle-aged woman next to him. I don't know who she was. Fan Sizhu looked very respectful when he spoke to her.

Noticing the two figures coming down, the woman looked up.

Meeting her complicated gaze, Li Yansheng turned his head to look at Lin Shutang, and said in a deep voice, "Wait for me in the car first."

"good."

Not long after Lin Shutang got in the car, Fan Sizhu opened the driver's door and got in.

You can't hear what they're saying while sitting in the car, but you can probably see the expressions on their faces clearly.

As the two spoke, their faces remained completely expressionless. It was as if the other person was unimportant. Yet, subconsciously, Lin Shutang felt that they were relatively familiar. The feeling between them was truly strange.