"Grandpa, are you sleepy again?" Seeing that the old man didn't answer, Zhong Buhui quickly put the feather duster in front of Han Zhan's trophy and strode to Han Ao Yu.
"Old man?" Zhong Buhui raised his voice and shouted again.
Han Ao Yu still didn't respond.
Zhong Buhui's expression changed slightly! He carefully extended his index finger and placed it in front of the old man's nose. The old man's breathing was very weak, and he was only exhaling, not inhaling!
Zhong Buhui's hands trembled, and his voice became trembling: "Zhanzhan, come quickly, the old man seems to be dying!"
Clang——
The porcelain bowl in Song Ci's hand fell to the ground.
With that fall, it seemed as if something was gone!
Han Zhan and Song Ci ran out of the kitchen together.
Han Zhan followed Zhong Buhui's example and placed his finger in front of his grandfather's nose.
Han Ao Yu was only breathing out, not breathing in.
Even though he had prepared himself mentally, Han Zhan still felt heartbroken when the moment finally arrived.
"Grandpa! Wake up, open your eyes and look at Zhanzhan, it's time for us to eat!"
Han Aoyu's eyelids twitched, and his eyes gradually opened a slit, as if he glanced at Han Zhan, but also seemed not to look at him. After a while, Han Aoyu suddenly opened his mouth and sighed.
"Why!"
After sighing, the old man closed his eyes.
At this time, he had stopped breathing.
Han Zhan stared at his grandfather's appearance for more than ten seconds before slowly kneeling down on one knee in front of his grandfather's legs and kowtowed deeply several times to his grandfather's body.
"Grandpa, have a safe journey."
Seeing this, Zhong Buhui could no longer hold back her emotions. She hugged the old man's shoulders and burst into tears on his shoulders.
Song Ci was also crying, wiping her tears as she cried.
The two guards outside the house heard the noise inside and ran into the house. When they saw the old man leave, they saluted him with a standard military salute.
Han Zhan stood up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then said to Song Ci in a hoarse voice: "Cibao, bring the list over. We need to call and notify relatives and friends to come to the funeral."
This list was compiled long ago, in case the old man passes away one day and forgets to invite a relative due to carelessness.
Song Ci nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get it right away."
She took her daughters away first, and called Song Fei to inform her to come over and help take care of her nieces. After the call, Song Ci put the children in the nursery and then went to look for the roster.
It was not until this day that netizens truly realized what kind of big shot Mr. Han was.
In the afternoon, relatives flocked to the villa, all dressed in black. Han Dongliang, now 70 years old, rushed to the forest villa with his son Han Yueyun, daughter-in-law Lin Jiao'e, granddaughter Han Wangwang, and grandson Han Junjun.
After entering the mourning hall, Han Dongliang and his descendants knelt in front of the coffin of his cousin Han Aoyu, respectfully lit incense, kowtowed, and burned paper.
Following closely behind them were Jin Luolan and his wife, as well as Di Rongrong and Mo Yao. After leaving the Han family, Mo Yao and his wife went on a trip to the next city. After receiving the call, they rushed over without stopping.
As soon as she entered the room and saw the solemn and dignified portrait of Uncle Han on the table, Di Rongrong, who was at her most vulnerable, burst into tears on the spot. It would have been better if she hadn't cried, but when she did, Mo Yao and Jin Luolan also started to cry.
After burning incense, Mo Yao, who rarely took the initiative to comfort others, hugged Han Zhan this time. "Zhan Zhan."
Han Zhan said nothing.
Mo Yao told him: "Zhanzhan, don't be too sad. Your grandpa just went to see your grandma and mom. He is not alone."
Han Zhan forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and nodded, saying, "Godmother Mo Yao, don't worry about me, I'm fine." He was already an adult in his thirties, so it was not that he could not accept this fact. He just felt sad, so he was in a bad mood.
On this day, Han Ao Yu's close friends and the descendants of those deceased friends rushed to Wangdong City from all over the place, including more than a dozen young people who were temporarily living abroad.
At 8 p.m., several representatives quietly attended the funeral, lighting a stick of incense and kowtowed to Han Aoyu. They chatted for a while with the elderly gentlemen present, then hurriedly left due to official duties.
Han Zhan, dressed in a black suit and mourning, stood in front of the door, motionless, like a bronze sculpture. For fourteen hours, Han Zhan stood there, except for going to the bathroom, without even a sip of water.
And Song Ci, she also accompanied Han Zhan.
At two o'clock in the morning, few people would come. Han Zhan looked at Yan Jiang and told him, "A Jiang, take Song Ci to rest."
Song Ci subconsciously asked Han Zhan: "What about you?"
Han Zhan shook his head, "I have to observe mourning."
Han Zhan was Han Aoyu's funeral attendant, so he couldn't sleep tonight. When no more guests arrived, Han Zhan would have to kneel before the coffin, keeping the lights on and burning paper for the old man.
This is his duty and responsibility.
Han Zhan has a strong physical fitness. When he was a soldier, his record of not sleeping or eating was up to six days, so not sleeping for three days is not a difficult task for him.
Song Ci said: "I'm not going, I'll accompany you."
"Don't be stubborn, listen to me and take good care of yourself. After the funeral, I will have to wait for you to take care of me." The funeral ceremony will last for three days, and Han Zhan has almost no sleep time during these three days.
By the time the funeral was over, Han Zhan would have lost a lot of weight. If both he and Song Ci collapsed, that would be a big problem.
Song Ci weighed the pros and cons before agreeing to Han Zhan.
Song Ci thought she couldn't sleep, but after standing for more than ten hours straight, even the strongest body would get tired. She actually fell asleep.
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