Han Zhan was actually feeling depressed and had no place to vent. Song Ci understood this, so she always cooperated with him.
Later, Song Ci couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep, but Han Zhan was too awake to fall asleep at all. He checked the time and it was already three o'clock.
Unable to sleep, Han Zhan simply got up.
He dressed neatly and went to the nursery next door to check on the children.
The nursery in the new house was more luxurious than Han Aoyu's, and the children's floor beds were wider. Even so, Han Miao rolled under the bed. Fortunately, the floor was covered with a fluffy carpet, so it wasn't cold.
Han Zhan picked up Han Miao and put him together with Han Jun. The movement of putting the child down might have been a little too rough, and Han Miao actually woke up.
After waking up, she opened her eyes and stared at Han Zhan for a few seconds, pursed her lips, turned over, stuck her butt towards the sky, and fell asleep again.
Han Zhan patted Han Miao's butt, waited until she fell asleep, touched Han Jun's head, then turned off the lights and left the manor.
He drove down the mountain alone.
At half past four, Han Zhan's car stopped outside the forest villa.
After getting out of the car, Han Zhan stared at the quiet and cold lights, sadness hidden in the gray-blue eyes under his eyelashes.
Han Zhan opened the door with his key and entered the hall, only to find that the light in Zhong Buhui's room on the first floor was still on.
Han Zhan walked over and knocked on the door. "Uncle Zhong, are you still awake?"
Zhong Buhui was slightly surprised when he heard the knock on the door. "Zhanzhan?" He hurried over and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Han Zhan noticed that there were many large pieces of luggage on the wooden floor of Zhong Buhui's room. "Uncle Zhong, you..."
Han Zhan sat down on a stool beside the tea table, looked at the luggage, and murmured, "Leaving?"
Zhong Buhui is actually Han Ao Yu's adopted son. He was picked up by Han Ao Yu from the battlefield in Laos in the 1960s.
Zhong Buhui was just over one year old when she was picked up by Han Aoyu. When Han Aoyu found Zhong Buhui, she was kneeling beside her mother's body, still drinking her mother's milk.
Although Han Ao Yu is ruthless, he is not cold-blooded. He brought Zhong Buhui back and taught her carefully together with his wife Duan Fang.
Because of hearing loss during the war, Zhong Buhui could hardly hear anything when he was a child, so he could not keep up with normal children in education.
In the 1980s, Han Aoyu asked someone to perform surgery on Zhong Buhui and fitted her with a hearing aid. Zhong Buhui was able to hear again and began to learn knowledge.
But he has missed the best school age.
So Zhong Buhui lived an ordinary life.
Zhong Buhui was married in his youth and had a child, but his mother died young. Although he was not very successful, he raised his adopted son to become a famous writer.
Now that Han Aoyu is gone, it’s time for Zhong Buhui to leave too.
Zhong Buhui sat on the ground folding clothes.
He stuffed his clothes neatly into the suitcase one by one. Zhong Buhui knew what Han Zhan was thinking, and before Han Zhan could speak to stop him, he said, "Zhanzhan, don't say anything."
Han Zhan's lips just moved, but before a word came out, he closed his mouth again after hearing Zhong Buhui's words.
Han Zhan stared at Uncle Zhong working with his brows drooping. He heard Uncle Zhong say, "I'm not as promising as your mother, and I'm not as promising as you. My aunt has always told me to be myself since I was a child. I'm not perfect, not outstanding, but I'm unique."
"I'm grateful to my aunt and grandfather for raising and caring for me. So when I was young, I was worried about how I could repay them in the future and repay their efforts for me."
"After Sister Mulan left, the old man had no children. Fortunately, he had you, Zhanzhan, to accompany him, so he wasn't lonely. Later, Zhanzhan grew up and left Auntie and the old man. Only then did I realize that they were lonely too. It was also then that I realized that I was useful. At least I could still say a few caring words to them."
"Now that the old man is gone, it's time for Uncle Zhong to live his own life. My grandson is three or four years old. I want to go to my son's place and rent a house next to his son and daughter-in-law's community, and take care of my grandson at the same time."
"Zhanzhan." Zhong Buhui closed the zipper of the suitcase. He looked up at Han Zhan and said with emotion, "When Zhanzhan was born, he was much taller than other children. Now he is almost 1.9 meters tall."
"Zhanzhan has grown up and become a father himself. From now on, you have to take good care of yourself and your family. Uncle Zhong is gone."
After hearing Uncle Zhong's heartfelt words, how could Han Zhan continue to try to keep him?
He gave up time with his own children and grandchildren to take care of his grandfather. Continuing to hold on to him is a selfish act.
Han Zhan said, "Uncle Zhong, I'm busy with work and may not have much free time to visit you. You and Brother Zhong Yi can bring your family to visit us in Wangdongcheng in the future."
"I will transfer this house to your name. Uncle Zhong, no matter when you come to Wangdong City, this is your home."
Zhong Buhui's eyes gradually turned red. He nodded, choking up and saying, "Of course I will come back. You are my family too. There is no way I won't come back."
"That's good."
As soon as the sun rose, Zhong Buhui moved her luggage into the car and drove herself south on the highway to Shanghai.
His son Zhongyi knew that his father was coming, so he rented a house for his father and prepared everything, waiting for his father to move in.
Turning around and looking at the big house behind him, Han Zhan sighed, and went back to the house to pack up his and Song Ci's things. He called Long Yu to find a truck to move the things, and asked him to find a truck to move the Podocarpus in the yard.
The cabbages and radishes in the vegetable garden were all ripe. Han Zhan asked the vegetable farmers to pick all the vegetables and gave them to the nearby neighbors.
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