C2 Rush

"Dad. . . " "Dad. . . " In the midst of two sorrowful cries, Su Zhengye left them forever.

Third Granduncle walked forward and wiped his tears, "Prepare for the funeral. "

The people in the room were instantly cleared out. Su Yongnian and Su Yongan cleaned their father and put on his birthday suit. Su Zhengye was carried into the coffin and placed in the mourning hall.

Su Yongnian and Su Yongan kneeled in the mourning hall with their families. All kinds of things were going on in an orderly manner.

When night came, the mourning hall was silent. Su Yongan and Su Xinyue were guarding the spirit, while Su Yongnian sat on the other side, looking as if he didn't care about anyone.

A gust of wind blew over, gently swaying the white flag.

Su Xinyue sat there quietly, staring blankly at the long lamp under the coffin. "Yue'er, don't blame your grandfather. He didn't do this for himself. " Su Yongan comforted her softly.

"Dad, Grandfather looked for me earlier, but I couldn't accept it at the moment. If I had known it would be like this, I should have agreed earlier. " Su Xinyue said with some self-blame. In one night, she seemed to have understood a lot of things.

"Yiming might not be able to think straight for a moment. He is your brother. Don't make a fuss about it with him. " Su Yongan exhorted.

"Dad, I know. Even I was surprised. I didn't expect Grandpa to take a fancy to me and not Big Brother. Although it's just an undeserved reputation, Big Brother will definitely feel unhappy. He's another person who can't see the sand in his eyes. "

" When he understands the current situation, perhaps he'll understand. Before your grandfather was still alive, he always wanted to restore the fan industry, but he wanted to, but he was powerless. The current situation was no longer the same as in the past. How to do it was truly not an easy matter. No matter what, you can't go back on your word and do your best to do this. "

In the later half of the night, it was so cold that it made people shiver. Su Yiming slowly walked over and quietly sat beside his father, Su Yongnian. He didn't even look at Su Xinyue. The atmosphere dropped to the freezing point, making the night even colder.

The cold night finally passed. Su Xinyue's eyes were red and swollen.

Guests arrived one after another, and the Cultural Department also sent a representative, Zhou Ke, to offer his condolences. After Zhou Ke offered his incense, He respectfully kowtowed three times to the memorial tablet, his face full of grief. He helped Su Yongnian and Su Yongan up one by one. He consoled them: "Old Man Su has dedicated his entire life to the inheritance of culture, wholeheartedly wanting to continue the fan industry. Half a month ago, he went to look for me and asked me about some policies. Don't worry. This fan making technique should be protected. After this matter, I will tell you the details of the application. I will cooperate with you to settle this matter as soon as possible. "

"Zhou Ke, thank you so much" Su Yongnian and Su Yongan both said sincerely. With this kind of support, there was a glimmer of hope for the revival of the fan industry.

After Zhou Ke left, seven or eight people came down, all of them around the age of fifty-six. After offering incense one by one in front of the memorial tablets, each and every one of them had tears in their eyes. The one in the lead was a white-haired old man. As the representative, he stepped forward to help Su Yongnian and Su Yongan up. When Su Yongan saw the white-haired old man, he immediately cried, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu. You're all here. "

Uncle Liu wiped his tears and sobbed, "Uncle Ye's health wasn't too good when he went last time. When I asked him, he said he was fine. He could live for another ten or eight years without any problems. I didn't expect him to leave just like that. If there was anything he wanted to say, just say hello. No one dared to say no. He wants to rebuild the fan shop, it's not that we don't understand. It's just that time doesn't wait for me. " The others also went forward one by one, reuniting with their old friends. Instantly, grief came from within, and tears of grief flowed down Su Yongnian and Su Yongan's faces.

"Yue Er, come here. This is Uncle Liu, and this is Uncle Zhou. This is Uncle Zhao. . . They are all old men in the fan shop. They have more affection for the fan shop than anyone else. " Su Yong'an pulled Su Xinyue to introduce them one by one. In the future, these old men would be indispensable in the revival of the fan shop.

Uncle Liu glanced at Su Xinyue, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Su Xinyue called Uncle Liu, Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhao. . . From their grief, Su Xinyue could feel their deep feelings for her grandfather. They were different from ordinary customer feelings. It was just that they had concerns about her fan industry in the end.

Third Great Uncle came over and led Uncle Liu and the others to sit down and rest. Su Yongan patted Su Xinyue's shoulder gently, telling her not to mind Uncle Liu and the others' attitudes. "The fan store has been disbanded for almost ten years. It's not that Uncle Liu and the others don't have feelings, it's just that they have long lost confidence. "

Su Xinyue nodded. She knew that it wouldn't be so easy. This was only the beginning. There would be many difficulties in the future. It was just that a promise was worth a thousand gold. She had no way out. Grandfather's wish had to be fulfilled. It was not only related to her future, but also the skills of the family and the inheritance of history and culture.

At this time, a tall, black robed man wearing sunglasses walked in, holding an offering in his hand. The person who received him placed the sacrifice properly. The man took off his sunglasses, his face was clear, he was not even thirty years old. He looked at the portrait and respectfully kowtowed three times.

He walked in front of Su Yongnian and helped him up. He said, "My condolences. " He came in front of Su Yongan again, "My condolences. "

"You are?" Su Yongan asked.

"I am Meng Tianheng. My grandfather's health is not good, so he asked me to come" The young man said.

"Meng Clan, you're from the Meng Clan. How is your grandfather? How many years has it been since I last saw him? " Su Yongan sighed.

"My grandfather's body is still quite healthy. He just found out that Grandpa Su passed away and regretted not coming to see him earlier. " Meng Tianheng's face revealed a look of regret.

"It's great that Uncle Meng can think like this. My father will be very happy to hear it. Please say hello to Uncle Meng on my behalf. When you have time in the future, you can walk around often. " Su Yongan's face revealed a trace of relief.

"I will bring your message. " Meng Tianheng said humbly.

When Su Yongan saw Meng Tianheng's expression, he had a good impression of him. "He's already passed away, there are some things that should be put down" His face was filled with sadness and a trace of powerlessness.

"Uncle Su, don't think too much, everything will pass" Meng Tianheng consoled.

Su Yongan looked at Meng Tianheng again. He looked calm, and Si Hao could not see any signs. Perhaps he thought too much. The current Su Clan was already in a state of disunity, and there would not be any more disturbances. He originally wanted to introduce Su Xinyue to him, but after thinking about it, he thought that perhaps there wouldn't be any more interactions.

Su Xinyue's company sent people over to offer their condolences, and she greeted her colleagues. When she returned to the mourning hall again, Meng Tianheng had already left. She did not hear the conversation between her father and him.

Su Yongan glanced at Su Xinyue, but didn't say anything in the end. Some of the old memories had long disappeared without a trace. She could not increase the psychological burden anymore. She was already worried enough.

Su Xinyue quietly knelt there. That gaze before her grandfather's death once again stung her. She secretly made up her mind that she would definitely not let him down.