Chapter 438

Qiufen took He Weifei to the middle room, "The quilt and pillows are all new, and the towels and toothbrushes are in the bathroom. After taking a shower, I'll go straight to bed. Your uncle and I will sleep in the room next to you. Just knock on our room door, you know?"

"The other room belongs to He Feng?"

"Yes, you can take a good look at his room and some notes tomorrow. There may be something about you in it."

He Qiang brought up He Weifei's luggage, and He Weifei took two bags from the suitcase, "Auntie, this is a gift from me to meet your uncle, please accept it."

"This... this is too expensive." Seeing the patterned cloth bag, Qiufen felt that the price must not be expensive.

"This is my wish." He Weifei put the things in her hands, then found a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

Qiu Fen returned to her and He Qiang's room with two bags.

He Qiang turned off the lights on the first floor and brought two bottles of mineral water up.

Qiufen: "What are you doing with the mineral water?"

"I'm afraid the child will be thirsty at night."

"Drinking cold water on a cold day, thank you for thinking about it."

"During dinner at night, I saw my child's reaction to not liking things that others touched. Tonight, I will drink it cold for now, and I will go out tomorrow and buy a new small electric kettle for my child." He Qiang didn't know why he called He Weifei to take one bite at a time. The child yelled very smoothly, as if it was his Fengzi.

"Okay. I'll write it down and don't forget it tomorrow. Do you want to buy something else after thinking about it? Don't let the child be wronged when he lives in our house."

"That's right." He Qiang saw Qiu Fen was carrying two boxes, "What is that? You touched the child's things?"

"I said no to the meeting gift that the child said to us. He forced it. It seems a bit bad not to accept it."

"Okay, okay. Let's see what it is, and return it if it's too expensive."

Qiu Fen nodded, "That's what I mean too."

The two entered the room and opened two boxes. Half a minute later, the two stood by the bed and looked at the things on the bed, speechless for a long time.

Qiufen lowered her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Old He, am I right? Our Feng Zi said that this year's Chinese New Year will give me a necklace and a scarf worn by women in the city, and give you a car repair CD."

He Qiang's expression was both surprised and joyful, "Qiu Fen, that child is our nobleman, we must treat him well, just treat him like we are."

"I know, I know." Qiu Fen said, putting away the two gifts with great care, tears streaming down her face, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising.

After He Weifei finished washing, he said good night to He Qiang and Qiu Fen and went back to his room to sleep.

Lying in a room that should have seemed strange to him, he felt no uneasiness.

This point has puzzled and puzzled him ever since he met He Qiang.

Everything that happened today overturned his previous cognition. Before that, he thought that He Weixia's personality was derived from his master Gerry.

But there is no way to explain how they felt about him when he met He Qiang and Qiu Fen, and that he didn't feel strange to them, and the gift he bought happened to be what He Feng had promised before his death.

When he wanted to meet and greet, those few things came to his mind.

He Weifei looked at the dark room, feeling heavy in his heart.

If it is said that He Weixia appeared on He Feng after his death, neither ghosts nor souls can be explained by current science.

He didn't want to believe it either.

**

He Weifei thought he would not be able to fall asleep, but he didn't expect to sleep until nine o'clock in the morning.

When he got up, Qiufen had already heated up the breakfast.

Seeing He Weifei going downstairs, Qiufen smiled and said, "Son, you are up. Let's have breakfast. I don't know what you like to eat, so Auntie will cook a little of everything. Auntie will make whatever you like tomorrow."

"Thank you, auntie, where is uncle?"

"He's going to buy you a new electric kettle and other daily necessities. I'll disinfect the dishes and chopsticks after eating. Don't worry."

He Weifei didn't know what else to say, He Qiang and Qiu Fen's thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness made him feel at ease and worried that his arrival would cause them trouble.

Qiufen saw what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Son, you didn't cause trouble to me and your uncle. We are more than happy to have you here. Come and eat while it's hot. We will go when your uncle comes back." Look at the wind."

"Um."

After He Weifei finished his breakfast, He Qiang came back with two big bags.

Qiufen took the bag, "Are these enough?"

"It's not enough to go out and let the children watch and buy by themselves. What we buy may not meet the children's requirements."

"That's right. You hurry up and eat something, and go out excitedly early in the morning without even eating breakfast."

"I ate out."

**

After He Weifei had breakfast, He Qiang and Qiu Fen packed up some vegetarian fruits and incense candles for grave-sweeping, and the three of them got in the car and set off.

He Feng's tomb was on the side of the road back to Hejia Village yesterday, and grass grew on the grave and in front of the grave.

The three put down their things and began to clean up the sundries in front of and behind the grave.

After tidying up, He Weifei wondered, "Why is there no stele?"

There is only one flat stone without words in front of the grave, which is regarded as a tombstone.

He Qiang sighed and said: "The custom here is like this. Whether Feng Zi's grandparents' tombs are still on the tomb, we have to wait for the Feng Shui master to measure the characters and calculate the year, and then erect them in order of seniority."

He Weifei responded, and understood.

There are different customs in ten miles, and the customs in the village are not the same as those in the city to which they belong, let alone those in another city.

After tidying up the sundries on the grave, He Qiang and Qiu Fen began to arrange the things they brought, while He Weifei lit candles and incense.

He Qiang said: "Fengzi, are you okay? Your mother and I are fine. Your friend came to see us yesterday, and your mother and I are very happy. Don't miss us, we are fine , you can sleep with peace of mind, your mother and I have already adapted to life without you at home."

He Qiang and Qiu Fen chattered a lot more, while He Weifei stood aside and looked at the grave in front of him in confusion, his face turned pale.

He Weifei tried his best to restrain his intense emotions, allowing himself to concentrate on experiencing another thought in his mind at this time.

If his body is not his split personality, but the real He Feng, then his reaction to seeing his grave will definitely be different from his split personality reaction.

He Weifei slowly calmed down, forcing himself to maintain his sanity when he had a splitting headache and almost fainted. He vaguely felt something but it was fleeting.

After the three of them finished sweeping the grave, they left the car to drive to the surrounding attractions.

Perhaps He Qiang and Qiuzhi have fully accepted the fact that He Feng has passed away, and their emotions have not been greatly affected.