Chapter 1182

The old man didn't expect that Huo Yanchen would suddenly take the initiative to take his wife and children home to live.

The garden is very cool on summer nights.

Fireflies could also be seen flying through the darkness.

Huo Yunting stood on the flagstone road of the dark path with crutches.

He comes here every night before going to bed.

Muzi Li didn't like taking photos because of his special occupation, so he didn't leave any photos, and some were taken away by Huo Yanchen early.

After losing his memory, the old man didn't find out where the photos were hidden by him.

For a period of time, he had a moderate illness and suddenly began to forget Muzi Li's face.

He was in a mess for a long time.

Alzheimer's disease is quite common in the elderly. He is worried that one day he will forget all the things related to Muzi Li.

Therefore, he also wrote many memoirs and kept them in his study.

"What are you doing standing here so late?"

At this time, Huo Yanchen's voice came from behind.

The old man was stunned for a moment and quickly turned around: "Why are you out? The children are asleep?"

"Yes." Huo Yanchen nodded.

He looked carefully at the old man in front of him.

Huo Yanchen did not remember when Huo Yunting began to grow old.

In my memory, he always seems to be the same stern appearance.

"Have you recovered your memory?" Huo Yunting asked.

"Well." Huo Yanchen nodded again, "including those things you have done."

Huo Yunting's face turned white at once. Then he lowered his eyelids and said after a moment of silence: "Yanchen, I recently recalled my past life and all the frustrations of scenery... Guess, when did I feel the happiest time?"

Huo Yanchen did not speak.

Huo Yunting didn't seem to mind either. He looked up at a leafy tree: "it's ridiculous. My happiest time was stolen."

Then he looked at Huo Yanchen: "in the past five years, because you don't have the memory of my evil deeds, our father and son spent peacefully. This is my happiest time."

"You owe my mother an apology," Huo Yanchen said.

"Green orange?"

"Yes."

"I'll go." Huo Yunting lowered his eyelids. "Qi Yan hasn't let her know that I was involved in it. When she recovers, I'll apologize."

"That's good." Huo Yanchen said and turned to leave.

After taking two steps, he stopped and said calmly, "find someone to install the street lamp tomorrow. When you are old, it's very troublesome to run to such a dark place every night."

Huo Yunting was stunned: "OK, I'll let someone do it tomorrow."

"I'll try my best to bring the children over at the weekend. If you don't have time, you can go to Yunding to see them yourself," Huo Yanchen added.

"Really... Really?" Huo Yunting totally didn't expect Huo Yanchen to say such words.

Huo Yanchen responded and then left.

Huo Yunting stood there, knowing that his son had forgiven him, and suddenly burst into tears.

He has been a powerful man in his life. Many people have to shake three times when they hear the name Huo Yunting.

But it's such a person.

At the last moment of his life, he saw the chicken feathers on the ground because of himself, and his children because of his misfortunes.

The three members of Huo Qinhan's family have never contacted Huo Yunting since they were expelled by Huo Yanchen.

But Huo Yunting has always heard from them. The family has settled down in Europe. They have done some small import and export business and are living well. Huo Shaokun is a bastard as always.

He thought that he would spend the rest of his life in such a big house.

But I didn't think

Huo Qinhan looked back at the road.

Vaguely, he seems to be back more than 20 years ago. Muzi Li An'an quietly stood at the end of the road, looked at him and smiled gently at him.

* * *

Luo Anxin soon returned to the northwest and began shooting half a pot of smoke and sand again.

Because of the last poisoning, the crew was also extra cautious.

The wolf girl changed a newcomer from luoanxin company to perform. The little girl acted very well and cooperated well with luoanxin.

The shooting progress is OK.

When the scene in the desert was finished, the funeral of Sheng Shiyan also came.

Luo Anxin returned to city a one day in advance.

When getting off the plane, the large and small screens outside the airport are videos commemorating the prosperity of the times.

The same is true of the corners of the city.

Luo Anxin returns to the manor. Lin Qingcheng and Qi Yan are preparing the clothes to wear tomorrow.

Sheng Shiyi doesn't know what to think. She insists that Qi Yan and Lin Qingcheng attend the funeral with their families.

"You were their uncle too," said Luo Anxin.

"Your cousin, not only because of this." said Qi Yan, looking at his hand destroyed by egg girl. Egg girl was fascinated with nail polish recently. Huo Yanchen, Gong Yi and Qi Yan even passed through the city of A, and Nangong imperial school, who stayed overnight, failed to escape.

"She probably wants to take advantage of the situation to disclose Sheng Hong's relationship with Nanyang Xie Lin, so as to consolidate Sheng Hong's position in the capital sector," Luo Anxin said.

"Well." Qi Yan nodded, "Niuniu, are you sure you can wash it off?"

"Yes, dad is very experienced," replied the egg girl.

Experienced Dad: "

"I was originally a family. She helped me save it. You were saved by the child in prime time. We owe others more than we know. Let her do it," Lin Qingcheng said.

"Yes." Qi Yan answered.

"Are you too used to Luo Yinian? Dad, you let your subordinates see it like this. What do they think?" Luo an looked at Qi Yan's colorful hands and couldn't bear it.

"It doesn't matter. I painted sika and her bodyguard uncles." egg girl said happily.

Luo Anxin: "no wonder I saw the fourth brother just now. His fist was pinched like that. Egg girl, you are too mischievous."

"Dad, mom is cruel to me." egg girl looked wronged.

"Mom is right. Listen to mom carefully." Huo Yanchen said slowly.

Egg girl: "

"Where's Arnold?" luo'an looked around.

"What plants do you plant in the garden with the old man?" Huo Yanchen took a look at the time. "You got home a little earlier. He probably doesn't know you're back yet."

Luo an nodded his head and was obviously absent-minded.

Early the next morning.

Luo Anxin's family, old and young, went to the place where the funeral was held.

Sheng Shiyan's parents have passed away.

In addition to Sheng Shiyi, there is only one eldest brother left in the Sheng family. Qi Yan, as an uncle, stood beside them this time.

When the guests came, everyone looked stunned.

Sheng Shiyi introduced one by one: "this is my little uncle, my grandfather's son, Nanyang Xie Lin, Luo Anxin. You all know my uncle's daughter. This is Mr. Huo of the imperial consortium and the husband of my cousin."

Luo Anxin can't laugh or cry about this way of introduction.

But when she looked at the huge portrait of Sheng Shiyan directly opposite, there was no wave in her heart.

Gu Siyan also came.

Very low-key sitting in the corner, luo'an watched her wipe her tears many times.

The rest, in addition to fan representatives, are representatives of major consortia.

The most shocking thing is that Nangong Yu and Nangong old lady also came in person, but they just worshipped and left without staying.

The media reported that the funeral of Sheng Shiyan was described as the most arranged funeral.

After a whole day of mourning, the venue was empty.

Sheng Shiyi unbuttoned her black suit, sat in the first row, smoked slowly and looked at Sheng Shiyan's ever brilliant smiling face.

"Although I know you certainly don't like such boasting, but ~ boasting is your sister's style. You can't stand it." Sheng Shiyi said, "after all, I can't stand it. You killed yourself."

Half a pack of cigarettes.

Qi Yan and Lin Qingcheng came to help deal with the improved matters.

"Hello, Miss Sheng. I'm Lin Qingcheng. I didn't say hello when I first met." Lin Qingcheng said gently, "thank you and your brother for everything they have done for our family. If you need help in the future, just say we'll do our best."

Sheng Shiyi looked up and said, "I really want to help. You two will be happier. The happier you are, the better."

Lin Qingcheng was stunned: "of course."

"Then there's nothing else." Sheng Shiyi took her last cigarette and stood up. "When are you going to get married?"

Lin Qingcheng smiled, glanced at Qi Yan again, and said gently, "we're married, but we don't plan to hold a ceremony."

"How can I do that? I have to do one big or small." Sheng Shiyi frowned. "I'm working hard to save you. I don't want you to hide when you get married."

"There will be a ceremony," Qi Yan replied.

Sheng Shiyi glanced at him. She was probably a family. Even if she didn't say something, Qi Yan could know what she thought.

"I still have guests to greet. Please help yourself." Sheng Shiyi turned and left.

Lin Qingcheng looked at cigarette butts all over the ground and was worried: "how can you stand smoking so much?"

"I also advised, but the girl is wild. The most impossible thing is to be obedient." Qi Yan said.

"Born in a place like Sheng Hong, it's hard for a girl to come to this day step by step." Lin Qingcheng said.

Qi Yan said nothing.

They then left.

In the dark cabin.

On an electronic screen, the picture of Qi Yan holding Lin Qingcheng away was frozen.

Opposite the electronic screen, on a hospital bed, lay a man who looked very weak with scarlet eyes.

The door opened, Sheng Shiyi's suit coat was thrown on her shoulder and slowly came in.

"Tut Tut, uncle, look at this. It's a perfect couple." Sheng Shiyi leaned against the hospital bed and looked at the two people on the screen. "Did you hear that just now? They're married. They're so kind and loving. They really envy others."