C199

Mrs. Lu did not live on the Jin City. Back then, everyone was young and vigorous, and they were not on good terms with Old Master Lu, so they moved out of Jin City.

After finding out about Lu Jianqing's news, Mrs. Lu cried her eyes out several times and fainted. In the end, she was carried to the Jin City with an oxygen bottle.

Right now, his Lu Family was completely immersed in grief, but he still had to endure the pain, and work hard to let Lu Jianqing have a better time walking.

Lu Family were originally a cold style, at this moment, everyone was dressed in black and white flowers, making the entire place seem dark and gloomy, making it even more difficult for people to face this painful reality.

Old Master Lu, who was sitting at the side of the room, suddenly looked like he had aged by a dozen years. Even though the old man's legs were a little stiff, he had always been full of spirit.

But once this happened, no matter how tenacious he was, he was unable to resist the fact that the white-haired man had sent the black-haired man away. When he heard the news in the sanatorium, he became completely silent.

He locked himself in his room. Anyone who knocked on his door would be able to say that he was fine.

However, his only son had left just like that. No matter who it was, it would be extremely difficult to accept. This kind of thing could only be slowly digested by oneself. The consolation and enlightenment of others would have no effect.

Thus, when they found out that the Old Master Lu did not have any accidents such as fainting, no one dared to disturb them. Only after a period of time did people come over to ask and there was a response.

Old Master Lu, who had been silent for a long time, had a large amount of white hair on his head when he walked out of the door. No one knew what kind of mental struggle he had experienced during this period.

Old Master Lu's gaze was still fixated on the picture of Lu Jianqing in the middle of the hall.

This was a photo that he had meticulously selected. Lu Jianqing was wearing a suit, his tie was tied up extremely meticulously and his collar was very neat and tidy.

Shally's short hair covered his forehead, and under his eyebrows were the smiling eyes. He remembered that his son used to like to laugh, but it was hard to find a smiling picture.

At that time, the discussion on this video had turned into a big project. When the cameraman told him to laugh when he needed to record his identity, he laughed out loud.

There was probably a sincere smile on his face. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and his sharp and defined lower jaw lines were smooth and smooth.

Lu Jianqing had always been an outstanding student, not only did he skip classes continuously when he was young, he even went to university, and used two years of time to complete four years of lessons and take over the Lu's early.

Originally, Lu's could only be considered as an enterprise with a famous reputation. However, after Lu Jianqing received it, the company gradually rose in status, and quickly ascended to the top of Jin City. It had never dropped from this peak ever again.

All of this was because of Lu Jianqing. No matter how emotional he looked at the photo, Old Master Lu did not shed a single tear.

He was the father of this outstanding man in the photo, and all of this was worthy of his pride. Even if he were to leave, he still wanted his son to leave with dignity.

But all of this, in the end, was not even the shock of family love.

"Old Lu …"

The Mrs. Lu was supported and walked into the house step by step. When she saw the Old Master Lu sitting beside him, she sobbed and looked up.

Who would have thought that the two of them, who had sworn to never see each other before, would now meet in such a way? The older they were, the more the vicissitudes of several years would manifest themselves on their faces.

Mrs. Lu held a handkerchief in her hand as her tears flowed uncontrollably. She immediately stood up and walked over to welcome him. She had been expressionless the entire time, but now, her face had a different expression.

"You're here."

No matter how strong he was, when he saw Mrs. Lu, the woman who was raising Lu Jianqing with him, Old Master Lu could no longer hold back. Two streams of tears fell from his aged eyes.

"Old Lu!" How could this be? How could Jian Qing leave like this? Was this for real? Don't lie to me! "

Mrs. Lu tightly grabbed onto Old Master Lu's clothes and laid directly on his body. Her tears completely soaked the clothes on his chest. She did not want to bear such an ending.

How could the Old Master Lu not wish for this to be a dream? If you wake up and see your son, no matter what the price is, it doesn't matter even if you take your life.

He carried Mrs. Lu into his embrace and brought him to the sofa to sit down. He gently patted Mrs. Lu's back, giving her remaining strength.

Mrs. Lu was buried in Old Master Lu's arms, refusing to raise her head. She didn't want her precious son to become a black and white photo, which was placed in the middle.

In the end, when she was crying uncontrollably, Old Master Lu arranged for her to be sent upstairs, and when the funeral started, he brought her down.

He would personally be hosting the funeral.

Forcefully holding up his body, Old Master Lu welcomed all those who came to offer their condolences one by one. Lu Jianqing normally trusted friends also came to help out, afraid that something would happen to Old Master Lu.

Everyone who came here was in great grief, but how many were there who were really grieving for him? How many of these people were clapping behind their backs?

"Thank you all for coming. Today is my only son, Lu Jianqing's funeral. Thank you all for accompanying us on his final journey."

Old Master Lu endured the grief in his heart and walked up to the stage, with two people supporting him from the side.

Mrs. Lu who was sitting in the front row leaned back on her chair and continuously sobbed softly. Personally sending her son away was an indescribable pain.

"Clear! How can you leave me behind! "

Old Master Lu was in the middle of the stage heartlessly reciting his eulogy, when he suddenly heard a shout coming from outside the door.

Everyone looked towards the door. Liang Peiqing was wearing a black dress and was crying until her eyes were red and swollen. She was walking to the center of the hall with big steps.

"Clear! Come back! Come back and see me! "

Liang Peiqing walked to the center of the hall and directly knelt in front of Lu Jianqing's photo.

The entire process of the funeral had been interrupted. Everyone looked at Liang Peiqing who was kneeling on the floor in the middle of the hall, and no one expected her to appear in such a manner.

"Peiqing, this is Jian Qing's funeral, you have to be more serious."