The old man's room was filled with pungent smell of disinfectant and medicine.

He lay on the bed with a weak breath, his eyelids drooping weakly, as if he was already asleep.

But it was not until Lu Yanbei led Su Li and his two children into the room that the old man's wrinkled eyelids finally loosened twice, as if the eyelids weighed a thousand pounds. It took him a lot of effort before his eyes finally opened a thin gap.

When Zu Li saw it, his eyes were already dim and had nothing to do with it, like a burning oil lamp.

At that moment, Su Li's tears were almost rolling out of his eyes.

But she held back.

This was the last time the old man saw her, and she must not cry.

"dad--"

Lu Yanbei hugged his daughter and led his son forward.

"grandfather……"

"grandfather……"

Little Rosemary held on the head of the bed and touched the old man's thin face with his little hands. Tears seemed to be like broken beads, "Click, you will get better." You also said that you would build a snowman with your baby, wuwuwu..."

The old man looked at his good granddaughter and smiled kindly, but left tears of reluctance.

He opened his lips that were so old that they shrank. He clearly wanted to say anything, but he could not make a sound.

Seeing this, Su Li could no longer help but cover her face and cried out loud.

Jingchen also stood beside his grandfather's bed and quietly wiped his tears.

At this moment, there is no sound, but there is still sound.

In front of the bed, there is the last reluctance of parting.

Lu Yanbei held his father's hand tightly, "Dad..."

Tears were already silently rolling in his eyes, "Dad!"

His voice was already choked.

Mr. Lu looked at him with a smile, then rolled his eyes and looked at Su Li.

Although he didn't say a word, Su Li immediately understood and hurriedly came forward, kneeled in front of the old man's bed, "Grandpa!"

She held the old man's other hand.

The old man held the two of them with one hand and closed them tightly together.

"Okay... OK..."

I don’t know how much effort he had put in, but finally said what he wanted to say the most.

OK!

You all have to be fine.

After saying that, he smiled.

A tear fell from the corner of my eyes, and then slowly fell asleep...

Closed his eyes forever.

Leaving...

“Woooooooooooooooo…………………”

Zuli immediately burst into tears.

For a moment, inside and outside the room were filled with crying, sobs, and cries.

Grief filled the entire lonely old house.

****

After several discussions, Lu Yanbei finally decided to hold the funeral at the old house.

First, it is convenient to receive the VIPs who came to see the old man's funeral, and second, he is unwilling to let the old man's last journey be completed in the cold funeral home.

Who doesn’t want to finish your last journey at home?

Three days later—

The last night of the old man's funeral.

It's very quiet tonight.

All the concierges have been removed, leaving the long and quiet night to their relatives and friends to say goodbye.

And tomorrow morning, everyone would have to hold the old man's urn and bury him in the cemetery.

Zu Li knew that Lu Yanbei would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

So she went to the kitchen early and cooked a bowl of dumplings for him with her own hands.

I don’t know if he is in the mood to eat, but eating one is better than not eating one.

He hasn't eaten a good meal these days. His stomach is so fragile that it looks like a piece of paper. If he doesn't pour something into it, he will probably be unable to bear it sooner or later.

Zuli started looking for someone with steaming dumplings.

"Have anyone ever seen Yanbei?"

Zuli asked the servant.

Someone pointed her in the direction of the front yard, "I just saw the gentleman standing on the bridge."

"OK, thanks."

It was already early in the morning, and it was several degrees below zero outside. He was still watching the scenery on the bridge, and he didn't feel so cold.

Zuli hurriedly walked towards the antique bridge in the courtyard.

The yard of the old house was built in imitation of Jiangnan gardens.

The deep courtyard is in the deep gate, and the grass is in front of the steps.

The winding paths lead to secludedness, and the small bridges flow with water.

But now, it is mid-winter and heavy snow is flying.

As soon as Zu Li left the door, he was shocked by the spectacular snow scene in front of him.

It was only half a night, and the dry yard was covered with snow and covered with silver, which had a unique flavor.

Su Li saw a long shadow standing on the antique stone bridge from afar.

His face was desolate and motionless, as if he had entered into meditation.

Zuli closed his furry cloak and wrapped it tightly, then he walked towards him on the stone bridge.

It was not until Zuli stood beside Lu Yanbei and delivered the steaming bowl of dumplings in his hand to him that Lu Yanbei discovered her.

He looked down, looked at the dumplings that suddenly appeared in front of him, and then turned his head to look at her.

His eyes showed doubts.

"have eaten."

Zuli spoke, raised the bowl high, and brought it to his chin, "While it's hot."

“I can’t eat it.”

Lu Yanbei resisted and leaned his head slightly back and frowned slightly.

Su Li said: "It's hot, it's heavy, I can't hold it anymore..."

Her little hands pretended to shake twice.

Lu Yanbei quickly took the bowl in her hand.

But where is it hot?

Su Li succeeded, raised his eyebrows and patiently persuaded him, "I know you are in a bad mood, but you should eat a little bit! Grandpa is still watching you in the sky. You should know that once he leaves, you will not be willing to eat on time. How sad he is, especially your stomach is not good, right?"

Lu Yanbei stared at her deeply.

Snow fell on her head, but when the wind blew, it quickly floated away.

Lu Yanbei felt that this scene was a bit beautiful.

He obediently scooped a dumpling with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

After taking a bite, the fresh gravy burst out and overflowed into your mouth, and it felt delicious.

"Is it tasty?"

Zuli raised his head and asked him with anticipation.

Lu Yanbei nodded.

Zuli smiled, "If you taste delicious, eat more."

Lu Yanbei was rarely obedient. As he said, he finished the dumplings in the bowl in one breath, but there was no soup left.
To be continued...