In the early morning, when the sun was just shining brightly from the horizon, light rain began to fall over City A.

This is the rain that City A finally received in more than sixty days.

The pattering light rain swept away the heat accumulated over the past few days. People living in the city felt a long-lost sense of relief.

But for Ye Huanyu, Mo Jincheng, and Yu Huijie, it was a different story.

There were six of them in two cars. They were all decorated with white flowers on their heads, looking very solemn.

Ye Huanyu drove the car and led the way with the children in front. Chenchen and Yangyang sat on either side of the back seat and sat in the middle for a long time. Together they held a portrait of Lu Lu.

In the black and white image, she showed a kind smile.

Following closely behind them were the cars of Mo Jincheng and Yu Huijie.

At the door of the villa, Annie, Qin Huo, and Luo Qiao were holding their newborn babies.

"Huanyu, I'm really sorry that we couldn't go there with you. When the child is older, we will definitely send bouquets of flowers to the aunt. Although we have not been in contact with her for a long time, in this short period of time

For a long time, I have regarded her as my mother."

Ye Huanyu poked her head out of the car window: "Thank you. My mother will be happy for me to have a group of friends like you."

Then he waved to them and the car started slowly.

"Why hasn't Ye Mo come yet?" Yu Huijie looked a little anxious while sitting in the car. Early this morning, she wanted to call him to urge him. However, there was always a message on the other end of the phone that the other party had turned off his phone.

"Huijie, don't worry. Ye Mo naturally knows it well," Mo Jincheng comforted him while driving the car.

The one who felt a little anxious like Yu Huijie was Chenchen in the first car. Along the way, he kept looking out the window, hoping that at a certain place, his father would drive up and join them.

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But when we finally arrived at the funeral home, there was still no trace of my father.

The person you were looking forward to didn't come, but the person you didn't expect to see was waiting here early.

When Ye Huanyu's car showed up at the funeral home, they saw two people, an old man and a young man, standing at the door.

It was Tan Li and Tang Tianze.

Ye Huanyu frowned when she saw it was the two of them.

However, no matter what, my mother still cared about Li Tan, and in the later stages, they still spent a good time together.

On the other hand, Mo Jincheng, Yu Huijie and the others did not have much reaction to Tan Li's arrival. They just shook hands politely like old friends meeting again.

Tan Li was very happy when he saw the three children appearing. But after seeing them holding the portrait of Lu Lu in their little hands, he looked a little sad again.

Lu Lu's mourning hall had already been decorated. Surrounded by yellow and white chrysanthemums, Lu Lu lay peacefully in the middle, looking as kind as she had before her death.

Ye Huanyu and the children slowly circled Lu Lu's body for a week before stopping. Others also paid homage to her body and then stood behind Ye Huanyu and the children.

Lu Lu's farewell ceremony was held very briefly, but without losing solemnity and solemnity.

Throughout the ceremony, Ye Huanyu's heart felt extremely painful. He recalled his mother's appearance and voice over and over again in his mind, all of which were vividly remembered.
Chapter completed!