Han Yunzhi took two of her subordinates and got off the plane with the passengers. This was her first trip abroad in nearly 20 years.
Fully self-service electronic code scanning customs, it is super convenient to pick up luggage. As Lu Chengguang’s wife, her English level is not low.
The town they are going to is called Gibsons.
This is Vancouver, an extremely beautiful harbor town.
The climate here is good and very livable. There are many artists and handicraft shops in the town. It is a slow-paced life that rich people yearn for.
Judging from the information found so far, Li Wei, the attending doctor at that time, immigrated to live here three months after Mr. Lu's car accident.
Han Yunzhi got the specific address, and she went there with a mission. She was not sure whether the other party would meet her, but she had to find him first.
And Tong Hua, who was in Rongcheng, was not idle either.
On this day, she took Xiaolong and Xiaohu to the mall to buy some things, and they drove to Zhang Gao's home again.
We came to the dilapidated alley, with more than half of the houses empty and no longer inhabited.
It was still his elderly father who opened the door.
Seeing the two men and one woman outside the door, the old man was a little surprised. These people were here yesterday, why are they here again today?
"Grandpa." Tong Hua smiled sweetly and held two bags in his hands, "We came here specially to see you today. We came in a hurry yesterday and didn't bring anything with us. I'm sorry."
Xiaolong and Xiaohu also held bags in their hands. Although they were two grown men, they also had kind faces.
The old man was leaning on a cane and looking at them tremblingly.
Tong Hua smiled and walked in sideways, and Xiaolong and Xiaohu also went in carrying bags.
The old man turned around with his cane and looked at them with confusion and emotion.
These are some daily necessities, rice, oil, noodles, meat, and some ingredients.
They are all things that the elderly can use in their daily lives.
After Xiaolong and Xiaohu put away their things, they turned around and left, waiting outside the door, not wanting to make the old man feel oppressed.
"grandfather."
Tong Hua could understand the pain of an old man losing a son in old age, and when she saw the photos hanging on the wall, she felt a little sad.
She held the old man's hand without disdain. When she got close to him, she could smell a faint strange smell emanating from the old man.
The old man slowly raised his eyes to look at her, very moved, "Girl, what is your name?"
"My name is Tong Hua." The girl replied sincerely, then turned to look at the photos on the wall, "I originally wanted to come and see Uncle Gao."
"Sit down, child." The old man gently took his calloused hand out of the girl's palm.
Then he turned around with crutches to move the chair.
When Tong Hua saw this, she quickly stepped forward, "Grandpa! Let me do it!" When she finished speaking, her hands had already touched the two chairs.
Then he moved the chair to the window easily, "Grandpa, sit down."
"Girl, do you eat peaches?" the old man asked her, "I still have a few peaches here." She has always been reluctant to eat them, and her teeth are not good.
"Thank you, grandpa. I won't eat. I just came here after eating and I'm very full." After saying that, Tong Hua went to help him, "Sit with grandpa for a while. Come on, be careful."
Since his son left, the old man has been lonely.
Today, someone finally came over to talk to me, and his depressed mood has obviously improved a lot.
Tong Hua sat down in the chair with the old man, and the topic naturally turned to Zhang Gao. Tong Hua first comforted the old man, saying that people cannot be resurrected after death, so they should grieve.
Then, she patiently listened to the old man's words for half an hour.
Finally, Tong Hua tried to ask, "Does Uncle Gao have his own room? For example, relics? Books?"
"There is a room on the third floor that belonged to him. It was locked all the time during his lifetime. Since his student days, some files, notes, plans, and favorite books were all placed in it. No one can touch it, and I did not go in.
Pass."
After hearing this, Tong Hua seemed to see hope again, "Then after he left... did you help him deal with it?"
The old man shook his head and sighed, "I can't do my job. There are too many things. I haven't had time to deal with them yet. I want to find a time to burn them for him."