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When the glucose was almost over, Mu Shenrong came.

Obviously, it was noon, and the sunlight outside was dazzling, but Fu ran still felt cold and cold. She curled up on the bed with her knees in her arms, like a poor kitten abandoned by others, sobbing soundlessly.

Mu Shenrong was also in a heavy mood, but he opened the porridge in his hand and handed it to Fu ran: "don't cry. Have some porridge first. You haven't eaten anything for a day and a night. Come on, have some porridge first."

Fu ran shook his head: "I'm not hungry."

"Well," Mu Shenrong himself took up the bowl of porridge, scooped a spoon from it, put it on the edge of his mouth to cool it, and then handed it to Fu Ran's lips. "I know you are not in the mood or hungry, but there are still many things to deal with under Lin Lao. You can't fall down, listen to me, and drink the porridge first."

Fu ran sucked his nose and was silent for a moment. He took the bowl and spoon and said, "thank you. I can do it myself. Have you eaten it?"

"Well, just below."

"Oh."

Fu ran drank porridge in silence. He would not like to face it any more, but he had to face it: "has everything been arranged for old Lin?"

"All right." Mu Shenrong replied, "Mr. Lin doesn't let the nanny inform anyone about the rescue and hospitalization. He only lets the nanny inform you. It can be seen that old Lin is also very worried about you. For the sake of Mr. Lin, you should also make yourself better soon. "

Fu ran sniffed, remembering what had happened before, and almost cried again. Mu Shenrong took a paper towel and wiped it on her face: "Mr. Lin likes to be quiet. Before leaving, he told him not to do big things. He wanted to go quietly, but he had already known about this matter, and many people came specially. So I arranged a farewell ceremony for him in the funeral parlor More. I think the ceremony should be quiet, but it can't make him less dignified. What do you think? " What Mu Shenrong said is reasonable. Although Mr. Lin wants to go quietly and low-key, his life is full of peaches and plums. All his disciples have the right to know about his departure. There must be many people who come to mourn for him. It is most appropriate to have a quiet and decent funeral for Mr. Lin. after listening to Mu Shenrong's arrangement, Fu ran said, "you arrange it, I haven't Opinions. "

"Well, then you have a rest."

Fu ran shook his head: "no, I still want to see Mr. Lin

Lin's ancestral hall is set up in his own courtyard. This is his home and the most nostalgic place in his life. To let him return here is perhaps his best destination.

The news also spread, and gradually there were people who came back for the funeral, but Fu ran was there, and Mu Shenrong was in charge of the overall situation.

The next day, countless flowers flowed in like tide, but everyone knew the character of Mr. Lin, so there was no sound. They just silently bowed in front of the statue of Mr. Lin, and then walked to the body of Mr. Lin, silently looked at him and said goodbye.

The most unexpected thing is that he is eighty-eight years old, but since old Lin was sent back, he has been sitting beside him without leaving.

Mu Shenrong tried to persuade him to go back to rest for several times, but he refused: "this is the last chance. I really can't see this old man anymore. How can I go? You don't need to worry about me. Let me sit here."

Leaders from higher levels also came to comfort him one after another. It can be seen that old Lin is respected. Minister Zhao and Zhao Ting have also come.

Minister Zhao looked sad. After seeing Lin's body, he went to the corner where there was no one to cry. Zhao Ting looked at Fu Ran's face and said, "how long have you not rested? Do you know how ugly your face is? You go to rest. Here I'll help you watch. "

Zhao Ting wants to take off Fu Ran's clothes. Fu ran says, "no, I can."

"What can you do? Don't you see that you are not much better than the dead?" As soon as the words were spoken, Zhao Ting had some regrets. Fu ran looked at him with hostile eyes.

"I'm sorry I said something wrong, but you really should rest. You can't stay up until the funeral is over. You can go and I'll watch for you."

When Mu Shenrong came in from the outside, he saw the pull of Fu ran and Zhao ting. He pulled Fu ran to his side, took off her clothes and gave them to Zhao Ting: "he is a disciple. It's proper for him to keep watch. Go and go to sleep."

Fu Ran's whole person is floating, being pulled by Mu Shenrong is like a puppet.

Zhao Ting curled his mouth and didn't say anything.

Mu Shenrong took Fu ran to the guest room, forced her to press on the bed, cover the quilt: "close your eyes, sleep."

Fu Ran is so tired that he can't even speak. The whole world is spinning around. After closing his eyes, he feels that the world is dark.

after a while, Fu ran was awakened by a panic and suddenly opened his eyes to see the darkness.

Knock on the head, she let herself sober up, but the waist that iron arm, also can't ignore, let her move.They were held together like two babies, her ears still had his heavy breathing, she woke up so much, his breath was still very stable, did not receive any impact, it can be seen how deep he sleeps.

If she is tired these days, then he is even more tired. After busy, inside and outside, all things are done by him. He has also fulfilled his promise to make old Lin's funeral low-key and decent, so he is more tired than her.

Fu ran looked at the mobile phone, but it was only two hours later. Seeing that he was sleeping so heavily, she couldn't bear to wake him up, so she didn't dare to move around again and closed her eyes.

When she woke up again, it was already bright outside. Fu ran quickly sat up from the bed, but she was the only one in the bed, and Mu Shenrong had disappeared.

Zhao ran and Lin sat on the other side of minister Fu Lin's for breakfast.

Zhao Ting waved to Fu ran: "Fu ran, come to have breakfast and sit next to me."

Mu Shenrong glared at her: "sit next to me."

Seeing what they did, Fu ran took a seat which was quite far away from both of them and filled him with some porridge.

Mu Shenrong looked at Fu Ran's face and nodded: "I look good today. It seems that I had a good sleep last night."

Fu ran heard the speech, and his face was a little red: "ah, it's OK."

Zhao Ting took a deep look at Mu Shenrong. He was very clear about where Mu Shenrong was sleeping last night. Now he said this on purpose, but it is not suitable to talk about this topic on this occasion. After a good rest, they were in a relaxed mood. After a while, Fu Zhongqian and Shen Huan arrived.