He Xinrong nodded and smiled at Mr. Song and said, "Hello, Uncle Song. My friends and I are coming over to see you, your aunt, and your sister-in-law."
Qin Fan greeted Mr. Song.
Mr. Song greeted me equally warmly. He nodded and said with a wry smile: "Thank you so much. You are so busy and you still have to come here."
He Xinrong shook his head and said, "Uncle Song, please don't be so polite."
While talking, three people walked in.
Song Yu's wife was coaxing her children in the room. When she saw a guest coming, she immediately stood up to greet them.
The family atmosphere was a bit dull, and it could be seen that the family still had not recovered from the grief of losing their son.
After sitting down, Qin Fan took a closer look at Song Yu's family.
He thought that what Song Yu said before his death was indeed right.
Song Yu's wife is not beautiful, she seems to be a very virtuous woman.
The child was still young and was in his mother's arms, blinking and looking at him curiously with his big eyes.
Song Yu's parents are already old. Although the family is not so poor, the future life will definitely be extremely difficult.
As soon as he saw this scene, Qin Fan suddenly felt uncomfortable.
To be honest, sometimes he admired Song Yu, but sometimes he was a little unhappy with that guy.
After all, Song Yu is now the pillar of the family, with seniors and juniors at the top, and it’s time to work hard for the family.
But this guy went to provide disaster relief.
If nothing happens, that's fine, but if something happens, it will really destroy a family.
Qin Fan didn't know if what Song Yu did was right, but now that it's like this, he should just accept his fate.
At this time, He Xinrong saw Qin Fan in a daze, so she gently pushed Qin Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, please speak."
Qin Fan made a sound and then reacted.
He looked at everyone and then smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, aunt, and sister-in-law, let me introduce you first. I am a friend who went to the disaster relief with Brother Song this time. My name is Qin Fan."
Song Laoyi nodded and said, "Xiao Qin, you introduced us just now, and we all remember it in our hearts."
Qin Fan nodded politely, paused, then looked up at everyone and said, "Actually, I came here today to tell you something."
"Xiao Qin, if you have any questions, just ask," Mr. Song handed Qin Fan a cigarette.
Qin Fan took it, thanked him, and put the cigarette on the coffee table.
He glanced at He Xinrong subconsciously, and then told Song Yu's family: "Actually, a month ago, Brother Song and I were the ones who were rushed into the mudslide together."
"What?"
"Are you the one who saved Song Yu and then was washed away?"
Mr. Song and others suddenly seemed a little excited.
Although they lost their son, he knew that Qin Fan saved his son and was implicated.
At this time, He Xinrong nodded and agreed: "Yes, Uncle Song, he is the one we were talking about before."
At this time, Song Yu's wife's expression changed.
She asked hurriedly and excitedly: "Qin Fan, then you rushed into the mountain torrent with our child's father. If you are alive now, is our Song Yu also alive?"
"Yes, Xiao Qin," Song's mother asked excitedly at this time.
Looking at the looks cast by the family, Qin Fan suddenly felt a little ashamed.
He shook his head and said: "I saved my life by hanging on the tree, but Brother Song was killed."
As soon as he finished speaking, the family suddenly burst into tears again, which sounded even more uncomfortable.
In fact, they knew that Song Yu must be dead, but when they heard the news, they originally had a glimmer of hope, but unexpectedly it was shattered.
At this time, He Xinrong also wiped away her tears, and then hurriedly stood up to comfort the other party.
After the other party calmed down a little, Qin Fan got to the point and talked about Song Yu's body.
However, Qin Fan did not go into detail about the rotting corpse, as he was worried about causing the other person's sadness again.
In fact, there is a tradition in China that after death, the fallen leaves return to their roots.
Even if a person dies outside, the body must be brought back and buried at home.
Song Lao heard that Qin Fan buried his son's body there.
Suddenly he knelt down to Qin Fan and cried, "Xiao Qin, my old man is really grateful to you for being here."
He knew what the body would look like after it was soaked in water and a month later.
In addition, this was still in a deep mountain like Xianren Mountain. It was not easy for Qin Fan to find his son's body and bury it.
As soon as Mr. Song knelt down, his daughter-in-law also knelt down for Qin Fan.
When Qin Fan took a look, he immediately let out an ouch. He hurriedly pulled Mr. Song up and said, "Uncle Song, please don't do this. It makes me feel even more ashamed."
Immediately, he helped the old man up and waited for the family to sit down.
Qin Fan then continued: "I came here today. In addition to seeing you, my aunt, and my sister-in-law, I just want to tell you that if you want to move the grave back later, just call me and I will take you there.
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Immortal Mountain stretches as far as the eye can see. Although Qin Fan has marked it, others will definitely not be able to find it.
After saying that, Qin Fan gave Mr. Song the phone number he had prepared in advance.
Mr. Song hurriedly took it with both hands and nodded his thanks.
As far as love is concerned, Qin Fan has done enough for their family.
After saying this, Qin Fan felt a little better.
Then he turned around and hugged the child for a while, then chatted with Mr. Song and the others about other things.
After such a chat, the family felt a little better.
When he saw that the time was almost up, Qin Fan turned his head and signaled to He Xinrong.
He Xinrong hurriedly handed Qin Fan a bag. Qin Fan had withdrawn 50,000 yuan from the bank on the way here.
"Uncle and aunt, here is 50,000 yuan. It's our wish. Just take it." Qin Fan said and took out the money.
At this time, Mr. Song and others were surprised. He Xinrong and Li Shi had already given more than 10,000 yuan before they came here.
Now Qin Fan will give him 50,000 yuan at once, but they definitely can't ask for the money.
Immediately, Mr. Song hurriedly pushed the money back and said: "Xiao Qin, you can take this money, we can't take it."
"Yes, Xiao Qin, we really can't ask for this money." Song Yu's wife said hurriedly.
Qin Fan shook his head and said: "Although Song Yu is gone, life will continue in the future. This money is our heart, so take it quickly. If you don't take it, we will come every day in the future."
"Yes, Uncle Song, just take it. This is Qin Fan's wish." He Xinrong agreed.
In the end, Mr. Song couldn't resist, so he accepted the money, and they felt grateful again.
Mr. Song took Qin Fan's hand, sighed and said: "My son is not very promising, but to be honest, he knows you, which is a blessing for that boy. If he knew that your friends were doing this, he could
Rest in peace.”
Qin Fan smiled bitterly.
After chatting with Song Yu and his family for a while, he and He Xinrong got up to leave.
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