He didn't even think about how to refuse this matter, and was pulled in.
When he walked into the yard, Wang Han almost came back to his senses.
After a wry smile, looking at Concubine Lin Lan who was waiting for him to enter, Wang Han finally nodded and walked in with Concubine Lin Lan.
Entering this familiar room, Wang Han was taken aback, as if he had returned to the time when he was still in this room a few years ago.
The house is still the same house, but the person is not the same person.
The label of the era has been slammed on the house, and the imprint is as strong as the bone marrow.
So much so that Wang Han can still see the imprint of his memory even in the house whose interior decoration has changed a few years later.
Lin Changfeng used to live here, although he didn't communicate much.
But the old man who looked like a wise man still left a deep impression on Wang Han.
Wang Han remembered one thing.
That is the matter that Lin Changfeng left him a blank letter.
Until now, Wang Han has not understood that meaning.
After recovering, Wang Han looked at Concubine Lin Lan.
Concubine Lin Lan found out Wang Han was looking at the house, so she said: "After grandpa gave me the house, I am the only one here, so there are not too many things. Don't be fooled, just treat this place as your own home." .¡±
While talking, Concubine Lin Lan took off her coat.
Wang Han let out an oh, and after hanging up his clothes, he began to look around.
The house is really ordinary, only the dining table, coffee table, sofa and other ordinary objects are left in the whole living room. An analog clock on the wall keeps going day after day, and it seems that it is still manually wound. That kind of clock.
You know, there are really very few such clocks near this time in 2013.
In Wang Han's memory, there was such a clock at home, but it was also a thing two thousand years ago. When he first emerged two years ago, he was sold by his mother for money. Many things related to the sense of the times are not kept. Down, but do not know its preciousness in the future, just caring about its petty profits, in the end what is missed is not money, but the strong sense of the times, and the rare memories of childhood.
Therefore, when Wang Han saw this wind-up clock, he would also feel emotional.
There really isn't much in the whole room.
Some, Wang Han had seen in this room before.
For example, the chair with the flower pot over there, or the painting on the wall.
"After my grandfather left, I didn't throw away all my things, but kept some things here. In fact, there is no need to be afraid of the old man's death. Death of old age is different from murder. Someone died of old age in the house. It is an old house. , things that must be experienced, if you have to care about everything, it would be too rigid."
Concubine Lin Lan shook her head and said, "So after thinking about it, I kept things for a few years. In fact, I felt quite guilty about my grandfather's death. I didn't see it much when I was alive. He glanced at it, and didn't know how to cherish it until he passed away, isn't it like this for all people?"
"In fact, there is no need to let the people of the next generation know too much about the grievances of the previous generation, because it has no effect except to transfer this kind of hatred. After hating Grandpa for so many years, his heartmaybe really Will you be sad?"
Concubine Lin Lan murmured.
Wang Han said: "It's okay, concubine, grandpa will be very happy to know that you forgive him. Besides before leaving, didn't uncle already go? Now that he has gone, I think grandpa knows this too. I don¡¯t say what you mean on the surface, but everyone knows it in their hearts, and the reason why they are still holding on, I think it has a lot to do with uncle"
His words were not outrageous.
But Lin Changfeng at that time was really full of guilt.
His only thought before he died was to see his child, and while he said he was ashamed to see him, when he was talking, his eyes would show that desire again.
Everyone has a longing to go home, especially when they are old.
However, some people find it difficult to do even this.
He didn't stay in the Lin family much in the second half of his life, but he still created a great foundation for the Lin family.
If it weren't for Lin Changfeng, the Lin family would not be the current Lin family.
Sometimes, thinking about this issue dialectically, in fact, you can?A lot.
Many people will inevitably do one or two stupid things, some are trivial, and some are very serious. Maybe the things Lin Changfeng did were more serious, so that the Lin family broke up with him later.
Concubine Lin Lan nodded, and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about it anymore. Anyway, it's been so long, so it's useless to talk about it. How about you, what would you like to drink? I'll make you some tea?"
Before Wang Han could react, Concubine Lin Lan left here.
Wang Han shook his head, this feeling does not require him to choose whether to drink or not.
However, he also had a good impression of tea, and he didn't resist it from the bottom of his heart.
While Concubine Lin Lan was making tea, Wang Han began to look at the room.
Thin, every inch and every inch to look at it.
His current purpose
is not looking for elements in memory.
He is not that free.
To put it bluntly, he was just looking for factors related to children.
Wang Han would be lying if he said he didn't care about this matter.
It was precisely because he cared, and because Lin Lantian kept asking him to give an explanation to the Lin family, that's why Wang Han came.
If it is said that the concubine is really pregnant with his child, this is the only place in the United States where the concubine lives. It is impossible that there are no traces of the child. They met in a hurry, how could they be packed so quickly?
Therefore, if you want to know if there is any, you can really measure it from the room.
It is precisely because of this that Wang Han carefully observed his surroundings, hoping to find some clues.
It's a pity that after Wang Han looked at it for so long, he still didn't find anything.
Here, there is still nothing.
Except for the traces of a person's residence, it is simple and monotonous.
Indeed, just like what Sister Concubine said, although living here is clean, it is so boring that she really wants to go racing, so they also went racing in the afternoon.
Wang Han didn't feel it before, but now he really feels it.
A person's atmosphere, a person's room.
The tea was boiled quickly, Wang Han took a sip, stayed in his mouth for a while, and quickly swallowed it into his stomach.
Later, Wang Han looked at the latter.
Concubine Lin Lan also raised her eyebrows, and asked: "Xiao Hanhan, do you have any thoughts, why do you always feel that your attention is not on me, or are you thinking about your wife?"