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Chapter 129: Regrets at the Death Anniversary Funeral
Early in the morning, at the Northern Suburbs Cemetery,
The gentle sunlight shone on the neatly trimmed lawn. Bai Yu walked up the gray stairs with Zhou Yulan, heading to the cemetery at the foot of the hill.

After walking past towering monuments and hundreds of epitaphs, Zhou Yulan finally stopped in front of an ordinary tombstone:
Bai Zheng, born in the 102nd year of the New Era, was a corporal in the Federal Pioneer Corps. He died heroically while completing his exploration mission.

The inscription on the tombstone is almost identical to the inscriptions on the surrounding rows of tombstones, except for the name and date of birth. This is the burial place of ordinary soldiers.
Bai Yu finished his sweep, half squatted down, took out his tools, and prepared to clean the dust off the tombstone.

Suddenly, he saw a cigarette stuck upside down in the grass, with a faint red light on it.

Did someone just come to pay tribute to his father?
Bai Yu looked around in confusion.
He and Zhou Yulan were the first group of people to enter the cemetery as soon as it opened. No one should be able to be so much faster than them.
Moreover, his father's comrades-in-arms are all buried here. Apart from them, no one else would come to pay tribute to his father, an unknown person.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yulan next to him saw Bai Yu looking around.

"Does my father smoke?" Bai Yu turned around and faced Zhou Yulan, while his men secretly hid the cigarettes.

There were only a few passers-by around, and he didn't notice anything, but he didn't think the cigarette was a coincidence.

"He used to smoke, but he quit after calculating the cost and realized it was a waste of money."

Zhou Yulan put down the white chrysanthemum in her hand, then took out an outdated dime and lit a candle on the back of the coin.

"Your father was a big money-grubber and would save every penny he had." She recalled the past quietly with a smile on her face.
"Sometimes he was very naive and would help those pretentious beggars for free. At that time, I scolded him."

"He also liked to stand up for the new recruits who were being bullied. As a result, he was isolated by other veterans and was not evaluated for excellence for several years."

As the candlelight flickered, Zhou Yulan spoke a lot about Bai Zheng in a disjointed manner.
Bai Yu listened quietly, and gradually formed the image of his father in his mind - a kind idealist, a good man,
But unfortunately, due to lack of ability, he often ran into obstacles, so the final outcome was frozen here.

As the candle burned down, Zhou Yulan wiped her eyes and finally said:
"If you encounter danger in the future, run away immediately, understand? Living well is more important than anything else."1
"I know, I'm not him." Bai Yu stood up and supported Zhou Yulan, "Let's go, let's go home."

"Well, good baby, just be obedient. Mommy will give you a big meal today." Zhou Yulan laughed until tears came out.

After returning home, Zhou Yulan carried a bunch of vegetables she had bought and went into the kitchen humming a little tune.
Bai Yu was in his room, studying the cigarettes he had just brought back.
He had no interest in cigarettes and didn't know the brand of cigarettes, but he was very clear about one thing: the cigarettes he picked up were likely to have someone's fingerprints on them.
He only needs to find someone to extract the fingerprints and then compare them with the data in the federal citizen database to find out the identity of the person.
But he personally does not have the authority to extract or compare.
If he wants to check now, he can only continue to rely on the power of "early to bed and early to rise".

However, this process will definitely consume a lot of time and energy.

How can he make it up to the other party?
What if the owner of the cigarettes is found?

Bai Yu was thinking about the pros and cons when he heard the voices of Han Yingying and Wang Xin outside the living room. After a few seconds, there was a knock on his door.

"Bai Yu, can I come in?" Han Yingying poked her head out mischievously, "Mom doesn't let me help in the kitchen, so I came to play with you."

"Come in." Bai Yu said.

Today is also a special day for Han Yingying and Wang Xin, mother and daughter, and they are going to spend it together.

"What do you want to play?" he asked.

"I do not know either."

Han Yingying looked around, then sat on Bai Yu's bed with great interest, "How about we read a book together, and you teach me."

"Okay, let's go to the living room."

Bai Yu picked up a book called "Illustrated Book of Strange Beasts" from the desk. This was the most suitable book for Han Yingying to read, as it contained a large number of pictures and did not require much brainpower.

"Can't we watch it here? We can just watch it on the bed, lying together, it's so comfortable." Han Yingying patted the mattress, her legs swinging happily under her short skirt. "No." Bai Yu refused and walked towards the living room.

He didn't want to stay in bed with Han Yingying in front of two adults. If they were seen, his reputation would be ruined.

"Okay." Han Yingying was not disappointed. She got out of bed and followed Bai Yu away.

At noon, the two families finished their meal happily, and then gathered together to play checkers and poker. Bai Yu was also immersed in them, accompanying Zhou Yulan and Wang Xinhuan through this difficult time.

At night, after seeing off Han Yingying and Wang Xin, Bai Yu returned to his room. On his phone, which had been left on the desk, there was a text message from Qin Ying:

Lu Hao passed away last night. I will pick you up at the gate of your community at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to attend his funeral.

After reading it, Bai Yu sighed.

Although he and Lu Hao were not close friends, the other party's dedication to the people of Longzhou and his recognition of his gift of the "Yan Luo Blade" were both worthy of his respect.
He could go to Lu Hao's funeral, so he shouldn't miss it.

The only pity is that he and Zhao Lingyu have to cancel their dinner appointment tomorrow.
He had no choice but to call Zhao Lingyu.

"Hmm~ What's wrong? Bai Yu."

Zhao Lingyu's concerned murmurs echoed in Bai Yu's ears, and his heart was moved. He wanted to see Zhao Lingyu in her normal clothes.

But the funeral only happens once, and there will be many opportunities to have dinner together in the future, so he needs to make a rational choice.

"The old principal is gone. I have to attend his funeral tomorrow. Sorry." Bai Yu said.

"It's okay, go ahead. The funeral is important, so please donate for me while you're at it."

Zhao Lingyu swallowed her words back halfway through.

Lu Hao died because of Zhao Linglong, and she was the closest person to Zhao Linglong in the world. Everything about her should not appear at Lu Hao's funeral.

"Forget it, don't do anything. Just represent yourself."

Bai Yu was silent. He didn't know how to enlighten Zhao Lingyu.

In fact, Lu Hao's death had nothing to do with Zhao Lingyu, but blood ties were like that.
Zhao Lingyu will feel guilty for Zhao Linglong.

People who care about Lu Hao will hate everything about Zhao Linglong.

This is a confusing matter, and the best way is for both parties to have no contact.

"When are we going to continue our dinner plan?" Bai Yu changed the subject.

"Let's wait until the day the competition is over, and then we'll go that day."

"What if it's too late and we can't find a good restaurant and there are only roadside stalls?" Bai Yu asked.

"Then eat at a few more restaurants."

(End of this chapter)