A plane landed safely at Vancouver's airport.

Han Yunzhi got off the plane with the passengers along with two of her subordinates. This was her first time going abroad in nearly 20 years.

Self-service electronic code scanning customs, and it is super convenient to take 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 it is very livable. There are many artists and handicraft shops in the town, which is a slow-paced life that rich people yearn for.

Judging from the information obtained 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 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 house again.

I 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 two men and a woman outside the door, the old man was a little surprised. These people came here yesterday, why are they here again today?

"Grandpa." Tong Hua smiled sweetly, carrying two bags in his hand, "We came here specially to see you today. We came here in a hurry yesterday and didn't bring anything. Sorry."

Xiaolong and Xiaohu also carried bags in their hands. Although they were two big men, they also had kind faces.

The old man leaned on a cane and looked at them tremblingly.

Tong Hua walked in sideways with a smile, and Xiaolong and Xiaohu also entered with bags.

The old man turned around on crutches, and looked at them puzzled and moved.

These are some daily necessities, rice, oil, noodles, meat, and some ingredients.

All of them can be used in the daily life of the elderly.

After Xiaolong and Xiaohu put their things away, they turned and left, waiting outside the door, not wanting to oppress the old man.

"grandfather."

Tong Hua could understand the pain of the old man who lost a child 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, and when she approached 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's your name?"

"My name is Tong Hua." The girl replied sincerely, then turned her eyes to look at the photo on the wall, "I wanted to come and see Uncle Gao."

"Sit, child." The old man gently pulled his callused hand out of the girl's palm.

Then turned around on crutches to move the chair.

Seeing this, Tong Hua hurried forward, "Grandpa! Let me do it!" By the time she finished speaking, her hands had already touched two chairs.

Then easily moved the chair under the window, "Grandpa, sit down."

"Girl, do you eat peaches?" the old man asked her, "I still have some peaches here." He has been reluctant to eat, and his teeth are not good.

"Thank you, grandpa. I don't want to eat. I just came over after eating, and my stomach is very full." Tong Hua went to help him, "Sit with grandpa for a while, come, be careful."

Since his son left, the old man has been lonely.

Today, someone finally came to talk to him, 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 the dead cannot be resurrected, so we must mourn.

Then, she patiently listened to the old man for half an hour.

Finally, Tong Hua tried to ask, "Does Uncle Gao have his own room? Like relics? Books?"

"There is a room on the third floor that belonged to him. It was locked all year round during his lifetime. Since he was a student, some files, notes, plans, and favorite books are all placed in it. No one can touch it. I didn't go in either. 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 what I want, there are too many things, and I haven't had time to deal with them. I want to find a time to burn them for him."

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