After a few simple sentences, Tai Sui took Luo Bingtang and his group to leave the scene of the mourning service.

As the mourning service was approaching, many children suddenly came outside.

These children dressed very simply, both of them, and they were all big and small. They came in one by one with white flowers in their hands to salute Fu Yunsheng.

Every child’s face reads sadness, which is something that cannot be pretended, and many of them can’t help sobbing.

These children are all children who have received support from Fu Yunsheng. Compared with the high-ranking officials who came to pay tribute to the past, the emotions these children revealed are the most real.

......

Outside the memorial site, a man with glasses stood there. He stood there for a long time but did not come in.

During this period, he seemed to be experiencing a very fierce ideological struggle in his heart, but in the end, he still did not choose to go in.

He turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, someone called him behind him.

"No matter how you say he is your biological father, now he has gone, and everything can be let go."

After saying that, it was Xia Tian. Fu Jiajun turned around and looked at Xia Tian.

"He is a well-known charity in the south, so after his death, there were so many people coming to pay tribute to him. Have you seen those children? Those are children who have been sponsored by your father."

Fu Jiajun nodded and was silent for a long time.

"However, abandoning his family and son will never be forgiven. Even if he has done so much over the years, he will still not be forgiven by the Buddha."

Xia Tian smiled and said, "Will the Buddha forgive him? It's the Buddha's business? Maybe you have guessed that your Qingheshan has been funded by your father over the years, and the reason why you can go to school is that everything is funded by your father."

"The person you once admired very much, the person who regarded him as your role model is actually your father, so you are here today."

"But it's normal for you to be confused. After all, no one can accept betrayal!"

Xia Tian walked to Fu Jiajun and patted him gently on his shoulder: "I still say the same thing. Twenty years of regret are actually enough."

"Your father has influenced many people, and it is worth your time to go in and offer him a white flower."

At this moment, Fu Jiajun's eyes suddenly turned red.

Xia Tian handed a white flower to Fu Jiajun and said, "You decide whether to go or not."

Fu Jiajun was silent for several seconds, and then he finally took the white flower from Xia Tian's hand: "I don't know what you call me?"

"Summer is your father's friend. After your father dies, his Starlight Charity Fund will be accepted by my company and will be renamed Qiucao Charity Fund."

"Fu Jiajun, actually I have an idea. I hope you can come to the city and continue to contribute to charity with your father's enthusiasm. At that time, what will you do if Qiucao Charity Fund is left to you?"

"I'm responsible?" Fu Jiajun suddenly realized.

Xia Tian smiled and said, "Didn't you choose to return to Qinghe Village to be a teacher because you admire your father and love charity?"

"Don't worry, as long as you can come over, I will find more and better teachers to go there in the school in Qingheshan."

"I...really possible?" Fu Jiajun was stunned for a few seconds.

"It's your own decision."

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