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"dad."

The woman followed the girl and turned around, looked at the old man, and called out.

"……Eh."

The old man raised his head again and responded with a smile.

"...How could it be, how could it be... Already dead, already dead...Dad...Dad, tell them quickly, Dad, tell them that you died by yourself."

The man was still paralyzed on the ground, crawled towards the old man for a certain distance, and stopped again, frantic from time to time, and pleading to the old man from time to time,

"...Dad...you tell them quickly, tell them..."

The old man didn't turn his head to look at the man, but just looked at his daughter-in-law and granddaughter,

"...Grandpa, I'm sorry..."

Stretching out her hand and passing it through the old man, the girl gradually lowered her head, pursed her lips and said,

"...I was there that day, but I didn't come out...I'm afraid...I'm sorry, Grandpa..."

Head buried lower and lower, the girl said.

"...It's okay, grandpa doesn't blame Nannan, it's not Nannan's fault. Grandpa didn't scare Nannan, did he?"

The old man stretched out his hand again and caressed the girl. With a smile on his face, he responded with a smile.

"...Dad, I didn't know why I was so sleepy that day... Otherwise, otherwise...Dad..."

Beside, the woman felt a little guilty, looked at the old man, and said aloud.

"...If I didn't sleep so hard, if I didn't sleep so hard, Dad, you wouldn't..."

The old man turned around, looked at the woman, shook his head,

"...I don't blame you, it's not your fault... I've suffered for you all these years...Actually, I should have died a long time ago. I've dragged you down."

"Dad, what are you talking about? They are all family members. There is nothing to drag you down."

The woman shook her head again and said aloud.

"...Yes, that is, the old thing should have died a long time ago...Dad, you are suffering yourself if you live, you died by yourself, right, right...Dad..."

Next to him, the man was on the ground with his head raised, and then he was a little crazy, talking, and begging again.

The old man still didn't turn around, just looked at the woman and the girl,

"...If it wasn't for you, and Nannan was taking care of me, I would have rotted and stinked a long time ago..."

yard,

Gusts of cold wind blew past from time to time, shaking the incandescent lamps under the eaves, and the shadows of figures on the ground were swaying under the lamps.

The cold wind was mixed with the voices of old people, women and girls, and also the voice of the man who was still paralyzed on the ground, who sometimes went mad and begged bitterly from time to time.

On the side, Lian Ge watched and listened quietly.

……

"...Many times, I feel that I am living like this, tormenting you and making you suffer. They say that I am living and suffering. What do I suffer? You are the ones who suffer. If I want to eat, I have to serve me, and if I want to drink You have to wait for me to drink, and you have to help me get up when you want to sack...every time, you are the ones who persuade me...for so many years, you have suffered..."

"...Grandpa! Mom said, we are a family."

"...Well, Nan Nan is right...Nan Nan is good..."

"...Grandpa, do you want to eat something? My mother and I will cook for you. I will help my mother light the fire. Grandpa, what do you want to eat?"

On the side of the yard, against the side of the eaves,

The girl raised her head, looked at her grandfather again and said crisply,

"...Grandpa...whatever Nannan wants to eat, grandpa will eat."

Looking at his granddaughter, the old man replied with a smile on his face,

"...Then cook glutinous rice balls for grandpa. The Lantern Festival will be in a few days. Let's cook glutinous rice balls for grandpa, okay, grandpa."

"...OK, thank you Nannan..."

"……Mother……"

Hearing the old man's reply, the girl turned around again, looked up at her mother,

The woman lowered her head, looked at her daughter, smiled and touched her daughter's hair,

"it is good."

"...Then Dad, Nan Nan and I are going to cook glutinous rice balls for you. They will be cooked soon, so you must wait a little longer."

"... Nannan, let's go, go and help mother light the fire."

Ignoring the man who was paralyzed on the ground and becoming more and more crazy, the woman led the girl and walked towards the main room.

"Okay...Grandpa, don't go, don't go, grandpa..."

The girl followed the woman into the main room, turned her head, and shouted at the old man,

"...Okay, grandpa is waiting for Nannan's glutinous rice balls."

The old man smiled and responded, watching the girl and woman walk into the house, but still hunched over, standing, watching, without turning around.

"...Dad, you said it yourself, you said that you are a burden, you don't want to live anymore...Dad, tell them quickly, tell them quickly, you died by yourself, you died by yourself of……"

The man was still lying on the ground, but it seemed that he did not dare to climb up to the old man because of fear. He just raised his head, looked at the old man, and begged the old man.

"...Dad...you tell them quickly, tell them quickly!"

Raising his voice even more, the man yelled at the old man.

The old man was still hunched over, with his back facing the yard, and seemed to be looking up into the main room.

"...Old Yan."

At the side of the yard, Lu Hongzheng looked at the man, then looked into the main room, looked at the old man, and called out,

"...In the village, those things...I was blinded by something last night. It was you, Old Yan, who did it?"

Hearing Lu Hongzheng's voice, the old man hunched over, turned around again, and looked at Lu Hongzheng.

"...Sorry, last night, I followed the two dolls. I was afraid that the two dolls would be frightened and fall off the fence, so I blocked you."

The old man apologized aloud.

"...It's okay, it's okay...Just clear things up."

As Lu Hongzheng said, he turned his head again and looked at the screaming man paralyzed on the ground next to him,

"...Old Yan, you..."

Turning around, Lu Hongzheng looked at the old man again, opened his mouth, wanted to ask something, but stopped speaking.

The old man's body became more and more stooped, and he remained silent.

"...Dad...Dad...Old man...Didn't you tell yourself that you want to die! Tell them quickly that you died by yourself! Tell them quickly!"

"...Dad...Dad...I am your own son, Dad...I am your own son..."

"...Tell them quickly, tell them quickly, tell them quickly, you died by yourself, Dad... Dad?"

"...Dad, please, please, please tell them, Dad..."

The man begged the old man again, crying,

"...Dad, Dad...Dad! Tell them quickly! Tell them quickly! I am your own son!"

Seeing that the old man didn't turn around, the man gradually seemed to be a little angry, mad, and shouted at the old man,

Hearing the words in his ears, the old man bent over, turned around a little bit, looked at the man,

Looking at the man, the old man's face gradually became painful.

"...Dad, Dad...you tell them quickly, as soon as they say..."

"...you died yourself, didn't you, Dad?"

Seeing the old man turn around, the mad and roaring man shrank back first, then begged and cried again,

"...Dad, I am your own son, I am your own son, Dad... Please..."

Chapter 770 Did You Hear It?

"...Dad, tell them quickly that you died by yourself...Dad, Dad..."

The man collapsed on the ground, raised his head, looked at the old man, and begged again,

"...Dad, Dad, please, tell them quickly, Dad... Please, Dad... I am your son, I am your own son, Dad..."

"...Dad, you will tell them that you died by yourself, right, Dad...Dad, please...Dad..."

Looking up, the man cried.

Bending his body, looking at the man paralyzed in the yard, listening to the man's pleading voice, the pain on the old man's face gradually became more and more painful.

"...Dad, tell them quickly, Dad...you tell them quickly! Dad!"

……

"...When you were young, your mother left, leaving you and me behind."

With more and more pain on his face, the old man raised his head, with some tears in his cloudy eyes, and said aloud,

"...At that time, someone told me that if I was still young, I should marry another one, so that I could take care of the children by myself. I asked you, do you want to find another mother for you? You said you were afraid. I didn't I'm also afraid of marrying again, I'm afraid that others will treat you badly."

"...Yes, Dad... It's been so many years, just the two of us, Dad... Tell them quickly, tell them quickly, you died by yourself, Dad..."

The man followed closely and said out loud.

The old man didn't answer, but continued to talk, with more and more pain on his face,

"... At that time, I had to work in the village every day, and I had to find other jobs to continue doing. No one took you, or I let you go out with me, or I let you Waiting for me alone in the house... When you were young, when I came back, I saw you sitting on the threshold of the house waiting for me... When I saw you, no matter how tired I was, I would hurry to leave Hurry up... Go back to the house, I will cook dinner for you... You will follow me and help me light the fire... After the meal is ready, I will carry it and sit by the threshold to eat, talking to passers-by , you also carry the meal and sit next to me."

"...Yes, Dad, I still remember, Dad... Dad, tell them quickly, tell them quickly, Dad..."

The man turned to the old man again, talking hurriedly and begging.

"...After the two of us finished dinner, it was dark. At that time, there was no electricity. When you are afraid of the dark, just light a candle and send a note. When you fall asleep, I will get up again and blow out the candle. If it is the turn of the moon outside the house, we can talk with the moon through the window, and we will talk, and then you will fall asleep in a daze."

"...When you were young, you told me that when you grow up, you will build a big house for Dad, buy a lot of delicious food, and let me eat..."

The old man's face became more and more painful. He raised his head and didn't look at the man, but continued talking,

"I don't want to live in a big house, and I don't want to eat so much delicious food..."

"...When you were ten years old, that day, I came back from the outside, and saw you standing in the yard from a distance, covered in dust and oil. When I saw me, I ran over and told me with a smile. , you cooked the meal...I was very happy that day...my son became sensible...after that, you cooked a few more meals, and after that, when you got older, you never went into the kitchen again..."

"...When I was 13 years old, a neighbor in the yard came to the door with his own child, saying that you beat someone else's son, and I lost the money and some food... When you came back, you didn't follow me. Say, I asked you, you didn't tell me, I didn't ask again..."

"... That year, you said you were going out to work with others, and I agreed. I took some money, gave it to you, and helped you pack up... Not long after, you came back... Said to go out That person is unreliable, he did some work, but he couldn't make any money... I said, let's stay at home, find some work to do at home, there is food at home, and I can still do it for a few more years..."

With pain on his face, the old man paused while talking, then raised his head and looked into the distance,

Turning around little by little, looking at the next room next to the yard, with some cloudy eyes, a little trance,

"...Your mother left early, and I was busy with family affairs and work. I always felt sorry for you and your mother...I didn't take good care of you."

"...Yes, my mother, my mother...Dad, I am your own son, Dad...Dad, hurry up, tell them quickly, tell them, you died by yourself, you died by yourself Ah, Dad..."

The man hurriedly said, crawled forward from the ground, climbed up to the old man, and begged the old man,

"...Dad, right, Dad, you died by yourself...Dad, please, Dad, Dad...you are only my son, Dad...Dad, tell them quickly, tell them quickly Tell me, Dad..."

"...I'm scared, Dad, I don't want to die yet, Dad... Dad, tell them quickly, tell them..."

Crying and shouting, the man begged the old man.

The old man didn't know if it was because the man mentioned his wife, or because the man was still obsessed with it, repeating what he said earlier,

The figure became more and more stooped, the old man moved his feet and turned around slowly,

"...Dad...Dad, tell them quickly...tell them quickly..."

"...you are just my son, Dad...you won't hurt me, right...Dad...tell them quickly, tell them..."

The man stepped forward even more, and said to the old man,