Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

Shen Yanfeng and Shen Jun were having dinner when they received the news of the village chief's death.

Shen Yanfeng came back late, so Shen Jun cooked dinner and waited for him to come back.

After a tiring day, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Shen Jun waiting for her at home. No matter how strong the wind and waves outside were, they seemed to be blocked out by this small door.

Sitting at the dinner table, Shen Yanfeng had just picked up the chopsticks when his cell phone rang.

Shen Yanfeng usually doesn't answer calls from unfamiliar numbers.

It was not until the third call from that number that Shen Yanfeng finally pressed the answer button.

Shen Jun picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into Shen Yanfeng's bowl, and then he heard a familiar voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"Excuse me...is this Xiao Feng?"

The woman on the other end asked very cautiously, as if she had dialed the wrong number many times.

It was an old voice, but with a familiar ending.

"May I ask you are?"

Shen Yanfeng did not directly answer the old man's question, but asked about the other party's identity first.

The other party seemed to be silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking: "I am the wife of the village chief... The old man... passed away two days ago."

In an instant, memories came flooding back. Shen Yanfeng and Shen Jun looked at each other and immediately understood who was sitting opposite them.

But...she said the village chief was gone.

"You...what did you say? The village chief..."

The old woman on the other end of the phone sighed deeply and said, "When the old man left, he was still talking about you two kids."

"We were wrong in the beginning. We didn't take good care of you, causing you to become homeless at such a young age..."

The old woman said that they had been looking for the two brothers for years.

When they left the village that year, no one knew.

When the village chief saw the twenty yuan in their room the next day, tears immediately came to his eyes.

He used his walking stick to beat the unfilial son severely, almost crippling him.

Later, the village chief kept searching along the path the two men might have taken, not letting go of any of them.

But the village chief was old and had difficulty walking. He searched for a long time among the vast crowd of people before he finally found the two homeless children in the town.

According to the townspeople's description, when the village chief stumbled into the dilapidated little house, the two men had long disappeared.

Later, the village chief never found any news about the two people again.

Until a few days before his death, the bedridden old village chief kept repeating that he must find the two people back.

As the only unfulfilled wish of the old man, his children finally repented and went around to inquire about the matter.

Fortunately, someone knew someone in the police department, and after some twists and turns, he got a vague phone number.

There were two digits in the middle that they couldn't kiss clearly when they inquired, so they could only try one by one.

The old village chief just stood by the phone and listened to their calls.

Unfortunately, he never got to wait until his death.

Shen Yanfeng listened to the person on the other end of the phone sobbing and saying all this, and he stood there as if petrified.

The voice on the phone was not quiet, and Shen Jun heard everything that was said on the other end.

"You two kids, don't blame him... Come back and see him if you have time... He misses you so much."

Listening to the old and trembling voice on the other side, Shen Yanfeng paused for a long time before nodding silently and said: "We will be back as soon as possible, please accept my condolences."

After a few words of comfort, Shen Yanfeng hung up the phone.

The food on the table gradually got cold, but the two people sitting at the table no longer had the appetite to eat.

Shen Yanfeng opened the ticket purchasing app and bought the earliest bus back to town.

Shen Jun was not idle either. He got up and packed his luggage.

Although there was nothing worth bringing, Shen Jun always felt that he should bring something back.

After finishing their work and packing up everything, the two of them set off on their journey home.

The train headed south towards the distant hometown.

Along the way, Shen Shen leaned on Shen Yanfeng and became a little silent.

Although Shen Jun was still young at that time, he had a deep impression of the village chief.

This was not the first time Shen Jun faced death, but Shen Jun still found it difficult to accept that a living person was gone so suddenly.

At that time, the same thing happened to his grandparents. They disappeared completely from Shen Jun's life without any warning.

Sensing Shen Jun's emotions, Shen Yanfeng pulled him tighter in his arms.

"Don't be afraid," Shen Yanfeng said, "I'm here this time, don't be afraid."

Shen Yanfeng's words seemed to carry some kind of magic, a magic that made Shen Jun feel infinitely at ease...

Leaning on Shen Yanfeng's shoulder, Shen Jun nodded silently.

The snow in the north is still falling tirelessly, as if it wants to cover everything in the world.

Shen Yanfeng once thought that he might never return to that small village full of sadness and separation.

But who would have known that returning to that land again would be because of separation.

When he left, he took his only surname, Li Shenjun, with him, and when he came back again, he still had only one Shenjun.

The village seemed to be the same as before, even the gardenia at the entrance was still there.

It's just that the ancient well has been sealed because it has not been used for a long time. The road in the village has been rebuilt and paved with cement, and it is not as muddy as before.

Walking forward along the route in his memory, Shen Yanfeng heard funeral music playing on the radio from afar.

Shen Jun stopped walking the moment he heard the funeral music on the radio.

Shen Yanfeng turned to look at Shen Jun, and unconsciously tightened his hand.

"elder brother……"

Shen Jun raised his eyes and met Shen Yanfeng's gaze. The latter gave him a comforting smile, then put down the suitcase in his hand and gently took Shen Jun into his arms.

Shen Yanfeng knew that this small village had carried too many partings.

Shen Yanfeng's parents, Shen Jun's mother...

And now, they are going to see the village chief off again.

Perhaps returning here reminded Shen Jun of some bad things in the past.

Shen Yanfeng hugged him and patted Shen Jun's back gently, "It's okay, this time, I'm with you."

Yes, this time, Shen Jun is no longer alone.

They walked side by side towards the village chief's house. After so many years, the village chief's house still retained its original layout.

Because they were going to receive guests, some tables, chairs and benches were placed in the yard. These were the most common tables for banquets in rural areas.

Everyone sat together in the yard, the women helped cut vegetables while the men were busy packing things for the burial.

The appearance of the two unfamiliar faces successfully attracted everyone's attention.

They just felt that there was something vaguely familiar between the two people's eyebrows and eyes, but they couldn't remember which family these children were from.

Shen Yanfeng pulled Shen Jun and slowly walked into the inner room under the gaze of everyone.

The village chief’s belongings are now placed in the former living room. After cremation, his ashes were buried in the cemetery. Neither of them was able to see him for the last time.

Looking at the old figure kneeling inside, Shen Yanfeng opened his mouth and shouted.