Hanqing Japanese Words

He was holding his son's hand, but another taller youth hugged his shoulders. They protected him from left to right, and walked slowly in the spacious and bright airport.

One step, two steps, three steps... slowly came to an end.

Then the short and stooped body suddenly stopped, looking up at the tall young man on the left, "Hatty, I have something to tell you."

Cheng Han helped the old man to sit down on the bench, held the old man's dry and chapped hand, "Say."

He didn't look at his son standing in front of him, but looked at Cheng Han solemnly, and covered the back of his hand with his other hand. Although his eyes were cloudy, he couldn't conceal the deep sustenance of his father's love.

"Master, I've always bowed my head to people all my life, and I'm quite spineless. Don't interrupt me, just listen to what Master has to say. Although I always bow my head to people, I'm really helpless and unwilling. But who made me so incompetent!

Telling you these words today, I also know that I am quite clinging to the old, but well, parents always worry about their children.This time I'll let go of this old face, I hope you can take care of Guan Qing more in the future, he is stubborn and bored, and he will only hold back when he is wronged.You are different, you have dared to break through and fight hard since you were a child, and others dare not bully you... Hey, what I mean is that I hope you can take care of him more. People just bully him hard.

When you were a child, I always regarded you as the young master of the landlord's family. I treated you well, but it was inevitable that I wanted to curry favor with you.But you are really a good boy. How many people go the wrong way once and end up in the dark, but you can still go back, which is not easy.I can see all the suffering and offense you have suffered.I really treat you like half a son, and I want you to call me dad, but I feel that I can't afford it, and I have wronged you.

Just take pity on me, an old man. From now on, you and Guan Qing must take care of each other. If he gets into trouble with you, and he doesn't do well, you should take care of him.It's not easy for you to work outside, and we can't help you when you're tired or tired. Your father is gone, and I'm almost there. You can only rely on yourselves in the future.

I can't talk about this marriage and relationship. It would be the best if there is one.But no matter who of you will start a family first in the future, don’t forget to give each other a helping hand. During the holidays, if one of you is still single, remember to invite them to spend a holiday together.It is always uncomfortable to be alone, and it is better to have a companion than nothing. "

The old man was talking, and Cheng Han listened carefully. The dialogue between an old man and a young man in his prime, entrusted and committed, confided and listened, was full of solemnity and solemnity.

The old man took out a dark red passbook from the breast pocket of his coat, and the passbook was still warm when it was handed over to Cheng Han.

"It's not much money, but this is the best I can do. If something happens to you in the future, you can use this money to deal with emergencies. If nothing happens, it will be used for the two of you to marry a wife." Dowry money. Alright," he patted Cheng Han's hand and stood up, looked at Guan Qing, then patted his head lovingly, "I'm leaving, you two are fine, don't fight."

Sons are always different from other people's sons. He always treats Guan Qing as a child, but he treats Cheng Han as a man. Cheng Han is the only one who entrusts him with this entrustment.

Cheng Han, on the other hand, acted like a real mature man who could take care of things, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Guan Qing and prevent him from being wronged."

Guan Qing, on the other hand, was like a child, facing the parting with his father silently throughout the whole process, his face full of stubbornness and reluctance, only staring deeply at his father when parting, and this glance was the last one, this last life and death , is also an eternal farewell.

One morning two months after the old man went back, Cheng Han found that one of the pair of orioles had died. The early morning disturbance made him and Guan Qing feel bad. If he didn't live, he gave it to the old man who raised birds at the opposite door.

At noon, Cheng Han was woken up by a phone call while he was still asleep. As soon as he got through, he heard the voice say, "Come back quickly, the old man is probably dying."

Cheng Han woke up in an instant. The caller was Youzi. The old man had a fever and was hospitalized the day before yesterday.

"You tell Guan Qing, I dare not tell him, hurry up and come back, maybe we can see each other for the last time."

Cheng Han immediately booked a flight ticket for the latest flight of the day, took nothing but his documents, then drove to Guan Qing's factory, and went directly to the section chief to ask for leave.

Guan Qing had a premonition the moment he got into the car, but Cheng Han didn't leave any room for his luck, "Be mentally prepared, the old man is going to die soon."

Running to say goodbye to relatives is a silent torment. For the first time, Cheng Han felt that he had traveled too far. Even if he took a plane from Zhejiang to Northeast

Two and a half hours, and at least four hours from the provincial capital to their town.

The miscellaneous time added up to only eight hours and more than 2000 kilometers, but I don't know if the old man can survive it.

When he got out of the airport and saw the driver who picked him up, Cheng Han directly grabbed the car keys and drove as fast as he could.

They rushed to the hospital in the town in the early hours of the morning. The old man was full of tubes, saying that the lung fluid was caused by heart failure.

"I have been rescued twice," Youzi whispered in Cheng Han's ear, "the old man's heart has been bad since the flood, and this time the illness came too urgently. I can't bear it."

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I won't be able to bear it.

Cheng Han called Youzi out of the ward with an unusually calm expression, "Are you ready for the shroud?"

"It's all ready." Under his influence, Youzi also calmed down, "These are small things, only two things are not easy to deal with."

"Which two?"

Youzi glanced at Guan Qing in the ward, and said in a low voice, "There must be a mourning hall. If you ask me, the most suitable place to set up a mourning shed is the old man's wife's house, but you know that family, don't put it there. Said that Guan Qing is not happy, the old man has not been back for many years. If the ride is in the countryside, how inconvenient is it for the old man and his old friends to come and go? We still have to hire a car, and there are a lot of banquets. Send them back again, back and forth, if those old guys bump into each other, wouldn't it be troublesome!"

"Where is it at my house?"

Youzi raised his eyebrows in disapproval, "Your house is a building, big brother. You don't care if the mourning hall has to be set up for three days. What about your neighbors? Besides, there's not enough space, what about the banquet? Put it in the garage downstairs of your house." ? Your garage is facing the vegetable market. Do you think it’s appropriate to keep a vigil here and sell vegetables in front?”

Cheng Han was silent for a moment, and quickly thought of a countermeasure, "The mourning hall is at my house, and the banquet is at Yaochi. Hire a bus, and after the worship here, you will take people to the hotel. Then you will take care of them at the hotel. Guan Qing and I are at home."

"What about gift money?" Youzi was a little embarrassed about this matter, "The old man doesn't know anyone who is rich, so it's not like that if you say you don't want to give it. If you say you want to give it to others, they don't want to come. Let's Gift money comes and goes. You are all out of town. Everyone knows that you won’t come back once the old man leaves. Who wants to come if the gift money is given and you can’t get it back? Besides, even if they are all willing to come, the old man I only know a few people, is the banquet enough for one table? Just set up two banquets, how ugly!"

It was also the first time for Cheng Han to attend a funeral, and he knew nothing about these things than You Zi, but he didn't understand these trivial things, but he understood the big truth.You have to be willing to spend money on this matter, otherwise there will not be enough people to carry the coffin.

"Go to invite people, isn't there a special mourner? Don't let them cry too badly, just invite them to dinner. The other friends of the old man, when you notify them, tell them that they don't need to give gift money, just say that people are here, and give them away." The old man is fine. Anyone who passes by outside the restaurant beggars or picks up rags will be called in to eat. We don’t want money, and this last time, we must let the old man go in a good manner.”

"Then..." Youzi asked again in a tangled state, "Do you want to invite the lady?"

"No." Cheng Han resolutely denied, "Don't invite any of those bastards. From now on, we will return from bridge to bridge and return to our own way."

The two of them discussed the matter, and Youzi immediately started to deal with it.Leaving Cheng Han in front of the hospital bed with Guan Qing, the two of them ate the meal in the morning, and their stomachs are still empty.

"Go and eat something, I'll stay here for a while."

Guan Qing just shook his head and kept staring at his father on the hospital bed.Cheng Han patted his head, then sat down beside him and guarded together.

At around five in the morning, the old man woke up just after dawn.Guan Qing eagerly held his hand and leaned forward and shouted, "Dad, I'm back."

Unexpectedly, the old man just glanced at him in vain, as if he didn't recognize him at all, and fell asleep again after just one glance.Youzi came back after six o'clock. He carried a thermos, poured some chicken soup and handed it to Cheng Han.

"My mother boiled it all night last night, drink some while it's hot."

Cheng Han handed the lid to Guan Qing again, but Guan Qing still ignored it, as he was not in the mood to drink it himself.It was the smell that made the old man wake up, he stared at the soup in Cheng Han's hand, Guan Qing immediately took it, raised the head of the bed and fed him a couple of mouthfuls.

The old man was refreshed after drinking the soup. His eyes were brighter than ever. Looking at this, Youzi leaned on the bedside and said to him, "Uncle Guan, Guan Qing is back! Your son is back to see you!"

The old man followed his hand and stared at Guan Qing twice, then asked suddenly, "Is this a boy from the old Zhang family? How old is this year?"

Youzi couldn't hold back immediately, turned his head and started crying.

Guan Qing leaned forward again and shouted, "Dad, it's me, Qing'er! Your son!"

"My son is going to school!" The old man said proudly, "He's going to college! A college student, that's amazing!"

Guan Qing seemed to be completely disappointed. He stared at his father blankly, his expression blank, as if he had been hit hard in disbelief.

When the old man saw Cheng Han, the kindness and joy of seeing an acquaintance surfaced on his face, "Hat, have you gone to see Guan Qing today?"

Cheng Han stood up, surpassed Guan Qing, held the old man's hand, and answered according to his words: "Look, he is doing well! Teachers and classmates all praise him, he will have great promise in the future, and I am waiting for you to enjoy it!"

"You don't want to ride a motorcycle. It's going to rain today. Riding a motorcycle is not good." The old man answered irrelevantly, waving at him with a firm face, like a determined child.

"I don't ride a motorcycle, I came here by car," Cheng Han pushed Guan Qing in front of him again, "Guan Qing came with me, and we all came back to see you."

But the old man still didn't look at Guan Qing, and only insisted on talking to him alone, "Don't let people bully my son!"

"Yes, I won't let anyone bully Guan Qing." Cheng Han replied calmly and forcefully, trying to make the old man recognize Guan Qing, "If you don't believe me, ask him, I never let anyone bully him."

But the old man suddenly grabbed his hand, and that scrawny hand was like an iron claw, and the back of Cheng Han's hand was livid at that moment, but his eyes were close to a kind of panic, as if he was trying his best to get a promise that he couldn't get. And the miracles that I hoped for, in the end everything turned into prayers,

"Don't let people bully my son, my son is very obedient, he is very good, don't let people bully him, my son is fine, my son is fine, don't let people bully him."

Cheng Han held that hand with both hands, squeezed it with all his strength, nodded fiercely, his eyes were fierce and sharp in the scarlet eye sockets, but also determined,

"I will not let anyone bully him, I will never let anyone bully him! Never let him be wronged!" He solemnly promised: "I will accompany him and take care of him for the rest of my life! Don't worry, I will never If you break your promise, you will do what you say!"

Only then did the old man nod in satisfaction. He let go of Cheng Han's hand and lay back on the bed. After a while, he was in a daze again. He blinked his eyelids slowly, looked around erratically, and finally looked directly at the lamp on the ceiling. In the harsh light, he slowly closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep, remained motionless for a long time, and fell into silence and tranquility forever.

And Guan Qing never called Dad again, his face was as dead as a puppet, and there was no tear in his eyes. Everything outside had nothing to do with him, and Cheng Han took over everything.

There were indeed not many people who came to pay respects to the spirit guard the day before, but the running water banquet in the restaurant was not spared at all. There were seven or eight tables left in the ten tables, and there were only two or three people sitting at each table. There is nowhere to send vegetables when they are piled up.

Cheng Han counted the money for the banquet, plus the tombstone and coffin, the whole set would cost less than [-] yuan. Fortunately, it was in a small place like their town where the consumption is not high. Not enough money for wine.

"You take the [-]. Do it according to this number. If it's not enough for you to add, if it's too much, share it with your friends who help. Don't let them help for nothing."

Youzi slapped the three wads of money back in front of him again, "You are loyal enough, you are enough friends? You are rich? Do you think I don't know what's going on with you outside? Zhejiang's place is full of money for eating, drinking and drinking. The business of our decoration shop was very good in [-], I will pay for it, and you are not needed."

Cheng Han took the money back again, and blocked his words back as they were: "You think I don't know what's going on with you at home? Your son is two years old, there are old and young, and [-] is more or less? Quite a lot, but you are willing to take it. Is your wife willing to take it? You can pay, and I will give the money to your wife later. If you feel motivated, you can do it.”

"Cheng Han!" Youzi stared at him unwillingly, "Don't think we were young, and don't treat me like Guan Qing, everyone needs your care, you heavenly king? I'm no better than you now Is it bad?"

"Okay, okay," Cheng Han nodded perfunctorily, "You are amazing! But you also heard what the old man said before he left. I am a person with such virtues. I am willing to be a wolf with a big tail, and I am willing to be a king." Lao Tzu, can you give me a chance to satisfy my vanity?"

Youzi couldn't beat him, so the money was finally used by Cheng Han.

In fact, Cheng Han has no money. Ever since he went to Beijing to Zhejiang, he has been working hard for six years. The band barely made any money in the first three years, and he used all the money he made to buy a car. There are only two months of living expenses left, and even the rent for the next quarter has to be paid at the beginning of the month.

But what is money?Money is for spending. Now that Youzi has become a family, [-] yuan is more important to Youzi than to him.He thought about it, anyway, he is full and the whole family is not hungry, oh yes, he has to add Guan Qing.

But that doesn't matter, can Cheng Han afford to raise Guan Qing?It doesn't matter if you earn money if you don't have money, anyway, I have a bright future!It doesn't matter how much you have, I can live a comfortable life no matter what!

He has a big heart, but some people have a small heart.

After three days of coercion, Cheng Han and Youzi carried the coffin. Fortunately, there were many people on the day of the funeral, so the old man had a good time.

After the banquet was finished, they counted the gift money, and many of the old man's close buddies said no. Here, he and Youzi just calculated the gift money, thinking about saving the money in a passbook for Youzi If people want to return gifts, they can take them from this passbook, and they can't be blamed for being unrighteous, and unrighteous people will come.

Guan Qing's mother, who was worse than her step-mother, brought her two little bastards to the door. In front of Cheng Han's sinister face and strong aura, she had the guts to show her shamelessness to the fullest.

The girl said: "I want to see my son, I have to discuss with him what to do with what his father left behind." She glanced at the stack of bills in Cheng Han's hand, and said solemnly: "And he is in his Gift money collected from Dad's funeral."