"Okay, why are you crying again?" Seeing Hu Xiaoying shed tears again, Deng Qiang looked a little helpless.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Hu Xiaoying endured her sadness and choked up.

"I'll give you a note. Hu Xiaoying stood up and said.

Then he turned around and went to the kitchen, and when he got to the kitchen door, he suddenly turned his head to look.

Seeing Deng Qiang sitting on the sofa and looking at her with a smile on his face, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then entered the kitchen.

In fact, until now, she still can't tell the truth from the fake, and it feels like a dream.

Seeing Hu Xiaoying enter the kitchen, Deng Qiang withdrew his gaze and then looked at Deng Dazhong.

"Dad, I'm sorry, you've worked hard for so many years. ”

Deng Dazhong didn't say anything when he heard this, but just looked at him stunned.

"Dad?"

Deng Qiang reached out to hold his hand, but he retracted halfway, although so many years have passed, he is still not very good at expressing his feelings for his father.

Their father and son are actually very similar, hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, although they often quarrel when they meet, they both care about each other.

"Alas~" Deng Dazhong sighed deeply.

There is relaxation, there is letting go, and there is endless helplessness.

"It's been so many years, and if you say anything right, you and I have a father-son relationship, it's me who failed to teach you well, it's me who is sorry for you. Deng Dazhong said.

"Dad, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Deng Qiang couldn't hold back anymore and hugged his head and cried.

Zhang Haitao wanted to comfort him, but when the words came to his mouth, he was like a fish in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

Deng Qiang's death, in fact, he has a lot of responsibility.

Wu Xianglian, who was sitting next to her, quietly grabbed his hand and comforted him silently.

Deng Dazhong, who had been sitting at a distance, got up and sat beside him.

raised his hand and wanted to put it on the top of Deng Qiang's head, but it ended up on his shoulder.

"Okay, they're all such adults, and they're not children, why are you crying?"

Deng Qiang grabbed his palm and buried his head in his palm.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. Deng Dazhong finally put his palm on his head.

Gently stroked: "There is no obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome, it will all get better, it will all get better." ”

When Deng Qiang's mother ran away with someone, he comforted Deng Qiang in this way.

But now that the people are gone, how can they get better?

Deng Dazhong couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, he hadn't cried, and his tears finally couldn't help flowing.

......

"Eat...... Eat noodles. ”

Hu Xiaoying came out with a bowl of noodles, looked at the father and son who were hugging their heads and crying, and said in a trembling tone.

"Okay, don't be sad, don't be sad, it's been so many years, what's so sad about it?"

Deng Dazhong's words seemed to be said to Deng Qiang, and it seemed to be said to himself.

Deng Qiang wiped his tears, stood up and took the noodle bowl in Hu Xiaoying's hand.

Deng Dazhong also got up and gave up his position to Hu Xiaoying.

"Sit, sit, talk. Deng Dazhong said.

Deng Qiang put the bowl on the coffee table and pulled a chopstick.

"Be careful. Hu Xiaoying said softly beside him.

"I'm thick-skinned and not afraid of getting burned. Deng Qiang turned around and smirked at her.

"Is the vinegar enough? not enough, I'll add a little more for you. Hu Xiaoying said.

"That's enough, it's just right, it's still that smell, I like it very much......"

The tears that had just been stopped fell into the bowl, mixed with the noodles, and then he ate them into his mouth......

"Sister of the Hu family, I have wronged you all these years. Deng Dazhong glanced at Deng Qiang, who almost buried his head in the bowl, and turned to Hu Xiaoying.

Hu Xiaoying shook her head and didn't speak.

After so many years of grievances, how can it be that you can express your grievances in one sentence.

"Xiaoying. Deng Qiang raised his head.

"I've been by your side all these years, don't you know?" he smirked.

But laughing is worse than not crying.

When Hu Xiaoying encountered difficulties and was wronged, he could only watch from the sidelines and could not do anything, which made him more uncomfortable than death.

"So you've been there all along. ”

Hu Xiaoying, who was originally sad, laughed very happily.

"Yes, I've always been there, seeing that you have to take care of Zhixue again, and you have to go out to set up a stall, see you hiding in the room alone and crying secretly, watching you ...... alone"

Hu Xiaoying held his palm and stopped his words, "It's okay, it's all over." ”

......

"My wish is to tell you that I am not a negative person, I didn't run, and I will eat a bowl of egg noodles from you. ”

Deng Qiang ate a bowl of noodles cleanly, and even drank the noodle soup.

Everyone was silent.

"What are you doing here, to see you again, no, to let you see me again, shouldn't you be happy?"

After the wish was fulfilled, Deng Qiang felt a sense of relaxation in his heart, and he did not have a sense of restraint that he had before even if he was treacherous.

"Your wish has been fulfilled, are you, are you ......?" Zhang Haitao said.

Deng Qiang nodded with a smile, "My wish has been fulfilled, so naturally I want to go where I should go." ”

"Can't, can't you stay a little longer?" Hu Xiaoying said in a crying voice beside him.

"Okay, don't be sad, I won't leave immediately, the man who picked me up gave me a night's time, and before 12 o'clock in the evening, I still want to see my son, he is so old, he hasn't seen me yet, but he is really a good guy. Deng Qiang said happily.

"Good, good. Deng Dazhong was very happy when he heard this.

"Thank you. Deng Dazhong muttered.

Sitting next to him, Zhang Haitao nodded when he heard this.

......

In the evening, Deng Qiang's son Deng Zhixue came back, and he was very surprised to see so many people in the family.

Deng Zhixue is still in college, and now he is on summer vacation, because the family conditions are not good, so he works outside to reduce some of the burden on his mother.

The children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and Deng Zhixue is very sensible.

Deng Zhixue is very similar to Deng Qiang, that is, he is a little fatter, and his eyes are very similar to Hu Xiaoying, in addition, he is simply carved out of the same mold as Deng Qiang.

He was very indifferent to the appearance of Deng Dazhong and Deng Qiang, and he was not very excited, but he was also happy when he saw his mother's happy appearance.

On the contrary, he was more interested in the existence of treacherous gods in this world.

Dinner was made by Wu Xianglian, and Hu Xiaoying wanted to accompany Deng Qiang, because this was the only time she could spend with her husband in the second half of her life.

Everyone talked a lot, talked about some interesting things in the past, and also talked about some embarrassing things about Deng Qiang.

Everyone laughed very happily, as if it was just a reunion after a long absence.

But the time of parting will come eventually.

Everyone fell silent.

"Okay, don't do this, everyone will die, maybe we can be reunited in the netherworld in the future. Deng Qiang said with a smile.

But the smile was dry.

"Xiaoying, I've worked hard for you, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely marry you. Deng Qiang hugged Hu Xiaoying.

"If there is an afterlife, don't let me meet you again. Hu Xiaoying choked up.

Deng Zhiqiang laughed when he heard this.

Then he turned to Deng Zhixue, who was standing aside, and said, "Son, hug one with my father." ”

Without waiting for him to refuse, he hugged him in his arms, patted him lightly on the back twice, and whispered in his ear: "You are a good guy, take care of you/Mom." ”

Then he let go of Deng Zhixue, looked at Zhang Haitao next to him, and didn't say anything.

Then he hugged him heavily and punched him hard in the back.

Then let go of him and said: "Haitao, don't feel guilty, I don't blame you, this is my life, thank you for taking care of my dad for so many years." ”

Zhang Haitao blushed, blinked a few times and said: "In my life, I feel most sorry for you, I hurt you, don't worry, your father is my father, I will give Uncle Deng a pension." ”

"Thanks, brother. Deng Qiang happily punched Zhang Haitao in the chest, a very heavy punch.

Zhang Haitao was stunned by the hammer, coughed loudly, and coughed up tears.

Deng Qiang didn't care about him, but looked to the side, looking at Wu Xianglian who was looking at Zhang Haitao with a worried face.

"Leave him alone, thank you Xianglian. Deng Qiang said.

Zhang Haitao has taken care of Deng Dazhong for so many years, Wu Xianglian just silently supported him, and never said a word, saying thank you is light.

"What are you talking about, you are Brother Haitao, shouldn't you be?" Wu Xianglian said.

"Yes, brother, thank you. Deng Qiang laughed.

Then he turned to look at Deng Dazhong, who had already stood up next to him.

"Dad. Deng Qiang said.

Only when he was a child did he call it that, and when he was older, he only called him Dad or Old Man.

"Hey. Deng Dazhong looked at him calmly, but replied heavily.

"I'm sorry for you again, after I'm gone, Xiaoying and Zhixue will trouble you to take care of it. Deng Qiang said.

"You still need to say that Zhixue is much more promising than you, and much better than you. Deng Dazhong said.

"Hey, hey. Deng Qiang scratched the back of his head and smiled very happily.

Then he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed a few times to Deng Dazhong.

And said loudly: "I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

Deng Dazhong helped him up with tears.

"What are you talking about, what are you talking about, you are my son, you are my son......

Just then, a light appeared in the room.

Deng Qiang knew he was leaving.

"Goodbye, everyone. He said, and strode toward the light.

"Hadron. ”

Deng Dazhong suddenly stopped him.

Hadron turned back.

"Go, Dad, it won't be long before I'll accompany you. Deng Dazhong said.

Qiangzi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Old man, let's talk about it when you become a grandfather." ”

After saying that, he disappeared into the light.

The lantern on the table disappeared, and the room was plunged into darkness without the light.

All that remained was the sound of small sobs and choking.

PS: Three thousand words of big chapter, by the way, ask for a recommendation vote, and finally Sanjiang, thank you for your continued support, because of you, I can get to this point, thank you.