When Lei Qianjun came out, he looked back at the bathroom with some curiosity.

Song Yiran teased him: "What's wrong with you, you still have feelings for a trip, and you can't give up." ”

"Go!" Lei Qianjun threw the water in his hand at Song Yiran, "What do you know!" He felt strange in his heart, he always felt that the old man was a little familiar!

"I don't know, was there an old man and a bunch of people just now?"

Lei Qianjun was a little surprised, "You saw it!"

"Just passing through this aisle, I can't see it! There must be a big man in the toilet. Song Yiran whispered: "Those people just now wanted to drive me away, but the old man spoke, he is a very good person." ”

"Alright, it's none of our business, let's go!"

The two of them returned to the counter, started shopping again, and soon returned with a full load and returned to the compound.

At the same time, the old man who had a relationship with Song Yiran couldn't help but sit at home and frown, the girl's appearance was really familiar, but he was sure that the two of them were meeting for the first time, so where did this familiar feeling come from?

"Dad, what are you thinking?" spoke to an elegant man of about fifty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit, and his whole body exuded the smell of a book.

The old man frowned, "It's not good to say!"

Song Chunhua immediately became nervous, "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhat? It's bad, you said you have nothing to do with them, or I'll accompany you to the hospital?"

The old man is usually in good health, but he is already in his eighties, and he can't tell when there will be physical problems. Therefore, on weekdays, the elderly have someone to take care of their food, clothing, housing and transportation, and there are medical staff at home, as well as life secretaries, and there are several people on duty.

To put it bluntly, his treatment specifications are higher than Razor's.

But today is New Year's Day, and the old man has to give these people who take care of him a holiday on a whim. Song Chunhua couldn't stop it, so he could only follow his father's wishes. At this time, the old man frowned and sighed, but Song Chunhua was startled, for fear that the old man would have something bad, and his sin would be great.

If I had known this, I should have stopped it just now!

"It's nothing. Alas, boss, you help me upstairs. ”

"Are you really okay?"

"Bunny, are you expecting something to happen to me?"

Full of breath, not red, not panting, it's okay!

It's okay!

Song Chunhua hurriedly shook his head, got up and came over to support the old father, and helped him up to the second floor.

"Dad, didn't the eldest sister come?"

The old man snorted, "Don't mention her to me, I don't know what to do." ”

Song Chunhua didn't dare to say anything, the eldest sister was like an old man from Laike, although the old man was sorry for her before, but after so many years, what should be compensated has also been compensated, but the gap between the father and daughter is getting bigger and bigger.

Song Chunhua honestly helped him into the bedroom.

As soon as the old man entered the house, he kept his crutch and knocked on the bed, "Go, take out the box for me." ”

"Order!" Song Chunhua was also in his fifties, and he lay on the floor and took out an iron box from under the bed.

The old man sat on the edge of the bed, took out a reading glasses and put them on, and carefully opened the box.

What is hidden here are the old man's treasures, and those packed in cloth bags, which are heavy, are all the old man's meritorious medals. Every year he takes it out to take a look, and the expression on his face is a satisfaction, but if others dare to touch it, the old man will beat people with a stick!

There are also some diaries he wrote many years ago, hand ties, and some letters, which are also treasures of the old man. In the words of the old man, these things are treasures that are not exchanged for any amount of money, and they bear witness to the old man's passionate youth, his faith and the friendship between him and his teammates.

"Dad, why did you remember to look at these things?"

The old man snorted lightly, and while carefully rummaging through the things in his hand, he said, "Well, people are old, and they just like it." Get out of here, and call you over later. ”

"Hey!"

Song Chunhua rolled out of the door without complaint, and he didn't dare to go far, for fear that his old father would call him something. I can only aggrieved Barra to move a chair and sit there and wait.

In the room, Song Dayong carefully took out a photo from an old notebook.

The photo is a little old and yellowed, but the two young faces on it can still be seen. That man, handsome, big eyes, high nose bridge, very handsome. The woman's appearance is a little blurry, I don't know if it's an improperly preserved relationship, it doesn't look very real.

"Oops. Song Dayong looked at it for a long time, and reluctantly took off his reading glasses, "Sixi, I didn't protect this photo." Sometimes I miss you, I want to turn it out and take a look, but unfortunately, I can't see it clearly. ”

"Sixi, I met a little girl today, who looks like you, with watery apricot eyes, exactly the same as when I first met you!"

Song Dayong sighed, "You said that you left so early, and you didn't enjoy a day's blessings! I owe you, so I always want to make up for our daughter, and I want to pay back what I owe." However, this child's personality is really ......"

Song Yiyong fell into the memory, and for a long time, he gently stroked the blurred person in the photo with his old hand as rough as tree bark, and muttered to himself: "Sixi, Xiaolian, this child, is not like you, nor like me!"

Song Dayong put the photo away, closed the box, and then transferred it to the mezzanine of the wardrobe.

Song Chunhua heard the movement and asked outside the door, "Dad, I'm in." ”

"Come in!"

Song Chunhua pushed the door in, "Dad, how do you feel?"

"I'm fine. Song Dayong sat on the bed and asked thoughtfully, "Boss, your eldest sister hasn't been in trouble lately, has she?"

"Huh?" Song Chunhua was a little speechless, how to say these words!

His eldest sister is at home, and that is a divine beast!

"You tell the truth!" Song Dayong saw his expression and knew that there was something going on, "I, Song Dayong, can I still protect my daughter? If I let me know that you dare to help her do bastard things, I will have to pick your skin!"

"Dad, it's not as serious as you think! It's Xiaoli, she should get married at her age, my eldest sister has been busy with Xiaoli's family affairs recently, and she really didn't cause any trouble. Everyone is afraid that her surname is Song, so they just open one eye and close one eye.

Song Dayong nodded, "If that's the case, I'll put some snacks in it." By the way, what has Xiaoli been busy with lately!?"

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