Chapter Eighty-Seven: Long-Lost Happiness
Father An's heavy eyelids looked at his daughter, who had been ignored and disliked by him, and during his illness, he took care of him meticulously, and he didn't even have a complaining look.
The ward was poorly accommodated, the old woman was old, easy to have backache and leg pain, and was sent home by Huaixiong to rest, and came back tomorrow. Huaixiong himself was also very tired, and was left behind by his wife, and only one daughter was suffering and waiting.
"An Ming, rest for a while!"
An Ming shook his head: "I didn't do anything tonight, I don't feel tired." I'm so tired at work that I'm so tired, Dad don't worry, how do you feel?"
A tear flowed from the corner of An's father's eye, which quickly flowed through the wrinkles into his sideburns and disappeared completely.
An Ming panicked: "Dad, what's wrong? "I've never seen my dad cry, I've always been a pillar of my spine, it must be that the wound hurts again!
An's father: "An Ming, don't go, Dad is fine, I just remembered the past, I'm sorry for you!"
The obscure voice carries the pain of regret, and once the floodgates are opened, the vent cannot be stopped.
"An Ming, Dad is wrong, Dad is wrong, can you forgive Dad?"
An Ming's tears flowed down like a waterfall: "Dad, I have complained about you, but I have never hated, I did something wrong back then, and I should be angry with you and my mother, and I didn't forgive me." ”
An's father raised his hand, and An Ming stepped forward to hold it: "As long as Dad is healthy, his daughter will be content, and nothing else matters." ”
Father An nodded: "Well, don't worry, this time Dad won't be impulsive and make trouble for you!"
An Ming shook his head: "Dad, don't think nonsense, it is natural and obligatory for children to support their parents, how can it be to add to the chaos?
An's father was very relieved, An Ming's case was put on the children of other families, I am afraid that the six relatives have long been disowned, and they have been disconnected, and it is difficult for his daughter to be there all along.
Early the next morning, An Huaixiong sent An's mother over, brought breakfast and some daily necessities, saw An Ming lying on the side of the bed and sleeping soundly, slowed down and lightened, and then urged An Huaixiong to go to work.
Mother An sat on the other side of the bed, seeing that Father An's complexion was much better, she was both happy and relieved, and wanted to speak, Father An sighed and looked at An Ming, which meant that talking would wake people up, Mother An nodded.
Mother An lightly opened the food box, filled a bowl of millet porridge, helped Father An sit up, and fed the small bowl to Father An spoonful by spoonful.
For An's father's cooperation, An's mother was a little better on the verge of collapse. Young couples and old companions, couples who have lived together for a lifetime, only one person is left to live alone, even if he has children and daughters, his heart is not a taste.
An Ming's steps are light, like Sun Xingzhi out of the Five Finger Mountain of the Buddha, happy and relaxed, happy and happy to return in hope.
In the evening, the tide of customers in the Tianqing Realm, the back kitchen was busy, and Lili was so grateful that she almost had a warm welcome ceremony after seeing An Ming coming.
"Ming, you're finally here! If you don't come, I'm going to go crazy, hurry up and help! When summer comes, everyone doesn't want to cook. ”
Shui Yue was also happy: "Master, I've been waiting for you!
An Ming rolled up his sleeves and threw himself into the busyness: "You guys have a belly of sweet words, what you say is better than singing, I don't believe it!"
Lili: "Ming, you are framing a good person, Shui Yue and I read you a hundred and eighty times a day, I can think of you! I don't believe you asked Shui Yue!"
Shui Yue nodded: "Master, we really miss you!"
An Ming: "Okay, I said how I have been angry in the past two days, and the co-author is the two of you muttering about me behind my back, and saying that you miss me, forget it!"
Lili was anxious: "This thing is superstitious, we don't believe it!
Shui Yue: "Yes, Master, we really miss you. I heard that someone is muttering about you, playing two is thinking about you, and playing three is because I love you. Master, how many times have you snorted?"