Li Ziyi turned around and went into the kitchen, no longer caring what the three people in the living room were talking about, he didn't care, what he was most concerned about now was to make a delicious meal for them to eat, and then get their praise, which was the most important thing at the moment.

I have to say that this is Li Ziyi's second time cooking, and the feeling is still different from the first time he cooked, the first time was helpless, although this time he was also helpless, but he was also willing, and Li Ziyi's mood changed.

A few people in the living room, chatting and chatting, Li Zixu looked at it and asked Li Shuzhen: "Auntie, why don't you see your uncle?

Li Zixu mentioned Li Ziyi's father, Li Shuzhen's face changed, and the fifth Yuting sitting next to her also raised her head to look at Li Shuzhen, she was thinking about what Li Shuzhen would say and how to say it.

Li Shuzhen's face was full of hesitation, he didn't know whether to tell Li Zixu about Li Ziyi's father's absence, Li Ziyi's father also loved Li Zixu in every way before his death, if she dared to tell Li Zixu, she was afraid that Li Zixu would not be able to accept it for a while. Li Zixu is an emotional child, Li Shuzhen is afraid that Li Zixu will not be able to accept the feeling of the sky falling for a while, she is afraid that Li Zixu will lose control.

Li Shuzhen couldn't make up her mind, turned her head to look at the fifth Yuting, and the fifth Yuting couldn't make up her mind at the same time, seeing Li Shuzhen's gaze, she pointed to Li Ziyi, who was busy in the kitchen.

Li Shuzhen nodded, and Fifth Yuting stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

And Li Shuzhen stroked Li Zixu's cheek after the fifth Yuting left.

Li Zixu was a little confused when she got up and walked to the kitchen in the fifth language, feeling Li Shuzhen caressing her cheeks, looking at her somewhat sad eyes, Li Zixu could predict that something bad must have happened.

Li Zixu took Li Shuzhen's hand from her cheek, squatted in front of her, and asked, "Auntie, tell me, what's wrong with him, uncle? Where is he? I want to see him!"

Seeing that Li Shuzhen didn't answer for a long time, Li Zixu became anxious: "Auntie, tell me quickly! What about the uncle? I want to see the uncle!"

As Li Zixu's emotions became agitated, Li Shuzhen's tears flowed out of her eyes, and she couldn't help but miss Li Ziyi's father.

"Auntie, what are you crying about, what about the uncle?" Li Zixu stood up and began to look for Li Hong's trace at home, but after looking for a long time, there was still no trace of him, Li Zixu came to Li Shuzhen again, knelt on his knees, and said: "Auntie, where is the uncle! Why is he not at home?

The more Li Zixu spoke, the more excited he became, Li Ziyi, who was in the kitchen, heard the words of the fifth Yuting, walked out of the kitchen, looked at Li Zixu kneeling in front of Li Shuzhen, and said to Li Zixu: "Follow me!"

Li Zixu glanced at Li Ziyi, followed Li Ziyi, and came to a small room.

Entering the small room, Li Zixu found that there was a large square table in the room, and in the center of the large square table against the wall, there was a photo bound by a photo frame, an incense burner was placed in front of the photo, and two plates of fruit were placed in front of the incense burner.

When Li Ziyi decided to take Li Zixu home for dinner, he thought about it, his father's death must be unconcealable, Li Ziyi also thought about it, when Li Zixu asked about his father, Li Ziyi told him truthfully, when the fifth Yuting came to the kitchen, he knew that Li Zixu was asking about his father, and Li Ziyi did not hesitate to take Li Zixu to his father's portrait.

Li Zixu looked at Li Hong's portrait, tears couldn't help flowing out, only to hear the sound of "dong", Li Zixu knelt on the ground on both knees. At this moment, Li Zixu was lying on the ground crying in pain, and the next moment, he knelt on the ground on his knees and moved towards the square table.

At the same time, Li Zixu kept chanting in his mouth: "This is impossible, this is impossible, Uncle is impossible, uncle, you tell me, all this is fake!"

Li Zixu turned around, looked at Li Ziyi, and said, "Brother, this is all fake, right, this is all fake, it is impossible for the uncle to pass away, I came back this time to see the uncle!"

Li Ziyi shook his head and walked out of the room by himself, leaving Li Zixu alone.

After Li Ziyi left, Li Zixu held Li Hong's portrait and put it on his chest, glanced at it from time to time, and at the same time, he cried very sadly, he never thought that in the past few years since he left, when he came back, he wanted to say too much to Li Hong. Now, I haven't even seen the last side of my uncle, but what I see is the portrait of my uncle.

It is conceivable how much Li Zixu misses Li Hong, one can imagine what kind of praise Li Zixu has for Li Hong, and one can imagine how much Li Zixu depends on Li Hong.

But at this moment, it has turned into longing, deep longing. Li Zixu hugged the portrait of Li Hong, crying tears and snot mixed together, and dripped to the ground with silk.

When Li Ziyi cooked the meal and put it on the table, Li Zixu was still holding Li Hong's portrait in the room, and kept muttering something in his mouth!

Li Ziyi came behind Li Zixu, shook his shoulder, and said, "Okay, don't cry, your uncle is watching you from the sky! He doesn't want you to be so sad, okay, let's go eat!"

"Brother, what the hell is going on, how could the uncle die suddenly?"

"Let's go, let's go out and talk about it, don't bother your uncle anymore, okay?"

Li Zixu reluctantly put Li Hong's portrait on the square table, Li Ziyi helped him up, walked out of the room, and came to the living room. In the living room at this time, Li Shuzhen, Fifth Yuting, and Zhao Bo were already sitting at the dining table.

Li Ziyi and Li Zixu sat down, and Li Zixu asked Li Shuzhen: "Auntie, tell me, how did my uncle die?"

Speaking of Li Hong, Li Shuzhen glanced at the room, looked at Li Zixu again, and said: "Your uncle is seriously ill, and he has been insisting on seeing your eldest brother for the last time, and when your eldest brother came back, your uncle couldn't hold on, and after seeing him, he died!"

"Then why didn't you tell me at that time?" Li Zixu looked at Li Shuzhen, with tears in his eyes, obviously a little strange that Li Shuzhen didn't tell him the news of Li Hong's death, and he didn't say anything if he couldn't see him at the last time, and he didn't even see a body. Even, in Li Zixu's impression, it is still the kind appearance of Li Hong half a year ago!

"It's not that I won't tell you, it's that I won't let you tell you, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it!" Li Ziyi didn't know where to take out a bottle of wine, sat on the chair, and began to pour wine, first poured himself a glass, and then poured a glass of wine for Li Zixu, when it was Zhao Bo's turn, at Zhao Bo's signal, Li Ziyi handed the wine bottle to Zhao Bo.

Li Ziyi picked up the wine glass in front of Li Zixu and said, "If you want to blame you, blame your brother!"

After speaking, Li Ziyi drank all the wine in the cup, and after drinking, he looked at Li Zixu without saying a word. He was waiting, waiting for Li Zixu's forgiveness.

"Brother, why, why don't you tell me? Do you know that my uncle treats me like a son, and I treat my uncle like my own father, even if I can't see my uncle's last face, why can't I even see my uncle's body, why?" As he spoke, Li Zixu drank the wine in front of him and lay on the table in pain.

Li Ziyi moved his chair, came to Li Zixu's side, put his hand on Li Zixu's shoulder, and comforted Li Zixu: "Your uncle has passed away, and we who are not dead will continue to live, the reason why I called you back is because I don't want to hide from you about your uncle's death." I know you're complaining about me now, but we're brothers, brothers!"

"Woo, brother. Li Zixu raised his head and looked at Li Ziyi, and then threw himself into Li Ziyi's arms.

"Alright, alright, manly bleed without tears. ”

"Brother, take me to see Uncle!" Li Zixu wiped his tears, got up and walked to the door.

"Let's eat first! I'll take you to see your uncle tomorrow, and tomorrow will be your uncle's seven-seven." Li Ziyi said.

"Okay, then go tomorrow!" Li Zixu returned to his chair and sat down.

"Okay, let's eat first!" Li Ziyi beckoned.

Li Ziyi can also understand Li Zixu's mood, his uncle who loves him died, but he didn't know at all, the feeling of discomfort and pain in his heart was more complicated than when he came back and saw his father die.

If the current Li Zixu was himself, Li Ziyi would definitely not be as strong as Li Zixu, after all, he was his biological father.

Although he has been a soldier in the army all these years, he will write a suicide note every time he goes out on a mission, so as not to die in the mission, and there is still a suicide note that can be sent home, but he is very lucky, in the past few years as a soldier, he has been able to come back alive, and he even almost died in several times. However, Li Ziyi has a very big belief in his heart, that is, he wants to go back alive, and he doesn't want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

However, when he came back and saw his father, who was seriously ill and bedridden, he regretted that he had been away all these years, and every year during the Chinese New Year, he left his parents at home for the New Year. Anyway, Li Zixu has some recent impressions of his father, but what about himself? His impression of his father is still the day three years ago, when his father tearfully sent him to join the army.

That day, he was wearing a recruit uniform and a red flower pinned to his chest, but that day turned out to be the last time his father said goodbye to him. When he came back, he actually said goodbye to his father, and Li Ziyi at that time felt so painful in his heart. Looking at the current Li Zixu, he is not much better than himself at that time.

"You eat first! I want to go and accompany my uncle. After Li Zixu finished speaking, he carried the wine bottle on the table, ignored the obstruction of others, came to the room, took down Li Hong's portrait from the square table, sat in front of the square table, took a sip of wine, and looked at Li Hong's kind face, Li Zixu couldn't stop crying down.

In the living room, the four of them looked at Li Zixu in the room, and they all shook their heads, people can't be resurrected after death, life still has to go on, and only by living every day is the greatest awe of the deceased.