Wu Jian Wu Shizu, how could it be him? In this world, anyone is possible, but he can't be alone!

When people lose their beloved sons in old age, and white-haired people send black-haired people to their bones and sorrows, how can they forget it?

And he, who caused an irreparable situation, turned out... actually lived comfortably, not only was forgiven by Grandpa Feng, but also maintained a one-line contact.

Is this true? Why did Grandpa Feng do this?

I still clearly remember that when Uncle Ping was buried, he stood in the cold wind without words or movements, and his dead eyes drifted into the distance, becoming more and more scattered, like a soulless body.

It's so like! It's so like it was at that time, and I can't forget it.

As a bystander, the shadow in my heart has never been eliminated, and Grandpa Feng, as the person concerned, must be even more unforgettable.

Can... But why? The heartbroken Grandpa Feng actually threw down the poisonous oath of the year and was able to accept him? What the hell is wrong? This appearance is simply too abnormal and unfair!

"It's so unfair! How is it possible? Why?" Weird, a little weird, the fear in his heart suddenly jumped to his chest, and Han Qiushi rushed out.

"Qiu Shi!" didn't want his sudden voice to startle Xiang Chunzao beside him, and subconsciously grabbed Han Qiushi's hand.

Although she came here today for Liu Zhiqiang's affairs, she had to mention Wu Jian, but she couldn't imagine that Wu Jian's name would suddenly appear in such a way.

The natural reaction was very surprised, this surprise came from the subconscious, after all, she had not experienced the turmoil back then, so Han Qiushi's gaffe really surprised her.

Especially when he saw Han Qiushi's eyes glowing with sadness, once again fixed on the old and faded Chinese knot, Xiang Chunzao couldn't calm down.

Very ordinary auspicious knots, without other decorations, extremely simple, hanging there is very inconspicuous. If it weren't for Han Qiushi staring at it, Xiang Chunzao believed that he would not have noticed it.

So, what kind of story is tied to this ordinary Chinese knot, and what kind of sorrow does it carry? Why does Han Qiushi have to look at it again and again?

And Feng Jun on the side followed Han Qiushi's gaze and also noticed the Chinese knot, although his face was gray, he did not react violently.

Why is this happening? Could it be that the Chinese knot just...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Han Qiushi's frightened voice, and without thinking about it, he grabbed his hand and panicked in the heart.

"Boy, I know you can't accept it all at once, I... Alas!" Looking at the two people who looked at each other and their faces were red and white for a while, Feng Jun, who had been silent for a while, sighed and shook his head, unable to continue.

Yes, I can't accept it! I can accept anyone, but Wu Jian can't, he is a wicked person who destroyed my mother's happiness and strangled Uncle Ping's life! No matter how broad-minded and powerful he is, how can he forgive him and tolerate him like this?

Turning his head to look at Grandpa Feng, his face sank and his nose was sour, Han Qiushi couldn't hide the disappointment and grievances in his heart.

"Boy, don't blame grandpa, you like Uncle Ping so much, grandpa won't know?" walked over and sat down, Feng Jun put Han Qiushi's shoulder, "Your Uncle Ping lost his mother when he was a teenager, and our grandfather came over to rely on each other." Alas, who knew that something like that would happen, you say, there is the shadow of your Uncle Ping everywhere here, he is gone, can I still live here alone?"

"Yes, my mother and I both know what you said, so when you were far away, both of us understood you. However, I don't understand, how can you have a connection with Wu Jian?" Looking at Grandpa Feng's still ruddy face, enduring the indescribable sourness in his heart, Han Qiushi's tears rolled in his eyes.

With a long sigh, he turned his head to look at the big sun outside the window, Feng Jun frowned: "After I left, I didn't plan to have anything to do with my former acquaintances and friends, no, I didn't want to have any dealings, I wanted to... Alas, whether it's a lingering breath or a walking corpse, I just want to pass my days quietly. ＂

After taking a sip of water, without waiting for Han Qiushi to interject, put down the water glass, Feng Jun continued: "But Wu Jian didn't know where I was staying, and I found me alone, hoping to get my forgiveness. ＂

After kneeling for a day, Wu Jian suddenly appeared in front of Uncle Ping's grave beating his chest and feet, opened his mouth, and formed a line, Han Qiushi was silent.

Seeing that he was almost freezing, I couldn't keep my heart up, so I said soft words. Later, he often came to see me, and at first he came and went, and I hung him to ignore him, many times, and after a long time, I slowly changed. Patting Han Qiushi on the shoulder, Feng Jun swallowed his saliva.

Grandpa Feng is moved by compassion!

After all, Wu Jian was introduced to Uncle Ping by him, no matter how others don't treat him, maybe it's a preconceived idea, maybe it's a matter of face, even if he knows his shortcomings or defects, Grandpa Feng has always liked and valued him, and even told Uncle Ping and my mother lies more than once.

Maybe that's a weakness of human nature, right?

In the past, no matter how much we persuaded us, we couldn't change Grandpa Feng's doting on Wu Jian, but now after a life-and-death parting, Grandpa Feng not only forgave him, but also got closer than us. So, what am I still obsessed with here? I should have thought of this earlier.

Realizing this, for a moment, his heart ached, and Han Qiushi weathered the tears rolling in his eyes.

"Boy, don't resent me, I know that you and your mother have always hated Wu Jian in their hearts, and I hate him too. But people can't be resurrected after death, after all, they have to live. I can forgive him, and I am very determined. Don't you know, the potholed and uneven road, seeing him come alone again and again, and go alone, I also changed my mind, thinking that since he knows his mistakes and corrects his mistakes, what am I still doing with the past?" stood up and turned around, his ears sounded the persuasion of his relatives, his heart was empty, and he tried his best to explain that Feng Jun didn't want to face Han Qiushi's disappointed gaze.

I admit that he still has human nature, so he will ask for your forgiveness, but in others, he has not changed his character, and he is still continuing to do evil! "Alone, Uncle Ping is not, or is my mother not? It's really unreasonable! Standing up all of a sudden, Han Qiushi became emotional.

What? Continue to do evil? Is he behaving unruly? Is he lying to me? With a tight scalp, Feng Jun turned around, stared at him, gritted his teeth, and said, "What's the matter?"