This time, Feng Jun did not come back to life as his relatives expected, and in the scorching summer afternoon, with infinite blessings and infinite apologies to the younger generations, accompanied by the sound of cicadas, he passed away suddenly.

After taking care of the aftermath, Han Qiushi, at the request of his mother, moved back to the old floor fan with a Chinese knot.

Seeing that her mother had measured the Chinese knot for a long time, muttered a few words, turned around and brought a basin of water, twisted the rag, and carefully cleaned up the putty on the fan page, Han Qiushi did not bother, walked to the desk, turned on the computer, and inquired about some donation-related matters.

It's really cumbersome, snorted, tilted his head, and looked at his mother who was wiping the electric fan grille again, still so meticulous, focused and forgetful. With a sour nose, Han Qiushi saw the scene of Grandpa Feng returning to the light in front of his eyes.

Holding his hand, Grandpa Feng said that the biggest regret in his life was that he had no children and grandchildren, and he couldn't enjoy the glory and happiness of his children and grandchildren around his knees.

After coming to him, he had no face to see his ancestors, nor did he have the face to see his wife who left him before, let alone explain to her why he lived a long time, but let his son end his life without marrying a wife and having children.

He had been exculpating himself before, and even though he was in seclusion in the countryside, he still didn't want to accept what his son had said to him before he died.

It wasn't until a few days ago when he went to sit in front of his son's grave for a long, long time, when the moon shone in the sky, that he realized that he had made a big, big mistake because he was too arrogant, domineering, unruly, and refused to admit it, and God wanted to punish him like this.

Now that he knew he was wrong, it was too late, and he didn't have time to stay in this world to remedy anything. Knowing this, there is no hope in this life, and he can only pray to reunite with his wife and his Ping'er in the next life, and pay back everything that he owes them in this life.

If he can get his wish, he will not hesitate to suffer any hardship and make any effort.

So he had to leave a thought and accumulate a little yin virtue for his reincarnation, so he left a will and sold the old house, and donated all the proceeds, along with most of his savings, to Hope Primary School.

He told himself that after he was a hundred years old, he should deal with it as soon as possible, and when all the formalities were completed, burn a piece of paper and send him a letter, so that he could walk steadily and at ease on the Huangquan Road in 7749 days.

"Dad, Dad, when will Aunt Chunzao come back, I want to go and play with the baby." A crisp sound woke Han Qiushi up, and when he came back to his senses, he saw his son jumping and running over, shaking his arm.

"It's coming. Raised his wrist and looked, yo, so fast, it's half past ten, turned off the computer, Han Qiushi got up and walked to the window.

I'm out early in the morning, and it's almost time to make lunch, right?

Alas, I don't know what Miao Miao's grandfather's health is, whether he needs to be hospitalized, and I don't know if their mother and daughter can meet Liu Zhiqiang and Wang Yanyan.

"Qiu Shi, did you say that you would come back for lunch in the early spring?" Han Qiushi was thinking about his thoughts, and his mother's voice came to his ears.

"Oh, then again, it should be soon. Han Qiushi turned his head to look out the window as he spoke, and this time, he saw it.

On the square brick trail in the distance, under the big sun, carrying large bags and small bags of various ingredients, Xiang Chun Zheng slowly walked over.

Hey, Miao Miao, why didn't she see it? Could it be that she stayed at her grandfather's house? Well... Great! Han Qiushi thought as he ran to the door to put on his shoes.

"Go down?" What are you doing in a hurry? Seeing his son's actions, Jiang Qiu walked over curiously.

"I saw it, Sister Chun Zao came back alone, carrying a lot of things, I went down to help get it. Straightening up, Han Qiushi touched his son who ran over, "Don't go down, I'll go to Aunt Chunzao's house with my grandmother and sister in a while." ＂

"That's right, Xiaorui, be obedient, we'll go down later. Throwing the rag and walking over to grab his grandson, Jiang Qiu smiled.

She pondered that her son had something to say to Xiang Chunzao, on weekdays, a large family didn't even have a chance to be alone, and it was not easy for the two of them to whisper for a while, so let's make it convenient for them.

It was really powerful to stop the stinky boy who didn't know how to see, nodding at his mother, Han Qiushi rushed downstairs.

Why did he come down? Did he go out to socialize? As soon as he changed his hand, as soon as Xiang Chunzao looked up, he saw Han Qiushi pushing open the door of the unit and walking towards him.

"Look at your hot, I'll take it. After taking a few steps to meet him, Han Qiushi snatched the big bag and small bag in Xiang Chunzao's hand.

Yes, the sun is baking like crazy, I am really going to die of heat and sunburn, muttering in my heart, I have my free hands, I took out wet wipes from my bag, and wiped my face, neck, and arms all over to Chunzao.

Ah, it's much more comfortable! Throwing the wet wipes into the garbage can, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Qiushi, who was wearing slippers and wearing home clothes, and Xiang Chunzao was a little confused: "You... Are you going out?"

Going out, he was stunned for a moment, looked down at his dress, Han Qiushi took the ingredients in his hand and smiled: "There are so many delicious foods, what am I going out for?"

"Then what are you doing here?" Did you come down to help me on purpose? Looking up at Han Qiushi, it was very strange to subconsciously get used to Liu Zhiqiang's hand-shake in charge of Xiang Chunzao, on a hot day, who doesn't want a cat to blow the air conditioner at home?

"I'll come down and pick you up. Frowning, Han Qiushi smiled a little helplessly.

Where can I go dressed like this?What is a woman's brain made of?Often I understand profound truths, but I don't understand the simple facts, that's why there are so many... Han Qiushi could only laugh at this sluggishness.

While talking, he chatted and entered the house, put down the big bag and small bag, but Han Qiushi turned around and made love, and threw a sentence to Chunzao with a sticky body, "It's uncomfortable, I'll take a shower first", went into the bathroom, and went to busy himself.

Encountering such an incomprehensible woman, she was full of enthusiasm and thoughts and had nowhere to put it for the time being, sitting on the sand, Han Qiushi had to wait patiently.

Fortunately, his wait only consumed half of his cigarette.

Xiang Chunzao, who was full of thoughts about coming back and cooking faster, just walked out of the bathroom and had no power to fight back, so he was arrested by him.

You are thick and I am thick, needless to say, the two looked proud, and once again sweated and blushed cheeks to Chunzao, and gathered his clothes while angrily sneering at Han Qiushi.

Without looking at the time, he hurried into the kitchen, and just boiled the water and boiled the noodles, there was a knock on the door.

Wow wow, wow, it's so dangerous! Luckily no... I didn't make out for too long, or else... Smacking his tongue and flying towards Chunzao, Han Qiushi walked over and opened the door.

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