She wanted to continue to snuggle on her father's shoulders and be coquettish like she did when she was a child, but she was still there, she just grew up, but her father was gone, and she was forever gone to her father who could be relied on.

Her father can't wait for them to grow up, can't wait for them to start a family, and can't see the moment when his daughter, as a daughter, puts on a wedding dress.

Tian Yuan couldn't cry, she always had to realize it later, and only now did she know what Tian Biao wanted to make her strong, because he wanted her to support this family alone in the future, and support the Tian family who lost her father.

However, Tian Yuan really wanted to ask his father, how could he be willing to love him so much, how could he bear it, let her use such weak shoulders to support such a big worry?

In the past, he had to feel distressed for a while when she accidentally touched her feet, why is this only this time? But I don't know if Lu Dao feels sorry for her? Sorry that she doesn't have the courage to continue to be strong?

The Tian family, it's just one night, and when you come in again, it's lonely, and the cry is the only voice in the entire Tian family.

On the coffee table in the living room, Tian Biao's special teacup is still there, and when you enter the door, you can still see his teacup drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

I don't know if it's an illusion, or if it's true, the teacup is still steaming, as if the tea drinker has just put down the teacup and walked away a few steps, as if, he will come back in a while.

On the table, the wooden box suddenly appeared there, Li Shufen hugged the wooden box and cried almost fainted, Tian Maochun sat quietly on the side, not crying, not understanding, not laughing, quiet as if a puppet was lifeless, beside him, Tian Maoxing stood there blankly, his hands hung weakly on both sides of his legs, and his eyes were red.

"Uncle~Uncle~ Come back soon~"

Sisi kept crying in Li Qin's arms, and the young and hazy child didn't know what to say, it turned out that death was a person who became a pile of ashes in a box, and then, the person who missed him, but never saw him again for the rest of his life, this is death.

And the person who would have touched her head and joked with her with a smile will never appear again, and he will never fulfill the promise he has made with her.

Huang Xiuzhu helped Tian Yuan to walk into the door, and no one in the house found that the four people had walked in, and the atmosphere was full of sobbing, choking and crying, and the silence was terrible.

"Dad~"

A stumble, Tian Yuan's feet were weak and almost fell, she still feels that she just had a nightmare, just a nightmare that frightened her.

However, the urn and the crying made her have to see the reality clearly and have to face it.

Her father was not tall, not majestic, but he was not thin either, and his perennial labor when he was young had only bent his back a little, but now he was put into a small box, ending his hard life.

Dad, let Li Shufen, who was holding the urn, suddenly move, her hand never let go of the urn, she always felt that only in this way could she make herself feel better, as if Tian Biao did not leave.

Li Shufen has been thinking about her and Tian Biao's life.

She and Tian Biao were introduced by a matchmaker in the countryside, married in the 70s, no love, the first time the two met, it was when Tian Biao followed the matchmaker to her house, that year, she was only eighteen years old.