Su Hetu went to the kitchen to help Murong Tiankui serve food to the living room, and Satan just stood aside and didn't know what to do, so he followed Su Hetu to the kitchen.

The meals were all on the table, and he had already eaten the food cooked by Murong Tiankui once, and Su Hetu couldn't wait to move his chopsticks. He picked up the chopsticks excitedly, but was knocked down by Qi Banjin on the side.

"It's not big or small, the old man hasn't come out yet, how can you move the chopsticks first as a child."

Su Hetu glanced at him aggrievedly, but he still obediently put the chopsticks back. Satan looked at the table full of food, and his heart was full of emotion, it was the first time he had eaten such a sumptuous dinner when he was so big.

"Xiaohetu, take a look, the old man should wake up too. Why haven't the little pigeons come out for so long? ”

Qi Banjin was also a little impatient to wait, after all, he hadn't eaten much after drinking a stomach of wine, so he would be hungry.

Su Hetu ran to open the door of Murong Xingtian's room, but was stunned by the scene in front of him. Murong Ge knelt on the ground and grabbed Murong Tiankui's hand with his hand, his face was full of tears, and he couldn't cry anymore.

"What's wrong with the pretty sister?"

Su Hetu looked distressed for a while, and gently stepped forward and asked. Murong Ge turned his head and glanced at Su Hetu, but he didn't speak, but he just shed tears. Only then did Su Hetu realize that something terrible had happened.

Murong Xingtian, who was lying on the bed, already looked very kind, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little lighter. There was a slight smell of wine around him, and he looked like a man who had fallen asleep after drinking a lot of wine.

Just looking closely, the quilt covering Murong Tiankui's chest did not rise and fall at all. I am afraid that he has already lost his breath, but Murong Ge is using his own hands to warm the old man who is about to be a hundred years old.

After knowing the facts, Su Hetu stood in place and didn't know how to comfort her, stepped forward to help Murong Xingtian cover the quilt, patted Murong Ge's back with his hand, closed the door and walked out.

"How? Why haven't the two of them come out yet, is it that the old man's wine hasn't woken up yet? ”

Seeing that the Su River map came out, Qi Banjin couldn't wait to ask. But Su Hetu just sat silently on the sofa, his face gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

"What's going on? changed his expression all of a sudden, who was bullied? ”

Qi Banjin thought that Su Hetu disturbed Murong Xingtian's rest and was kicked out by Murong Ge, so he didn't think about it and continued to sit on the sofa boringly and wait.

But Murong Tiankui saw something in his expression, he knew his daughter's attitude towards Su Hetu. Although Su Hetu was not very polite to himself, he still admired his father very much, and it was absolutely impossible to disturb the old man's rest.

Murong Tiankui got up and walked towards his father's room, although he had some bad premonitions in his heart, he still tried to keep a smile and pushed open the door. Murong Ge turned his head and saw that it was Murong Tiankui, so he threw himself into his arms and cried bitterly.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Murong Tiankui hugged this daughter whom he had been indebted to for many years, and I am afraid that only at this time, who has always been strong, needs her own arms.

"Grandpa died. Didn't you say that you should celebrate the New Year together? How could I leave on my own, and I promised to buy him a lot of good wine, and then find time to spend more time with him, but why can't I wait until that day? ”

Murong Tiankui was shocked, and sure enough, something terrible was coming. Murong Tiankui helped Murong Ge to the edge of the bed and sat down, and sat down himself, looking at the old man in front of him without saying a word.

Murong Tiankui made the same action as Su Hetu, and gently pulled the quilt up for his father. The calm face began to twitch, and Murong Tiankui covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.

I have been wandering all my life, and I have passed by Nanjing several times but have not returned home to see. It's easy to muster up the courage to go home, but I never thought that such a bleak thing would happen.

Wandering in all directions, the dust is scattered, and the indifference condenses into an invisible tear stain, deeply engraved in the heart, inadvertently, it involves those thick or faint memories.

The old dream of red dust comes and goes silently. He also lived a life of unbridled and unscrupulous. There are many things in the world, and there are too many helpless burdens.

Prosperous and backward, I want to calm down and experience the warmth of the family. And that short period of warmth became the final ending, but the family ended up parting ways.

Murong Tiankui took the old man's hand, which was still warm, and looked at his still kind face. It's obviously right in front of you, but it's like a world away, and you've been missing that wandering soul for a long time.

Qi Banjin finally realized that something was wrong and sat up from the sofa.

"Xiaohetu, let me ask you, what's wrong? Why did even the old sword ghost go in and not come out for so long? ”

Su Hetu raised his head at this time, his eyes were red, and he pouted and didn't want tears to flow out.

"I'll just say I'm a scourge, and somebody will die wherever I go. Why? Why? ”

Su Hetu's mood that had just been packed up collapsed again, and he felt so guilty that he couldn't do it. He always thought that Murong Xingtian's death was the reason why he came to the house, and in his heart he thought that he was a disaster star.

Qi Banjin was taken aback by this sudden news, he really didn't believe that the old man who was drinking with him just now and listened to his story left.

"As I said, Xiaohetu is not a scourge. You are born to be prepared to die, but some come early and some come late. The old man is about to be a 100-year-old man, and if he can live to his age, he is already a great creation, and he must have cultivated great virtues in his previous life. ”

"Life and death are fate, there is no one who restricts whom, it's just that some people are not suitable together, and some people are more compatible together. Since the old sword ghost helped you to be born, he decided that you were not a disaster star that harmed the world, and since the old monk was willing to accept you as an apprentice, it also proved that you have the wisdom roots of Buddhism. Even if life and death are sad, you can get together and disperse, and the world is impermanent. It's not easy to look down, and it's even harder to let go. You're still young, and you don't understand many things. It is better to experience the unforgettable poems and books with a full stomach. If you think about it, you will definitely have to experience more things and see more life and death in the future. ”

Satan sat quietly and listened, he was a sinner to the family. They don't dislike themselves and let themselves experience the warmth they have never experienced before, but they can't do anything in the face of this kind of tragic scene. She knew that tonight was a big choice for her and Uncle Chai Ke, who had raised her, and once she made her choice, there was no turning back.

The three of them looked at the table full of delicious meals but had no appetite, and Qi Banjin canceled the trip back tonight. After struggling hard, Satan still chose to leave, because she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to Murong Tiankui because of herself.

There are only three grandchildren in the room, so this is also a kind of reunion. Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and this reunion finally came too late.

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