Chu Wenhong didn't say goodbye, and she was angry with Chu Wenxuan, who thought he was not thin with her.

He is now paralyzed in bed, and there is only one Uncle Pei in charge of all the affairs in the family, but no matter how loyal he is, in the eyes of Chu Wenxuan, he is an outsider, and he is not as relieved as his own sister.

But now, she just left, which made Chu Wenxuan feel that the debt he had paid for her before had been thrown into the water and fed to the dog. The most infuriating thing is that she also took Brother Dong away. It was only in his heart that he realized that he was not his own son after all, and he could not rely on him.

Finally, under such a cognition, Chu Wenxuan, who was angry and energetic, completely collapsed, and he was bedridden all day long, sighing for a long time, and couldn't even read a book.

Tossing and turning on the sickbed, barely reaching the end of autumn, someone came to the Yusheng Garden to report that the old man was dying.

Chu Qingruo was very surprised after inquiring, when he went to see him on a hot day, he also told himself to get out, why couldn't he do it now?

The person said that since his aunt and grandmother were in debt, the old man began to eat less and less. Everyone thought it was because of a bad mood, but they didn't care.

But some time ago, my aunt and grandmother didn't say goodbye, and after I took Dong Ge'er away overnight, the old man began to be wrong, what to eat and vomit, and the people who had the elderly at home began to realize that grandpa may be dying.

Mother Zhou put on a cloak for Chu Qingruo and asked, "Have you invited a doctor to take a look?" ”

Visitor: "Please, why didn't you please?" But when every doctor came, he didn't see any problems, only that he was old, and because of his bad spleen and stomach, he prescribed some prescriptions to eliminate food and left. ”

Chu Qingruo's hand tied up the wind paused, thought for a while, and called Chunju: "You hurry up and find your sister-in-law and ask her to help invite a doctor to Papaya Lane." ”

Chunju went away.

Chu Qingruo finished dressing, and hurriedly came to Papaya Lane with Kangzi and Zhou's mother.

Pushing open Chu Wenxuan's door, a strong smell of medicine came to his nose, Chu Qingruo looked over, and saw Chu Wenxuan, who was already shaped like a withered tree, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless. Only the slightly heaving chest is the only proof that he is still alive.

With a burst of sadness in his heart, Chu Qingruo uncovered the cloak, handed it to Zhou's mother, walked over gently, sat on the edge of the bed, and whispered: "Father~"

Chu Wenxuan heard the movement and opened his eyes with difficulty: "Ah~ glutinous...... Son~ Coming here? (Ruo'er, are you here?) ）

"Well, father, what do you think? I've already called for a doctor for you, and the doctor will be here in a moment. ”

Slowly raised his good hand and waved it slightly: "Fu ...... Good fortune...... With a pinch...... Idol...... Idol...... No more. (No, I can't)

Chu Qingruo's tears suddenly gathered in his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, how can people not get sick when they are old, find a better doctor and see it." ”

"Huh...... Confused...... One, one with the word, male, to the ...... Spicy, spicy, sober. Nuo'er ...... Iron...... Right...... I'm sorry. (I've been confused all my life, and it's rare to be so sober now.) Ruo'er, dad is sorry for you. ）

"Father, what are you talking about? It's all gone. When Chu Qingruo heard his words, his heart was mixed.

What if she didn't have a grudge in her heart? That's fake.

But now that the old man is like this, does it make sense to resent him again?

"Li...... Village...... is still plain, refusing to call ,...... Occasional iron? (Still won't you call me Daddy?) ）

Chu Qingruo responded in his heart, but he couldn't bear to brush the old man's wishes, so he reluctantly opened his **: "...... Dad~"

Chu Wenxuan's wrinkled face was a little rosy for a while, and he nodded happily: "Hmm, hmm~"

Only Chu Qingruo understands in her heart that she is calling it forget it, not forgiveness.

She can forget it, and no longer care about the past, but she can't forgive him for all kinds of harm to herself. This is a kind of indelible pain, and it will never be relieved, forgotten, and disappeared because of the old man's dying words of sorry.

But Chu Wenxuan didn't know, only when she forgave herself, her originally sluggish spirit seemed to be a little better. I mustered up my spirits and sat up from the bed.

"Father...... Daddy, lie down, don't get up. If there is anything to say, just say it. Chu Qingruo re-covered the quilt he had struggled to drop.

It was rare that Chu Wenxuan didn't disagree with her, and grabbed her with shaking hands: "Nuo'er, Li...... Ricken ...... Yuan Xiao Tie ...... Iron is ...... Glad. Na Xia Xiao, Iron ...... Stunned...... Village...... Lisou was wronged...... Yielded. (Ruo'er, if you are willing to forgive Dad, Dad's is very happy.) In those years, my father couldn't recognize people clearly, which made you feel wronged. ）

Suddenly, a sentence suddenly popped up in Chu Qingruo's heart, "People are dying, their words are good, and birds are dying, and their songs are also mourning." ”

opened her mouth, but couldn't find the right words, only felt a drop of heat on her face, sliding down her cheeks. After so many years, she finally waited for this sentence, but why didn't she feel happy at all?

Did her father really feel wronged by her?

No, she doesn't know, it's not clear. She knew he was so eagerly looking forward to it now, and the words "I don't blame you" came out of her mouth. ”

But she couldn't say this, even if it was to deceive him.

"Mrs. Fu!" A gentle and old voice sounded at the right time, saving Chu Qingruo, who was full of contradictions.

"You're here?" She hurriedly stood up, greeting the Imperial Doctor and making way for him

This old lady, she had seen before. When my grandmother was poisoned, I invited many doctors but didn't find out, but it was the old lady who showed it.

After sitting down, the old lady doctor held his beard with one hand and took Chu Wenxuan's pulse with the other.

After a while, his face was not very good: "Madam, Ling Zun...... I'm afraid it's run out of oil and the lamp is dry. ”

Zhou's mother was a little disagreeable on the side: "How can this be?" The old man has only passed the sixtieth birthday, why did he run out of oil and dry up? ”

Chu Qingruo seemed to have been mentally prepared, but his expression was a little gloomy.

The imperial doctor shook his head and explained to Zhou's mother: "He was injured in his early years, although he did not die, he had exhausted his vitality, and he could have lived a long time to recuperate." But I just checked his pulse, Ling Zun's spleen and lungs are very vigorous, and he already has the appearance of qi and blood coagulation, even if it is a Daluo Immortal, I am afraid that he will not be able to prolong his lifespan. Please also mourn, madam. In the next, I took my leave. After explaining to Mother Zhou, the imperial doctor turned around and saluted Chu Qingruo and left.

With a sigh, Zhou's mother went out of the room, leaving time and space for their father and daughter to talk a little more.

Relatively speechless, only a thousand lines of tears.

This is probably Chu Qingruo's mood now.

Chu Wenxuan has been short-tempered all his life, but at this time, he is surprisingly understanding.

In this way, Chu Qingruo was in the house in Papaya Lane and served him for three days.

Finally on the morning of the fourth day, when the sun had just risen, Chu Wenxuan took his last breath with a smile on his face......

After sending Chu Wenxuan off on his last journey, the hard work and sadness of the past few days made Chu Qingruo, who had always been strong, fall ill.

The Fu family came to visit her from time to time to amuse him and relieve his boredom, but they still couldn't dissolve the dull breath in her heart. Finally, Old Man Fu couldn't stand it anymore, and came to Yusheng Garden to relieve her in person.

"Qingruo!" With a hearty voice, the old man walked into her room with his feet raised.

"Daddy?" She wanted to sit up, but was stopped by a gesture from the old man.

The old man sat on the chair brought to him by Zhou's mother, with a cane in one hand and his knees in the other, and asked her kindly, "Child?" What's wrong? Still sad about your father's death? ”

Chu Qingruo leaned his back against the bed frame and shook his head weakly.

"Then tell your father, what are you sad about?"

"Dad, I'm probably an unfilial child, right? I was sad that my father was gone, but what made me even sadder was that he was still so selfish the moment he left. Chu Qingruo thought of this, and couldn't help but tears again.

He just blindly said sorry for me, wronged me, and asked me to forgive him and stop complaining about him. This doesn't sound like a problem, but Dad, why didn't he ask me if I was doing well, if my husband's family treated me well, and he didn't even mention my husband and son! The radish is so big, he is at all, he never thought to look at him for the last time before he died, this radish has never seen his grandfather since he was born! ”

The old man was surprised: "Didn't you bring a radish to meet him?" ”

Chu Qingruo smiled sadly: "I've been there, he said that my daughter was taken captive, and he didn't know if she was clean or not, and he didn't dare to recognize this child." They didn't even let us in. If it weren't for my aunt's trouble, he would have had no choice but to order someone to come and look for me. I'm afraid that he will never let me step into the house of Papaya Lane again in this life! ”

"How unreasonable! The house is still yours! The more the old man listened, the more angry he became, "Besides, our husband's family hasn't disliked you like this, he, he's your biological father!" How can you do this to your daughter? ”

The old man opened his mouth angrily and was about to scold Chu Wenxuan, but after thinking about it, the person has passed away, and it is useless to scold him again. What's more, the dead are great, and everything has already passed, so forget it.

I wanted to open my mouth to comfort Chu Qingruo again, but I didn't know where to start, so anxious that the old man had no idea for a while.

As soon as the inspiration moved, the old man's crutch struck the ground: "Child, don't be sad." Stuffy at home all day, sooner or later, you will get sick. In this way, you take Kangzi out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and you should be relaxed! ”

Chu Qingruo was shocked: "Dad, how can this be done?" Before, it was to find Wen Yuan......"

The old man laughed and interrupted her: "You married into our family, probably haven't seen Wen Yuan's second sister yet, right?" ”

She nodded quizzically.