Mo Feng really didn't expect his mother Ning Rujun to leave in such a hurry, without any warning, the son has not been filial to you, and has not taken you to live in my house, the grandson you have been thinking about has not been seen until death, I am really not filial, your daughter-in-law and I have not tossed a child for so many years.

Mom, I haven't even seen you for the last time, may you be in the spirit of heaven, forgive me for not being by your side for so many years, and not coming back to visit you often. Please wait for me, I'll be right back.

Mo Feng hurriedly packed his luggage and took his nephew Jasmine Qiang back to his hometown for the funeral. His wife Lan Zihai did not return to her hometown this time because her health was not very good.

Mo Feng misses his mother Ning Rujun very much, he has the impression that his mother's face is always young, and it is fixed in the softest part of his heart.

Mo Feng was a soldier, and his body was strong, as tall as Mo Shan. The two brothers also look more alike, but Mo Shan's eyes are mostly calm and kind when he looks at people, and Mo Feng, when he stares at you, he is like a wolf on the grassland, with scrutiny and vigilance. Mo Feng has been demobilized and engaged in secretarial work in Huangni County, Guangdong Province for 6 years, and over the years, he has conscientiously climbed the lattice to write materials, and he has worked hard and complained, and the leaders of the unit have a very good impression of him, and they are preparing to promote him to be the deputy director of the comprehensive office. There are many people competing for this position, and some people use tricks such as framing and squeezing out, trying to get Mo Feng out, but Mo Feng is so focused on work that he doesn't pay attention to these jumping clowns.

Jasmine Qiang, a sophomore in high school, has excellent grades. The little boy is already very handsome, a bit like his grandfather. Mo Feng looked at Jasmine Qiang, and his face was full of relief, this is the teenager he cultivated single-handedly, from the time his brother Mo Shan handed over the child to him, he secretly made up his mind to help his brother cultivate Jasmine Qiang.

Jasmine Qiang has a relatively indifferent impression of his grandmother, left at the age of 11, and has never returned, and he is a little stranger to his relatives in his hometown. The teenager still doesn't understand that time will wash away memories and forget some people and things, and the love of blood is still deep in the bone marrow after years.

Oh, Jasmine has spent 5 very important years of his life with his uncle and aunt, this is his teenage years, sunny, shy and a little proud. He is already more than 1.7 meters tall, just thin, his face is very delicate, and his eyes are shining.

Jasmine Qiang thought about the appearance of his grandmother in his mind, not tall, fat, with a round face, a kind smile, seeing that he always likes to touch his head, "Jasmine Qiang, your parents have no money, they can't support so many children, you follow your uncle to live in Guangdong, you have to study hard, be obedient, and don't forget your parents." This is what Jasmine Qiang said to his grandmother when he went to Guangdong.

Jasmine Qiang thought that he would never see his grandmother again, he missed his grandmother's care and love for him, the young man's tears flowed in his stomach but not on his face, Jasmine Qiang did not cry. In terms of emotional control, Jasmine Qiang has already shown a strong embryonic form at a young age.

Running all the way, Mo Feng rushed back to Guangyi Village the morning after the death of Jasmine Qiang Yu Ning Rujun and came to the mourning hall. Mo Feng cried and fell in front of his mother's spirit, from now on we are separated forever, and we can only see you in dreams from now on, mother, mother, can you see your son come back? Can you hear your son? I miss you so much, but I'll never see you again.

Mo Feng's tears poured down his eyes, and this tough guy made no secret of his most vulnerable side. He didn't howl and cry like Jasmine Black, his grief was like that little by little tear, and the fall was scarred and hurtful.

Jasmine knelt before the spirit and bowed three times, dear grandmother, dear relatives, I am back, I am home. However, grandma, you have already left, and this way home, I have walked for 5 years to arrive, and I have not missed home for a moment, although I don't say it.