Chapter Ninety-Six: Hu Hansheng's Chronicles
In the years that followed, he remained alone and did not remarry. He put all his heart and soul into the child, feeding and changing diapers, teaching him to walk, teaching him to talk. He was involved in every first time he was involved in, and everyone said he was a good father.
And that's what he thought. He had thought he would always be a good father.
But God seems to have played another joke on him. His child suffered from the same heart disease as him, and the doctor said that he was too weak to live long.
Hearing this, his world completely collapsed, and he didn't know what to do at all? He consulted all the famous doctors, but there was no way. The doctor said that it was genetic, even if it was well controlled, it would be a few years to hang his life with expensive medicinal materials.
Maybe it's because of regret, maybe it's because it's timid, maybe it's because I don't know how to face my wife after death. He has always taken good care of the child. However, as the child grows up, his mood hits rock bottom again. This child. What a fool.
It was a devastating blow to him. Ay. Because of the death of my parents. He knows that officialdom is not just about strength. So he became more and more sleek. Relying on the places of interest that have slowly accumulated, he climbed to the position of Tobe Squire. However, revenge is still a big step away from his goal.
However, the child was born a fool, and it was regarded as ominous among the people, because his parents did too much Bodhisattva punishment, so they gave birth to a fool to take revenge on him and warn the world.
And he has just become a tobe squire. If the news of her child is a fool spreads. All his hard work in the past few years has been in vain. A good reputation accumulated in the past. It's going to be a mess. And his good name. It is still accumulated step by step by his means, and it cannot stand up to investigation.
But he was still not reconciled. He heard a rumor among the people that the more hardships a child suffered when he was a child, the more injuries he suffered, the better it was to feed, and this is the case with dogs.
So that night he took a short whip and struck his child, and with a light touch, the child cried, and a red mark bloomed on his body, and the child cried heartbreakingly.
But for some reason, he felt so happy when he heard him cry. It's as if all emotions have found an outlet. So it was out of control. He found an excuse. And her children. began his unfortunate life.
He had sensed that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't help it. Every time I saw that child, I thought of his parents, of his wife, lying in a pool of blood, and told him. Be good to this kid. I felt that I couldn't breathe in my heart.
In order not to let people find out that he is a fool. He quietly slashed the base of her tongue with a knife. The people I met said that this child was quiet and didn't like to talk, but in fact, where he was quiet was that he couldn't speak at all. Fortunately, the child is stupid. I don't know how to justify. just looked at others, and people praised her cuteness.
She felt funny in her heart, but she felt so lucky.
As a result, the external injuries on the child's body accumulated more and more. But he was a fool, and he laughed when he cried. Once. He was tired. I think this world is too boring. Squatted on the ground and cried.
When the child saw this, he slowly crawled over and hugged his neck, buried his head in her neck and giggled, and with this smile, he felt that there was nothing in this world.
So, he began to hope for everything again. He didn't dare to take the child to the doctor and study the book himself. However, as great as the expectations are in the heart, there are as great the disappointments.
By then she was almost. Morbidity. I drank too much wine that night and made a soldering iron myself. Engrave the word "life" on the back of the child, and it all says that death is life. He wants to see what he is going to do and what he is going to do. If you come to a dead end, the Bodhisattva can give you a way to live.
Maybe he did too much evil in his previous life. The child fainted in pain. I had a fever all night. He didn't pay attention to him that night. I had hoped that he would die like this, but he miraculously came back to life.
Wake up the next day. The boy was arguing and laughing again. It was the calmest day he had in years. He gives to children. Bath. Cook your own food. I made him a bowl of custard. Feed him. The child was overjoyed. Reach out to hug him. And he laid him on his shoulder. Go and give him two catties and burn a stick of incense.
The child does not know how to kowtow and does not know his mother. And he relied on his temperament. Tell him to recognize word by word. He told him that his mother was the most loving person in the world. His mother, I hope he will be a good person in the future, and his mother, I hope he can be healthy. He knew he couldn't understand, but he was still chronic.
Slowly the child fell asleep. The sound of breathing is shallow. Just lying on her lap.
It was late at night, and his children were lying on their backs. Slowly. Gently. carried him to the temple in the back mountain on the outskirts.
He couldn't get that hand down. Don't try to fend for yourself. How old he can live depends on his life. For the rest of his life, he spent his life atonement and repentance.
He sent the child away late in the evening. It's also drizzling today. But there was no wind that night. The child slept soundly. He put her in the ruined temple. Like a bodhisattva, the last you. Hopefully she can bless his child. Not to mention peace and health. I hope I don't meet him again.
That night she went back with the wind and rain, and walked farther and farther, but she couldn't help but not look back, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't named the child yet. Children are born frail and sickly. His mind was again on government affairs. Because I didn't know what to choose, I kept delaying.
Later, I found out what the child was. I didn't bother to choose a name for him. I don't know why tonight. Suddenly I remembered his name. I didn't know what to call him when I wanted to call him, but I felt a little desolate. He should always have some thoughts in his life. So, I thought all the way. casually gave him the name "Oak Cook", which didn't mean anything, it was just a name.
The next day. Serve you and start the funeral. His only child also died of illness, and he had no family. In this world. It's really alone.
He did not marry again. I never had children. The people had pity on him. It is said that he is affectionate and righteous, and he has been thinking about his wife and children. He also accumulated some good reputation because of this.
But the people were so stupid, he had never resented them so much. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have just abandoned her child, the only child in his life.
But he was not destined to be stigmatized, and he had more important things to do. His wife. When he fell in a pool of blood, he once said to him, "I'd rather be humble as mud, than live up to the years, the rest of my life is long, don't lose yourself, Lang Zhong is my favorite person." ”
Her crush was a humble man.
It was a long time before he listened to his wife, and even though he had done something wrong now, he had never regretted his choice tonight.
Doesn't it mean that you have to lose something to gain something?
He also gave the child back his freedom, which was also another unfortunate beginning for the child.
He came into this world. Just to feel the suffering of the world. It's a poor child.