157: Like a dream

Looking at Zhao Xun, he didn't seem to have any reaction, but at this time, he was in a hurry.

The little mouth that has just learned to speak, and it is mumbling and talking non-stop.

Although I don't know what "deceased" happiness is, but when I see my aunt's sad face, happy will become a spirit in every way, thinking of the law to make Zhao happy.

Maybe only at this time can Zhao Xun forget the pain in his heart for a short time.

I remember the last time I saw Liu Ya, not long after Happy was born.

Liu Ya's words made Zhao Xun remember it vividly until now.

"We're different, you still have a father, and I don't have anything, I only have such a brother."

Yes, Zhao Xun used to be the object of envy of others, but in the blink of an eye, everyone was also a fallen person.

When parting, Liu Ya took 500 yuan to her father, and said that she would definitely go home when she came back next time.

But what I didn't expect was that when she came home again, it would be in such a way.

Looking at Liu Ya standing on the edge of the bed, Zhao Xun couldn't help asking:

"When did Xiaoya come back, I'm afraid I'm so confused that I can't remember anything."

"Sister Zhao'er, I've been back for a few days, how can I blame you, you were in a coma when I came back, but now that I'm getting better, I'm much more relieved."

Looking for a sister?

I'm afraid these three words are the first time Liu Ya has called Zhao after she got married.

Suddenly, Zhao Xun felt a warm current in his heart slowly pass by.

"Come on, everyone sit down, I'm fine!"

Zhao Xun is such a person, and he will never trouble others.

Seeing that everyone was staying by his side, Zhao Xun felt extremely guilty in his heart at this time.

"By the way, how about Jiating and Jiaxin? Good or not, it should be good to study, right? ”

"Well, Jiating is still the same as when he was a child, he has always taken care of his sister."

"When you're discharged from the hospital, I'll bring the two children over to play."

"Okay."

On the day they were discharged from the hospital, Ziyi and Liu Ya had already prepared a large table of dishes in the building, all of which Zhao Zhaoping usually liked.

Since the house was renovated by my brother last time, I originally planned to let my father move back, but I didn't expect to move this time, but I couldn't move back.

The moment Zhao Xun stepped into the house, it was a very familiar place, but now it made her feel strange.

even made Zhao Xun feel that this was not her own home at all.

"Come in, why are you still stunned?"

The younger brother seemed to see Zhao Xun's difficulty, so he took the initiative to step forward and said:

"My sister may have just come back from the hospital and is still a little uncomfortable, it's okay, you can just get busy with your business first, I'll just look at my sister."

Zhao Xun was stunned at the door for a long time, and then tentatively walked into the house.

Although I entered the house, I still couldn't adapt to it for a while.

Cowering didn't know where to sit, where to stand, it didn't feel like his own home.

Yes, my younger brother has been working in other places since graduation, and the number of times he has met his father is only a handful.

And Zhao Xun has always lived under the same roof as his father, and now such a big living person is gone if he says no, which is really unacceptable.

"It's almost enough to eat, let's all leave then, don't have too much left!"

Seeing Liu Ya and Ziyi cooking in the kitchen in full swing, the younger brother yelled in a loud voice.

Zhao Xun looked around, and the last time he came to inspect the house, he didn't have time to take a closer look.

When Zhao Xun pushed open his bedroom door, he didn't expect to be startled.

Oh, my God! The whole bedroom looks almost the same as the bedroom before the fire!

Suddenly, Zhao Xun screamed:

"Ahh

The two men who were busy in the kitchen were also frightened by the scream.

After all, he is a person who has just been pulled back from the brink of life and death, and everyone is still paying attention to Zhao Zhao's psychological state.

Brother's words, that's not to mention.

Zhao Xun screamed, and his younger brother was directly stunned.

The distance from the living room to the bedroom was almost a big stride.

"What's wrong with you, sister?"

The younger brother asked in a panic.

But Zhao Xun didn't speak, just stood there stupidly, standing there motionless.

"Sister?"

Ziyi said in a voice that was as low as possible.

However, Zhao Xun still did not speak.

At this time, the three people standing around Zhao Xun were looking at each other with puzzled expressions.

Suddenly, Ziyi gave her younger brother a look.

In this embarrassing situation, it is estimated that only the younger brother has the most right to speak.

The younger brother stretched out his palm and gently shook it in front of Zhao Xun's eyes, and said in a trembling voice:

"Sister, are you okay?"

After his younger brother shook like this, it seemed that Zhao Xun had really come to his senses, and then said:

"This house, how is this house exactly the same as I used to live in?"

"Oh!"

Only then did everyone sigh deeply, it turned out that Zhao Xun was referring to this.

That scream just now really frightened everyone.

In fact, during the last renovation, the workers only added some furniture and equipment.

As for the decoration in the bedroom, it was the younger brother who took the time to arrange it during the time when Zhao was hospitalized.

The younger brother always knew the significance of Zhao Xun's solo trip to his sister, but the photos on the wall and some commemorative things were unfortunately "sacrificed" in that fire.

The younger brother made a lot of effort to let Zhao go home happily after finding out the hospital.

So, based on his previous impressions, the younger brother found some similar materials on the Internet, bookstores, and jewelry stores and pasted them on the wall.

So much so that Zhao Xun, who had not yet woken up from the sadness of his father's death, mistakenly thought at a certain moment that this was her former house.

"Sister, this is your former house, don't you know each other?"

Zhao Xun slowly walked into the room, one step, two steps, three steps......

"My house is mine!"

The step is heavy and slow, the step is happy and sad.

Zhao Xun stood in front of the wall and was silent for a long time.

In fact, there are some things, no matter how good you are, but you are not her after all.

You can't replace her at all.

And Zhao Xun also knew that his younger brother had good intentions, but he didn't say this sentence in person.

"By the way, do you remember that time when we went to someone's town to fish? You girls don't dare to go into the water, only my sister does. ”

"Of course I remember, and you kept showing off at the time, saying that no one in this town could bully you, but you were angry!"

"Hahaha, you guys were too funny when you were young!"

"yes, yes, and that ......"

At the dinner table, in order to arouse the atmosphere, everyone specially talked about some things that they fought together when they were young, so as to divert Zhao Zhao's attention.

However, Zhao Xun is in any mood now!

After reluctantly eating some dishes, Zhao Xunbian proposed to go back to the old house to have a look, and by the way, he packed up those things together.

On the way home with Zhao, the younger brother thought about Fa'er's teasing of Zhao Zhao's happiness.

But the more his brother was like this, the more sad Zhao Xun felt.

She used to be in front of her younger brother, and she was a strong defender at all times!

But now he needs his younger brother to try his best to please, and even let his younger brother make all kinds of grimaces.

This may not be a big deal for a normal person, or a person who has nothing to do.

But for my younger brother, it's different.

The departure of her father made her brother as uncomfortable as she was!

After arriving home, Zhao Xun locked himself in his father's bedroom alone.

Looking at the curling smoke outside the house hovering on the roof, yes, didn't this spread from my own house?

But now it seems so far away.

"Eat bones! Wash your hands, wash your hands and go! ”

"Dad!"

"Dad?"

Suddenly, Zhao Xun heard his father's voice.

That's the sound of her father calling her to eat!

When I was a child, my family was poor, and although I had a bone pipe in my house, in the eyes of others, it might be a good situation.

But if you want to open meat once, it can only wait for one day when the bones are really unsold, but you can't throw them away, and this is when the children are the happiest.

Although his father didn't treat Zhao Zhao very well at that time, the treatment of eating bones was still the same as that of his younger brother.

If the younger brother eats a piece, Zhao will be able to eat a piece.

Father's "Wash your hands quickly" is simply the golden words of the fairy in the sky!

When Zhao Xun looked at the smoke again, he broke it all at once, as if a rope was stuck in his throat.

Choking, wheezing, still, is he dying?

Gradually, the smoke disappeared without a trace, and never rose again.

Lying on the bed where his father slept, the silent breath surrounded Zhao Xun tightly.

He even gave Zhao the illusion that his father had never gone far.

There was a picture of my father on the head of the bed, and I can't remember that my father had taken it at that age.

In fact, my father didn't have a few photos in his life, and he didn't pose anything.

However, Zhao Xun always felt that his father's photo was very good.

My father has always been a very good cook, but he has never received any training, let alone a master chef.

In the past few years in the town, my father has fed many people with his own hands.

However, all this no longer exists.

The sadness or anger of the past, like a dream, is a thing of the past.

Zhao Xun was liberated, completely liberated.

Finally, his father became Zhao Zhao's favorite person, and he was as important as his younger brother.

It wasn't until now that Zhao Xun, who had been away from life and death, understood better:

It turned out that her father was far more precious to her than she imagined.

The afternoon sun shone warmly on Zhao Xun's face, and the sunlight stretched the shadow very long.

Through the fingers, the sun is very thin and thin, like an old song.

The song has you and your shadow.