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The old man walked out tremblingly on crutches, looked at Teng Zhongqian carefully with oily eyes for a while, and said in surprise: "Teacher Tang? Are you Mr. Tang?! ”

Teng Zhongqian's expression was cold: "Can you go in and sit?" ”

"Good ......" the old man hurriedly opened the iron door, and said incoherently, "Come in and come in......"

Teng Zhongqian didn't look at the old man much, and went straight into the courtyard.

The old man moved his body and retreated to the side, his eyes glued to Teng Zhongqian, until he entered the courtyard, then he looked at Tang Xien and Fu Shiyu who entered the courtyard behind, and nodded his head incessantly, and the envy in his old eyes could not be hidden.

Tang Xien followed Teng Zhongqian into the house in a depressed mood, looking around at the environment in front of him.

The room was dimly lit, the concrete floor was mixed with dust, and the mottled white walls had turned earthy yellow due to disrepair, and cement flakes were falling down. A kerosene lamp was lit on the dilapidated table of the Eight Immortals, and four benches were set up on the four sides of the table. A little further inside, a rudimentary wooden platform with candles, wine glasses, and ...... hanging on the wall Two black-and-white posthumous photos.

An old woman, also with gray hair, was sitting at a table eating. On the dining table, a small yellow ceramic basin contained black food, and it was impossible to see what it was.

Tang Xien's eyes were red and he bit his lower lip.

The old woman saw three well-dressed strangers coming into the house, and she couldn't see their faces clearly, so she was afraid that someone would come with bad news, so she stood up in fear and asked in a trembling voice, "You guys...... Who are you looking for? ”

The old man came in from outside and said happily: "Wife, it's Teacher Tang!" ”

The old woman was stunned for a moment, put down the chopsticks in her hand, walked out of it, walked in front of Teng Zhongqian, and carefully looked at Teng Zhongqian......

In an instant, the old woman knelt down in front of Teng Zhongqian, her withered hands grabbed Teng Zhongqian's trousers, and begged: "Teacher Tang, we were wrong back then, please save Miaolian's younger brother, he has been in it for twenty-five years...... Woowoo woo ......"

The old woman cried very sadly.

Seeing this, the old man also knelt down together and kowtowed to Teng Zhongqian.

Teng Zhongqian, dressed in a delicate tweed coat, black trousers, and black leather shoes, stood tall in the dim and dilapidated room like a god, ignoring the two old men begging him begging him.

The old man kept kowtowing to him, crying, and confiding in him about how his younger son was doing badly in prison......

The whole room smelled of sadness, powerlessness, and despair.

Seeing all this, Tang Xien collapsed, tears flowed down his face, and he stepped forward to help the two old men up crying.

The old man excused himself and refused to get up.

Teng Zhongqian stared at the old man and said lightly: "Get up and talk." ”

Only then did the old man get up.

Tang Xien and Fu Shiyu went to help the old man and the old woman to sit down at the table respectively.

The old man looked at Tang Xien's face that was exactly the same as Teng Zhongqian's, and asked cautiously, "Girl, are you Teacher Tang's daughter?" ”

Tang Xien nodded with tears in his eyes.

"How old are you?"

"Thirty."

The old man sighed: "Hey, my Miaolian didn't know if she was born back then, if she was born, she would be as old as you." ”

Tang Xien turned his face away, covering his mouth and crying silently.

Teng Zhongqian looked at him sternly, and asked sharply, "Do you think Miao Lian is still alive?" When she was kicked out of the village by you with a big belly and wandered outside, do you think she can survive in that kind of environment? ”

The two old men stopped talking, just bowed their heads and wept.

At the beginning, there were sons, daughters-in-law, and grandsons in the family, and the family was lively and happy. When the daughter was kicked out, although she was reluctant and entangled, in the face of the opinions of her daughter-in-law and son, and the strange eyes of the villagers, they still drove her away.

It's just later, with the successive accidents of the three sons, the daughter-in-law ran away with her grandson, and the two old men stayed alone in the empty house, but often thought of the daughter who was missing after they drove away, and also imagined the appearance of the grandson, but only occasionally, most of their minds were still on how to overturn the case for the younger son, and hope that the younger son would come out to find a daughter-in-law to marry and inherit the lineage.

Therefore, when Teng Zhongqian came today, their first reaction was to beg Teng Zhongqian to save his youngest son who was still in prison, without mentioning Li Miaolian's matter, and finally saw Tang Xien, who was the same age as his grandson, and only then did he think of his grandson who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

In this regard, Teng Zhongqian was naturally angry, and his grievances back then were not shallow, but when he came to take a look today, he was even more angry, so he deliberately said those words to stimulate the two old men.

The old woman was still sitting weeping, and the old man invited them to sit on the other three benches at the table of the Eight Immortals.

Teng Zhongqian frowned when he saw the black, dusty chairs.

Seeing this, the old man quickly took out a dirty rag from the side and wiped it a few times.

Seeing this, Tang Xien took out a few wet tissues from his carry-on bag and walked over to help the old man wipe them together: "It's okay, I'll come, you guys sit." ”

She quickly wiped the chair and got up to look at Teng Zhongqian: "Dad, come and sit." ”

Teng Zhongqian walked over and sat down, and the old man happily sat down opposite him.

The old woman got up and went to pour water.

The old man looked at Tang Xien and Fu Shiyu and asked, "Teacher Tang, are these two young people a daughter and a son, or a daughter and a son-in-law?" ”

Tang Xien's facial features are the same as Teng Zhongqian's, as long as they are not blind, they all know that these two are father and daughter. It's that Fu Shiyu doesn't look like Teng Zhongqian with facial features, but it can't be ruled out that he looks like Teng Zhongqian's wife-in-law. It is very common for nephews to be like uncles. Therefore, the old man took the liberty of asking.

Teng Zhongqian looked sideways at Tang Xien and Fu Shiyu, and said lightly: "Daughter and son-in-law." ”

The old man hurriedly said: "Congratulations to Mr. Tang, my daughter and son-in-law are really right!" They are all dragons and phoenixes among people! ”

Li Miaolian's father studied for a few years, and he also likes to read, and he is a bit cultured, so it is appropriate to compliment Teng Zhongqian.

But these words were obviously not very useful to Teng Zhongqian, he still had a cold face and no smile at all.

The atmosphere fell into wordless embarrassment again.

In order to ease the atmosphere, the old man asked again: "How many children do you have later?" ”

Teng Zhongqian: "Both of them are daughters. ”

"Okay, good girl, little padded jacket!" The old man looked at Tang Xien, "Then is this the eldest daughter or the youngest daughter?" ”

"The eldest daughter."

The old man still looked at Tang Xien, looked at it, his dry and peeled lips began to tremble slightly, and after a while, he reached out and wiped his eyes, and said sadly: "If Miaolian had given birth to that child back then, he would have been so old, and in two months, he would be thirty-one years old......