In the south of Anseong, in a courtyard house. As you can see from the pitch-black wooden pillars, this is an old house, but it is neat. Two old men sat in the courtyard, drinking tea, not knowing what they were talking about.

From the gray hair on their temples and the wrinkles on their faces, it can be seen that this is the mark left by the years, and they are already over the age of six!

Perhaps the reason for the better weather, the dark clouds dispersed, and a ray of sunlight shone into the courtyard, shining on the transparent teacup, and you can see the tender green green buds in the teacup swinging on the old man's fingertips, constantly tumbling, as if cheering. The two old men are obviously in good spirits today!

From time to time, laughter came, and the two old men immediately showed a knowing smile, but a faint cloud of sadness could be seen between the eyebrows.

A little girl of seven or eight years old, running around in the yard chasing a butterfly, like a little fairy dancing, very smart and cute. Today is Sunday, she doesn't have to go to school, she is at home with her grandparents, and even though she is just playing alone, she has a lot of fun......

"Boom! Boom! Boom! The knock on the door sounded, like mountain spring water falling straight down, hitting the stone, and also like hitting the heartstrings of the two old men, and they couldn't help but tremble. Since the accident of his son Liu Xiong, no one has knocked on this decrepit door for a long time......

"Who is it? Jiajia, go open the door and see who's coming? Grandpa said to his granddaughter.

Liu Jiajia grimaced at her grandfather, stuck out her tongue, and jumped towards the door, and her grandfather also stood up and followed.

Liu Jiajia tiptoed and pulled open the deadbolt that had been sealed for a long time.

A young man appeared in front of her, he was not tall, only about 1.7 meters, and there was a shocking scar on the left side of his face, as if he had been bitten. He carried two bags of fruit and drinks in both hands......

"Yikes! Who are you? Liu Jiajia blinked her big smart eyes and said crisply. She hadn't seen Wu Zhiyuan before, she was a little curious, and her eyes kept staring at him.

"You're Jiajia!" Wu Zhiyuan squatted down and smiled slightly.

"Big brother, how do you know my name!" She didn't recognize life at all, and stretched out her little hand to touch the left side of Wu Zhiyuan's face.

Wu Zhiyuan was a little emotional, when others saw the scar on his face, they all shy away from him, and only innocent children were close to him.

"May I ask who you are?" Liu Jiajia's grandfather came over and asked with some confusion.

"You are Liu Xiong's father, my surname is Wu!" Wu Zhiyuan handed the bag in his hand to Jiajia, gently scraped the bridge of her nose, and then got up and bowed to it.

Jiajia's grandfather's complexion changed, and he was suddenly cloudy.

"Are you Wu Banglong's son?" His voice raised in vain, and then he drank to his granddaughter: "Jiajia, don't go and do your homework quickly!" ”

Liu Jiajia felt a little inexplicable and a little scared, she had never seen her grandfather yelling at her so loudly. She couldn't understand that her grandfather, who had always been amiable, heard the words of this big brother who made her feel kind, and her emotions instantly became so intense, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, hide behind Wu Zhiyuan, and stick out her little head from time to time and stick out her tongue at grandpa......

"Who's coming, such a big commotion!" Jiajia's grandmother also came over.

"Grandma Liu, my name is Wu Zhiyuan!" Wu Zhiyuan thought for a while and bowed again.

The two old men looked at each other, and their hearts were very uneasy. The death of their son Liu Xiong is a thorn in their hearts, although it has been more than half a year, and their emotions have calmed down a lot, but every time they think about it, they will feel a sharp pain in their hearts, as if they have turned over the river and the sea. How sad is it for a black-haired man to send a white-haired man? They don't just hurt for themselves, they hurt for their granddaughters. Jiajia's mother ran away from home when she was two years old, and now she has lost her father, what kind of childhood is this?

What's even more tragic is that Liu Xiong died of jealousy, not sympathy, but ridicule. Gossip everywhere that Jiajia has no playmates at school, and her neighbors are also leaving. They always say: Daddy and Mom get married!

This kind of person, they can fight for their trivial things, they can talk about national affairs, and they can also give the most vicious words to the most pitiful people, without thinking about what kind of childhood shadow this will cause a girl.

They sometimes put on a gesture of pity, consciously and superiorly whitewashing their faces with ornate and exaggerated language, like a delicate rose to decorate a filthy beggar, looking a little nondescript and high-sounding......

"It's over, what are you doing here?" Father Liu tried his best to calm down, stared at Wu Zhiyuan and said.

"I just wanted to come and see you two elders and children, even though I knew I shouldn't have come." Wu Zhiyuan glanced back at Liu Jiajia behind him, and continued: "I'm here to ask for guilt!" ”

"Please? What does your father's business have to do with you? Liu's father said.

Wu Zhiyuan was silent......

Jiajia pulled the corners of his clothes behind him, stretched out her little head, and asked innocently, "Big brother, what's wrong?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan turned his head, tried his best to put on a smiling face, shook his head, and remained silent......

"Forget it, it's been so long, and your father has been sentenced, it's already commendable that you can come, we two old men, what else can we say? My son is not a good man, but he has pity on this girl. Mother Liu glanced at Wu Zhiyuan, and then at Liu Jiajia, her son is dead, how can she not be heartbroken as a mother? But so what? She said weakly, "Since you're here, let's come in and sit down!" ”

The two old men then turned around and staggered. Wu Zhiyuan followed behind him, hurriedly stepped forward, supported the two old men, and asked them to sit down. They each took a sip of tea, and at this point, the tea was cold......

After a while, Jiajia brought two stools, one handed to Wu Zhiyuan, she sat down directly, and then held her chin and looked at Wu Zhiyuan.

"Jiajia, go get a teacup for my brother, since you're home, you're a guest!"

"Oh!" Jiajia replied to her grandfather, then got up and walked into the house.

"We husband and wife have been people's teachers for half our lives, but we didn't expect to teach such a son, and we are teachers in vain!" He seemed to be talking to himself, "Liu Xiong didn't become a weapon before, and Jiajia's mother was beaten away by him." After that, I didn't repent, made some fox friends and dog friends, spent all day drinking outside, didn't go home often, but I didn't expect to end up putting my life into it! ”

Wu Zhiyuan didn't know how to answer, he was just listening carefully to the old man's bitterness and astringency.

"We're getting old, and that's it, it's just that this girl is pitiful, so well-behaved, it's distressing!" Liu's mother continued, "She kept asking where her father had gone and why she didn't come home, and we didn't know how to answer!" ”

"Actually, we know you, I heard that you are studying in Shanghai University, and you are excellent in character and learning, which is different from your father, but I didn't expect that you would come to our house!" Father Liu looked at Wu Zhiyuan, his heart was very complicated, he was right, but after all, it was his father who killed his son, and he couldn't calm down when he thought of this......

Jiajia walked over with a teacup in one hand containing delicate green buds and a large apple in the other. She poured Wu Zhiyuan a cup of tea, then handed the apple to him, and said expectantly: "Big brother, help me peel the apple!" ”

"Good!" Wu Zhiyuan smiled, took the apple, and turned it around in his hand. Then he took out a small knife from his pocket, the blade was only a finger long, but it was very sharp. Wu Zhiyuan turned the apple, the blade of the knife slashed, and the apple skin was like a girl taking off a heavy coat, falling off in series, revealing a pink figure. Wu Zhiyuan divided it into small petals and handed it to Jiajia.

"It's so beautifully shaved! Thank you, brother! Jiajia giggled with delight.

"Big brother, do you know where my dad went? He hasn't been home in a long time, and I miss him so much! Jiajia took a bite of the apple, and then asked expectantly, in her opinion, this kind big brother should know where Dad is!

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but be stunned!

"Your dad is far away, and he's thinking about Jiajia." Wu Zhiyuan thought for a while and said.

"Really?" Jiajia blinked her big smart eyes.

"Really!" Wu Zhiyuan touched her head.

"And when will he be back?"

"When Jiajia grows up, he'll be back."

"Then when am I going to grow up?"

"When that tree blooms the next year, you'll grow!" Wu Zhiyuan pointed to a willow tree outside the door......

Wu Zhiyuan lifted the teacup and took a small sip gently. The green buds in the cup are tumbling, like the willows outside the door, a piece of green. Perhaps, in the near future, the willow tree will bloom, just like Jiajia's father, who will return home. Perhaps, in the near future, Jiajia will grow slim, standing in front of the willow tree that has never bloomed, still waiting for her father's return. But hope is better than despair, and by that time the flower had bloomed in her heart, just as slim as herself......

Wu Zhiyuan glanced at the two old men, then at Jiajia, and then took out a yellow envelope bag from his arms and put it in front of Liu's mother.

"These tens of thousands of yuan, you take it, this is for Jiajia." Wu Zhiyuan said softly.

Why is that? The court did not award financial damages, and we did not claim any compensation! Father Liu said in surprise.

"This is what I gave to Jiajia, and it has nothing to do with anything else. Jiajia needs money to grow, and your second elder is already old. Wu Zhiyuan said, and took out another card, "This card is empty, I will put money into it every month in the future, more and more, and less and less, and collect it." That's all I can do, I'm sorry! ”

Before the two old men could speak, Wu Zhiyuan stood up, bowed again, and then touched Jiajia's little face: "In the future, you have to be obedient, listen to your grandparents, you know?" ”

After Wu Zhiyuan finished speaking, he then walked towards the door, only to hear the voice of expectation behind him: "Big brother, remember to come and see me!" ”

Wu Zhiyuan's body paused slightly, and then disappeared into the small courtyard......