"Mom, Dad, will you forget me?"

"Of course not, you're my son, how could I have forgotten you, woo woo......"

Sun Guixiang said and sobbed quietly, while Xia Baoguo didn't say a word next to him and began to smoke again.

At this time, they calmed down a little and sat together and talked.

"I don't want you to forget me, and I want you to forget me." Xia Jiabao's face was a little dazed.

"No, no......" Sun Guixiang took his hand and reached out to touch his cheek.

"Also, tell my eldest brother that I can't say goodbye to him, thank him...... Thank you to him for taking care of me all these years. ”

"It's all a family, two brothers, what are you talking about?" Xia Baoguo's voice was a little dull.

"Well, don't say it, he's my brother." Xia Jiabao had a sad smile on his face.

Then he looked at his mother sitting on the left hand side, then at his father sitting on the right hand side, and looked up at Song Ci.

"That, Song ......"

Xia Jiabao hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to call Song Ci.

"Just call me Mr. Song."

"Mr. Song, can I take a picture with my parents?"

"Absolutely."

"Can you take a picture of me and my parents? I haven't taken a picture with them individually. Xia Jiabao was a little pleased when he heard this.

"Absolutely."

So Xia Jiabao put one hand around his mother's shoulder and the other hand around his father's shoulder.

"Be smiling~" Xia Jiabao reminded.

When the couple heard this, a smile that was uglier than crying appeared on their faces.

With a click, this photo with a sad face but a smile was born.

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"Dad, Mom, sit down."

Xia Jiabao stopped his parents who wanted to get up and asked them to continue to sit side by side on the bench.

He walked up to them and knelt down.

"What are you doing here? Hurry up, it's cool ...... underground."

Su Guixiang immediately got up and wanted to help him, but her arm was grabbed by Xia Baoguo, Xia Baoguo's hand was very strong, and she was a little painful to pinch.

Xia Jiabao kowtowed to them a few times.

"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving, thank you, thank you......"

"I don't regret being your son now......"

"Thank you......"

As he spoke, his body faded, like a faded ink painting, and finally disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and a talisman fell to the ground.

Song Ci was also a little surprised, it was the first time he had seen him return to the sea of souls in the form of a "human".

"Jiabao, I'm sorry ......"

Looking at the place where his son disappeared in front of him, Xia Baoguo muttered.

I don't know what he's sorry for, whether he's sorry for not giving him the money at the beginning, or if he feels sorry for him because his family is too poor......

Song Ci didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand, so he stepped forward, bent down to pick up the talisman that had fallen to the ground, and stuffed the teacup that had been drunk back to Xia Baoguo.

Xia Baoguo came back to his senses at this time, looked at his wife who was wiping her tears beside him, stood up, and said with a look of surprise on his face: "Mr. Song, you are really not well entertained." ”

"Nothing, I'm leaving."

"The ......"

Hearing that Song Ci was leaving, Xia Baoguo's expression was a little flustered.

"You leave me a phone number, and I'll send it to you when the photos are washed out." Song Ci said.

"Oh, good ......"

When Xia Baoguo heard this, he hurriedly reported a number, and then said, "This is home...... This is my eldest son's. ”

"Okay, I see, don't be too upset, everything will be fine."

Song Ci put away his mobile phone and looked at Sun Guixiang, who was sitting on the bench, still immersed in sadness.

"Hey."

Xia Baoguo responded, and then said with a slight hesitation: "Mr. Song, can I ask you a question?" ”

"Just ask."

"Jiabao, Jiabao, where did he go? Is there any ...... What ......"

When Song Ci heard this, he understood what he meant, so he explained: "After a person dies, his soul will return to the sea of souls, where he will be reincarnated. ”

"That's good, that's good, I hope he will be reincarnated into a good family in his next life, and he won't be as poor as our family." Xia Baoguo's expression was a little sad.

"You can really burn him more paper money." Song Ci said.

"Okay."

Xia Baoguo hurriedly agreed, but I don't know if he clearly understands the hidden meaning of Song Ci's words, and only by being sincere, full of love and longing, can he strengthen his soul.

The soul is strong, and no matter what kind of family he reincarnates in the future, it will be very beneficial.

"That, Mr. Song, did I do something wrong?" Xia Baoguo suddenly asked again, his face full of confusion.

He didn't think that the money should be given to his son, but because he didn't have that money, his son lost his life.

In fact, he knew in his heart whether he had done anything wrong.

But he wanted to get an answer from Song Ci, because Song Ci was not an ordinary person, an immortal, or a person with great ability, what he said must be right.

"You're doing the right thing." Song Ci is serious and authentic.

Song Ci's words seemed to have unloaded the heavy burden that Xia Baoguo had been carrying, and relaxed in a visible state.

even showed a smile to Song Ci, and then said, "But I regret it." ”

"In this world, it's not about regretting when you do something wrong, sometimes you regret it when you do the right thing."

"Is that so? Mr. Song, you know a lot. ”

Then he said hurriedly: "Mr. Song, you wait a minute. ”

Then he turned and hurried back into the house, and came out quickly, but by this time the cup in his hand had been put down, and he had a wad of money in his hand.

"There's only so little at home, don't be too little." As he spoke, he was about to hand the money in his hand to Song Ci.

Song Ci glanced at the money in his hand, it was about a few thousand yuan, and Song Ci didn't reach out to take it, but drew one of it.

"This is the fare for me to send him back, and you can take the rest back."

"How good is this......"

Xia Baoguo wanted to say more, but Song Ci had already turned around and left.

Xia Baoguo hurriedly followed.

"Mr. Song, you're leaving."

"Well, I'm going back."

"I'm so sorry, I don't even know how to thank you." Xia Baoguo looked a little cramped and uneasy.

"Needless to say, I do this, it is also good for me to accumulate virtue and do good, in addition, listen to your son's advice, take your aunt to the hospital to have a look."

Song Ci glanced at Sun Guixiang, who was sitting on the bench and wiping her tears.

"Hey, that's ......"

Xia Baoguo didn't expect Song Ci to say this, and hurriedly agreed.

"Do you have pen and paper? I'll leave you a contact information. Song Ci said.

"Yes, there is ......"

When Xia Baoguo heard this, he hurriedly returned to the house and fetched paper and pen.

The pen is a ballpoint pen, the tip of the pen has traces of being bitten by teeth, and the paper is a relatively old notebook.

"It's all from the previous ones." Xia Baoguo said.

Song Ci nodded, opened the notebook, and recorded some numbers in a haphazard manner.

In addition, it is also written that it owes Boss Xia 500, owes 3rd Uncle 100, owes his uncle 400 and so on, some of which have been crossed out with a pen, and some have not been scratched.

Song Ci also wrote his number, and then handed it back to Xia Baoguo.

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, call me directly."

"Thank you, Mr. Song, you are such a good person, a good person, you really have caused you trouble."

In Xia Baoguo's thousand thanks, Song Ci watched the car leave, walked far away, glanced in the rearview mirror, and saw Xia Baoguo waving to him.

Song Ci stretched his hand out of the window and waved.

A cool breeze came from the car window, pouring into the mouth and nose, and a hint of sweetness rose in the throat.

It's really good tea.

A few days later, Xia Baoguo received a courier.

There was a photo in the courier, and a hundred dollars that had been smoothed out.