Chapter 1: Grandpa is dead

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Country A University of Sucker

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"Xiaohuo, let's break up."

On the rooftop, the school flower Belle said ruthlessly.

"Forehead ......"

Huo Qi was a little stunned and asked:

"Why?"

"Why? Why do you think so? ”

"I don't really understand...... Can you give me a reminder? ”

"Look, it's like this again, why do you do it every time? Why can you never guess what I'm thinking? ”

She had an expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and said:

"My best friend is right, you're a boring person.

Unlike Ah Jin, I had only been with him for a few days, and he gave me a 100g gold necklace.

And he also took me to the playground and had a particularly luxurious candlelit dinner.

Look at how romantic people are, and then look at you?

I've said it many times that a man can be poor and full of shortcomings.

But it has to be romantic, you know?

But do you have one? Have you ever given me jewelry? Did you take me to a fancy restaurant once?

Why can't you just be romantic?

Hey, did you listen to me tell you so much? Do you understand? ”

"Understood."

He nodded, looking at Belle very seriously:

"So you cheated, didn't you?"

"You ......"

Belle was speechless for a moment, especially the sincere innocent expression on the other party's face, which made her even more unhappy.

"That's it, our two levels are different, I don't have anything to talk about with you."

She snorted coldly and left, leaving the fire to sway alone in the wind.

"Hoo ......"

Huo Qi just sighed, and said in his heart:

It's not that I don't understand romance, but the problem is, which romance you want doesn't cost money?

And it's all big money.

I'm a poor boy, and I really can't pay it.

——

"Jingle Bell ......"

That's when the phone rang.

When I picked it up, it was my neighbor Aunt Guo.

"Hey, Mama Guo."

"Xiaohuo, where is it?" Guo Ma's tone was a little flustered.

"Where's the school, what's wrong?"

"Come back quickly, your lord is dying."

"What ?!!!"

A day later, the fire started and I got off the train and returned to my hometown "Rain Village", a remote and backward village.

He went straight to his mud house, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw that it was full of neighbors.

Seeing that the fire was rising, everyone immediately surrounded them.

"Hurry up, Xiaohuo is back."

"Come into the house, kid, your grandfather has been talking about you."

Huo Qi was welcomed into the house and into his grandfather's bedroom.

On the dilapidated wooden bed lay a dark-skinned seventy-year-old man.

Gray-haired, very weak.

"Grandpa......" Huo Qi shouted, his eyes full of distress.

"Return, come back......"

The old man smiled lovingly, looked at the neighbors who were full of neighbors, and said:

"You guys, you guys go out first, I want to talk to Huo'er alone."

When everyone heard this, they thought that they were going to confess their last words, so they went out one after another.

Unexpectedly, the front foot had just closed the door.

On the hind feet, Huoqi's expression changed.

From the distress at the beginning, it turned into contempt and indifference.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

His tone became very unceremonious.

"Hey...... No kidding, no kidding, good grandson, I really can't do it this time. ”

"What the hell is going on with me?"

"Don't make trouble, I picked you up, I'm your only relative, and I grew up with a handful of and urine."

"Fart !!"

Huo Qi shook his eyes on the spot and went back, scolding:

"You raised me, but that was before the age of eight, and after the age of eight, I raised you.

Other parents teach their children to be good people.

But you're good enough to take me to the casino all day and let me steal people's money.

Where did you go when I was eight years old when I was caught by the casino guys?

When I was nine years old, where did you go when I was beaten by my owner and had a concussion?

When I was ten years old, you went to hook up with a widow from the next village and asked me to let you go, but I was chased into the mountains by the big dog of the family.

MD: If it weren't for Lao Tzu's hard life, he would have ...... long ago"

"Okay, okay, okay, don't talk about it...... It's grandpa who is wrong, grandpa is sorry for you......"

Probably because he was said to be embarrassed, the old man could only interrupt in a hurry.

After all, everything Huo Qi said was true.

Since the age of eight, most of the family's income has been contributed by this grandson.

Not only that, but he also had to cook and do farm work.

That tiring life is worse than an animal.

And even when I went to school, most of them relied on scholarships, and I didn't contribute any money.

——

"Good, good grandson, grandpa is really bad this time, no kidding...... You, can you fulfill a last wish of grandpa? ”

"If there's a fart, let it go."

"Hey...... You know, grandpa is a face-loving person, so after death, can we hold a funeral according to the highest standard in our village? ”

"What ?!!!"

The sound of the fire suddenly became much louder, and he looked at the old man angrily and glared at him:

"Are you kidding, you don't know how much money is left at home? I spend all my money on you, so what should I do? Are you still human? ”

"I, I'm not...... Love face......"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Angry, he sat down on a stool with his hands crossed and twisted his head to the side.

"Ahem......"

I coughed twice from time to time, which was the onset of "A cancer" in the body, and I was sick.

This is the case whenever emotions are high.

——

Looking at his grandson's emaciated figure, a trace of helplessness crossed the old man's eyes.

He just smiled bitterly and said:

"Okay, that's not going to be done, it's not going to be done, you just have to look at it."

But the fire was still angry at this time, and I didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Good grandson, ......"

The old man's voice grew weaker and weaker:

"You must live well, don't think about it...... There is always hope in being alive, and there is ...... I'm sorry......"

This sentence of sorry made the fire suddenly soften.

He hesitated, but got up anyway and said:

"Actually, it's still negotiable......

It's just that the moment he turned around, he found that the old man had closed his eyes.

Stunned, he hurriedly stepped forward, probed his nose, and found that he was out of breath.

"Grandpa, ...... grandpa?"

——

After all, the funeral was held at the highest standard in the village.

All the relatives came, and many people who had not met before, and they only said that they were friends of their grandfather.

On the day of the burial, the fire howled and cried, and tears flowed down.

Even he himself couldn't tell whether it was sad or symbolic acting.

——

The funeral cost almost all of his savings, including the scholarship from the fire.

That's his tuition for the next semester.

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