Su Nan just wanted to chase after him, but he was stopped by Father Song.

"Male man."

Su Nan's movements paused, and he hurriedly responded, "I'm here, Uncle Song." ”

Father Song stood up slowly, sighed, and spoke slowly

"Can you help me burn the rest of the money paper, I'll go talk to Xiaochuan."

It stands to reason that Su Nan has not yet entered the door of the Song family, and this paper should not be burned by her.

But what Father Song said was to help him burn it.

Su Nan thought of Song Tingchuan, but after all, he nodded and reached out to take the money paper.

"Uncle Song, go ahead, leave it to me here."

Father Song rubbed Su Nan's head, "Good boy." ”

Immediately, Father Song turned around, moved his steps, and walked out step by step.

He was not afraid that he would not be able to catch up with Song Tingchuan, because he knew that Song Tingchuan would not go far.

Sure enough, Father Song went out of the courtyard gate, and after looking around, he found Song Tingchuan in the corner.

He was at the corner of the courtyard wall, with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky, his expression was silent, so indifferent that he couldn't see his emotions.

Father Song walked over step by step, walked up to him and stood still, after looking at Song Tingchuan for a long time, he didn't say a word, and leaned against the wall in silence, just beside Song Tingchuan, looking up at the sky with him.

Time will be stretched out infinitely in silence.

I don't know how long it took for Father Song to finally speak.

"I still hate her"

Song Tingchuan leaned the back of his head against the wall, turned his head around when he heard this, glanced at Father Song, turned back again, and continued to look at the sky.

"I can't talk about it, I just think it's incredible. They all say that the scourge has been a thousand years, why did she die?"

"Xiaochuan" Song Shutang frowned and snorted.

Song Tingchuan said "heh", his tone was steady and flat, and asked him rhetorically, "Did I say something wrong?"

Song Shutang was silent.

Song Tingchuan also knew that Song Shutang couldn't answer, so he continued to take care of himself

"You say, Is this retribution?"

She killed his mother, and she died alone, with no one to see her until she died.

Retribution.

So it turns out that God is not blind.

But it was too late to open my eyes.

It's been many years late.

He didn't hate it anymore, so she was punished.

How can this be

Song Shutang didn't speak, because there was nothing to say.

After all, that person was the mother who gave birth to him.

Even if she was wrong and her sins were unforgivable, all her intentions were for his good.

What could he say?

"Then you come back"

"I'll come back and see what happens to her."

Song Tingchuan spit out a few indifferent words.

Song Shutang twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed.

"Xiaojuan told me that before she died, she kept repeating a few words in her mouth, and Xiaojuan listened very hard to finally understand what she said."

"Yes."

Song Tingchuan's tone still did not show the slightest fluctuation.

Say something to call him by his name before he dies

There is no need to stage such a bitter drama, because he will not be so moved.

"Xiaojuan said, what she said was, I'm sorry."

Song Tingchuan's shoulders trembled.

I'm sorry

Sorry whom

Song father, Song mother, Song Tingchuan

Their family, I'm afraid none of her is worthy of it.

Most of the reason why Song Tingchuan rarely came back was that he had been back for so long, and she had been trying to be nice to him, but he had never heard an apology from her.

This made Song Tingchuan think that she was still unrepentant.

Why didn't you say it earlier

Oh, what a retribution.

Neither father nor son spoke, just staring at the sky quietly.

In the Yun market in May, the moon and stars are sparse at night.

In the dark sky, the starlight that is clearly extinguished, maybe one of them is her.