"So... So after the birth of the child, I put him... I sold him, and I bought more than a dozen acres of land with the money from the sale, so that we could survive, otherwise... Otherwise, we won't be able to live, you forgive... Forgive me, I'm also forced... As a last resort. Zhao Bo said intermittently, as if saying these words used up all the strength of his body.

Wu Qian suddenly realized that Zhao Bo's account was not counted, where he did any business, just to survive, he sold his children, which is really sad. Wu Qian remembered the backs of him and Xu Jingyang again, it seems that the misery of this ant man is not comparable to old age and loneliness.

Aunt Zhao didn't seem to be able to accept this reality all of a sudden, but just looked at Uncle Zhao in a daze, and the tears in her eyes kept flowing down. Uncle Zhao rested for a while, seemed to regain a little strength, and then continued: "Our child, he... He has a left foot with six toes. He... He..."Then Uncle Zhao tried to turn around, wanting to speak to Wu Qian, Wu Qian hurriedly turned Uncle Zhao's body around, facing Uncle Zhao's chest, Uncle Zhao looked at Wu Qian, and said, "Wu Qian, help me find our child, he's... However, Uncle Zhao still didn't finish speaking, so he ran out of oil and fell on the bed.

Aunt Zhao screamed: "Old man!" and threw herself on Uncle Zhao's body and cried. Middle-aged widowed and widowed husband, since then there has been a sad and lonely back in this world, and the corners of Wu Qian's eyes are also wet.

Shui Tao wanted to comfort Aunt Zhao, but she also cried while comforting and comforting. Aunt Zhao kept crying, crying all the time, and I don't know how long she cried, her voice was hoarse, and her tears were dry, so she looked at Uncle Zhao motionlessly, Wu Qian stepped forward and said: "Aunt Zhao, don't cry badly, you still have a child in the world, we will definitely do our best to help you find the child, so you must take good care of your body." ”

Aunt Zhao turned her head, looked at Wu Qian with red and swollen eyes, looked at half of the salary, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Do you really believe that my child is still alive?"

"Of course I believe that Uncle Zhao will not lie to you, your child must still be in the world. Wu Qian said a little anxiously.

Aunt Zhao turned her head again, looked at Uncle Zhao's corpse blankly, and said after a long time: "I know the old man's thoughts, he is afraid that I will go with him, so he made up this story to lie to me and let me live to find the child, but I know that our child is dead, and now that the old man is also dead, what is the point of my life." After speaking, he fell on Uncle Zhao's body and cried. After crying for a while, Aunt Zhao raised her head and said to Wu Qian and Shui Tao: "You go back and rest, I want to chat with the old man." ”

Wu Qian was afraid that Aunt Zhao would not be able to think about it and was reluctant to go out, so Aunt Zhao said again: "Don't worry, I won't look for a short-term view, I will accompany the old man on his last journey." ”

Shui Tao walked to Wu Qian's side, pulled the corner of Wu Qian's clothes, and whispered: "We're outside, we'll come in if there's anything, let's go out first." Wu Qian thought about it, and had no choice but to do so, so he followed Shui Tao out.

Out of the house, the two sat for a while, Wu Qian was worried that Shui Tao's body would not be able to bear it, so he said to Shui Tao: "You go back to rest, I'll just guard here." ”

Shui Tao shook his head and said, "I don't, I'm going to accompany you here." ”

Wu Qian saw that Shui Tao was a little firm, and in desperation, he had to take the quilt out, spread it on the chair, let Shui Tao sit on it, and then cover Shui Tao with a layer of soft quilt, Shui Tao seemed to be a little moved, holding the quilt, staring at Wu Qian with Shui Lingling's eyes, but Wu Qian looked a little embarrassed.

The two sat like this, Aunt Zhao's house did not make a sound, Shui Tao sat until the middle of the night, really resisted, and fell asleep, and Wu Qian sat until dawn, but the sky was already bright, and even the fields had already been farmers working in the field, Aunt Zhao's house still did not have a trace of movement, Wu Qian felt that something was wrong, so he knocked on Aunt Zhao's door a few times, but there was no reaction inside, but Wu Qian's knock woke Shui Tao up, Shui Tao also got up and walked to Wu Qian's side, Wu Qian knocked on the door a few more times, but there was still no response, Wu Qian thought something was wrong, and with a force on his shoulder, he knocked the door openAfter Wu Qian and Shui Tao entered, they saw Aunt Zhao lying next to Uncle Zhao, as if she was asleep, her expression was still a little peaceful, Wu Qian stepped forward and called Aunt Zhao twice, Aunt Zhao did not respond, Wu Qian shook Aunt Zhao with his hand again, and found that Aunt Zhao did not have a trace of temperature, Wu Qian hurriedly pressed his hand on Aunt Zhao's pulse, but the pulse did not beat at all.

Wu Qian slowly stood up and said, "Aunt Zhao went with Uncle Zhao." ”

When Shui Tao heard this, she also looked at Wu Qian blankly, but her eyes were full of tears. Shui Tao seemed to be suppressing his emotions, and when the tears fell, Shui Tao seemed to be unable to hold back the sadness in his heart, and fell into Wu Qian's arms and cried like a child. Wu Qian also endured the grief in his heart, and patted Shui Tao's shoulder with his hand as a comfort.

People can't be resurrected after death, they can only go into the ground for peace, Wu Qian found a feng shui treasure on the mountain, and buried Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao together.

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made a stone tablet for them in the market town, Zhao Boer has always regarded Wu Qian as his biological son before his death, especially Aunt Zhao, Wu Qian even felt that Aunt Zhao's love for him was better than that of his biological parents. Wu Qian directly erected the inscription as the tomb of his loving father Zhao Kaiming and his loving mother Zhao, and his filial son Wu Qian knocked. Everything was done, Wu Qian and Shui Tao respectfully kowtowed three times in front of the tomb.

Wu Qian stood up and looked at the sky, the sky was still so blue, and the birds were still flying freely, as if the whole world had not changed in the slightest because of the death of Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao, and no one would care whether they were dead or alive. Wu Qian smiled bitterly and thought to himself: Do you still expect a downpour from all over the world, or a few thunderstorms out of thin air, as a farewell memorial for this pair of hard-working old men? Heaven and earth are not kind, and all living beings in the world are dogs and chess pieces.

Shui Tao seemed to notice Wu Qian's strange appearance and asked, "Brother Wu Qian, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Qian shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just a sense of the vicissitudes of life, and the world is impermanent." ”

Shui Tao seemed to be thoughtful, and said: "Yes, the world is impermanent, who knows how long you can live." Shui Tao paused for a moment, and then said, "It's just that how did Aunt Zhao die? There was no external injury, and nothing happened that night." ”

Wu Qian sighed and said: "My son died, Uncle Zhao also died, Aunt Zhao has no love, when a person does not have any pillars to live, the heart will die, the heart is dead, and the person's qi will be dispersed. ”

Shui Tao nodded as if she understood, and then said, "Then Brother Wu Qian, do you believe Uncle Zhao's words?"

Wu Qian didn't seem to understand this, and said, "What words?"

"It's Uncle Zhao who said that their son is still alive!" said Shui Tao.

Wu Qian frowned, fell into deep thought, and said after a while: "I don't think Uncle Zhao is telling a lie, but Uncle Zhao suddenly had a stroke, this incident always makes me feel a little wrong, but I can't say what's wrong." ”

"How can you think that Uncle Zhao is not lying?" asked Shui Tao.

"Uncle Zhao doesn't know how to settle accounts, so it is impossible for him to make money by doing business, and after Aunt Zhao gave birth, Uncle Zhao's family's life has improved greatly, so Uncle Zhao shouldn't be lying. Wu Qian said.

Shui Tao said: "Hearing you say this, I also think that Uncle Zhao is not lying, but I don't know where his children are now, should we find them for them?"

"The world is so big, we don't have any clues other than knowing that his child is six toes, where can we find it?" Wu Qian said.

"Then why do you think Uncle Zhao died a little strange? Uncle Zhao is old, and he has had a stubborn disease like a stroke, isn't it normal to have a sudden stroke?" Shui Tao continued to ask.

"I don't know, I just feel that something is wrong!" Wu Qian pondered. "That's right!" Wu Qian seemed to remember something, and exclaimed, startling Shui Tao, staring at Wu Qian with wide eyes.

Wu Qian continued: "I want to go somewhere wrong!"

"What's wrong?" said Shui Tao.

"Uncle Zhao saw a woman when he went to Shayun City, before seeing that woman, Uncle Zhao looked very surprised, at that time I thought..."

"Why?" asked Shui Tao.

"I thought it was owed by Uncle Zhao outside when he was doing business before... It's just that Uncle Zhao has never done business at all, so Uncle Zhao lied to me when he said that he was an old friend he met when he was doing business. Wu Qian analyzed.

"This doesn't mean anything, maybe Uncle Zhao and this woman really have something unspeakable?" Shui Tao said.

Wu Qian shook his head and said: "It's not so simple, Uncle Zhao's expression after coming back is very different from when he went, Uncle Zhao was very happy when he came back, this is the first suspicion, the second suspicion is that I have seen that woman once, seeing that she is definitely not a rich and noble person, and I am afraid that life is not much better than Uncle Zhao, but she gave Uncle Zhao a bag of ginseng, and I estimate that the bag of ginseng is worth at least one thousand taels, which is really suspicious." ”

"Then you suspect there's something wrong with that bag of ginseng?" asked Shui Tao, a little uneasy.

"There should be no problem with ginseng, because you also drank it, and you don't have any problems, it's just that the woman gave Zhao Bo a bag of ginseng, which is really suspicious. Wu Qian said.

Shui Tao was also confused at this time, and after thinking for a while, he didn't have a clue, shook his head a little irritably, and said, "Brother Wu Qian, I have a big head, but I still can't think of a reason." ”