Chapter Ninety-Nine: Isn't It a Dream?

In the following days, Lu Jiang's life was plain and happy, his son Lu Tian was growing up, his parents were getting older, although he had the elixir refined by Lu Jiang, but the medicinal materials on the earth could not be compared with Dao Yuantian in any case, although the elixir was useful, it was not much better, as for Lu Jiang and his wife Luo Chan, the two respected each other like guests, on the surface, the two of them were like lacquer, but in fact, there were not many topics.

As for the business of the pharmacy, although it is getting better and better, Lu Jiang has not expanded, and now the scale is enough for him to live a well-off life, in addition to business, Lu Jiang spends more time with his parents.

Since Lu Jiang's business improved, his mother was busy in the pharmacy, his father had worked hard all his life and suddenly put it down, so that he couldn't sit still at home, he was fine when he was doing small work in the county, and after his grandson Xiaotian was born, he took care of Lu Tian wholeheartedly, Lu Jiang was afraid that his father would be bored, so he bought him a domestic car and let him pick up and drop him off to school in the open air.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been fifteen years since Lu Jiang returned.

According to Lu Jiang's age in modern times, he is already forty years old, watching his parents get older day by day, Lu Jiang is not a taste in his heart, over the years, he has not made less pills for his parents to take, but the fatigue of their youth has left criticism, and now his body is not as good as a year, and Lu Jiang will come to the balcony of the villa every day after his parents are asleep, so many years, he is almost every day.

Blowing the refreshing autumn breeze, Lu Jiang's expression was complicated, and there was a struggle and pain in his eyes, he sighed, turned around and was about to leave, but saw a black shadow at the door, Lu Jiang was slightly stunned, and tenderness was brushed in his heart, he walked slowly to the figure under the dark night, when he saw the tears on Qianying's face, Lu Jiang's heart throbbed violently, and the color of struggle in his eyes was even stronger, Lu Jiang couldn't help but raise his hands, wanting to touch Qianying's face, but was stopped by Qianying, and a sentence with a trilled voice sounded in the dark night:" Lu Jiang, let's get a divorce. ”

"Boom!!" At this moment, Lu Jiang seemed to have suffered five thunderbolts, all these years of struggle, was shattered by this sentence, at this moment, Lu Jiang's mind was blank, looking at the shadow that turned away, Lu Jiang took a step, but after struggling for a long time, he still gave up catching up, he looked up at the starry sky in the sky, and said painfully: "Is this true or false? Is this a dream? But why is everything so real?"

Lu Jiang returned to the balcony, looked at the starry sky, and was silent.

It didn't take long for his father Lu Hai to come to Lu Jiang's side silently, he didn't speak, but smoked a hookah, looked ahead, and was silent, over the years, although Lu Jiang persuaded his father to smoke less, to smoke a little better, to reduce the damage to the body, but he was stubborn, his father smoked a hookah all his life, not used to smoking paper cigarettes, over time, Lu Jiang also followed his father.

"Gaba Gaba!" accompanied by the sound of hookahs, the fire on the pipe, like summer fireflies, and the father and son stood on the balcony, neither of them took the initiative to speak, but there was a light drizzle and sobbing downstairs.

After a long time, his father sighed, he handed the pipe to Lu Jiang, Lu Jiang was stunned, took the pipe, hesitated a little, he took a puff, and inhaled the cigarette into his lungs, coughed dryly twice, Lu Jiang continued to smoke.

"I've discussed it with your mother, and I'll go back to the village tomorrow. Father said suddenly in the dark night, Lu Jiang turned his head and looked at his father through the moonlight, compared to before, his father was too old at this time, and his body was not as good as before, his dark skin was a little sickly, and his body was also rickety, which made Lu Jiang's heart sour, hearing his father's words, Lu Jiang was stunned and wondered: "Why?"

"Seeing you start a family, your mother and I are also relieved, you should live your own life. Moreover, I have been farming all my life, and although I have lived well over the years, I always feel that something is missing. Father said in a low voice.

"Dad, it's not because of you. How could Lu Jiang not hear the meaning of his father's words?

"What's the reason for that? In the past few years, your behavior has become more and more weird, although your mother and I haven't read much, but we have walked more bridges than yours, and your intimacy with Luo Chan is for us to see, do you think we can't see it? Or are you taking us for fools??" Father's words suddenly became more and more severe, and finally he almost drank out, and after finishing speaking, he coughed a few times, and stared at Lu Jiang sharply.

Lu Jiang was stunned, since returning to modern times, this is the first time to see his father angry, feeling his father's anger, Lu Jiang struggled more and more, his father is a man in the mountains, he is silent, does not smile, and rarely loses his temper, but this time the anger made Lu Jiang at a loss, Lu Jiang sighed, he supported his father, slapped his left hand behind his back a few times, and said in a low voice: "Dad, don't be angry, I will pay attention in the future." ”

"Lu Jiang, don't learn the good and learn the bad, and don't forget your duty when you have money, how about Luo Chan, I and your mother both see it in our eyes, it is your blessing that you can marry her, I hope you are sober, don't let some things confuse your eyes." After my father finished speaking, he hesitated a little, and then said: "Since you were injured fifteen years ago, your mother and I both feel that you have changed, and we can't say where you have changed, but there are some things that you should say in your heart rather than say them, remember, we are a family, although your mother and I are old and useless, but some things can still be shared for you at present!", as he spoke, his father turned around and left the balcony and entered the room.

Lu Jiang stood alone on the balcony for a long time and did not come back to his senses, his thoughts were extremely complicated, he took a deep breath, Lu Jiang clenched his teeth, his body trembled, and after a long time, he sighed and walked into the room.

Under Lu Jiang's sincere persuasion, Luo Chan still stayed.

But the good times did not last long, and 20 years after Lu Jiang's return, his father was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer and died a year later at the age of 76.

After burying his father on the mountain behind his hometown, Lu Jiang knelt in front of his father's tomb for three days and three nights, no one knew what he was thinking, but the trembling of his body was enough to see that he was not at peace in his heart.

"Xiao Jiang, don't be too sad, your father has gone very quietly, over the years, he has been very happy and happy, and it is his life's wish to see you start a family. Mother gently comforted Lu Jiang beside her, but her eyes had already been blurred by tears, her wrinkled face was full of age spots, and her silver hair added a sense of aging.

Lu Jiang turned his head numbly, looked at his teary eyes, and nodded slightly.

In the following days, Lu Jiang almost accompanied his mother every inch, and under Lu Jiang's careful care, his mother quickly walked out of the haze.

But the good times didn't last long, three years after his father's death, his mother gradually became unconscious, lying on the bamboo chair all day long, vaguely telling something, chanting his father's name, which made Lu Jiang's heart like a knife, he desperately looked for medicinal materials, refined into pills for his mother to take, but the effect was not great, in the twenty-fifth year of Lu Jiang's return, his mother died.

Lu Jiang buried his mother next to his father's grave, and it was raining heavily, and Lu Jiang knelt down in front of his parents' graves, tears falling like rain.

His wife Luo Chan and son Lu Tian stood silently behind Lu Jiang, tears streaming down silently.

After kneeling in front of the grave for five days and five days, Lu Jiang suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, hissing angrily: "My wish has been granted, now, am I enough to pass the demons?"

"Smack!!" As soon as Lu Jiang's words fell, a slap hit him in the face, only to hear his wife Luo Chan hissing and roaring: "My wish has been fulfilled? Over the years, who else have you seen in your eyes besides your parents? Xiaotian is twenty years old, how many times have you seen him? If your parents are your wish, then, what are you and Xiaotian? Lu Jiang, Luo Chan hates you!!", as she spoke, Luo Chan threw the umbrella aside, turned around and ran away in pain.

"Dad, I, Lu Tian, have grown up, when I was a child, I thought you were too busy with work to care about me, and now, I know that you don't have me and my mother in your eyes, perhaps, from the perspective of grandparents, you are a filial son, from my mother's point of view, you are an irresponsible husband, from my point of view, you are not worthy of being my father Lu Tian!"

Lu Jiang, who couldn't kneel for a long time, was left behind, and at this moment, Lu Jiang was completely stunned as if he was struck by lightning.

The heavens seemed to hear the warmth and coldness of the world, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the downpour was cathartic, hitting Lu Jiang's body, Lu Jiang's head was slightly raised, he closed his eyes tightly, and let the rain slap on his face, after a long time, he roared: "Climb the Tianshan Mountain, is it enough??

After a long time, Lu Jiang opened his eyes, looked at the majestic rain, looked at the grave in front of him, he was like a lightning strike, the stinging pain in his heart made him twitch all over, he fell into the mud, and said painfully: "This... Isn't it a dream?"