The Proud Life of Rebirth

'Clang clang clang...'

There was a knock on the door, and then Tang Yuru gently pushed open the door. Seeing that the siblings were getting along fairly well, the previous cloud was swept away, and the iconic peaceful smile appeared on her face.

"Shaokun, it's getting late, I'll take you to your room to rest, and you can go see grandpa tomorrow."

Mo Shaokun nodded, said goodbye to Qin Qin, and followed Tang Yuru out the door.

Before taking two steps, he paused slightly, because Tang Weiguo was walking towards him.

"Sister, go and rest, I'll take Shaokun there." Tang Weiguo said.

Tang Yuru nodded, gave her younger brother an encouraging look, then lightly patted Mo Shaokun on the shoulder, then turned and returned to the previous room.

The father and son stared at each other at a distance of one meter, and neither of them spoke. After a long time, Tang Weiguo forced a smile at Mo Shaokun and said, "Let's go, I've tidied up the room for you."

Mo Shaokun's room was arranged in the second room on the west side of the second floor, and Gobi was Tang Weiguo's room.

The furnishings in the room were not luxurious, but they looked grand. After Tang Weiguo brought him into the room, he quietly retreated. For some reason, Mo Shaokun was slightly disappointed. Was he looking forward to something?Or are you taking yourself too seriously?

But before he finished thinking, the door was pushed open again, and Tang Weiguo came in with a roll of mat in his hand, helping him spread it on the bed and said: "This mat is a bit old, you can use it first, it's still Things that your mother and I bought when we got married."

Listening to his words, Mo Shaokun felt a little strange, looking at his half white hair, he felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

"Okay, you'll live here tonight first, and I'll be right next door to you. If you need anything, you can go to me. You can take a shower in the bathroom, and I'll prepare everything in it for you."

After speaking, Tang Weiguo paused and said softly, "I'll take you home to have a look in a few days."

Tang Yuru had told his younger brother about Mo Shaokun just now, and one can imagine how he felt when he learned that his son was living such a hard life.

Seeing that Mo Shaokun just looked at him but didn't speak, he felt a little sour. This is his son, but why are they so strange to each other?

With a forced laugh, he said, "Okay, go to bed early, and I won't bother you."

Mo Shaokun still didn't speak, and the expression in his eyes changed slightly until Tang Weiguo's back left.Although Tang Weiguo didn't talk to him much, he could find Tang Weiguo's concern for him from some details.

Sitting on the bed and gently rubbing the fluffed mat over there, Mo Shaokun felt a little warm in his heart. Is this father's love?This mat should have been spread on his bed, right?

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Shaokun got up early to wash up, not because he got up early but because he didn't sleep at all.

Before he came, he said to himself that this trip was just to see Mr. Tang and had no other meaning, but when he really came, he found that there were some things he couldn't control at all.

'Clang clang clang...'

"Shaokun, are you up yet?" Tang Weiguo's voice came from outside.

Mo Shaokun put on his yellowed undershirt and opened the door.

Tang Weiguo's eyes were red, and there was a deep tiredness between his brows, obviously he had slept all night. When he saw Mo Shaokun, he smiled and said, "Let's go, have breakfast first, and then let's go for a walk in the garden. Young people don't have a problem." Good health is not enough."

Breakfast is very simple, steamed stuffed bun soy milk and some common side dishes.

After eating in a hurry, Mo Shaokun hesitated for a while and finally followed Tang Weiguo to the garden behind the small building. He knew that Tang Weiguo was definitely not as simple as taking a walk to find him, and he also wanted to hear what Tang Weiguo would say.

"Do you know? For the past 18 years, I have been looking forward to hearing about your mother every day, and looking forward to her coming back every day." Tang Weiguo said softly as he walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Slowly stopping, he turned around and looked at Mo Shaokun and said, "Can you tell me what happened after your mother left the capital?"

"I don't know much, but Grandma Wang said that my mother is a very good person, but my mother always seems to have something on her mind and always sits in the yard alone in a daze. I didn't know why she was like this before, but now I think I know." Mo Shaokun looked at Tang Weidong and said.

"Grandma Wang also said that because my mother has no job and no household registration, she can't get food stamps, so she can only give food stamps to help the tailor shop to make ends meet. If my mother is not a black household, she can go to a regular hospital when she gave birth to me. Maybe she won't die either."

Tang Weiguo's face was full of sadness, and he asked with a choked voice, "Where is your mother buried?"

"Who knows, my mother died at Grandma Wang's house. In order not to cause trouble for Grandma Wang, she asked a few neighbors to help her with the funeral. As for the exact location, Grandma Wang herself can't remember."

Tang Weiguo tightly closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly.

Mo Shaokun didn't say anything, the two just stood quietly in the garden, thinking about different things.

Just after eight o'clock, Tang Yuru came to the garden and called the father and son back.

"Shaokun, let's go to see your grandpa with your sister Qinqin, talk to your grandpa more, his biggest concern is your mother, maybe he can wake up when he hears your voice."

Mo Shaokun nodded and followed Qin Qin to the ward.

"How is it? How is Shaokun's attitude towards you?"

"Maybe it will take some time." Tang Weiguo said softly, hiding his sadness in his heart.

"Hey, take your time, it's God's grace that we can find him."

"Ah."

"Let's go, big brother is here, we have to discuss it carefully today."

Chapter 12 Old Tang Wakes Up

In the ward, Mo Shaokun saw his grandfather for the first time.

Different from the majestic and domineering appearance of the imaginary superior, at this moment, Mr. Tang is lying peacefully on the bed as if he is deeply asleep. His figure is thin, no different from ordinary old people. No one can distinguish him from that old man. Linked with the great feats of the founding of the country.

"Grandpa... woo woo woo, Qinqin is back to see you." Qin Qin couldn't help but shed tears when he saw Mr. Tang's appearance.

Squatting by the hospital bed and lightly holding the dead branch-like hand of the old man, she chattered endlessly, sometimes talking about her childhood memories, and sometimes talking about some interesting stories at work.

I don't know if he was infected by this emotion, Mo Shaokun was also a little sad. In his eyes, the old man lying on the bed was not one of the eight elders, not the Dinghaishenzhen of the Tang family, but just an old man in his dying years.

Blood is thicker than water, and Mo Shaokun's blood runs through his body. Whether he wants it or not, he must admit that this old man is his grandfather!

Gently stepped forward to the other side of the hospital bed, he also slowly knelt down and held the old man's hand and muttered: "Grandpa, I am Mo Shaokun, Mo Hongyue's son, I'm sorry my mother can't Come to see you."

Mo Shaokun didn't think about anything at the moment, he just wanted to do what a grandson should do.

Whispering and talking a lot, Mo Shaokun told the old man his experiences over the years like telling a story, even Qin Qin who was opposite stopped crying and looked at him blankly.

She could think that Mo Shaokun had not been easy these years, but when she heard Mo Shaokun coming together one by one, she couldn't help crying, especially when she heard that Mo Shaokun was being bullied repeatedly At that time, she was full of anger, her expression seemed to want to rush up and beat up all those who bullied her brother.

After a long time, Mo Shaokun wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Didn't you keep saying that you would make up for my mother when she comes back? Now that I'm back, but you fell asleep, you have to wake up soon Oh, if it's just a shame, I'm still waiting for you to make up for me."

Qin Qin was a little moved when she heard these words, she knew that what Mo Shaokun said was just to wake up the old man's consciousness.

In the lounge, the three sons and one daughter of the Tang family gathered together, and there was also a young man who looked about 30 years old.

The leader of the group had a majestic face and looked like a high-ranking person. He was Tang Jianguo, the boss of the Tang family.

"Yuru, let's not talk about my father's matter for the time being. Everyone is paying attention to our side now. We have to go back and think about this matter."

Tang Yuru frowned when she heard this, and wanted to say something, but her elder brother didn't give her a chance at all.