ordinary human life

Wu Xianglian hurried up to help, and kept looking at Deng Qiang at the same time.

……

"After death, a person has a soul. The soul will go to the underworld, and the soul that has not fulfilled its wish will stay in this world and refuse to leave."

"A guide is a person who guides the soul, helping the ghost whose wish has not been fulfilled to fulfill his wish and send him to the underworld."

……

Deng Qiang sat on the sofa next to Hu Xiaoying, held her hand tightly, and explained to everyone.

"So, Miss Liu's younger sister is the guide?"

Zhang Haitao showed a look of surprise, was the host a little girl?

Deng Dazhong and Wu Xianglian are no exception. I saw the little girl innocent and cute before, but I can't see the appearance of a "god" at all.

Deng Qiang shook his head upon hearing this.

"She is not, she is the lantern bearer, the one who guides the guides, and this lamp, when the light is on, is a human being, and when the light is off, it is a ghost, so under its light, I can appear as a human body." Deng Qiang mentioned The lamp in hand explained.

"So Ms. Liu is the guide? Thank you very much, Ms. Liu." Deng Dazhong murmured.

"No, the guide's name is He Sihai, the young man who came with you." Deng Qiang said.

Deng Dazhong and Zhang Haitao looked at each other when they heard the words, and they both showed expressions of disbelief.

In today's society, is life so difficult even for "gods"?

He Sihai and the others are too familiar with each other. He has a good heart, is handsome, smart, affectionate, and grateful.

He is a bit fond of taking advantage of petty advantages, but he has his own principles. Generally speaking, he is a good guy.

But one day, someone told him that he was a "God", which was really unacceptable.

"There are some things that we cannot guess."

If you can't think of it, don't think about it.

Deng Qiang looked to the side and said nothing to Hu Xiaoying who kept staring at him, "Xiaoying, I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

"Let me serve you a bowl of egg noodles."

"Okay, I like to eat your noodles, put more vinegar."

It was a very simple conversation, and the two looked at each other and smiled after finishing speaking.

When Deng Qiang came to see her when he was young, he often had such conversations.

But Hu Xiaoying smiled, but tears fell down patter.

Chapter 107

"Okay, why are you crying again?" Seeing Hu Xiaoying crying again, Deng Qiang seemed a little at a loss.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Hu Xiaoying suppressed her sadness and choked up.

"I'll get you some noodles." Hu Xiaoying stood up and said.

Then he turned and went to the kitchen, and when he reached the kitchen door, he suddenly turned his head and took a look.

Seeing Deng Qiang sitting on the sofa and looking at her with a smile on his face, she breathed a sigh of relief and went into the kitchen.

In fact, until now, she still can't tell the truth from the fake, it feels like a dream.

Seeing Hu Xiaoying enter the kitchen, Deng Qiang looked away, and then looked at Deng Dazhong.

"Dad, I'm sorry, you have worked hard for so many years."

Deng Dazhong didn't speak when he heard the words, but just looked at him blankly.

"dad?"

Deng Qiang stretched out his hand to hold his hand, but he retracted it halfway. Although it has been so many years, he is still not very good at expressing his feelings for his father.

The father and son are actually very similar, hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Although they often quarrel when they meet, they both care about each other.

"Oh~" Deng Dazhong sighed deeply.

There is relaxation, letting go, and endless helplessness.

"It's been so many years, why don't you say what's right? You and I are a father and son. It's because I failed to teach you well. I'm sorry for you." Deng Dazhong said.

"Dad, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Deng Qiang couldn't bear it anymore, and started to cry with his head in his arms.

Zhang Haitao wanted to comfort him, but when the words came to his lips, the words stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

Deng Qiang's death, in fact, he has to bear a lot of responsibility.

Wu Xianglian who was sitting next to him quietly grabbed his hand and comforted him silently.

Deng Dazhong, who was sitting some distance away, got up and sat beside him.

He raised his hand to put it on top of Deng Qiang's head, but finally landed on his shoulder.

"Okay, you're such an adult, and you're not a child, why are you crying?"

Deng Qiang grabbed his palm and buried his head in his palm.

"Okay, okay, stop crying." Deng Dazhong finally put his palm on his head.

Gently stroking and said: "There is no obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome, and everything will get better, and everything will get better."

That's how he comforted Deng Qiang when Deng Qiang's mother ran away with someone.

But now that everyone is gone, how can you get better?

Deng Dazhong couldn't help feeling sad from his heart. He who hadn't cried all this time finally couldn't help but shed tears.

……

"Eat...eat noodles."

Hu Xiaoying came out with a noodle bowl, looked at the father and son who were crying in each other's arms, and said in a trembling and authentic tone.

"Okay, don't be sad, don't be sad, it's been so many years, what else is there to be sad about?"

Deng Dazhong's words seemed to be spoken to Deng Qiang, but also seemed to be spoken to himself.

Deng Qiang wiped away his tears, stood up and took the noodle bowl from Hu Xiaoying's hand.

Deng Dazhong also got up and gave way to Hu Xiaoying.

"Sit down, sit down, let's have a good talk." Deng Dazhong said.

Deng Qiang put the bowl on the tea table, and pulled the chopsticks with a big gulp.

"Be careful it's hot." Hu Xiaoying said softly beside her.

"I have thick skin, so I'm not afraid of being scalded." Deng Qiang turned around and smirked at her.

"Is the vinegar enough? If not, I'll add a little more for you." Hu Xiaoying said.

"Enough, just right, it still tastes the same, I like it very much..."

The tears that had just stopped fell into the bowl, mixed with the noodles, and then he ate it into his mouth...

"Sister of the Hu family, I have wronged you all these years." Deng Dazhong glanced at Deng Qiang, who had almost buried his head in the bowl, and turned to Hu Xiaoying.

Hu Xiaoying shook her head, but said nothing.

How can the grievances of so many years be expressed in one sentence.

"Xiaoying." Deng Qiang raised his head.

"I've been by your side all these years, don't you know?" He smiled triumphantly.

But laughing is uglier than not crying.

When Hu Xiaoying encountered difficulties and was wronged, he could only watch from the sidelines, unable to do anything, which made him more uncomfortable than death.

"So you've been here all along."

Hu Xiaoying, who was originally sad, laughed very happily.

"Yeah, I've been here all the time, seeing you taking care of Zhixue, going out to set up a stall, hiding in your room and crying secretly, seeing you alone..."

Hu Xiaoying held his palm and stopped his words, "It's okay, it's all over."

……

"My wish is to tell you that I'm not a heartbreaker, I didn't run away, and have another bowl of egg noodles you ordered."

Deng Qiang ate up a bowl of noodles and even drank the noodle soup.

Everyone was silent when they heard the words.

"What are you doing, can see you again, no, can let you see me again, shouldn't you be happier?"

After the wish was fulfilled, Deng Qiang felt a sense of relaxation in his mind, without the sense of restraint he used to have even when he was doing tricks.

"The wish is fulfilled, don't you, don't you...?" Zhang Haitao said.

Deng Qiang nodded with a smile, "I have made my wish, so naturally I want to go where I should go."

"No, can't you stay a little longer?" Hu Xiaoying said in a tearful voice beside her.

"Okay, don't be sad, I won't leave immediately, the guide gave me a whole night, before 12 o'clock in the evening, I still want to see my son, he has grown up so much, he hasn't seen me yet, What a good guy." Deng Qiang said happily.

"Okay, okay." Deng Dazhong was very happy when he heard that.

"Thank you, Sihai." Deng Dazhong murmured.

Sitting next to him, Zhang Haitao nodded upon hearing this.

……

In the evening, Deng Qiang's son, Deng Zhixue, came back. He was very surprised to see so many people in his family.

Deng Zhixue is still in college, and is now on summer vacation. Because the family's conditions are not good, he is working outside to reduce some of the burden on his mother.

Children from poor families are in charge early, and Deng Zhixue is very sensible.

Deng Zhixue is very similar to Deng Qiang, except that he is a little fatter, and his eyes are similar to Hu Xiaoying's. Other than that, he is almost carved out of the same mold as Deng Qiang.

He was very calm and not very excited about the appearance of Deng Dazhong and Deng Qiang, but he was also happy to see his mother's happy appearance after busy work.

Instead, he was more interested in the existence of ghostly gods in this world.

Wu Xianglian made the dinner, and Hu Xiaoying wanted to accompany Deng Qiang, because this was the only time she could spend with her husband for the rest of her life.

Everyone chatted a lot, talked about some interesting things in the past, and also talked about some embarrassing things about Deng Qiang.

Everyone laughed very happily, as if it was just a reunion after a long absence.

But the time of parting will come after all.

Everyone fell silent.

"Okay, don't do this, everyone will die, maybe we can reunite in the underworld in the future." Deng Qiang said with a smile.

But the smile is dry.

"Xiaoying, thank you for your hard work. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely marry you." Deng Qiang hugged Hu Xiaoying.

"You harmful thing, if there is an afterlife, don't let me meet you again." Hu Xiaoying choked up.

Deng Zhiqiang burst out laughing upon hearing this.

Then he turned to Deng Zhixue who was standing beside him and said, "Son, hug dad too."

Without waiting for him to refuse, she hugged him in her arms, patted him on the back twice, and whispered in his ear: "You are a good boy, take good care of you/mom."

Then he let go of Deng Zhixue, looked at Zhang Haitao beside him, and said nothing.

Then hugged him heavily, and punched him hard on the back a few times.

Then let go of him and said: "Haitao, don't feel guilty, I don't blame you, this is my fate, thank you for taking care of my dad for so many years."

Zhang Haitao's eyes were red, he blinked a few times and said: "In my whole life, you are the one I feel the most sorry for. I hurt you. Don't worry, your father is my father. I will take care of Uncle Deng's retirement."

"Thanks, brother." Deng Qiang happily punched Zhang Haitao's chest, a heavy punch.

Zhang Haitao was so stunned by the hammer that he coughed loudly, coughing up tears.

Deng Qiang ignored him, but looked to the side, Wu Xianglian who was looking at Zhang Haitao worriedly.