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The man came to the yard, before he could look at anything carefully, he vomited a mouthful of blood, his expression was sluggish, it seemed that he had thrown out half of his energy when he spit out the blood, and he was about to soften to the ground immediately.

Fortunately, not only Ji Mo was accompanying him, but also Second Uncle Sun and the others helped him up and into the house.

The woman following behind looked worried. Grandpa Sun's death was undoubtedly the biggest estrangement between their husband and wife.

Back then, men were at odds with grandpa grandpa and son for many years for the sake of women, and they were never even filial to grandpa grandpa, so they almost severed the relationship. Now grandpa grandpa suddenly left, recalling his past unfilial piety, and seeing the evidence of unfilial piety ——With the existence of a woman, how can there be a good face?

This is known when a woman is thrown away.

After many years of husband and wife, he didn't dislike that he couldn't bear him a child, but he resented that he couldn't be filial to his father because of himself, so that after his father left, he regretted it too much.

Ji Mo could feel the weird atmosphere in the house.

After Uncle Sun and the others left, the woman went to work in the kitchen, made food and brought it in, and then there was the sound of dishes being smashed on the ground. Broken china, and that hot meal.

The back of the woman's hand was red, and the man lay on the bed with a disgusted face, his head turned inward, not looking outside.

"Let me do it."

Ji Mo wanted to take over, but the woman didn't let her go. She hurriedly packed up most of the food and went out, and went to the kitchen to serve another meal, "Bring it to your father, at least you have to eat, don't spoil yourself."

Her eye circles were a little red, and her voice was a little choked up.

Years are getting old, and the silver thread hidden in the long hair understands the difficulty of this journey, but who can she blame?

Ji Mo opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him, but he didn't know how to persuade him. Others couldn't understand emotional matters, so they couldn't get involved easily.

"Father, eat."

Serving the food, Ji Mo didn't care if the man ignored him, and directly helped him to sit up, and put a pillow on his back. He has served countless masters before, and he is very familiar with these things. , didn't notice the complicated look the man was looking at him.

When it was ready, the hot meal was brought over. Seeing that the man didn't take the initiative to eat, Ji Mo started to feed him, half a spoonful of rice and half a spoonful of vegetables, the rice grains soaked in vegetable soup were crystal clear and soft, it was easy to digest food.

After eating two mouthfuls, the man felt as if he came back to it. He was about to lose his temper and get angry again, but he almost lost his temper, as if he was too lazy to reach out. He just sat there and was fed a bowl of rice by Ji Mo.

"Don't eat too much, it's not easy to digest, let me help you walk?"

As Ji Mo said so, he put the dishes aside and prepared to help the man up.

The man's hand pushed him away, but he didn't refuse the support. He got up anyway. He wasn't seriously ill at first, but he just vomited a mouthful of blood because of the pain. I can't always bring it up.

Ji Mo helped the man out of the room and out of the yard. When he passed the kitchen stove, Ji Mo saw the woman's expression of hesitating to speak, and nodded to her reassuringly. Without saying much, he led the man away.

Walking out of the narrow space and coming outside, it seems that the world is vast.

"In the past, my grandfather liked to stand there, looking up to the sky and shouting 'There are all laws in the world, only my family'. I didn't understand it at the time, but later I thought, 'One family' may also be 'IKEA'. So many principles are really implemented in the home. Yes, we are the only architects, and among those schools that can only talk about it, which one is so practical?"

Ji Mo brought the man to the river, pointed to the big stone and said, looking at the space above the stone, as if he could see the figure of Grandpa Sun engraved there.

"At that time, many children shouted from the side, and they would also seize the position on the stone. They would not squeeze with grandpa, but they would hug his legs. When I was unsteady, I lowered my head to pick up their collars. Once, one of them accidentally picked up their hair, which made the child scream in pain, and grandpa even trained him, saying, boy, you must not be squeamish."

This is actually very unreasonable, but Grandpa Sun is so awkward. He accidentally made a mistake, and he refused to admit his mistake. Knowing that they made a mistake, they will make up for a good position later, or simply give them a piece of candy.

It belongs to the type of "denying life and death on the surface, but making up for it in action".

If it is necessary to say that the face is cold and the heart is warm, it is too.

Ji Mo had known about Grandpa Sun's characteristics for a long time, so even if he was stern and beat him with a wooden board, he was not afraid of him.

"Grandpa always misses you, and when he said it was 'unfilial son', I was young and ignorant, and I helped grandpa scold you, saying that I would be very filial in the future..."

There is a strong sense of sadness in the plain words, why did it suddenly disappear?

Birth, old age, sickness and death, there must be a sequence of "sickness", so that people can accept the "death" later, otherwise, people who were fine the day before suddenly disappear, who can bear it?

This kind of impact, if it is bigger and sudden, will always make people feel unreal.

Even now, now that Grandpa Sun has been buried, Ji Mo still can't accept the fact that he has come back soon, why can't he see the last side?

"I also said that when I came back, I told my grandfather that Master Wang has been thinking about what he taught back then. He treated me very well and let me take charge of some affairs. And get some money…”

The project payment is never settled immediately, and we have to wait for all the acceptance checks to be completed before we can pay everyone.

Ji Mo went over and said he was studying, but in fact he also helped with the work. If he wanted wages, he could get some.

Such a good thing is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wherever he thinks, where he talks, where he goes, when he thinks about what happened to grandpa grandpa here, he will tell the man.

Near this small village, there are shadows left by Grandpa Sun everywhere, pointing, as if people are still waiting for him to find not far away.

Before he knew it, the man had burst into tears and cried out.

Ji Mo took a handkerchief and wiped it for him: "Father, don't be sad, grandpa must wish you well too."

A dead person is dead, no matter how hard he can let it go, he can't get it back, the rest is the matter of the living, whether to live better, or to be immersed in this grief forever and never forget.

There are two choices, Ji Mo hopes that the man will choose the former.

Sometimes, you can live a relaxed and happy life without heart and lungs.

The mentality of a man, how many years of indifference towards Grandpa Sun has turned into guilt, and it suddenly surged up, which made him a little unbearable. Smart people always like to dig into corners. When he recovers, everything should be the same as before .

How many years have passed like this, and how many years to come can also be lived in the same way.

"I'm sorry for your grandpa!"

The man finally spoke again, the voice was hoarse, as if charcoal had been swallowed in his throat, and it hurt.

Ji Mo said softly: "Grandpa won't care, he never blamed you."

Who can blame his own son?

It's just, maybe occasionally want to come, a little lost.

It's not the real father and son by blood, but they say they are father and son, but they haven't gotten along much. Ji Mo is somewhat pleased with the man's grief.

Now that I know I regret it, what did I do long ago?

Grandpa Sun is so old that he needs someone to take care of him, but you are so big-hearted, you dare to leave him alone in the small village and enjoy yourself in the town!

Yes, it would be easier to live without an elder telling, nagging, accusing and scolding, but, does he deserve to be old and lonely?

If there is no self, even if there are relatives in this village, how many people can really take care of Grandpa Sun?

A long time ago, Ji Mo thought about starting a business of his own, not for anything else, but the attitude of the villagers asking grandpa to eat, he was dissatisfied.

It sounds like he's being hypocritical and picky, but every time it's time to eat, he yells "Come and eat" and babbles "What time is it, what time is it?" Uncomfortable, I always feel that they are not respectful to Grandpa Sun.

After thinking about it, they probably didn't think that much, calling their own children, their own men, and their own elders are similar sentences, but they just added an extra name.

But in the end it makes people unhappy, eating at the same table feels like two families, even if they are two families, it still makes people feel uncomfortable, as if there is a thorn stuck in the throat, when swallowing, you have to pull it, Feel the tingling pain.

It's really not good to dislike this or that while eating other people's food.

But if you want to start a business by yourself, let alone whether you have the time and energy, just say that this movement will ruin their village friendship.

For many years, the land of Grandpa Sun's family was planted by people in the village. They had agreed long ago that they would help Grandpa Sun with anything he needed, taking care of the meals, clothes, and shoes, and his aunt would help out every now and then. Clean up the house.

It might have been good at first, but as time went on, when they did these things again, it was as if Grandpa Sun owed them, and their attitude gradually changed.

Ji Mo can feel it, but he can't change it. Everyone in the village is older than him, and the same blood seems to be inextricably linked, which cannot be interfered by an outsider like him.

Grandpa Sun is sometimes confused and doesn't know what is good or bad, sometimes he is clear and just silent. At that time, Ji Mo inevitably resents, why is his son so unfilial?If you don't take care of your own father, do you expect others to take better care of you?

Regret it, hurt it, hate it, it's all deserved.

Seeing the sad look of the man, Ji Mo felt a little relieved. He relieved his anger for Grandpa Sun. Lost can never be regained, but the pain can last. Let him suffer.