The next day, early in the morning, Huang San got up early and sat quietly, waiting for Jiang Hongyan and Zhang Xiaoxi to wake up. He did not wake them up but waited. Huang San looked around, breathing fresh air.

It took a long time to wake up at about 10 o'clock in the morning. Then the group went to the village next to Wang Village, Mojia Village! That is the centenarian, who was confused for eighty years because of love!

The journey is not very long, just five miles away, but the old man can come to clean every day, but he thinks that the old man's perseverance is terrible! And it's not a day or two, but eighty years! It's so incredible for eighty years.

Day after day, year after year, regardless of wind and rain, I still do simple things! Regardless of other people's opinions! Just because of love! Thinking about it, the three of them couldn't help but feel sad and really wanted to cry!

Standing at the entrance of Mojia Village, the village has been declining, with few households and few poultry. It looks like a silence! One or two elderly people are sitting at some doors! One of them has white strips hanging!

And this family is not known to Huang San and others, Mo Yisheng, a centenarian, an elderly family who has been trapped in love for a lifetime! Huang San and his party came in and inquire and found out.

There are only a dozen people in this village, and they are basically old people, not a single young man, and there are only a few children. Looking at the scene in front of him, Huang San felt extremely sad! He knew this feeling. He was very sad!

There are no parents, only grandpa or grandma. Perhaps the difference is that Huang San died when he was a child. He had no choice but to be with his grandpa, but he naturally knew that feeling.

The old man Mo Yisheng passed away last night, and he was very peaceful when he left! He looked very calm and satisfied! At this time, the body was still in the mourning hall, burning paper, becoming a mage, or in other words, it was a custom.

What the villagers in the village did for the elderly Mo Yisheng was a simple custom! They were all helped by the elderly in the village. After all, they were all older, and in their seventies or eighties, Huang San came to the mourning hall.

Looking at the old man Mo Yisheng, he had a mixed conversation! He didn't know whether his actions yesterday were right or wrong! But at this time he felt extremely uncomfortable and indescribable, he realized the old man's dream of life.

But at the same time, it also ended the old man's life! Maybe if it doesn't happen, you can live for a year or two, but it may be regretful until you die! Objectively speaking, what Huang San did is right. It is best to leave a person without regrets.

The reason why the old man is persistent is because of the word love. Perhaps without this reason, he can't support it for so long. Besides, the old man only wants to see each other for the rest of his life! In general, it is very worth it.

But from another perspective, Huang San invisibly deprived the old man Mo Yisheng of his life. Fortunately, he had no descendants and family! He left peacefully and happily! Although Huang San was a little mentally and uncomfortable, he could also relieve himself.

In fact, many things are two-sided, one gain and one loss! There is no situation where both are gained! And the love of the old man Mo Yisheng is praise and sorrow! He proves the eternality of love! But at the same time it also reflects the sorrow of love!

"San brother, are you okay? You did nothing wrong. If you didn't, bring his partner up. Maybe your life is over today, so don't think too much." Zhang Xiaoxi comforted.

"I'm fine, I know, thank you Xiaoxi," Huang San said with a smile.

After several people lit an incense stick for the old man, they retreated. As soon as they came out, Huang San happened to encounter a strange thing! A boy's hands seemed to be strange! This man looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

At this time, this man was arguing with his grandfather!

"You don't know anything, don't care about me, what do you know? You don't know anything, have you cared about me? No, I didn't use it before, I don't use it now, I don't need it in the future! You don't need to care about anything I do!" the boy roared.

"Child, I know that our family has nothing, and there is no money to buy new clothes. I can't make money when I'm old. We can sew and repair the clothes. The tuition fee cannot be left. Grandpa, I'm really old. You are bullied by others. I know, but what can we do if we are poor?" The old man said helplessly.

"Don't tell me this. Do you know, the insults and grievances I have suffered? You don't know where my parents went? Why don't you tell me, poor, why I was born in this poor family! Why!" The boy covered his weird hands and continued to roar.

The boy looked very painful, but he still gritted his teeth and held on. One of the boy's hands was the weird hand, which exuded a yin energy! It seemed that he was entangled by something.

The boy is called Mo Xiao, and his grandfather is called Mo Yun! Mo Xiao has always been raised by his grandfather Mo Yun. At this time, Mo Yun is already in his seventies, and Mo Xiao is in high school and is preparing for college! When it requires more and more money!

But on the contrary, Grandpa Mo Yun made less and less money! Because he got older, his labor force was naturally no longer good, and Mo Xiao always wore torn clothes, basically no new clothes, and he just bought everything, etc.

He suppressed a lot of dissatisfaction in his mind! Mo Xiao was often bullied, ridiculed, despised, and all kinds of humiliation, helplessness, and sadness! But his grandfather kept telling him that he was tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, tolerant, and tolerant, and tolerant, and tolerant, he didn't know when he would endure it!

Mo Xiao didn't know when such a poor family would be the same! And studying now can no longer change his destiny! He was very desperate and desperate, but what could he do? He didn't know, didn't know.

After getting into college, my grandfather had no money to let him study because he didn't have enough living expenses and didn't even have money to buy clothes. He was really desperate. He stopped studying and was decadent all day long.

He was confused and helpless, and no one told him what to do! There were no educated people in this village, some were elderly people, and children many years younger than him! What should he do?

Mo Yun looked at her grandson helplessly and said, "It's not that I won't tell you, but I just don't know what to say, you were born in this family, it was destined by heaven. I know, I know everything you have received, but, ah!!" The old man sighed helplessly.

"No, no, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know, I'm in pain and despair, you know? You don't know, you can't help me, no one can help me, no, ahhh," said, Mo Xiao, tears suddenly flowed!
Chapter completed!