Both Lin Zhijun and Feng Meijuan thought it was very good. Feng Meijuan said: "It's best to let them take dad over to take care of him in his old age. Didn't he say that he is the eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law? Then it is their responsibility to take care of him."

This family was thinking wildly, but no one mentioned that if they wanted to support the elderly, they would definitely have to share the house. Just because they all agreed in their hearts that the old house was given to Lin Zhiyu, but they ignored the purchase and sale of the house.

Things are forgotten tacitly.

It was indeed a bit cold outside. Lin Zhiyu saw that Lin Qiang was walking hard, so he led him to the car, let him sit in the passenger seat, and went to the cab. However, Yang Liu said that she wanted to walk to exercise. Lin Zhiyu knew that she wanted to give them

Father and son conversation space.

Lin Qiang looked at Yang Liu's retreating back and sighed: "She is a good wife, you should cherish her!"

"Yeah, I know!"

Seeing Lin Zhiyu finally talking to him, Lin Qiang was a little happy: "I thought you wouldn't talk to me anymore."

"I really have nothing to say to you." Lin Zhiyu was not choking his father, but telling the truth.

But Lin Qiang was still choked, and after a while he turned to look at his son.

"I've been thinking a lot lately about you and your mother when you were a kid. The more I think about it, the more I feel sorry for you."

Lin Zhiyu opened his eyes suddenly and turned to look at his father. This apology came so suddenly that he was not prepared for it and had no reaction.

Lin Qiang's lips moved and trembled again. He wanted to say something but couldn't. There were tears in his eyes.

"As a result, you were very indifferent. You didn't praise me, and you didn't even attend my wedding." Lin Zhiyu turned his head and looked at his father steadily. The dim street lights outside the car were cast into the car, just enough to see the eyes of the father and son clearly: "From that day on

Come on, I'm starting to hate you."

Yang Liu walked out of nowhere and followed Lin Qiang upstairs slowly. After watching him enter the house, he turned back and went downstairs, opening the driver's door: "You go to the passenger seat, I'll drive."

Before his father looked over, Lin Zhiyu looked away and looked at the empty past: "My mother will not see you, and she will not wait for you. She left on the day you married Chen Ju, and she will not see you.

You, never will."

"Well, I hate you!" Lin Zhiyu said these three words softly and suddenly smiled.

Lin Zhiyu stared at his father blankly. This was the first time his father mentioned his mother. It seemed that he still remembered her and thought about her, but why did he do that to himself and marry his mother so soon after her death?

stepmother.

Lin Qiang's crying gradually stopped and he nodded: "You know something."

There was silence in the car, except for the breathing sounds of the father and son.

While buckling his seat belt, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter even if you can't think about it, we live and die together as husband and wife, it's very, very good."

Lin Zhiyu couldn't speak any more and covered his face with his hands. After a long time, he let go and thought in a calm voice: "I thought, for the sake of me being able to marry such a good girl when I grow up,

, can you show me a smile and compliment me on my ability?"

"Later, I found a very good girl. She was willing to marry me who had nothing. She was such a good girl. So many people liked her, but she chose me. How happy I was, I brought her here

See you, I’m thinking”

Yang Liu looked at his eyes carefully and saw that those beautiful eyes were very clear, so she nodded and closed the car door and went to the passenger seat.

Yang Liu stretched out her hand, intertwined her fingers with his, and looked into his eyes: "Are you in a good mood?"

Lin Zhiyu sat in the car, quietly watching his father's old and thin back slowly disappear. For some reason, he found that the deep thorn in his heart disappeared.

Lin Zhiyu reached over and pinched the corner of Yang Liu's mouth: "What nonsense are you talking about? Stop saying unlucky words."

Lin Qiang was startled, pulled back from his memories, turned around and asked Lin Zhiyu: "What can't you do? She won't blame me?"

"Oh, I thought I had forgotten about it a long time ago. I don't know why, but I always dream about her recently. She scolds me, saying that I am not good to you, and that she will beat me when I go down, and she will scold me."

"Your mother has been good-looking since she was a child, and she also loved to play with me. When children played games, she always wanted to be my bride. Later, when we grew up, we got married naturally. With you, although your grandmother has never been

Satisfied, but your mother and I still live happily."

Lin Zhiyu blinked and smiled: "I'm fine, I'll drive. Don't worry, I won't go crazy. I still want to live a good life, live with you for the rest of my life, and watch our daughter and son get married and start a family."

"

"Dad, when I was a child, I never dared to cry in front of you, but I cried like this countless times behind your back. Do you know?"

"But why don't you feel sorry for me?" Lin Zhiyu suddenly roared, shouting out all his doubts and anger, as well as his grievances and unwillingness!

"I don't know!" Lin Qiang wiped his tearful face, opened the door and got out of the car, still muttering: "I don't know!"

"The days that followed were so difficult. When I cried secretly, I also thought about you. It would be great if you could suddenly appear at the end of the path to see me one day. But then I gave up, but then

I still don’t hate you then.”

Probably, he has reconciled with his past self and his past father.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Qiang sighed: "I know, I dreamed about her because I was dying. You said she wouldn't see me. It's because you hate me and don't want your mother to see me."

Of course, Lin Qiang didn't say it just to get Lin Zhiyu's reaction, he just said it out of emotion.

Lin Qiang cried, crying so hard that it was very ugly, but he didn't care anymore. His son's words made bloody cuts in his old heart.

Lin Qiang's cloudy eyes looked into the void, and a smile appeared on his old cheeks.

Then he raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears vigorously, sniffing: "Dad, when I was a child, I wanted to leave that home and leave you countless times, but I was too weak and you were too strong. I didn't dare to run or resist you. No.

I dare to act coquettishly with you, dare not complain to you, and dare not snatch things from Lin Zhijun. I was very afraid of you at that time, but I don’t hate you."

"When I went to the countryside, you didn't give me any money or gifts, and I didn't hate you. It's just that" Lin Zhiyu looked a little lonely in his eyes: "It's just that I was a little frustrated. But I was still young, so I still missed you.

With you."

Lin Zhiyu suddenly said: "No."

"It's not good, it's not bad, I can't tell." Lin Zhiyu looked ahead and was stunned for a while: "He is old and his back is hunched."

Neither of them said anything, and it looked like they were probably in danger.

Lin Zhiyu sighed: "No matter what, I am also his son, and he has raised me. It is impossible for me to care about his life or death. I will pick him up and take him to the hospital tomorrow."

"Okay, but if you want to get Lin Zhijun, they will definitely want to leave dad to you. It's not that we can't afford the money, we can also find someone to take care of dad, but why should we let Lin Zhijun go?"
Chapter completed!