I’ll prepare more delicious food for you! Don’t eat scrambled eggs every time!”

"I'm sorry!!!" Dazhe knelt on the ground, leaned on Sister Lin's knee, and cried in pain: "I'm sorry! Sister Lin, I'm sorry for you... I'm really, really sorry for you!"

"Gan Jing! What's wrong with you? What's wrong?" Mrs. Lin touched Dazhe's shoulder in panic, "Let's talk to Dazhe carefully! Why are you crying? My child? Are you being wronged outside? Don't say that.

If you are crying, please stop crying, Sister Lin will feel uncomfortable hearing you cry."

I let go... I could have had your child back.

But I let go... I chose to save my brother.

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

"Gan Jing? Stop crying. You look like this, even Sister Lin wants to cry. Child? Are you feeling wronged?"

What will you do if I tell you?

I dare not think about it, I dare not think about the difficulty you had to overcome...

I don’t want you to accept such cruelty again...

I wish I could confess all this to you.

"Sister-in-law Lin, I...I'm fine." Dazhe shook his head, "I just encountered a little setback, and then...then I had to leave again. I can't visit you often and take care of you."

"I was scared to death." Aunt Lin patted her chest and sighed, "I thought you had done something. Silly boy, how can anyone not experience some suffering? Aren't we like Aunt Lin and me here too?

?The days are long! You are a grown man, why are you crying? Be brave and wipe your tears, isn’t there a saying that tomorrow will be better!”

Mrs. Lin said, trying hard to lift Dazhe's body with both hands, and Dazhe also cooperated and sat down.

"Sister-in-law Lin knows that you will overcome it, no matter what the difficulty is." Sister-in-law Lin said with a smile at this moment: "I have no relatives, my husband and children can't remember anything, and I have been alone and suffered for a long time.

time. But being able to meet you is the greatest reward from God for Aunt Lin to meet you! So, Aunt Lin has actually regarded you as her own son for a long time. You, if there is anything unhappy or uncomfortable

If you don't, just tell Mrs. Lin, don't be afraid."

Dazhe bit his lips.

"If you want to cry, come here to cry, don't cry outside. How embarrassing would that be?" Aunt Lin grabbed Dazhe's hand, "If you are tired, come here, treat this place as yours."

Home. Okay, let’s eat, eat.”

"Okay." Dazhe said softly, "I'll get you some food."

"Yeah! Good boy."

When Dazhe picked up a dish, the hand holding the chopsticks collapsed instantly and turned into countless particles scattered in the air. Dazhe gritted his teeth, stretched out his other hand, and caught the chopsticks.

That's why I wasn't alarmed.

But his legs were also dissipating rapidly at this time, and his body collapsed more sequentially.

Mrs. Lin was eating, but she didn't know that the figure transformed from the soul light ball was hugging her tightly from behind, slowly falling asleep... and slowly dissipating.

"I don't know why, but Mrs. Lin suddenly feels like the whole family is here." Mrs. Lin subconsciously touched her face, "Why am I crying...Gan Jing? Gan Jing?"

"Sister-in-law Lin, I have to go..."

Little by little, Dazhe's body has completely dispersed...

"So soon?" Mrs. Lin stood up hurriedly, "Shall I see you off?"

"No... no need... I'm leaving."

Let Gan Jing be just Gan Jing in your heart forever... Lin... Mom.

Dispersed with the wind, leaving no trace.

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"Gan Jing? Gan Jing?"

Mrs. Lin shouted several times, but received no response, "Already gone? Without even saying hello."

She shook her head and sat down silently, eating alone. The room was quiet.

"How about..." Mrs. Lin suddenly put down her chopsticks, "How about we knit another scarf for Gan Jing?"

It seemed like she had something to do again, so she no longer felt dull and lonely, as if she had been injected with new vitality.

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At the funeral, those relatives of the Luo family whose names could be called out, or those whose names could not be called out, were either silent or in pain.

This is the seventh day since Grandma Xiaochun passed away.

The younger ones, such as Luo Shan, Luo Zheng and others, have calmed down a lot. They also need to calm down, because they are still busy receiving those who come to express their condolences.

From being busy during the day to almost evening, I was still preparing meals for everyone.

In the evening, Luo Shan came to Luo Qiu's home and knocked on the door. The door was soon opened. Luo Shan took a look and saw a luggage bag already placed in the living room.

"Are you leaving?" Luo Shan looked at Luo Qiu, blinked her beautiful eyes and asked.

Luo Qiu nodded, "The tickets for the delayed high-speed train have been booked."

"That's right...I've been here for so many days." Luo Shan nodded, "How about I send you off?"

"No need." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "You have been busy all day, so take a good rest. I called Didi and I will be here shortly."

As he said this, a black car stopped on the village road, and the car's lights even shone here.

"That's right..." Luo Shan also nodded.

Finally, she watched Luo Qiu take the luggage bag, close the door and walk out. Before getting in the car, Luo Qiu suddenly handed over the keys, "By the way, if you have time, can you help me take care of it?"

Luo Shan stroked her hair and took it with a chuckle, "Yes...but I have to pay for it!"

"That's okay." Luo Qiu nodded, "Let's do this. I will pay you a little labor fee every month."

Luo Shan was stunned and subconsciously stretched out her hand to gently knock Luo Qiu on the head. However, after knocking for a while, she realized that this behavior was a little inappropriate... and a little too intimate, so she quickly said: "If you want to hit me,

If it’s money, I won’t take care of it for you!”

"I'm sorry." Luo Qiu smiled, "I'll trouble you, just send it here."

Seeing Luo Qiu open the car door, Luo Shan suddenly said: "Luo Qiu!"

"Is there anything else?"

Luo Shan moved her lips, then smiled slightly, like an elf smiling in the breeze, and said softly: "When we come back next time, let's make osmanthus syrup together?"

Luo Qiu nodded, opened the door and got into the car... The car did not stop, and he immediately drove off the village road.

Luo Shan waited until she was completely out of sight, then she breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the key in her hand, lowered her head and smiled, feeling a little light-hearted, and planned to go back and make a cup of hot tea with osmanthus syrup to drink.

Next time...

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The car quickly drove out of the village road and onto the road to the high-speed rail station. At this moment, the driver driving in front suddenly asked: "Don't you have to stay for a few days? I think Luo Shan seems quite reluctant to let go."

"No need." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "It's not like I won't come back...but you, have you taken care of your things?"

The driver nodded and said calmly: "Master Jin, Datou and the others have said that I plan to go on a trip to relax. I don't know when I will come back. In addition, I got a sum of money to give Datou to take good care of Mrs. Lin in the future...

As for Xiao Yucheng, I sneaked into his home and the home of his brother-in-law, Director Cheng, and found a lot of useful things. I also gave them to Mr. Jin and asked him to help report it. Mr. Jin was happy to hear that.

Whatever you say, people must know that even if he retires, this old man can't be easily messed with. I heard that Xiao Yucheng was taken away by people from the city today, and so was the Cheng Bureau. At this moment, they

You have already recognized your marriage in the interrogation city."

"I didn't ask that." Luo Qiu shook his head.

The driver was silent for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I just quietly went to add incense to Grandma Xiaochun, and then I took a look at Tingting and the child... I have nothing to worry about anymore."

Judging from the angle of the rearview mirror, the driver was actually very young, probably in his early twenties.

Hanging around his neck was a gray scarf of a single style and not even well made... Under the scarf, you could see a key hanging on a silver chain.

The key can be transformed into a sharp weapon at will...a sword called a magic weapon: Zhanlu.

"Then, please work hard from now on." Luo Qiu smiled slightly and looked out the car window.

The driver suddenly said: "I...I actually gave the child's soul..."

"Then the term of office should be extended a little longer." Luo Qiu responded calmly, "Black Soul Messenger is not a fun job. Maybe you will resent me in the future... By the way, you should look at the front of your car to see if you are right.

It’s not good to drive dangerously on the road, I know this very well.”

"I understand." The driver nodded, "From now on, Wei Dazhe is the sword in your hand...my master."

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As the voice of the lines came from the TV, Mrs. Lin suddenly yawned, took a sip of water, and started to pick up the needle again.

The new scarf has already started, but she knits slowly, so she has to knit slowly.
To be continued...