C1092 (1/2)

During this period, Fu Zhongting lived at home with his old father to bask in the sun and chat, which was also the most comfortable time.

Fu Chenguang's consciousness is sometimes sober and sometimes vague. When he is vague, he doesn't recognize Fu Zhongting and Fu Zhongqian. He just murmurs the name of the old lady and hears others' grief.

When he is sober, he knows all the people, and he will recite the past one by one. He especially yearns for his relatives to accompany him. It seems that people like Fu Chenguang did not want to remember once. But nowadays, he always talks about the past. When he comes to the back, Fu Qingliu and Fu Zhongting remember their childhood affairs most clearly.

Fu Zhongting accompanied him and listened. He felt a lot of pain in his heart. It was not easy for his parents to raise them. Now, his father is old and his consciousness begins to be chaotic, but he can't do anything about it.

he misses the old lady more and more. He always says that when it's time, he will go to see the old lady. In this life, it's really hard for her, and she will not be allowed to work in the next life.

These are Fu Chenguang's words from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want to express them before, but now he is willing to say it when he is gone. Unfortunately, the old lady can't hear it.

Fu Zhongqian found Fu Zhongting pushing his father for a walk in the yard.

Fu Zhongting changed into a military uniform, wearing a black and white household casual clothes, the whole person looks like there is no lack of British spirit.

”Dad, big brother.” After Fu Zhongqian called, he squatted in front of his father, holding his father's hand and saying, ”Dad, how do you feel today? Is the sun comfortable?”

Fu Chenguang looks at Fu Zhongqian, but his eyes are confused. He seems to not know who the man in front of him is.

Fu Zhongqian is also distressed, holding his father's hand and saying, ”Dad, I am Zhongqian.”

”Zhongqian, you are so old.” For a long time, Fu Chenguang just seemed to suddenly realize, ”but you are not the kindergarten?”

Fu Zhongqian listened and said with a smile, ”Dad, I've grown up and don't go to kindergarten any more.”

”Oh. When I grow up, I can't remember. ”

”It doesn't matter, Dad. You don't have to remember. We just remember.”

Fu Chenguang nodded. He looked tired and didn't want to talk any more. Fu Zhongqian helped him pull up some blankets on his legs.

Fu Qingliu came out of the room with fruit and a pot of tea, and said to the brothers, ”sit down for a while, and I'll push dad in and have a rest.”

Looking back, Fu Chenguang has fallen asleep with his head down. Fu Zhongting gives his wheelchair to Fu Qingliu.

The brothers sat down on a stone bench on one side.

Fu Zhongqian picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Fu Zhongting.

Fu Zhongting withdrew his eyes from Fu Chenguang's body, picked up his tea cup and took a sip. The fragrance of tea overflowed everywhere. Once, these were Fu Chenguang's favorite things. But now, he can't tell the difference between boiled water and tea.

It really hurt that person.

However, birth, aging, disease and death are natural laws, and they cannot control them.

Fu Zhongqian also quite a lot of emotion: ”Dad has never said anything intimate to mother in his life. Now that mother is gone, Dad misses her every day and talks about her. If she knows under the spring, she will be happy.”