Those who come to give gifts and money are thrown into the tank.

Just put it outside the door in the open air, and no one was sent to watch it.

But what is even more amazing is that not only did the money in it not decrease, but also no one stole or robbed it.

Instead, more and more as time goes by.

In the end, all the paper notes and silver sticks in the vat were filled with a large vat...

The five people in Xie Jinyuan's group didn't hold anything in their hands, which slightly surprised the neighbors.

But it didn't matter.

Xie Jinyuan knocked on the door.

His fingers trembled slightly.

However, no one came to open the door.

Xie Jinyuan touched the familiar old wooden door directly.

Then pushed open the outer door...

Crunch!

Several people walked into the room slowly.

In a small yard.

 …  

Xie Jinyuan saw his mother's hunched back sweeping the ground with her head down.

His father's eyes were dull, and he sat on a chair and looked into the distance.

This is already blind.

The old father's eyes were blinded by anger when he heard the news of her death.

Xie Jinyuan felt that his normally flexible body was now heavy, as if a heavy catty was falling.

Seeing this, his eyes turned red.

walked slowly over.

The door closed behind him.

The sweeping mother slowly turned around.

Want to see who it is.

There are too many people visiting these days.

They basically keep the door closed...

Put a large vat by the door.

The money inside is put in it casually.

Ordinary people come to condolences and don't want to disturb the hero's family.

So they all put the gifts in the jar and left.

There are not many people who actually come to visit...

The old mother turned her head and saw a few people, and was stunned for a moment.

Then fix your eyes.

Tears slowly flowed out of the eye sockets.

"Son! Is that you?"

The old mother put down the broom in her hand, and suddenly tripped when trying to run over.

Rolled on the ground and broke the skin of his wrist.

But he couldn't care less about the pain.

Xie Jinyuan hurried over to help his mother up.

"Mother, mother is me, I am Xie Jinyuan, Xie Afu, I am still alive and come back..."

Xie Jinyuan's mouth trembled slightly.

Said his nickname when he was a child...

The blind old father sat next to him, hearing this familiar voice and familiar nickname...

"My son, my son! You are still alive..." Yi.

Chapter 212

Xie Jinyuan hurried over to help his parents.

"Son, you are finally back! They all say that my good son is dead, I don't believe it!"

Xie Jinyuan's old mother was already emotionally broken and crying.

Carefully touch Xie Jinyuan in front of him with his hands!

After confirming that this was his son, the emotions of those who had saved for the past few days were released at once.

As a mother, when she was in her 60s, she suddenly heard bad news from her most successful and only son.

What despair.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

That's the saddest thing in the world.

Xie Jinyuan slowly moved his face closer, and asked his old mother to take a good look at himself, and he was indeed a living person.

He came back alive.

The old mother touched her son's familiar face, tears streaming down her face unconsciously.

"Old guy, come and take a look, come and touch, this is our son, he is still alive, Xie Afu..."

The old mother is obviously in high spirits now.

His face flushed unconsciously.

There's even a spooky purple.

Xie Jinyuan knew that this was excessive information, causing blood pressure to rise.

I saw him slowly patting his mother on the back.

"Mother, mother, it's me, it's me, don't get too excited, come on, let's sit on the ground slowly!"

Xie Jinyuan patted his mother's back gently.

After a while, the strange purple color on the mother's face finally disappeared.

Xie Jinyuan secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately he dealt with it in time just now.

Just like my mother did just now.

After a brief study of medical knowledge in the military academy, he knew that this was called a surge of energy and blood.

High blood pressure.

If not immediately controlled.

May cause a blood vessel in the brain to burst...

Xie Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief silently.

The perfect ending of a family reunion cannot just turn into a tragedy.

Xie Jinyuan's father was not very good at words.

When Xie Jinyuan was young, there was very little communication between father and son.

Even if it is communication, it is beating, kissing, scolding, or love. If you can't talk, you will be kicked with your feet.

but……

Feelings are the most sincere.

After hearing the news of his son's death.

Xie Jinyuan's old father!

After being blinded, he was even more silent to the extreme.

Not even saying a few words in a day.

This is already suffering from aphasia...

After Xie Jinyuan came back.

Comfort the tearful mother.

Then he walked slowly to his father.

"Father, the child is back!"

Xie Jinyuan's father stretched forward tremblingly.

"Son, come closer, I can't see, it's all pitch black!"

Xie Jinyuan is such a strong person, even if a bullet hit him, he would not say a word.

A person who can scream and command a battle while bleeding.

A person who makes devils frightened and even admired.

After such a steel-like man returned home, he heard such a weak sentence from his old father.

The whole person was instantly distracted.

Tears flowed down my face.

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