She Came To My Concert
Chapter 113
Even the doctors in the health center often say that they are envious of Zhou Ying, and her husband comes to pick up get off work every day.
But where young couples don't quarrel.
On a sunny morning, the two quarreled over some trivial matter and ignored each other until they went to work.
In the evening, Ling Yu Ji was still sulking when he returned home, so he didn't go to pick up Zhou Ying.
But it happened to be on that day.
Zhou Ying was in a car accident on his way home from get off work.
The accident came suddenly on this peaceful day, except for the dear ones, everyone just sighed it was a pity.
As for Ling Chen's grandparents, maybe they really loved their daughter, or maybe their dreams were finally completely broken, and they pointed at Ling Yuji's nose and scolded Zhou Ying until the day of Zhou Ying's funeral.
Ling Yuji, who was originally silent and dull, talked less and less, and rarely mentioned his dead wife in front of others.
Only Ling Chen knew that his father tossed and turned in the days that followed, unable to sleep all night long.
Later, the compensation for the driver who caused the accident and the pension from the health center came down, and the grandparents took them all away, leaving nothing to the father and son.
Ling Yuji never came to ask for it.
He felt ashamed, and this was the only compensation he could make.
A year has passed like this, and Yu Ji's mind is often in a trance. Either he forgot to put salt in the cooking, or he got the date wrong, and he even urged Chen to get up to go to school on Saturdays.
Originally thought that time and a good doctor would heal the wounds of father and son.
Unexpectedly, time is sometimes a quack doctor, it does not act, it makes the wound slowly fester, and quietly corrodes the internal organs.
It was also a scorching afternoon, and there was a problem with the accounts of the textile factory, and the income and expenditure of a full 20,000 yuan were not accounted for.
After checking layer by layer, it seems that there are no mistakes, and the problem can only lie with the accountant.
It made Yu Ji speechless and unable to explain clearly.
It seems to be back to the day Zhou Ying died, a group of people pointed at his nose, scolded him for swallowing money, scolded him for being shameless, and scolded him for being dirty.
Just so suddenly, Ling Yuji covered his head, squatted in the corner, crying with snot all over his face, and said over and over again: It's my fault... It's my fault... It's my fault...
Now that the accountants have admitted it, things will come to fruition.
They took the only savings from the family to make up the shortfall, and then kicked the culprit out of the textile factory.
Only Ling Chen knew that after that, his father kept talking about it over and over again.
It's my fault...it's all my fault...it's all my fault...
Facing the window, facing the corner, facing the trash can, and facing the photo of the living room.
It was my fault……
Within a few days, the neighbors in the neighborhood knew that the man in Ling's family was crazy.
He muttered words all day long, and in the evening, he ran to the health center with disheveled clothes and squatted. He was so annoyed that he was reported to the police several times.
What were the grandparents doing at that time?
Ling Chen only visited them once, at the most difficult time.
But he didn't even knock on the door.
It's just that when he was leaving, it was grandma or grandpa, or maybe the cousin they said he grew up wearing a pair of pants with, threw a gnawed corn cob out of the window.
Later, it was Ling Xingyan's parents who took out the savings for the child's college education and asked him to take his father to the hospital.
Although it doesn't help.
Compared with the relief from his uncle and aunt, Ling Chen was more impressed by the corn cob.
It seemed to hit him on the head, and also shattered his last hope for this family.
Zhu Wenshu stood downstairs for ten minutes.
She saw that there were lights upstairs and the environment of the community was good, so she wondered if she was worrying too much.
Just as he turned around to leave, he saw the old couple whom he had met at the school gate walking out of the hall.
Are they really their relatives?
The old couple didn't pay attention to Zhu Wenshu standing on the side of the road, and just left cursing all the way.
In the cold wind, Zhu Wenshu only heard vague words such as ungrateful and wool-hearted.
She tightened her scarf and stepped inside.
The unit door requires an access card.
Just at this time, other residents came out, so Zhu Wenshu didn't ring the bell.
In the elevator, she was still a little nervous.
In case something bad happened to her, is it appropriate for her to go there now?
While thinking, the elevator has reached the floor.
Zhu Wenshu took a deep breath, adhering to the good morals of the Chinese people who have come here, and rang the doorbell.
The first time, no one answered.
Zhu Wenshu pressed it a second time.
This time she heard movement in the house.
But after a long time, the door still didn't open.
So she pressed it a third time.
Listening to the doorbell, she thought, if no one opened it this time, she would go home and pretend nothing happened.
The people inside seemed to know what she was thinking, and when the third ringing stopped, the door suddenly opened.
Zhu Wenshu glanced at Ling Chen, saw that he was completely bearded, and subconsciously looked into the room.
Seeing that everything was normal inside, she turned her attention back to Ling Chen.
He probably saw it on the video doorbell, so he was not surprised to see Zhu Wenshu.
It's just that she always feels that something is wrong with Ling Chen at this moment.
There is an aura all over his body, I don't know if it can be a breath of sorrow.
and he
He just looked at her like that, didn't say a word, didn't even ask Why are you here.
Well... I called you and no one answered.
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