Rebirth of Su Qing

Chapter 64

Zhang Ze said, we spent the Chinese New Year together today, and I asked him, "Brother Yan, where is your father? Isn't there another brother?" His father was still in a vegetable state in the hospital, and he never took me to see him. , I don't mention it either.

In my previous life, every Chinese New Year was a time of reunion.

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face turned cold, and he didn't continue the topic.

Zhang Ze was with me, he never mentioned his job or what he was doing, but I also didn’t mention my background with him, I don’t know why?

Maybe it's because I still think about Brother Nan!Maybe others, I don't know what kind of mentality I am, anyway, don't think about it if you don't understand it, I won't ask for trouble.

"Ring ring ring!" My phone rang.

In the early morning, who is calling to harass people?

Zhang Ze handed me the phone, I squinted my eyes to look at the number, it's an unfamiliar phone number, who is calling my phone?

"Hello!" I answered.

"Su Qing! I'm your uncle Li Huadong." The other party's voice was calm and heavy.

I haven't fully recovered my mind yet, I'm a little confused, uncle?Brother Nan?It's not like, the voice is wrong, could it be another uncle?Speaking of which, I don’t even know the names of the other uncles, because Yang Ying never mentioned them, and I never asked them, and they never contacted me. They have nothing to do with me anyway, so why should I ask?

"You... hello!" I can't say the word uncle now.

"Su Qing, my mother, sister, brother-in-law, nephew, niece and daughter-in-law...the plane crashed an hour ago!" Li Huadong's voice was a little choked in the phone.

"What did you say?" I sat up, not believing what I heard and asked again.

Zhang Ze, who was lying beside me, held my left hand and looked at me worriedly.

"Your parents, your brother, sister-in-law, and your grandmother passed away an hour ago!" Li Huadong stated every word, his voice seemed to be suppressing the pain.

I was stunned, and the phone fell off at some point.

"Qing'er, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Ze saw that I was stunned and hugged me, only then did I realize that my body was trembling a little.

"I heard,... I heard that my grandma passed away an hour ago!" I murmured to him, tears streaming down my face unconsciously. These tears belonged to me, Li Qing, and also to Su Qing.

Yang Ying from my memory came to my eyes, and I remembered when I first entered Su Qing's body, Yang Ying's kind face in her 60s, her figure busy up and down for me, and her gray hair at the temples... In the middle of the day, every time she called me, she rang out her thoughts on me, just a few words: Have you eaten yet?How is your study?Are you ok?

Every time I feel that she is long-winded, now, this kind of long-winded, I want to hear it no longer, and the last relative in this world is far away from me, I really regret not going to see her before the winter vacation...

Zhang Ze didn't speak, just borrowed his shoulder and cried silently with me...

"Brother Yan, I want to go to City B!" I choked up and said to Zhang Ze.

There is an indescribable pain in my heart. Is it so uncomfortable to lose a loved one?Grandma, you and Li Qing are not related by blood, but you and Su Qing are related by blood, and I am Su Qing.

My grandparents and grandparents in my previous life passed away before I was born. I have never tasted that kind of taste, but today I finally tasted it. It feels like a piece of flesh has been scraped out in my heart.

"Qing'er, I'll accompany you!" Zhang Ze wiped the tears from my face.

Since you are coming to City B, you should learn about my family no matter what.

Li Jianjun is nearly 70 years old, and has adopted eight sons. The first seven are over 40 years old, married and established businesses, and basically all active in the army, except for Li Huanan, who is relatively young, 24 years old.

Li Huadong came to pick us up at the airport. It was the first time I saw him. He was about 40 years old. He was wearing a military uniform and had a square face.

Li Huadong glanced at Zhang Ze who was walking beside me, and frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

When driving, Li Huadong still ran through the red light like Brother Nan, but at this moment, I no longer had the feeling of excitement, I just stared blankly at the traffic passing by the window in a daze.

"We have already set up a mourning hall, and now we will take you there directly!" Li Huadong said, and led me to a luxurious villa area, which was several times larger than my villa in L City. The first portrait is of Yang Ying, half head of white hair, smiling kindly; coming over is a man and woman in their 40s, probably Su Xianming and Li Meijia; next is a man and woman in their 20s, Probably Su Peng and Su Qing's sister-in-law.

When I saw Yang Ying's photo, I felt uncomfortable again. Zhang Ze, who was walking beside me, held my hand tightly again.

The next day, I didn't know how I lived, I just knelt there like a puppet, staring blankly at the photo of Yang Ying, and heard many comforting words from many people in my ears. I couldn't remember a single sentence, and I didn't feel Li Huadong asking me to eat. Zhang Ze broke my body and talked to me. I only saw his mouth moving, but I couldn't hear a word he said.

I didn't react until two people picked me up and stuffed me into a car.

"What are you doing?" I stared at Li Huadong and another person, also in their 40s, wearing a military uniform, with a dark face and heavy eyes.

"Your second uncle and I will take you to see your father!" Li Huadong, who was driving, said calmly, while second uncle Li Huayi, who was sitting next to me, didn't look sideways, with a sullen face, and didn't say a word.

Both of them straightened their backs in a vigorous and resolute manner.

"Where's my friend Zhang Ze who came with me?" I asked them.

They didn't answer.

I looked outside, they wouldn't do anything to Zhang Ze, would they?Anyway, Zhang Ze is a respectable person in L City, and he doesn't offend each other, so it should be fine, and Zhang Ze is so shrewd, so there will be no problems.

I sighed softly in my heart, I don't know what kind of grandfather taught such a son?It is probably the same dull and boring, so to put it this way, Brother Nan is indeed an exception.

Having received that kind of education all the time, it is probably very difficult for him to accept liking a man.

I remembered that in my previous life, when I did something wrong, my mother would beat me severely. Sometimes with that cooking shovel, I would get N shovel marks on my feet.

What if they do something wrong?They are soldiers again, will they be cross-country run by N-heavy things?Locked in a dark room?Or be hung up?Or buried in the sand to dry? ... Isn't it often shown on TV that those troops punish soldiers like this?

If this soldier was still his own child, it would probably be stricter, right?It suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't heard from Brother Nan for so long. When I asked my grandmother Yang Ying last time, she still said that she didn't know where Brother Nan was sent. Could it be that he was imprisoned by Li Jianjun?Could it be that he failed to complete the task of marrying Gao Ya, and was imprisoned because of the failure of the task?Cut off contact with the outside world?

It must be so, why didn't he come back when grandma passed away?Is it dead?

...I was terrified by my own wild thoughts.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Li Huadong knocked on the door of an office.

"Come in!" The voice inside seemed old.

Li Huadong opened the door and motioned for me to go in. As soon as I walked in, he closed the door and got out of the way.

An old soldier in his 70s and [-]s was sitting on a chair, his brows were furrowed and his face was earthy.

Seeing me walking in, I stood up straight, my mouth squirmed, as if holding back the grief.

The two of us looked at each other, neither of us said a word.A heavy feeling filled our surroundings. Looking at his black and yellow eyes, I slowly felt a kind of desolate sadness welling up in my heart. The old man in front of me was Su Qing's grandfather, a blood-related grandfather. , and he, within one day, lost his wife, daughter, son-in-law, grandson, and grandson-in-law!

As for me, I just lost my grandma psychologically, and I feel very sad. He, let's be even more so!

"Su Qing, do you blame grandpa?" the old man asked in a trembling voice, with anticipation in his eyes.

Looking at him like that, I suddenly felt very pitiful. Although in my eyes, he was a stranger I met for the first time. I don't want him to be like this, I want him to be like I imagined.

"Not to blame!" I shook my head, I don't blame, I don't know if the fragrance has disappeared and Su Qing is not to blame.

The old man strode over.

I froze for a moment, what does he want to do?Although there was panic in his heart, there was no expression on his face, and he just stared at him blankly.

He hugged me, trembling all over, as if choking.

I froze for a long time, and finally reached out and hugged this old man, my grandfather.

After a meal, Li Jianjun regained his composure and let me go.

"Su Qing, are you okay?" He glanced at me while speaking.

I nodded.

"It's not as skinny as it used to be!"

I am speechless, how should I answer this sentence.

"kindness!"

"You are more and more like Su Peng!" Li Jianjun sighed softly when he said this.

I remembered what Lin Xu said, Li Jianjun, Li Meijia, and Su Xianming all liked Su Peng very much, he was a super talented person.

"Su Qing! You are the only one left!" Li Jianjun patted me on the shoulder, "I'm old!" There were endless vicissitudes in his words.

"Grandpa is still very tough!" I felt that he was so old, and the strength of his hand on my shoulder made me feel sore. Could it be that he has practiced iron sand palm? "There are still eight uncles!" I reminded him.

"They?" Li Jianjun was a little surprised when I mentioned the eight uncles, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, "Yeah!" He snorted noncommittally.

"Speaking of uncles, why didn't I see the eighth uncle this time?" Actually, I only saw two uncles, and I didn't see the other uncles, so I just took the opportunity to ask him now.

This is a good opportunity, since it was brought up, I also want to know where he went, um, well, I admit that I am a little anxious.

"Him? Huh!" Li Jianjun snorted, seemed a little angry, with a straight face, a pair of still sharp eyes looked at me from head to toe, like an X-ray scan, which made me feel chilly.

Judging by his expression, it seems that Li Huanan disdains him for making him angry or embarrassing.

"What's that expression on your face?" I asked a little cautiously.

"Nothing." He sat back in his seat, as if he didn't intend to answer my question.

"Grandpa, where is Eighth Uncle now?" I asked again.

"He's where he should be!" He answered me impatiently.

What does this mean?Why do I feel like Zen language?For example, the well-known sentence: Come from where you come from, go wherever you go.Do you think I'm an eminent monk?I don’t understand what you said. Does that mean you don’t say it?