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It took Zhanhang a long time to accept the fact that his grandfather was getting old, and he found that old people are just like children.

When Feng Xinghuai was confused, even though he couldn't say his name, he would yell, calling him over, and handing him the bits and pieces of food that he had hidden under the pillow, which was sticky under the pillow and on his hands, and then Not surprisingly, Aunt Lian would give him a reprimand; when he was sober, he would ask him with a straight face like before how he studied, how he did his homework, and how he got along with his classmates. After getting the answer, he would point out that he did not do well Insufficient gains, ordered him to correct one by one.

If it was before, Zhanhang would only agree perfunctorily, with his left ear going in and his right ear coming out, but now he doesn't dare, no matter what Feng Xinghuai said, he can't wait to remember every word in his heart, as if he already knew that grandpa can The time to be with me is running out.

Throughout the winter vacation, Feng Biqin's eye circles were red.

She didn't want to cry in front of her son, so she had to sit next to Feng Xinghuai while Zhan Hang was doing her homework. She sat all afternoon, chatting alone beside her father, sometimes scolding Zhan Hongyuan, sometimes Myself, sometimes I blame God, and my face is haggard visible to the naked eye.Zhan Hongyuan was still busy with business, so he ran back and forth every three days, and Feng Biqin refused to share the same bed with him when he came back to live. The husband and wife slept separately, but they still showed affection in front of outsiders.

Years ago, someone from the Zhou family came to visit Feng Xinghuai. The adults sat in front of the hall and talked, and the two children were kicked out to play.

The two went to the small woods at the foot of the back mountain to find the secret base they had built before, and found that it had been washed away by several heavy rains, and the fragments of cardboard boxes and branches were scattered all over the place. Whoever moved away left nothing but a mess.

Zhou Jiyang sighed, put his hands in his pockets, and breathed out white mist.

Zhanhang said, "Let's build another one."

"It's done, it will be gone when I come back next year." Zhou Jiyang said to him, "Forget it."

Zhanhang stood there silently, the tips of his ears, nose and joints of his hands were red from the cold.

He didn't move, neither did Zhou Jiyang, the two silly children stood for a while in the weather below zero degrees, neither of them said anything.

On New Year's Eve, the family sits around the hall and eats.

Feng Xinghuai was still a little confused, Aunt Lian was sitting on the side feeding him, it was difficult to feed him, and it was common to spit out half of the food after chewing.The masters were all there, and it was not easy for Aunt Lian to lose her temper in front of them, so she could only moan and coax her.Feng Biqin felt sad, asked Aunt Lian for a bowl and spoon, and said softly, "I'll come, you go eat."

"Hey." Aunt Lian didn't refuse either, Gu Zi went to the side to eat.

Seeing this, Zhan Hongyuan also moved over a little, and served Feng Xinghuai with Feng Biqin on the left and right for dinner, and from time to time, he scolded her, saying how could she be like this, she was usually the one being served, and her words were full of intimacy.Feng Biqin didn't say a word, she just focused on feeding Feng Xinghuai and let Zhan Hongyuan perform a one-man show by herself. She knew that he was acting for Aunt Lian, an outsider, but she was really tired and didn't want to talk.

After several dull years like this, Zhanhang entered high school, his voice changed, and his stature also increased a lot.

This is Zhanhang's last winter vacation in his hometown.

Feng Biqin has changed a lot. She seems to no longer be immersed in this failed marriage. She is no longer that little woman who loses a man's love and becomes helpless. After thinking for a long time, she took the initiative to propose a divorce to Zhan Hongyuan.

The couple talked at night in the study.

"Leave after the baby finishes the college entrance examination." Feng Biqin said to Zhan Hongyuan, "I won't argue with you about anything else, but you have to give me the custody of your son."

Zhan Hongyuan frowned and said, "Impossible."

Feng Biqin looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a stranger she had never met before.

"You spend your money lavishly. Do you really think that your salary can support your son?" Zhan Hongyuan said sarcastically, "Let the child follow you to drink the northwest wind?"

"Single-headed garlic, scallion, stepmother's slap, and the wind in the hall." Feng Biqin frowned and said, "Which stepmother would really love a child that wasn't her own? Zhan Hongyuan, I know you're still messed up outside. After the divorce, you are not allowed to bring those dubious women into your home, dirty your son's eyes, and if you want to find someone who can stand up..."

She choked up while talking, thinking that at that time Zhanhang would live a life that neither his father nor his mother loved, his heart was pierced, and he couldn't go on talking.

Zhan Hongyuan let out a long sigh, and said in a deep voice, "Then leave and live like this."

Feng Biqin covered her eyes, sobbed and shook her head.

Zhanhang could hear clearly outside the door, and footsteps could be heard inside, he quickly slipped back to his room, lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, unable to sleep all night.

He didn't understand why his parents lived in such a stalemate, they obviously had no feelings anymore, and he didn't understand why they wanted to maintain the illusion of love and harmony for themselves.

When he was younger, he finished watching a popular holiday romance drama and asked Feng Biqin such a question—does daddy love mommy?Does mom love dad?But she always shrugged off the topic in embarrassment, but there was a happy smile in her eyes.

Maybe she was still in love with Zhan Hongyuan at that time.

The next day, Zhanhang woke up amidst Aunt Lian's surprised and delighted voice, and vaguely heard her saying that the old man got up by himself, put on his clothes and ate his meal.

Hearing that he woke up, he hurriedly put on his coat and went to read in front of the hall. Sure enough, Feng Xinghuai sat at the table in a leisurely manner, reading the newspaper with those reading glasses on.

It's been a long time since this scene, Zhan Hang thought he was still dreaming, and couldn't help pinching his arm.

Feng Xinghuai looked up at him, his face was so thin that he was about to lose his appearance, but his eyes were very bright.He reprimanded his grandson angrily: "What are you doing standing there? Eating."

"Okay." Zhanhang answered, but he didn't dare to stay too far away from him for a moment. After quickly washing up, he sat next to him with a bowl in his hand to eat, picking up Feng Xinghuai's words from time to time.

During the conversation, the couple also came downstairs. Feng Biqin also had a look of disbelief when she saw this, but she soon understood what was going on, and sat down at the dining table in silence, and began to eat.Zhan Hongyuan called Dad, which was regarded as a greeting, and then went out to make a phone call with his coat.

In Feng Xinghuai's eyes, a daughter is still a child no matter how old she is, so she didn't show her face in front of her son, and scolded her equally: "What are you doing so high? You only have one hand left? Pick up the bowl."

Feng Biqin responded, picked up the bowl as she said, and turned her head slightly, tears dripping into the rice.

Zhanhang asked: "Grandpa? Are you feeling better?"

"Of course." Feng Xinghuai said, "Grandpa's health is very good. I'll wait to see you grow up and marry a wife."

Zhanhang didn't know, so he just felt exaggerated, laughed and said, "It's still early."

Feng Xinghuai said again: "It's not too early, when grandpa was young, he could talk about marriage at your age."

The grandparents and grandchildren chatted one after another, and it began to snow outside the house.

Feng Xinghuai started to cough at night, but it was not too serious. Gu Zi went upstairs to rest, and called Zhan Hongyuan to the room alone to talk.Feng Biqin went to Zhou's house to see the old lady, but Zhan Hang felt that the Zhou family had too many female relatives, so he didn't want to go with her, so he set off firecrackers outside by himself.

Feng Xinghuai leaned on the bedside to examine this son-in-law whom he was not optimistic about from the very beginning, and said in a deep voice, "Nah Hongyuan, you have been bothered these past few years."

"Dad, what are you doing with these polite words?" Zhan Hongyuan drooped his brows and eyes slightly, as if he was very sad.

Feng Xinghuai was not Feng Biqin after all, he knew what kind of person Zhan Hongyuan was from the very beginning, only Feng Biqin was willing to accept the truth after being injured repeatedly.If he still had the energy, he would definitely take action to teach this bastard a lesson for his daughter, but after all, he never had such a chance, so he could only use his emotions as a bargaining chip to talk to him for his daughter.

"Dad knows, I said those unpleasant things before, which hurt your heart." Feng Xinghuai coughed a few times, and said with difficulty: "Your filial piety can be seen by all the folks in the village. Anyone who comes to our house will praise the old man for being blessed." Well, I got such a good son-in-law like you."

Zhan Hongyuan hurriedly said: "Dad, don't talk about this, this is what I should do."

Feng Xinghuai murmured: "But how can you mess around outside? Do you know how sad Biqin is like this?"

Hearing this, Zhan Hongyuan's expression finally sank slightly. He originally thought that Feng Xinghuai had been confused all this time, so he shouldn't know about it.If he knew about this a long time ago, wouldn't he be the only one acting hard, and he would just watch it as a joke?

"Dad doesn't have much time left. Before I leave, I want to ask you something." Feng Xinghuai looked at him, his face was pale, and he could only breathe in, but not out: "If you don't want her anymore, don't provoke her with words. , she is very angry and can't stand this, you have to tell her well....... Leave some money for her, how can she live as a woman......"

Zhan Hongyuan stood in front of the bed, looked at his dying father-in-law motionless, and asked sarcastically, "But Dad, didn't you always think my money was dirty and refused to use it? Your daughter also thinks it's dirty now, she It’s not rare to ask for it.”

Feng Xinghuai seemed to be stimulated by his words, and suddenly coughed violently, staring at him with cloudy eyes, breathing became extremely difficult.

Zhan Hongyuan suppressed it for a long time, and when he saw this, he almost instinctively felt a kind of pleasure of revenge for his great hatred.

The look of disgust that Feng Xinghuai showed to him countless times when he was still healthy flashed through his mind, and his body seemed to be controlled by something else in an instant, and he whispered to Feng Xinghuai like a demon: "It's because you have taken good care of him, that's why I'm so sick." Raising Feng Biqin is so easy to deceive."

Feng Xinghuai finally couldn't hold it anymore, and suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

Zhanhang, who was still judging the situation outside the door, finally realized that something was wrong, and pushed the door open with a bang.Zhan Hongyuan froze in place, Feng Xinghuai closed his eyes and lost all his strength, the bedding beside the pillow was covered with blood.

There was a buzzing sound in Zhanhang's ears, his legs went limp, and he knelt down in front of Feng Xinghuai's bed unconsciously, with only a large blank in his mind.

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