Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1185 Weak Liu Fufeng (29)

   "It's not easy to make some money in this village. She always saves money for land fees and firewood forests. When I came, she gave it to me. Later, when she became seriously ill, she didn't say anything, because she was afraid of spending money."

   "When I received the call, I was at a loss.... Grandma's departure made me sink even more."

  Xu Yanguan spoke in a hoarse voice.

   This two-story house was built by the old man with a lot of savings.

   After leaving, the house was left to him.

   It is usually locked, and sometimes I come back to clean it.

  Liu Fufeng said: "Just after the exam in the second semester of high school, I received a call from my uncle. He told me that my mother died to save others. He didn't inform me earlier because he knew I was still taking the exam."

"When I arrived, I sent her off for the last time. I saw my grandma and the others coming, but... it was for the inheritance. I am not my mother's biological daughter. They feel that my mother can't have children, which shames them. For them Me, they don't want to admit it."

   "The departure of relatives is always sudden. Yanguan, I am here, and I am destined to leave. It is a journey that must be passed in life. I will see her off today, and will someone see me off in the future?"

  She always looks very mature. In the teacher's words, she doesn't have the vigor of a young man.

   But no one is the same, there is no need to force it. Whether there should be something or not, it’s good to be different.

  Xu Yanguan opened the door, and the dust accumulated for a long time gave the characters a sense of right and wrong.

   "I won't send you off, I want to go with you."

  Xu Yanguan's tone was flat but firm.

  The young man is already smart, but he has experienced cruel blows and complicated psychological struggles. He clearly knows what he wants.

  Always hide and escape, in the end, you still have to face the cruelty, the longer you hide, the crueler the reality and the deeper the regret.

   "Since you're here, let's look for tools and tidy up. Let me see, the two of us should clean up in one morning. In the afternoon, we'll take a sickle to cut the weeds on the grave."

  Liu Fufeng circled around.

  The old man built a house according to his own wishes. Although many people nowadays look down on such a house, in her heart, this is the best.

  House is the embodiment of home, and home is a harbor where you have been wandering for half your life, supporting the sky above your head and sheltering you from wind and rain.

  Xu Yanguan smiled and agreed: "Okay."

  In the past, he came back to clean it once, and then left again. When he came back again, it was covered with thick dust again.

   And Xu Shanlai, unwilling to face such a cowardly self, has never even come back here.

  The room on the first floor is used to store sundries, and through it, it is grandma’s bedroom. There are three rooms on the second floor, one for him, one for food, and one for parents.

  The sound of cleaning sounded, Xu Yanguan looked back at the busy Liu Fufeng, feeling unstoppable warmth in his heart.

   Here, there is a taste of home again.

  After cleaning for a while, Xu Yanguan went to wash the pot and boiled some water for them to wash their hair and take a bath.

  Being busy for a while, he always had to go and see Liu Fufeng.

  He remembered that Liu Fufeng said that she could not engage in long-term sports. In fact, Liu Fufeng did work for a while and rested for a while.

  In the afternoon, they went to the mountain together to clean Zhao Jinxiu's grave.

  Xu Yanguan leaned against the grave and talked intermittently for a while.

   "Mom, your son won't continue to be confused."

   "Mom, I like Liu Fufeng, she is very good, really good. She and her mother are also poor people, both were hurt by that criminal."

  (end of this chapter)