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Chapter 422 Dad's Diary

"What? My dad's last wish?"

After hearing Bai Xiaoer's words, Niu Li was stunned at first, and then her face was full of disbelief. Why didn't her father tell her if he had a lasting wish, but instead asked an outsider to convey it?

Bai Xiaoer said solemnly: "That's right, when Secretary Niu came to Wolong Town, I happened to be doing official duties with me."

"Secretary Niu at that time might have had a premonition, so he entrusted me with two things and sent them to this day!"

Niu Li stared blankly at Niu Kaiguo's body: "What's the matter?"

Bai Xiaoer looked around and saw that there were no outsiders. Then he said softly: "The first thing is Secretary Niu's last wish that day."

"Secretary Niu once said that his life was bumpy and displaced, and his hometown no longer existed. He did not want to continue to bumpy after his death. He hoped to be buried in the Wolong Mountains on the spot! Because this was also a place where he fought for!"

As soon as this statement came out, both Guyuan and Quwen were quite surprised.

In fact, it is the most suitable choice to bury the National Cemetery at the level of Niu Kaiguo. However, as Niu Kaiguo said, this is the place where he once fought, and the 118 fortifications are credited to Niu Kaiguo.

It is reasonable to say that it is buried in Wolong Mountain.

After a while of silence, Niu Li nodded and said, "I respect my father's last wish!"

Seeing this, Bai Xiaoer nodded: "The second thing is Secretary Niu asked me to hand over something to you!"

As he said that, Bai Xiaoer took out a book wrapped in cloth from his arms and handed it to Niu Li.

Niu Li took it blankly, peeling off the cloth layer by layer, revealing a somewhat yellowed day book.

Niu Li opened the first page of her diary and saw a line of powerful pen letters: "Dad's Diary"

Seeing the four words behind, Niu Li smiled as if she had hesitated for a long time before carefully drawing a simple drawing.

In the simple drawing, there was a stupid father. A little girl with a pigtail was holding her father's ears, which was quite playful.

When I opened the first page of the diary, my text was a little nervous and sloppy.

On July 21, 1989, the weather was sunny.

"Today is a special day. I became a father. I didn't expect that as a father, I was both happy and nervous"

On August 21, 1989, the weather was cloudy.

"My daughter is full of the moon today. I want to hug her but I don't dare. Looking at her pink and tender appearance, I'm afraid that the calluses on my hands will hurt her."

On November 1, 1989, the weather was cloudy.

"Lily peed all over me today, looking at her giggling. Although the weather is cloudy, my heart is still clear."

On March 12, 1992, the weather was sunny.

"Lily's mother is gone, and Lily has no mother from now on, I want to take good care of her."

....

On May 1, 1999, the weather was cloudy.

"I was wrong today. I couldn't help but get angry at Lily. She was angry and hadn't eaten for two meals. I regret it and feel sorry for the rebellious child, maybe I listen to my mother's words."

A thick diary is like a book carved into a book from the past, and every page is a memory and memory of the past.

Looking at the tone of her father who was completely different from her usual father in her diary, Niu Li's eyes were full of smiles. She had never seen such a father before.

The diary has never been interrupted for a day from Niu Li's birth to Niu Li's marriage, and the chronological order has been maintained for nearly thirty years.

As the thick diary became thinner and thinner, Niu Li, who had originally opened the diary, would laugh from time to time, because it recorded many embarrassing and interesting things that she didn't know.

But as he grew older, Niu Li's smile became less and less, and in the end he was left with only deep self-blame.

July 7, 2016.

"Lily is growing up. Today I am going to be picked up by a brat from me. I am very reluctant, but I know that if a girl is older than a grandma, I am not a competent father over the years and owe Lily too much. I hope this brat will be better to Lily in the future."

When she saw this, Niu Li couldn't help but shed tears because she knew that the incompetent person had always been herself.

Until the end of the diary, it was the last words written by Niu Kaiguo.

"Lily, when you see this diary, I am no longer alive. Don't be sad, don't be sad. It's said that people are rare in the age of seventy. I have been greedy for several years and I am very content."

"Do you know when the happiest time of my life? It was the first time you called dad. Family affection is so magical that it can make two people closely connect across time."

"I admit that I am not a competent father. I am not good at speaking, have a bad temper, and can't let you say something in your heart like your mother. But my poor Lily has no mother at the age of three, and only me, the old-fashioned father, you must have been unhappy over the years."

"I regret that you and I are always together, missed your childhood and missed your graduation ceremony."

"It's the first time my dad is a dad. I don't know how to raise children. Lily is so happy to grow up safely and is so outstanding."

"From the future, I will be happy with Qu Wen. I will always look like a parent. The road ahead is still long. I am very sorry, I can't go with you anymore. Forgive my father."

Seeing this, Niu Li could no longer help but burst into tears, holding the diary in her arms tightly and she burst into tears.

Qu Wen empathized with it, silently blocked Niu Li in her arms, and gave her some sense of security with her chest.

Gu Yuan also turned around in a panic and couldn't bear to watch this scene. Perhaps all the fathers in this world are like this, with tough appearance and softness in their hearts.

Due to face, it is more important than words. It never mentions it actively, but it accumulates deeper and deeper in the depths.

In fact, every father’s love for his children is no less than that of his mother, he just doesn’t know how to express and present it.

Everyone in the room left the room tacitly, leaving time and space to Niu Li.

Bai Xiaoer took out a cigarette and handed it to Gu Yuan. Gu Yuan, who had quit smoking for a long time, hesitated for a while and took it.

"You don't feel uncomfortable in this situation, right?" Bai Xiaoer asked.

Gu Yuan knew what Bai Xiaoer was referring to. He died of both his parents since childhood, and he was the most shameful parting of life and death.

"I've been used to it long ago," Gu Yuan shook his head and responded.

Bai Xiaoer also shook his head and refuted: "Habit? No one can get used to separation from life and death!"

"Everyone who leaves close to others will leave a scar in his heart. After experiencing too much, the scars in his heart will be covered with. Maybe he feels ugly, and he will no longer be easily seen."

As he said that, Bai Xiaoer pointed to his chest and said, "It's not that the scar is gone, it's that he's used to enduring it silently!"
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