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Chapter Thirteen: Wounds of Aging

Chapter 13 The Injuries of Aging

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It was already half past two in the afternoon when he came out of Xie Jiaying's house. Thinking of the trip to Xie's house, Hanzi felt a little depressed. Although he was very ambitious now, he had to be serious about how to go in the future from now on.

I have thought about it, otherwise I would have to wait until I was in college to think about it. It is probably a bit late. I have extraordinary abilities. I don’t know if there are other special skills. There are more and more magical uses of Qianlong Jue. I must do it this holiday.

Make good use of it and dig out some other functions of Qianlong Jue to see if it may have any effect on your future.

Uncle Li drove the car very smoothly, and the Buick did not feel bumpy at all when driving on the uneven asphalt road. Uncle Li was very humorous and told one or two small jokes in the car from time to time to make the two of them happy, but the two of them were in the Xie Mansion.

He didn't ask a word about the matter, as if asking these things was a taboo for people like them.

The heating was on in the car, and after a while, both of them dozed off, and fell asleep. Liu Xinyi leaned on Hanzi, with a smile on her face, and her two little wine dimples were slightly exposed, looking very happy.

.

Uncle Li saw the two of them in the rear mirror and shook his head slightly. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he drove the car slower to make the car move forward more steadily.

The car slowly stopped, Hanzi and the two stepped forward gently, and then woke up.

"Uncle Li, are you here?" Hanzi asked. He looked up and saw that he had arrived at the gate of Shuize Junior High School.

Liu Xinyi's little face was as red as the morning glow because the heater was on in the car. She reluctantly left Hanzi's arms and sat up straight.

"Classmate Xiao Lu, where is your home? Should I send Miss Liu home first or you first?" Uncle Li asked.

"My house is in the row of buildings on the right. You can take Xiao Liu back first. Her house is inside the township government, just a few hundred meters in front. I can just get off the car here when I get back. It's not good to drive to the door of my house.

"Hanzi doesn't want his parents to see him coming back in such a luxurious car. Besides, the neighbors will definitely ask questions if they see him. That would be annoying."

"Okay." Uncle Li didn't say much, started the car and drove towards the township.

Liu Xinyi also got off the car at the gate of the township mansion, said thank you to Uncle Li, said goodbye to Hanzi, and then walked into the gate of the township mansion.

Uncle Li sent Hanzi to the side of the road. Hanzi got out of the car and politely asked him to come in and sit. Although he knew he would definitely not go, he still said it out of politeness. Uncle Li said a few polite words and then

He drove away. After driving forward for dozens of meters, the car suddenly accelerated and rushed forward like an arrow. It seemed that he was driving extremely slowly when he came back. This was when he was really driving.

level.

At this time, the sky was drizzling, the weather was very cold, there were few pedestrians on the road, and no one familiar with him saw him. Hanzi watched the Buick car speed away, and his mood was as dull as this ghost weather.

In the past six months, he suddenly had two more girlfriends. This may be a blessing to others, but to him, it should be said to be a burden. His shoulders seemed to be weighing a thousand pounds. There was a kind of

The dull feeling of being out of breath. Although he has an ideal, how to realize this ideal and how to fight for it is still unknown to him.

The cold winter rain passed over his face like cold wet hands, and he felt a chill from his skin seeping into his nerves. He became more awake. He took a deep breath, picked up the suitcase and pulled the pulley.

The suitcase went home.

"Grandpa, I'm back!" He was already shouting loudly when he was still dozens of meters away from his home.

"Hey, our Hanzi is back!" The old man's voice came from the front hall.

"Something seems wrong!" Hanzi heard a completely different voice than before. The previous voice was full and loud, but this voice already seemed very old.

He quickly caught up and stepped into the hall door, only to see an old and extremely weak body appearing in front of him.

"Grandpa -" Hanzi felt sad when he saw the old man in front of him who was already gray-haired, wrinkled, and his eyes were dull. He couldn't help but burst into tears. He never imagined that in this short time,

In just six months, the old man has turned into this. The semi-white hair, rosy complexion, and shiny skin that he had before no longer exist. The old man seems to have aged twenty years in the past six months.

Years old, looking so senile, how long does he have left?

"Hanzi, what's wrong? You burst into tears as soon as you entered the house. This doesn't seem to be your character." Although the old man is physically weak, his character does not seem to have changed. He is still optimistic and always smiling.

"Grandpa, how come you have aged so much after not seeing me for half a year? Hanzi felt sad when he saw it!" Hanzi choked with tears.

"Silly boy, birth, old age, illness and death are common for people. What's so strange about this? Grandpa is almost eighty years old. Even if he is buried in the ground now, it wouldn't be unfair. Didn't the ancients say, 'Seventy years of life are rare in ancient times', Grandpa

You are almost eighty now, what regrets do you have? Don’t be sad, grandpa still has energy and wants to see you go to college and wait to hold my great-grandson!" the old man said with a smile.

It can be seen from his smile that his optimism and open-mindedness are completely natural and come from his nature. He has not lost his will to survive because of his physical collapse. But Hanzi feels deep guilt in his heart.

He believed that the old man's rapid aging must be related to the last time he was burned by a fire. He had read many medical books and understood some medical principles. He knew that the old man's body would age easily after a serious setback.

But his idea is indeed correct. Since his disaster half a year ago, the old man's body has become worse and worse every day, and he is aging very fast. The aging rate of half a year is equivalent to the aging rate of more than ten years. Once the old man ages rapidly,

Aging means that the end of life is approaching and the functions of the body are getting weaker and weaker.

Affected by the old man's optimistic spirit, Hanzi's mood calmed down a little.

His mother, Meng Yuzhi, heard his voice inside and walked out. She smiled happily and said, "Hanzi, you are back. Oh, you seem to have grown a lot taller. You are more than a head taller than my mother."

Already."

Seeing his mother's appearance, Hanzi felt sad again. It turned out that not only his grandfather, but also his mother looked much older. He felt even more uncomfortable. Tears rolled in his eyes again, but this time he didn't let them flow out. He

I was also afraid that my mother would feel uncomfortable when she saw it, so she forced a smile and said: "Yes, Mom, I have grown a little taller, now I am 1.83 meters tall!"

"You have had a lot of hardships at school, right? The school food is not very good, so you must be hungry. I know you came back today and made a big plate of your favorite twice-cooked pork. You should eat more later.

." Meng Yuzhi took the suitcase from his hand and said.

When he got home, Hanzi didn't fight with her. He knew that his mother wanted to cut her own flesh to hurt him. He couldn't argue with her about these little things, otherwise she would be unhappy again.

"Yes, Mom, I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time. You don't know, but I think about coming back to eat the twice-cooked pork you cooked every day. Sometimes I drool on the pillow just thinking about it at night. When I wake up the next day, I realize

This is so ridiculous to me." Hanzi said exaggeratedly as he walked away.

He knew that his mother felt sorry for him, and of course he wanted his son to remember the dishes she cooked for him. He had matured a lot in the past six months, especially the epiphany he had today in Xie's house, which made him suddenly understand a lot of things. Again

Seeing that his grandfather and mother suddenly became so old, he became more determined in his ideal. He must become strong in the future so that his family no longer has to worry about him, and he must let them enjoy their old age in peace.

To be continued. Please collect, collect, collect and collect!


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