How she wanted to continue cuddling on her father's shoulders and acting coquettishly like she did when she was a child, but she was still there, she had just grown up, but her father was gone. She would always have a father she could rely on.
Her father couldn't wait for them to grow up, couldn't wait for them to start a family and start a business, and couldn't see the moment when his daughter put on her wedding dress.
Tian Yuan burst into tears. She always had to be hindsight. Only now did she know why Tian Biao wanted her to be strong. It was because he wanted her to support the family alone from now on, and support the Tian family who lost her father.
However, Tian Yuan really wanted to ask her father, how could he, who loved her so much, be willing to let her bear such a big worry with such a weak shoulder?
In the past, he felt sorry for her for a long time even if she accidentally touched her foot. Why was it just this time? But he didn't know he felt sorry for her? He felt sorry that she didn't have the courage to continue to be strong?
It was just one night in the Tian family. When I came in again, it was completely lonely, and crying was the only sound in the entire Tian family.
On the coffee table in the living room, Tian Biao's special teacup was still there. As soon as he entered the door, he seemed to be able to see him drinking tea and reading the newspaper in this teacup.
I don't know if it was an illusion or real, but the tea cup was still steaming, as if the tea drinker had just put down the tea cup and walked away for a few steps, as if he would be back soon.
On the table, a wooden box suddenly appeared there. Li Shufen hugged the wooden box and almost fainted from crying. Tian Maochun sat quietly aside, not crying, not understanding, not laughing, as quiet as a puppet.
There was no life. Beside him, Tian Maoxing stood there blankly, his hands hanging weakly on both sides of his legs, and his eyes were red.
"Uncle~Uncle~ come back soon~"
Sisi kept crying in Li Qin's arms. The young and hazy child didn't know that death means that a person turns into a pile of ashes in a box, and then those who miss him will never see him again in his life.
Not seeing him is death.
And the person who would touch her head and laugh and joke with her will never appear again, and the promise he has not fulfilled with her will never be fulfilled again.
Huang Xiuzhu helped Tian Yuan walk through the door. No one in the room noticed the four people walking in. The atmosphere was filled with sobbing, choking and crying, and the silence was terrifying.
"Dad~"
Tian Yuan stumbled and almost fell down. Even now, she still feels that she just had a nightmare, a nightmare that frightened her.
However, the urn and the crying forced her to see reality clearly and face reality.
Her father is not tall or stalwart, but he is not thin either. Years of hard work in his youth only made his back a little bent, but now he is put into a small box and finished.
His hard life.
The sound of "Dad" made Li Shufen, who was holding the urn, suddenly move. Her hands never let go of the urn. She always felt that only in this way could she feel better, as if Tian Biao had not left.
Li Shufen has been thinking about her and Tian Biao's life.
She and Tian Biao were introduced by a matchmaker in the countryside. They got married in the 1970s without love. The first time they met was when Tian Biao followed the matchmaker to her home. She was only eighteen years old that year.