Starting from the day he ran away from home, he wrote down on paper the birthdays of his mother and three children, some news he heard about them, his thoughts, and all his care and concern for them.
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Sincerely, with handwriting blurred by tears...
This is enough to show that he is a kind and righteous person who has never forgotten this family and has never forgotten...
After leaving Lengzhai, Haitang led Lao Tian to Qiaotou Village.
Along the way, Lao Tian's face was gloomy, with dark circles under his eyes and a tired face, indicating that he had not slept a wink all night.
"Maybe there are some things that you can't expect, but don't be too sad..." Haitang comforted Lao Tian.
"Being alive is better than anything else. I would rather die by myself than suffer the consequences of Datong's mother." The reason why Lao Tian didn't sleep all night was because of this.
Today he deliberately put on his old clothes, the ones he wore the year he ran away from home. Over the years, they had become white after washing and had many patches patched, but he was still reluctant to throw them away, and even regarded them as treasures.
Because this dress was worn by him when he married Datong Niang, and she had made it for him with her own hands.
The lady has the thread in her hand and the husband has the shirt on his body. How could he be willing to throw it away?
Haitang could tell that Lao Tian was a nostalgic person.
Lao Tian went to see Datong Niang with a heavy heart. Datong Niang was also waiting for Lao Tian with a heavy heart.
They both thought the other person wouldn't survive for a few days...
If they didn't use this method, they wouldn't be able to meet each other at all. The meeting would be like a life and death party...
Although Haitang felt uncomfortable looking at Lao Tian's sad heart, she couldn't expose it at this time.
On the way, Lao Tian bought several boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes at an inconspicuous place.
"She likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake in this shop is the closest in taste to the one made by Datong mother..." Lao Tian sighed. He didn't stop sighing all the way.
Since Lao Tian ran away from home, Datong's mother never made sweet-scented osmanthus cake again. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree bloomed and fell every year, and she just watched it...
I ate a piece of Begonia. It was really delicious. I really should let my mother-in-law pick it up again to make a living.
The two of them talked about Datong's mother along the way.
Unknowingly, we arrived at the entrance of Qiaotou Village.
At this time, Lao Tian slowed down, and Haitang found that his hands holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake were trembling...
"Are you okay..." Haitang helped him to stand firm.
"It's okay, I haven't been here for many years. The sweet-scented osmanthus is still there, but the human face is about to fade away..." Lao Tian said with emotion.
He had thought about the scenery of Qiaotou Village countless times, and dreamed of it countless times. This place was as unreal as in a dream. Did he really come back?
Only when I set foot on this land did I realize that this is the place I wanted to come to most.
It is your own home, your real home, the place where fallen leaves return to their roots...
He doesn't even want to leave anymore, never wants to leave...
"Begonia, when I die, you can bury Datong and I together under the big osmanthus tree behind our house. Can you promise me?" Lao Tian asked.
"I promise you, I will definitely do it." Haitang said.
"Then I'll be relieved." Lao Tian said.
Haitang thought to herself, I'm afraid I have to wait twenty or thirty years to do this. This mother-in-law is in good health and has no serious illness. She is living happily every day. This old Tian has been cured of his old illness and is reunited with his wife. Then