Lin Jinshun looked at the pale person in front of him and couldn't believe that this was his daughter Lin Jiao.
She has changed so much.
In the past, Lin Jiao had a rosy face and was always in good health. She was like a fighting cock, with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth.
How could she look so weak now?
She was only 40 years old, and she felt like her body was shaky and about to fall down in the next second. She looked worse than an old man like him.
Lin Jiao was so sad that she was speechless when she saw her old father suddenly appearing.
She tried her best to control her emotions, but she still choked up.
Lin Jinshun looked at her and asked with a trembling voice, "Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you? What disease do you have?"
"Dad, it's nothing, I just have a cold, just a cold."
Lin Jiao was already crying.
Lin Jinshun looked at her, obviously not believing her words.
Lin Jiao hurriedly wiped her tears and changed the topic.
"Dad, why did you come back suddenly?"
"I heard that you live in the village, and I wanted to come over and have a look."
Lin Jinshun walked over to support Lin Jiao, tears streaming down his cheeks, "For so many years, I have been thinking about you. I didn't hear from you before, and I couldn't see you even if I wanted to. Now that you are living at home, I will come over.
.”
Lin Jiao was moved and saddened when she heard Lin Jinshun's words.
She didn't expect that her father was still thinking about her as an unfilial daughter.
She doesn't deserve it.
Lin Jiao couldn't control her emotions and started crying, and even knelt on the ground.
"Dad, thank you for coming to see me. I didn't expect that you would come back, and I didn't expect that I would see you again in this life. I was such an asshole before. I'm sorry for you. I don't have the face to see you."
She fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
"Dad, do you know? Every time I think about the past
The things you did, I just want to slap myself, I was a bastard before, I really don’t deserve to be your daughter, and I don’t deserve you to come see me."
She knew very well how much she had done to her relatives in the past, so for so many years, she never mentioned them and forced herself not to think about them.
She thought that her father and brother would just treat her as dead.
But fate played tricks on people, and it was her retribution. In the end, she had nowhere to go and returned here.
"Don't say that. I'm sorry for you. As a father, I have no future. If I could educate you well in the past, you wouldn't have gone astray. It's me who failed to fulfill my responsibility as a father. Over the years, I have also
Very guilty.”
Lin Jinshun helped Lin Jiao up, "Get up quickly, I see why you are so weak?
What's wrong with you?"
"Dad, I don't blame you. It's my mother who has a brain problem. In order to abuse Tang Min, she pampered me and indulged me, which made me ignorant of the world. But later, she ran to the city to find her alone.
She has a daughter, but she doesn’t take me seriously at all, I was harmed by her.”
Lin Jiao was emotional and burst into tears when she thought about the past.
It is said that a loving mother often loses her children. She really hated her, hated her mother, hated her for indulging her, and hated her for leading her astray.
Lin Jiao became more and more agitated, and her nose suddenly started to bleed.
"Jiaojiao, sit down quickly. Why do you have a nosebleed? What's going on with your body? Have you been to the hospital? I heard that you were taken away by an ambulance. Is it serious?"
Lin Jinshun asked several times about Lin Jiao's physical condition, but Lin Jiao avoided talking.
Xiaoyu on the side spoke,
"Grandpa, my mother
she………"
Lin Jiao interrupted Xiaoyu's words, looked at Lin Jinshun and replied hurriedly, "Dad, it's okay, I'm fine, it's just a minor problem."
She was afraid that Xiaoyu would talk too much, so she ordered her, "Xiaoyu, go and cook for your grandpa."
"How can you let such a young child cook?"
Lin Jinshun looked at the skinny little girl and inexplicably remembered Tang Min when he was a child.
When he was not yet Xiaoyu, he and Li Qiumei rushed to the kitchen to cook at this age.
In the past, the earthen stove at home was relatively high and Tang Min couldn't reach it, so he could only stand on a small bench.
His daughter had suffered in the past, so she was young, and by the way, the instructor did not let her do any work. Seeing Lin Jiao being so harsh on his daughter, he felt very uncomfortable. .??.??
Because he saw the shadow of Li Qiumei in Lin Jiao's body.
That's his nightmare.
Lin Jinshun refused to let Xiaoyu cook, so Lin Jiao could only struggle and walk out, "Then let me do it. You have to eat after coming all the way."
"You are so weak, how can you cook? You'd better sit down and I'll do it."
Lin Jinshun took the vegetable basket from Xiaoyu's hand and went directly to the kitchen.
Lin Jiao whispered to Xiaoyu,
"Xiaoyu, if your grandpa asks about my situation, don't tell him, you know? Just say I have a cold."
"Mom, why did you hide it from him?" Xiaoyu asked puzzledly.
Lin Jiao explained, "I don't want him to worry, and I can't drag him down."
"But you don't look like you have a cold at all. My grandpa will definitely notice it."
Xiaoyu looked at her with a helpless tone, no one would be like this with a cold.
"You just don't say anything.
, go and help your grandfather."
When Lin Yongqiang built the house, the kitchen was also designed to be very spacious and beautiful. Instead of repairing the old-fashioned stove, a gas stove was installed. However, because the villagers had to go to town to fill the gas tank, Lin Jiao and the others had trouble without a car. The gas stove was used.
After getting the decorations, they used electric woks to cook.
Lin Jinshun followed Uncle Li when he was in the hospital, and he learned to cook early. Moreover, Lin Yongqiang and Meiling were busy at work, and he was alone at home watching Weiwei in order to cook for his eldest granddaughter, so his cooking skills were pretty good.
Now he was making noodles very skillfully, and Xiaoyu was also chopping vegetables skillfully. They planned to make noodles.
"Xiaoyu, what happened to your mother?"
Lin Jinshun asked Xiaoyu.
Of course he could see that Lin Jiao was definitely not as simple as a cold. She was skinny and pale, and she had been sick for more than a day or two. It was definitely not caused by a cold.
He had stayed in the hospital for several years and had seen all kinds of patients. He knew that only people with serious illnesses would have Lin Jiao's complexion.
Xiaoyu didn't dare to look into Lin Jinshun's eyes and replied in a low voice, "My mother just has a cold."
"What about the ambulance?" Lin Jinshun remembered that the pillar in the village mentioned the ambulance, so he asked Xiaoyu again.
Xiaoyu thought for a long time before organizing her words, "Just... there was an aunt named Wang Ying. She came home to find a quarrel with my mother. The two of them had a very fierce quarrel at that time. The aunt even wanted to beat my mother. She
He pushed my mother down, and then my mother fainted. The aunt called an ambulance to take my mother to the hospital. The aunt was afraid of taking responsibility, so she called my uncle back."
"Your uncle?" Lin Jinshun stopped kneading the dough and looked at Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu said, "That's Uncle Yongqiang."
"You mean, Yongqiang has been here?" Lin Jinshun looked at Xiaoyu in disbelief and confirmed.