Wu Xie turned around stiffly and walked forward without looking back, but his mind was filled with mixed thoughts...

He was my own son, how could I not love him? It was just that I couldn’t see him in the capital in the past few years, and when I was able to meet him later, I was so sick. . .

He was afraid that his illness would drag him down, and he was also afraid that he would die after being dragged down. Xiao Gong was so young that he didn't even have the thought.

So I can only stay away from him as much as possible, so that when I die one day, he won't be too sad...

Now, Xiao Sheng said that she can live to be ninety-nine, so she can accompany him forever...

Watch him get married and have children, and hope he lives a long life.

Wu Xie thought of the boy's ugly look just now, and couldn't help but curl his lips: Brat! He has grown up so fast, and his eyebrows and eyes look a bit like Wan Niang.

“Knock knock knock!”

While Wu Xie was lost in thought, he knocked on the broken wooden door of the cowshed.

"Wait!" An impatient and familiar voice came from inside the door.

When Wu Xie heard the voice from deep in his memory, he actually felt a little homesick and uneasy.

The mentor whom he respected so much was just across the door!

This meeting from another world was as beautiful as a dream.

Su Qishan was giving homework to Lu Hao. He knew that the boy was smart. He hadn't had any students to torture for so many years, and he felt itchy for a while. He finally didn't have to deal with those beasts who couldn't understand human language day and night. He had students again!

There were four of them at once, and it was quite hectic!

He put down the pen in his hand and went out to open the door for that debt collector. What was this damn guy doing here again, disturbing his work?

He was dissatisfied in his heart, but he was also not idle. He walked to the door while muttering:

"Xiaotang, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but when you have nothing to do, read more books instead of coming to me all day. What's the point of doing so much work every day? You're not as smart as the little deer. If you ask me, you've been spoiled by Xiaoxie since you were a child, you..."

After opening the door and seeing the man standing at the door through the kerosene lamp in his hand, his voice suddenly stopped: Who is this!

Su Qishan thought he was dazzled, so he raised his sleeves and rubbed his eyes vigorously, then raised the kerosene lamp in his hand a little higher to look carefully. When he confirmed that the person in front of him was his beloved disciple whom he had been thinking about day and night, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide and muttered to himself:

"I told you, Xiao Xie is not a good name. He has already walked ahead of me..."

Then he turned and walked into the house: "His father is the same. He had to give him such a name. Isn't it weird? I can see Xiao Xie's soul..."

Wu Xie saw the man walking back in despair and hurried to catch up with him. He followed him quietly and listened to his mumbling. At this moment, he wanted to say:

Teacher, I'm not dead...

Also, what time is it now? How dare you talk about ghosts and spirits? Fortunately, there is only Big Yellow Ox here, otherwise he would have to go to great lengths to silence him...

But how come the teacher has aged so much? I think of what Xiao Gong said on the road.

"Dad, you have to be prepared. Your teacher's head is as bald as a light bulb..."

Wu Xie couldn't help but look at the old man's head, feeling mixed emotions: Once I accept this setting...

Seeing that Su Qishan was about to enter the house and close the door, Wu Xie couldn't help but shout, "Teacher."

Su Qishan's body trembled, and his back was wet with cold sweat:

"Ghosts can talk? When I was a kid, my grandma told me to run away if I saw a ghost, because ghosts can't talk... Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

Wu Xie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. All the bitterness that had just been brewing in his heart disappeared. His teacher had grown old and become a naughty boy!

He said helplessly: "Teacher, I'm not dead. Please take a good look at me..."

Su Qishan pretended not to hear, and Wu Xiegui continued:

"Really? I'm staying at Xiao Sheng's house now. If you don't believe me, go ask her. My son Wu Gong is still at the door. How about I call him in for you?"

Su Qishan turned around when he heard Lu Wensheng and Wu Gong. The man standing in the yard was the same as before, without any change.

Su Qishan rushed forward and tentatively held Wu Xie's hand. Yes, it was warm, and it was indeed a living person. He quickly asked:

"You...how do you know I'm here? How did you get here? Has anyone seen you? Where have you been all these years? Where's your father? How do you know Xiaolu? You..."

Su Qishan seemed to have endless questions to ask. This was the student he was most proud of in his life! If it hadn't happened, this child wouldn't have suffered so much...

She looked him up and down with tears in her eyes: "Didn't you have lung disease? Are you well now?"

Wu Xie quickly comforted him when he saw how excited he was. Xiao Tang said that the teacher was old and had not been in good health in recent years. He was afraid that he would get excited and fall over...

When he gets back, he will have to ask Xiao Sheng for the water. He has already sold Xiao Gong to her. He has also sold himself to her. If that doesn't work, he might as well sell his father too!

A family should be in good order...

Wu Laoxianer: You are such a filial son, you will kill me with your filial piety!

Wu Xie has already decided to "sell his father to save him". Su Qishan is still worried about his poor lungs and needs him to eat and drink well.

While he was distracted, Su Qishan pulled him into the house, and he watched him dig out a small water jar and a milk powder can from the soil?

As he looked at her in shock, she went to the outer room and fetched an enamel bowl. She scooped several spoonfuls of milk powder into the bowl, then carefully opened the lid of the small water tank and poured water into it to mix with the milk powder.

After it was ready, she pushed the powdered milk in front of him and urged him like offering a treasure: "Drink it quickly. Drink it quickly. Xiaolu said that drinking this is good for your health."

Wu Xie couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. He hugged the person in front of him and cried loudly on his back like Xiaotang.

Seeing my mentor who was once full of vigor and vitality become a skinny and hunchbacked old man, I would not hesitate to give him the best things even if I am still struggling in the quagmire...

Su Qishan patted his back soothingly and sighed silently. It was all his fault that he had implicated him!

How could he not feel pity for a brilliant and elegant man like Wu Xie who had such a fate?

"It's all over. Xiaolu said it will be fine." After holding it in for a long time, he finally uttered this meaningless sentence.

After crying, he felt much better. Wu Xie wiped his tears and sat down. For a moment, he was afraid to look up at people. He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky in his heart: Fortunately, Xiao Gong didn't follow me...

Su Qishan didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not, and picked up the bowl of thick milk on the table and handed it to him:

"Drink it quickly. You'll still have energy to cry after drinking it. People who don't know would think I'm dead!"

Wu Xie was in a dilemma as to whether to drink the milk or not. After a long while, he managed to utter: "You are still so venomous."

Su Qishan laughed when he heard this: "Hahaha, okay! I won't say any more."

He was so happy to know that Xiao Xie was still alive. Did you see that? This was his person, his most proud work in his life!