Chapter 123 He Should Have Had Half of This Love
Secretary Jin and Fu Quening were standing at the gate of their rented yard, while Xiaohui and Old Man Chen were also standing at the gate of their own yard.
The four of them took in the entire scene that had just happened. Xiaohui and Old Man Chen then understood what kind of entanglement there was between Su Yumian and that person.
Old man Chen slowly shook his head and sighed, then patted Xiaohui on the shoulder and said, "It's time to go out to the stall."
Xiaohui took a deep look at Fu Quezhou, who was kneeling in the open space as if he had been forgotten by the whole world.
That lonely and desolate figure made him feel as if he saw the scene when his father was abandoned by his mother.
He felt a pang of pain in his heart and turned around silently to help Old Man Chen lift the fish bucket onto the tricycle.
After locking the door, the grandfather and grandson rode on a tricycle and passed by the kneeling Fu Quezhou.
Not until the car body gradually disappeared from sight did Secretary Jin slowly walk to Fu Quezhou's side, squatted down and said, "Mr. Fu, let's... go back."
Fu Quening also came over and reminded Fu Quezhou in his ear, "Brother, don't worry. There is still a chance to save the situation. Didn't you say that my sister-in-law's father is still alive? Then bring his father here. Then my sister-in-law will believe what you said is true."
A word awakened Fu Quezhou from his dream, and he suddenly woke up. His dim eyes gradually brightened up.
right!
He was only concerned with seeking Su Yumian's forgiveness, how could he forget such a crucial person!
There is no time to lose, he has to hurry back to Hezhou.
Thinking of this, he quickly got up and walked towards the car.
Secretary Jin saw this and held down his hand as he was about to open the driver's door, saying, "Let me drive. You haven't slept in two days."
Seeing him standing there motionless, Fu Quening said, "Brother, just listen to Secretary Jin. No matter how anxious you are, we are still hundreds of kilometers away. Since my sister-in-law is here, she won't run away."
Hearing this, Fu Quezhou stopped being stubborn, let go of the car door handle, and sat in the back seat.
Secretary Jin drove the car, Fu Quening sat in the passenger seat, and the three of them set out on their return journey again.
As the car body swayed slightly, Fu Quezhou, who had not slept for two days, finally couldn't hold on any longer and gradually fell asleep with the slight swaying. However, his sleep was not sound and he was always in a half-asleep and half-awake state.
Secretary Jin saw through the rearview mirror that Fu Quezhou was asleep and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Glancing at Fu Quening, Secretary Jin smiled for the first time and jokingly said, "Young Master, you call me sister-in-law quite smoothly. Don't forget that Mr. Su is a man."
Hearing this, Fu Quening looked up at Fu Quezhou in the rearview mirror and let out a wry smile.
"When I heard you say my brother was going to commit suicide because of him, I guessed what their relationship was..."
He paused, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the ring on his index finger, and murmured, "There is only one sexual orientation in this world, and that is what the heart desires, so... I don't reject this kind of feeling."
He retracted his gaze and looked out the window. After a few seconds, he continued leisurely, "Actually, my brother has had a very hard life. He's been hated and rejected by his parents since he was a child, and even dating has been so full of twists and turns. To be honest, I feel really sorry for him."
Secretary Jin naturally knew that Fu Quezhou had a miserable life. He was abandoned by his parents at a young age and was put in a mental hospital.
He saw everything Fu Quezhou went through.
But now when he heard Fu Quening say sorry to his brother, he was a little confused.
"Why do you think so?"
Fu Quening stared at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, his chin resting on his hand as he spoke, "My parents gave all their love to me, but they didn't care about my brother at all."
"I never thought about it before... While my parents bought me new toys and took me to the amusement park, how did my brother survive alone in that mental hospital full of crazy people..."
"He should have received half of this love."
Secretary Jin was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Fu Quening could say such words at such a young age.
He curled his lips slightly and praised generously, "Young Master has grown up."
Fu Quening was stunned, looked out the window and said nothing more.
A few hours later, the three finally arrived at Qijia Village, Wei County, Wen City.
The car stopped in front of the small house rented by Su's father. Secretary Jin woke Fu Quezhou up and said, "Mr. Fu, we have arrived at the village of Qijia."
“…Okay, got it.”
Fu Quezhou slowly opened his eyes, the red bloodshot in his eyes had not diminished at all. In fact, he had woken up a long time ago and had heard the entire conversation between Secretary Jin and Fu Quening.
At this moment, he looked deeply at the back of Fu Quening's head. He had only spent more than a year with this blood-related brother.
He said they had a brotherly relationship, but in fact he was using Fu Quening more.
It is indeed a bit unreasonable to force a child who has just entered college to take over the family business for a year.
Fu Quening was completely unaware of his brother's guilt towards him. He opened the car door and got out to knock.
After knocking for a long time, no one responded. He returned to the car and said to Fu Quezhou, "It seems he is not at home."
"Then wait until he comes back."
We waited for three hours, and it was already past six in the afternoon.
The sunset in the sky gradually turned into dark blue, and then a hunched figure slowly walked towards this side.
Father Su was holding a wooden stool in his hand, and his Liberation shoes were covered with sticky yellow soil.
He had just returned from the cemetery. It was June, and newly built graves were most likely to grow weeds, so he simply took a stool and went to pull out the weeds.
Only when he was weeding in the cemetery did he feel alive.
I pulled weeds while chatting with my wife and children who were sleeping in the grave. I did this every day for the past year.
Seeing a black car parked at the door at this time, Su's father was stunned. He looked at it for a while, then looked away and walked straight to the door.
Fu Quening was the first to see Father Su and asked, "Is that the man?"
Hearing this, Secretary Jin and Fu Quezhou looked up at the same time.
It’s not dark yet, so you can still see clearly.
But when Fu Quezhou saw that Su's father's originally dark hair had turned completely white, tears instantly welled up in his eyes.
For Su's father, the greatest tragedy in the world is to see a loved one die.
He opened the car door with trembling hands and got out, walking slowly towards Su's father.
Father Su saw someone walking towards him, turned around slowly, squinted his eyes and asked, "Who is it?"
Over the past year, Father Su's tears had long dried up, so when it gets dark, his eyesight is not very good and he can't see clearly.
Fu Quezhou slowly came to Su's father and saw how much older he had become in just three months. A deep sense of guilt made him kneel down slowly.
His voice rasped, "It's me."
Only then did Father Su see the other person's face clearly, and his tone suddenly became cold, "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here, please leave."
As he spoke, Father Su took out the key to open the door, then pushed the door open, walked in and was about to close it.
Seeing this, Fu Quezhou reached out and grabbed the door frame in a hurry.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the closed door hit Fu Quezhou's four fingers hard, and the piercing pain made him unable to help but groan.
"Well…!"
Father Su was stunned and hurriedly opened the door. He saw that the flesh on the back of Fu Quezhou's four fingers was sunken, and then blood slowly seeped out.
It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart, so you can imagine the pain.
Fu Quezhou's forehead was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out, but he remained kneeling and did not get up.
Seeing this, Father Su angrily scolded, "What are you doing? If you want to hurt yourself, don't do it in my house!"
Fu Quezhou withdrew his hand, which had been numb from the pain, and said with all his strength, "No... Uncle, I came here to tell you... Mianmian is still alive..."
As soon as these words came out, the expression on Su's father's face froze for a moment, and he obviously didn't believe what he said.
"Mr. Fu, I buried my son's ashes with my own hands. Now you tell me that Mianmian is still alive, do you believe it?"
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