Chapter 96 You are old now, you look ugly when you cry
Duan Duohai stood up in surprise and joy, and tried his best to pull the "fish" up.
He finally had the chance to show off in front of his son, so he couldn't go home empty-handed. Thinking of the admiring look in his son's eyes when he was a child, he hadn't seen it for a long time.
Seeing that he was swaying from side to side and pulling hard with some effort, Duan Anluo felt a little soft-hearted and walked over to lend a hand to help.
Duan Duohai was delighted: playing with him really worked, his son still cared about him. He thought to himself that he was actually quite good at coaxing children.
"It's so heavy, it must be a big fish! I heard from the boss that there are fish weighing seventy or eighty kilograms in it!" Duan Duohai said excitedly while exerting force.
Duan Anluo nodded expressionlessly: "Yeah, it's very big."
But when the "fish" gradually surfaced, Duan Duohai was stunned - why did it look like a woven bag?
Duan Anluo asked calmly, "Dad, have you been unlucky lately?"
"No, it's quite normal..."
The two men dragged the woven bag to the shore. A hole had been gnawed in it by the fish, and a small piece of pale bone had been exposed near the hole. At this moment, two small black fish jumped out from it.
After seeing this, Duan Duohai felt like a piece of ice was added to boiling water, and his excited expression instantly turned cold.
Duan Anluo glanced at him and said calmly, "Dad, you must have been suffering from bad luck recently."
Duan Duohai had a bitter face. He was so unlucky!
Duan Anluo originally wanted to scare the old man, but unexpectedly, Duan Duohai was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "How about opening it and taking a look? What if it's not human, but an animal?"
Duan Anluo couldn't help laughing and could only say, he is worthy of being my father, he is really brave.
"Call the police, stop looking." Duan Anluo saw the slight aura of death wrapped around the bag and was sure it was a human.
He took out his cell phone and silently dialed the police number. There was no dead air, no resentment, in broad daylight, ghosts dared not come out, even when ghosts had no memory, they still had to rely on the police.
Duan Duohai sighed. What the hell is this?
Soon, the police arrived. Among them, Duan Anluo recognized a familiar face at a glance. It was the young policeman who had handled the kidnapping case of Xun Xiao before.
The other party also recognized him, his eyes lit up, and blurted out: "Duan Da..."
Duan Anluo quickly stepped forward, shook the other person's hand, and naturally took over the conversation: "Hello, nice to see you again. This is my father, and he was the one who fished the woven bag. I'm a little scared, so you can ask him for details."
The young policeman immediately heard the hidden meaning and turned to Duan Duohai, smiling and greeting him: "Your father is really a very generous person, haha."
It was the first time Duan Duohai had heard of someone praising their father for his "extraordinary demeanor" because of his son. It was a strange feeling. While feeling somewhat happy, he couldn't help but wonder: How could An Luo be so familiar with the police?
"Any other findings?" the police officer asked while recording.
Duan Anluo's mind moved slightly, and Xiaobai hidden in his pocket slipped into the water again and swam back quickly.
"Yes," Duan Anluo said calmly, "Comrade police officer, I think I caught something. It looks like a machete."
The police were stunned: How could a machete be hung on a fishhook?
Duan Anluo pulled up the fishing rod expressionlessly, only to see a yellow eel suddenly leap out of the water, tightly clutching a rusty machete that looked like the kind used to chop meat at the market. With a "snap," the eel and the machete fell to the shore, its tail lashing out twice.
This scene shocked even the experienced police.
"This, can't be the tool used in the crime?"
"Hurry up, take it back for testing!"
Duan Anluo looked at his father and said, "I've been very lucky recently. I was able to fish out the tools used in the crime. I'm really amazing."
Duan Duohai: "..."
The parent-child game was forced to be interrupted. Duan Duohai was in no mood to fish anymore. Looking at his hands, he really began to doubt himself. Could he be really unlucky recently? Otherwise, how could he encounter such a thing?
Moreover, this is a private fishing ground, contracted by someone, so how could there be a corpse?
When Duan Duohai thought of the small hole torn by the fish on the woven bag, he felt nauseous. He estimated that he would think of this scene every time he ate fish in the future and would never want to eat fish again.
Duan Anluo looked at his father's lost expression, and the last bit of resentment in his heart disappeared. He stopped trying to scare him and said, "Next time, you can invite me to go horseback riding."
Duan Duohai was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly looked a little embarrassed. He didn't even know what his children liked, neither of them knew.
The atmosphere at home had been strange these days. He felt as though his wife and son were hiding something from him, but he couldn't find out anything.
His wife seemed to have reached menopause. She used to be gentle as water, but now she was becoming more and more irritable. He didn't dare to ask any more questions.
The eldest son is nowhere to be seen all day long, devoting himself to his career; the youngest son is even more indifferent to him and it is rare for him to even see him.
Even when he went to the company, he couldn't help out. His eldest son managed everything so neatly that there was no room for him to show his abilities.
Just as he was lost in thought, his foot slipped and he fell backwards suddenly with a cry of "Ouch". The moment he touched the ground, Xiaobai supported him with his tail, relieving most of his strength.
"Dad!" Duan Anluo's face changed and he rushed to his side almost instantly.
Although Duan Duohai was dazed after the fall, he felt warm in his heart when he looked up and saw his son's anxious expression. His son still cared about him.
Immediately afterwards, countless images rushed into his mind. Originally, the fall was not a big deal, but the impact on his mind was too great. Duan Duohai felt a splitting headache, his vision went black, and he fainted.
Duan Anluo panicked. His father's age was considered longevity in the past. If he got hurt from the fall, how would he explain it to his mother?
Xiaobai stared at his tail, bewildered: "It's clearly holding it up, is the old man really that fragile?"
The policeman nearby rushed over to help: "We have a car, rush to the hospital! Call an ambulance!"
Duan Anluo forced himself to calm down and took his father's pulse, but felt something strange: there was nothing wrong with his body, as if he was asleep.
He called out twice in a low voice, and Duan Duohai's eyelids moved, but he didn't respond. He didn't dare to delay and rushed to the hospital.
On the way, Duan Anluo called Duan Antang and said, "Brother, Dad fainted."
Duan Anlang, who was always calm, stood up suddenly and asked: "Have you called an ambulance?"
"Yes, they are rushing to the hospital, and the police are helping."
"Police?" Duan Antang asked as he walked out quickly, "Didn't you go fishing?"
Duan Anluo explained, "We were fishing together...but he caught a dead body."
"Frightened and fainted?"
"He didn't faint from shock. He was distracted while talking to me, slipped and fell, and then he suddenly fainted, as if he had fallen asleep."
"I understand. Take him to the hospital first, and I'll be there soon. Don't tell Mom yet."
"good."
When Duan Anlang rushed to the hospital, Duan Duohai had already been taken in for examination. Duan Anluo rushed over to him anxiously: "Brother!"
Duan Antang patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Duan Anluo's heart suddenly felt at ease.
He couldn't help but think: If I didn't scare the old man, would everything be fine?
But my father didn't seem afraid at the time; he even wanted to open it and take a look. He had read his father's fate: there would be a hurdle at seventy-eight, but if he could get over it, he could live to over ninety, so there shouldn't be any problem now.
When the doctor came out, Duan Antang immediately stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, how is my father?"
The doctor replied, "We've checked him out, and he's fine. He's just like asleep. His brain is very active, and he's been dreaming. He's conscious and responding when you call his name. He'll probably wake up in a little while, so don't worry."
Duan Anluo breathed a sigh of relief: "What kind of disease is this?"
Duan Anlang suddenly realized something and asked softly, "Have you and Dad... reconciled?"
Duan Anluo was a little embarrassed: "Looking at the wrinkles on his face and the white hair, I don't want to be angry with him anymore."
Duan Anlang immediately understood.
The key to the awakening of those memories lies in Duan Anluo's attitude.
Whoever Duan Anluo identifies with, that person in his family will remember those memories, so he and his mother already had those memories.
Duan Anluo and his father had always been at odds with each other, so his father didn't know anything.
My father should have remembered it by now, but I don’t know why he fainted. Could it be that he was trying to catch up and remembered too much and couldn’t handle it all at once?
Duan Anlang didn't say anything, and comforted Duan Anluo: "Since the doctor said it's okay, it shouldn't be a big problem."
He said gently: "Maybe he will wake up soon, don't worry."
Duan Anluo nodded. He could sense that the other party's life breath was stable, so he could only wait.
When Duan Duohai woke up, it was already midnight.
The eldest son sat on the sofa beside the bed, watching over him.
The youngest son fell asleep beside his arm.
Seeing that he woke up, Duan Anlang stood up immediately, and Duan Duohai waved his hand to signal him not to speak.
Looking down at Duan Anluo's sleeping face, he raised his hand, wanting to touch his son's head. He didn't know whether he was afraid of waking him up or out of guilt, so he didn't dare to do so.
Finally, he clenched his fists and his eyes became moist.
Duan Anluo sensed a change in the surrounding atmosphere and woke up from his light sleep. When he looked up, he saw Duan Duohai's moist eyes. The emotions in these eyes were too complicated for Duan Anluo to distinguish for a moment, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Duan Duohai slowly shook his head, raised his hand, touched Duan Anluo's cheek, and couldn't control his tears and fell.
"Dad is sorry."
Duan Anluo was speechless. "Don't cry. You're so old, it's ugly to cry..."
Duan Duohai: "..."
Very good, I have been angry with him since I was a child, and I still am angry with him now that I have grown up.
He also began to blame himself. In his previous life, Duan Anluo ended up like that, and there was also a problem with how he got the word.
Duan Anluo, courtesy name Qingyan. Both Qing and Luo represent water, signifying a clear mind and a bright heart. Yan is taken from the idiom "clear rivers and peaceful seas, peaceful times and abundant harvests." Unexpectedly, his words came true, as this foolish child sacrificed his life to ensure the safety of the country.
The courtesy name should be Duan Ping'an, Duan Baisui, or Duan Goudan, which is better than Duan Qingyan.
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