After taking a closer look, the old man was stunned.
He stared at Li Song in disbelief for a long time.
He opened and closed his mouth, and finally made a sound: "Song, Song Ge'er~~~"
Although Li Song still had some resentment in his heart, he couldn't help but take a step forward when he saw his father lying on the bed in front of him, who was so thin that only a bag of bones was left.
"You, what's wrong?"
Li Song was a little bit unbelievable. Are these still his parents?
How did it become like this?
Old man Li grabbed Li Song's hand and looked him up and down several times.
"Okay, okay, as long as you're okay."
As he spoke, he began to cry.
"By the way, where are Wanniang and the children? Are they... okay?"
After saying this, she was a little afraid to look her son in the eye.
Speaking of the children, Li Song thought of the scene when he and Wanwan knelt down and begged their parents to treat the children.
He said coldly: "It's fine, they are all fine."
Old man Li was keenly aware of his son's change of mood. He continued tearfully, "It's all right, it's all right! We two old men have gotten our comeuppance, our comeuppance!"
After crying for a while, he wiped his tears and said, "Song'er, go now. Knowing that you are all right, your mother and I will have no regrets if we die."
Li Song asked woodenly: "You, what's wrong with your leg?
Why are you lying in bed all the time?
Old Mrs. Li wiped her tears and said, "Your father, your father's leg is broken. He was beaten to pieces by the refugees.
If I hadn’t met Huzi and Shuanzi, I would have died.”
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