"This is fake, right?" Mo Tingzhu's voice trembled a little, and his ears were buzzing.
Tang Wan remained silent. This was the fact. Was she supposed to make up a lie to deceive him?
But if she really told the truth, she couldn't bear to do it.
Mo Tingzhu looked at her reaction and knew everything.
Unexpectedly, he was not that sad and arranged the funeral for Mo's mother in an orderly manner.
He kept vigil until the burial, and apart from being mentally exhausted, he did not feel any major discomfort and did not even shed many tears.
This was the first time Heng'er got angry with him. His little face was red from crying and his eyes were swollen for several days.
"Daddy, why aren't you sad at all that grandma is gone?! Grandma was so good to you and to us. Everyone else is sad, so why aren't you sad?"
"I hate you!"
Heng'er is just a child after all. The death of his relatives was a huge blow to him, and he spoke without thinking.
Sometimes, being too precocious is not a good thing.
While other children were still being fooled by the idea that people would go to paradise after death, he knew it clearly.
There is no paradise in this world. When people die, they are dead. They will not live again and there will be no next life. After a long time, they will only turn into a handful of yellow earth.
Mo Tingzhu looked at the small figure and said nothing. He just pursed his lips and insisted on completing the funeral.
He inevitably toasted with the guests, but he did not show any sadness. Instead, he kept smiling.
After the guests had left, he continued to ramble on and on to Tang Wan, "I was ignorant before, and caused my mother to suffer a lot because of me."
"My grandfather said that my mother used to be happy and full of life, like the wild grass that can never be burned in the mountains."
"But in my memory, my mother seemed to be tired all the time. Since my father passed away, she has smiled less and less."
"I know, sometimes she actually...actually can't laugh at all..."
But there was no other way, she had to make plans for her own children.
In fact, these were things his father should have done.
After all, although she is stronger than the average woman, her education since childhood did not teach her how to deal with those people.
She had no one to teach her, but she couldn't stop moving forward and could only grope her way forward step by step.
Because, he is still here.
"Actually, it's better for Mother to be gone. She doesn't have to worry about me anymore. She can go find Father."
"Only with her father can she live freely as she did before."
Mo Tingzhu talked incessantly, immersed in his own world. He just spoke without stopping, saying something here and there, and his words were incoherent.
Tang Wan called him, but he didn't respond at all. He just kept talking to himself. He was not talking or confiding in anyone at all, he was just talking to himself.
"Tingzhu, please don't be like this, okay? I...I'm a little scared."
"If you feel bad, just cry it out. Don't hold it in, it'll make you sick."
She stood up and hugged Mo Tingzhu in her arms, his head resting on the softest part of her waist.
She stroked the back of his neck again and again: "Don't keep it in your heart. If you are sad, tell me. You still have me."
After hearing this, the emotions that had been suppressed for many days finally broke like a string that had been pulled to the extreme.
He cried like a child, his arms around her, and almost collapsed and yelled: "Ah——"
Tears soaked her clothes, and he sobbed, revealing his vulnerable side: "Wanwan, I don't have a mother anymore, I don't have a mother anymore."
"But, but I haven't been filial to her yet. She hasn't even seen her beloved Heng'er get married. Why would she leave like this?"
"Wanwan, you know, my mother used to love eating candied crisps, so her figure is a little rounder than that of an average person. However, I asked the doctor who treated her."
"The doctor said that before she died, she could no longer swallow anything. Even when she was seriously ill, she felt the urge to vomit when she saw her favorite candies."
"Wanwan, I feel so bad. I don't know what to do. I don't think my mother would want to see me cry."
Heng'er's little head can't understand all the twists and turns of adults.
No matter how sad adults are, they won't show it, and sometimes they will pretend nothing happened.
But once you are alone, or once you have someone to rely on, the emotions that are forcibly suppressed will naturally cause you to collapse in an instant.
He didn't cry because, in that scene, he could only take charge of the overall situation and he had no one to rely on.
He didn't dare tell his grandparents the news. The pain in their hearts would be even greater than his own to see their loved ones die.
I can only bear it silently by myself.
Tang Wan just kept patting him, listening to his grievances, his sobs, and his pain.
However, seeing her beloved one in pain, she couldn't remain indifferent, so she couldn't help but shed tears.
The two people huddled together tightly. From then on, in this vast world, they were the only ones who could rely on each other.
..............
Decades have passed, and Heng'er has already married and had children. But when he thinks about the past, he still feels guilty.
At that time, he was too reckless and didn't consider his father's feelings at all.
He married a wife. Unlike him, his wife was a lively and cheerful girl who chattered every day, as if she had endless energy.
When she heard him talk about these past events, she would smile and comfort him, saying that when she was two or three years old, she was still playing in the mud and didn't know anything, but he was already doing very well.
Mo Jinheng always felt better after hearing these words of comfort.
The other two children also married wives, whom they chose themselves.
She and Mo Tingzhu paved the way for them. They didn't have to consider who to marry to maximize their benefits. They just needed to choose their loved one and spend the rest of their lives together.
Mo Tingzhu knew that Heng'er was calm and steady, so he passed the throne to him without hesitation, and he took Tang Wan out to have fun.
The other two brothers had no objections either.
After all, the eldest brother's ability is obvious to all. If one of them becomes the emperor, they will fight to the death.
Mo Tingzhu took Tang Wan to travel around the mountains and rivers, and also taught her to hunt, grow vegetables, and do some small business as a street vendor.
Experienced all kinds of life.
In this life, the two of them lived an ordinary, yet happy and stable life.
Although the two were not born on the same day of the same month of the same year, they died together.
Mo Tingzhu lived a long life, reaching the age of ninety-four, and Tang Wan was also ninety years old.
The two of them really fulfilled their promise to hold hands and grow old together.
We have never been apart in this life.
(The fifth world ends)
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