Chapter 310 You left, and no one talked to me since then



Bi Tielin squatted in front of the grave, the firelight illuminating his angular face.

Just look at his eyes filled with memories, his eyes are clear and warm, he is mumbling something, his expression is full of longing:

"Dad, Mom, I'm here again.

Your son has sent you some money.

My brother and his family were with me the last two times, so I didn’t have much to say to you.

I always feel embarrassed to say anything in front of younger people.

Haha, you must be wondering, right? Why do we burn it before the New Year and on the first day of the New Year, as if we can't wait to send money every other day?

Do you know why?

Because your old son is rich.

It took me more than half a year to buy a house, open a shop, and buy a car.

It’s no longer a time to travel around the country wearing only single shoes.

I still remember that time when I was lying in that small hotel on the border. I was suddenly stopped by the police for inspection. My head was stuck in my belt. Then I thought that you were all gone too.

I was alone at night, with a bottle of Erguotou and a pack of cigarettes, and cried several times.

Oh, why am I telling you this?

Don't worry about it, it's all in the past.

At that time I swore that I would make something out of it, otherwise I would be ashamed to kneel in front of you.

Now I can say that you can rest assured.

Dad, Mom, I can help my brother and sister. But..."

Bi Tielin opened his eyes wide and sighed.

But you are all gone, and I didn’t even see you for the last time.

Apart from burning a set of woolen clothes for my mother during the Chinese New Year and a few packs of good cigarettes for my father, I could do nothing else to show my filial piety.

Bi Tielin sighed and poured some wine for Mr. Bi:

"Dad, I went to the village store to buy some wine.

I know you're not used to the wine we drink on New Year's Day. I'm worried you might miss it.

Eat and drink.

You didn't enjoy life when you were alive, so spend as much as you can over there.

The paper money I burned is enough for me. Don't save it.

Buy a big house and hire two people to look after it. Be like the landlord.

Don't be a poor peasant for three generations, it's meaningless.

No matter where you go, people always hate those who have and laugh at those who don't.

Mom, don't always put delicious food in the bowl rack. Think about it, if you can't bear to eat the first meal and save it, it will go bad and won't taste the same when you take it out again.

Dad, don’t always say you don’t like meat when you’re eating.

Dad, I'm not saying anything to you, but you've been eating scallions dipped in soybean paste all your life. You've never tasted anything good, so you're saying nothing tastes good, right?"

As he spoke, it was as if he could see the scenes one by one.

Those clips seemed to show the appearance of Mr. Bi and Mrs. Bi, and Bi Tielin's tears still fell.

He rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and then continued in a relaxed tone:

"Didn't mother always say that rich people eat flatbreads made of fine flour every day? You eat them every day, wrapped in meat.

We are eating this side too, and now even Goudan is a bit picky about food.

My brother scolds him every day and says he has become a cultivator.

Eating canned yellow peaches is like drinking cornmeal porridge in the past.

Eat it when you have a runny nose due to a cold, eat it when you are hungry, and eat it as a snack.

Before going to bed at night, the kids would lie in bed and wish they could eat canned food every day.

They also made up stories one after another, saying that sleeping on a kang is afraid of getting a sore throat, and eating that thing can relieve heat.

If you were here, you would definitely call them spendthrifts.

Dad and Mom, you can imagine how good our life is.

Well, there is one more thing, Mom, I have to tell you a few things.

My dad wants to play cards, so let him play.

He was busy working when he was young, and had no money when he was old, so he never played mahjong in his life.

I remember when I was a teenager, the workload was so heavy that my father would sneak out in the middle of the night after work to peek at people for fun.

The next night I came home and was lying on the kang talking in my sleep, and I kicked him awake.

I had dinner with my third uncle two days ago, and he is still in good health.

I listened to him talk about the things that happened when my father was young. He said that he would peek at people playing cards and was always stubborn. If someone played the wrong cards, everyone would be annoyed by him.

Now that he's there, mom, don't worry about him anymore.

From now on, let him play bigger games, and I will burn money for you when I have nothing to do.

What if you're really worried about us over there? Just send me a dream.

As for me, I used to dream about you in there.

Now I don’t know what’s going on. I came out and I haven’t had any dreams about it since.

Are you guys trusting me too much?

Don't worry about me. I'll be back after the New Year and things will start all over again.

This time I'm going back to work in the coal mine. If I can do that job well in the coal mine, I will never have to worry about food and drink.

Mom, I know you're going to scold me. What are you doing? You're saving all your money to earn interest, right?

My dear son, you dare not stop, you cannot stop, do you understand?

I've made you look down upon me for so many years, and I've made you humiliated by kneeling in front of the government. I'm going to get it all back now.

I must live a meaningful life.

From now on, whenever anyone mentions you, they will have to praise you for having a good son.

Otherwise, I am like this!" Bi Tielin pounded his chest and said, "I love to compete with myself."

When the last pile of paper money was thrown into the fire, Bi Tielin stood up.

He used a branch to fan the flames, allowing the paper to burn through, and finally whispered:

"Mom, I know what you are most concerned about.

Well, I have a partner.

She is a college student named Liang Xiaoxiao.

As for appearance, she looks a bit like you, haha, a little fat, with a round face.

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