"I think I can live a good life with my own home. I'm also chasing natural disasters. There is no food in my family, and my daughter is almost starving to death." Liu Changfeng said this, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes.

Liu Changfeng didn't want to see the just-perfect home dispersed again, so he secretly started to have bad thoughts.

"I secretly planted some radishes and pushed them to the street to sell them. I slept during the day and rushed to the road at night. I walked for three days and three nights and earned eight yuan. I just came back and hadn't sat in the hot spots, so I didn't know which dog monk reported it, saying that I had speculated and paid off. I was locked up the money. I was so hard that I could not even raise it." Liu Changfeng was very helpless.

Liu Changfeng was originally a landlord and did speculation. In the past ten years, the four words "monsters and gods" never left him again. His life also turned gray and there was no hope.

When he was forty-five, Liu Changfeng suddenly had a son. He said with a smile on his face: "I thought that this life would be like this. Who knew that after giving birth to such a son, I suddenly felt hopeful. He treated this son as his ancestor and paid him everything in the family first. His sisters were also a little bit of giving him food first, but he raised such a thing."

When Liu Changfeng mentioned his son again, his words were full of resentment. But after the resentment, sadness and helplessness filled his emotions and could not be dissipated for a long time.

"Sometimes I look at you young people, I think, it would be great if I had such a child. Now, I am afraid that when I die, I will not even have a banner for me." Liu Changfeng said with emotion.

Liu Changfeng didn't continue to talk, and seemed to care whether Wang Tianming had listened. Maybe he had just been holding it in for too long and needed to speak out. Whether there was anyone listening or not doesn't matter. What's important is that he wanted to tell that his son was once his heart flesh, but later became his heartbreak.

In mid-August, the project payment promised by Party A finally arrived. Liu Changfeng paid a total of more than 30,000 yuan in nine months, which was the money he planned to treat his wife. A few days after paying the salary, Liu Changfeng left the construction site and accompanied his wife to Jinan.

On the day of salary payment, other workers transferred their wages directly to their bank cards, but Liu Changfeng only had cash.

He uses newspaper

He wrapped more than 30,000 yuan in layers, then took out two plastic bags in his pocket and wrapped the money layer by layer. Wang Tianming glanced at Liu Changfeng, and none of his pockets could hold the 30,000 yuan.

Just as Wang Tianming was thinking about where Liu Changfeng would put the money, Liu Changfeng unbuttoned his belt and exposed a pocket sewn on his underwear. He stuffed the money in, his movements skillfully and cautiously.

Then Liu Changfeng smiled while tying his belt, exposing his yellow teeth, saying, "This money is more precious than my life."

Liu Changfeng said that his son was unwilling to follow him to Jinan, and his daughters couldn't get rid of him, so he was the only one who accompanied his wife for the operation.

Two elderly men in their seventies were rushing around the city. They didn't know how to use modern equipment. They could only ask for directions and seek help in a strong dialect.

It is conceivable how difficult it will be for them along the way. But Liu Changfeng was not afraid of these things. He said: "My wife has never gone far in her life. This time I just took her out for fun. No matter whether it can be cured or not, she will suffer with me for the rest of her life and should enjoy it."

Wang Tianming sat next to Liu Changfeng, and said to him with both envy and sadness: "If we are an elderly person at this age, our family will not be treated much, and we will only have to wait for death. You are so nice to your wife."

"I have no hope in my life. My son can't count on me, so I hope my wife will spend more years with me. If she is gone, I don't know what I should do when I am alive." Liu Changfeng said this. His eyes looked into the distance, and his eyes were no longer as cunning as when he first met, but instead added some warmth and loneliness.

The day before leaving the construction site, Liu Changfeng did not work anymore because he would not count the money for him after he did it. Liu Changfeng never did this kind of loss-making business.

He leaned the shovel on the wall and sat under the wall with Wang Tianming, drinking tea while saying nothing.

The two of them did not communicate much. The fifty-year generation gap made their thoughts of trying to spy on each other's life become unrealistic. Many topics are also unavailable because they have not experienced each other's life. They could only sit quietly and wait for the sun to walk from above their heads to the top of the mountain.

"Baby, kowtow to me and shout

I say "Grandpa, can you do it?" When Liu Changfeng said this, the sunset cast light from afar, falling on his wrinkles, illuminating the hope that came out of his vicissitudes of face.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was less than twenty years old, Liu Changfeng shook his mind. He thought that this was his own grandson in front of him, and he could sit with him every day and drink tea and chat.

But as soon as he said that, Liu Changfeng regretted it. He quickly smoothed out and said, "I'm talking about it. You are such a good child, I don't have the blessing." Liu Changfeng smiled awkwardly, trying his best to hide his loss of composure.

Then he quickly got up, picked up his shovel, and planned to leave.

"Grandpa." When Liu Changfeng heard this, his originally very neat body stopped in an instant without hesitation. He slowly turned around and saw Wang Tianming bent down and bowed deeply to himself. Liu Changfeng's eyes became wet, and he quickly pulled Wang Tianming up and kept saying, "Good kid, good kid."

At this moment, there was no cover of sweat on Liu Changfeng's face, and tears flowed through his gully skin. He quickly wiped away his tears, "I'm old, I can't even control my tears." Although there were tears in his eyes, Liu Changfeng's face was joy that had never been before in more than ten years.

Liu Changfeng hurriedly took out a brand new plastic bag from his pocket. He opened the bag, then took out the toilet paper, took out two hundred yuan from it and handed it to Wang Tianming.

"Young man, take it, buy some gloves and clothes, don't be too real to work." Wang Tianming refused and refused, but Liu Changfeng did not intend to give up. He stuffed the money into Wang Tianming's pocket and kept muttering, "Don't think it's too little, don't think it's too little." Then he turned around and walked towards the distance.

Wang Tianming held the brand new 200 yuan and watched Liu Changfeng's long back move away. In a place where Wang Tianming could not see, there were tears on Liu Changfeng's face and a smile on his lips. Liu Changfeng held the shovel, straightened his waist that had been bent for many years, and walked into the afterglow of the sunset.
Chapter completed!