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Chapter 645: Going Home (7)

In fact, your dad has always been in poor health. You don't know this. Staying at home alone, he still has to do farm work, hard work, and thinking about paying off your debts. His body is completely crushed, and he doesn't go to the hospital when he is sick.

Instead of going to the hospital for check-ups, I often go to the village doctor to take medicine myself. My health is getting worse and worse, and we don’t listen. He just wants to save money, to pay off the debts of your unsatisfactory son, and to make money.

To marry you a wife, your parents will do it

At this point, what else could you do? Your dad’s body was all for you and was harmed by you. Your dad is only fifty-seven years old this year, but look at it, does he look like he is fifty-seven?

?I’m almost seventy-seven years old, why? Isn’t it all for you? Do you have any conscience? I asked the doctor that this illness was caused by long-term stomach problems. It was not treated that led to today, you

Ask yourself, as a son, have you fulfilled your responsibilities?

Look at the bastard things you have done over the years. Your father went around looking for connections, begged your grandfather to sue your grandmother, and allowed you to take the civil service exam and work in the town government. What a good thing it was. But you ended up doing it for a woman.

, take all the money from relatives and friends

I borrowed everything, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but ended up owing the money, and the woman ran away, and she was defrauded of hundreds of thousands, which made your mother angry to death. And then, you can't even work

I quit my job and ran out with your dad in anger with a bag on my back, you know?

Do you know? After you left, your dad was so angry that he lay in bed for half a month. He was given intravenous drip every day. There was no one around to take care of him. I was the only one who went over to take care of him at noon and night every day and cook for your dad.

This is all your fault. But where is your father?

?Although I’m angry, a son will always be a son. He still has to keep working, making money, and living frugally. In the past two years, he hasn’t bought meat once or a piece of clothing. He even stopped drinking.

, just to make money for you to pay off the debt. Later I heard that you paid the debt

After paying them all back, he started saving money again to prepare for you to marry a wife. But what about you? What kind of woman did you bring back today? Without saying a word or saying hello, you just got married by yourself. You still feel that

Do you have your dad? Don’t ask for your dad’s permission

I mean, you should at least give notice before getting married, right? Isn't this too much to ask? And what about you? Also, who did you bring back? You brought back a widow who was divorced or whose husband died.

The child is already so old, don’t you realize?

There is nothing wrong with this, but do you know what this means here? Only fools, blind men, and lame men will marry a widow, or only those whose wives have died will marry a widow. Are you? You are the only one in our village.

College students are us

The pride of the village, do you want your dad to be unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life? How do you want your dad to behave in the future? See for yourself, look at your dad like this, if he wasn't destined to be lucky, I would be pissed off by you today.

Dead. Aunt Fang Zhiqiang became angrier as she talked.

It is said that raising a child is for old age, but if I have a son like you, I would rather not have one. Sooner or later, your father's life will be ruined by you. Today's slap is for your father.

I beat you for your mother. Whether you hold a grudge against me or not, I have already said this. Do you want to hear it or not? If you have a conscience, just touch yourself.

Ask yourself in your conscience, are you worthy of your dad? I still have something to do at school, so I will leave first and come back tomorrow. If your dad has another problem in the hospital, you...just figure it out yourself.

Fang Zhiqiang's aunt looked disappointed with Fang Zhiqiang. After saying that, she covered Fang Zhiqiang's father with the quilt and walked out angrily.

Fang Zhiqiang burst into tears again. He didn't know many of the things his aunt said. He didn't realize many of the things his aunt said. He had never felt that his son had failed so much.

He was so excessive, and he never thought that he had hurt his father so deeply and that he was so unfilial.

Fang Zhiqiang's heart hurt so much that it couldn't be more painful. He was not an unfilial person, on the contrary, he was a very filial person.

After his aunt left, Fang Zhiqiang suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to his father, and said: I'm sorry, Dad, I'm sorry.

Get up, you have nothing to apologize to me for. I gave birth to my son, and I didn’t educate myself well. No matter what happens, it’s all my own fault. I said, go away, I don’t want to see you again. Fang Zhiqiang’s father was cold.

Talking.

Fang Zhiqiang didn't say anything, just kneeling on the ground. He kept kneeling.

Fang Zhiqiang's father also had a stubborn temper. Even if Fang Zhiqiang knelt down, he would not say a word. It was not until the drip was almost finished that Fang Zhiqiang slowly stood up, rang the bell, and notified the nurse to come and change the dressing.

Then he kept sitting by the bed with his father, but his father ignored him all the time.

It was not until night that Fang Zhiqiang's father finally said to Fang Zhiqiang, who had been sitting beside him for four or five hours, busy taking care of him: There is no place to live here, go find a place to live outside, not here.

Sitting.

It's okay, dad, I'll just sit on the chair. Fang Zhiqiang helped his father cover the quilt and said.

Is there something wrong with your brain? You sat here all night in such a cold weather? Are you freezing to death or what? Go out and find a place to live by yourself, I can’t die here. Fang Zhiqiang’s father scolded.

Dad, it's okay. I'm wearing so many clothes. It's not cold. It doesn't matter. You can go to sleep. Are you hungry? Let me get you some porridge. You didn't eat anything before. How about I go buy some?

Milk back? Fang Zhiqiang asked.

I'm not a pig, how can I eat so much? Fang Zhiqiang's father still scolded, and finally said: If you don't want to go, take off your coat yourself, sleep on the bed, squeeze in, and sleep on one end each. Tomorrow you can either go alone

Go home to stay, or find a guest house outside.

No, dad, I'm fine. Fang Zhiqiang looked at such a small hospital bed and shook his head.

Are you going to let me get up and let you sleep alone or what? Fang Zhiqiang's father said coldly.

Fang Zhiqiang had no choice but to take off his coat, and then also lay on the hospital bed, sleeping on one side of the bed with his father, and the two father and son were squeezed into a small hospital bed.

Fang Zhiqiang has forgotten how many years he has not slept in the same bed with his father, and how many years he has not been so close to his father. In his memory, it seems that it has been since he entered high school.

, I didn’t stay at home much until I returned home to work after graduating from college. I basically stayed alone in the town and rarely went home. Even when I went home, I didn’t have to deal with my father. The two father and son always quarreled, and their relationship was never good.
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